CAPRICIOUS CONFESSIONS

CHAPTER 4

"Toh kya Kshiteej....?"

"Please Shweta...tum please yeh chodo" he giggled and continued.

"Please jaldi batao...kaun hain yeh?"

"Woh actually..." I started revealing the secret.

"Woh actually Kshiteej...

Teri Jupiter ke front tyre ko... (I was unable to control my laughter)

Teri Jupiter ke front tyre ko, meri Vespa ke back tyre - pe serious crush hain!"

I laughed very loudly, standing on the roadside, while he was flabbergasted.

"What...?" he screeched.

"Haan Kshiteej - 

Teri Jupiter ke front tyre ko, meri Vespa ke back tyre - pe serious crush hain!"

Lekin mere tyre ne, tere tyre ko REJECT kar diya -

Isliye - tere tyre ki fatt gayi aur woh puncture ho gaya!"

I couldn't control my laughter - while he stood like a statue - at the same position - looking towards the ground - and then towards his own Moped.

(Moped - this refers to two-wheelers, like Activa, Vespa, Jupiter etc)

"Shweta...I need your phone" his voice was indeed serious.

"Kyuuu?" I asked suddenly.

"Shweta...mujhe ek bohat important call karna hain - please tumhara phone dedo."

This seemed to be indeed serious, so I removed my phone, from the pocket and handed over to him.

"Please unlock kar ke do" he was giving the phone back to me, when I replied -

"Password is 4-1-2-3"

He unlocked the phone, opened the call logs and questioned again - "Aunty ka number, kis naam se saved hain?"

"Kaunse AUNTY ka?" I giggled again.

"Tumhare mom ka...?" He asked again.

I moved my hand forward, to fetch my phone back - but he hurriedly moved backwards still facing towards me - giving a smirk.

He rushed on the road, with my phone - still in his hand - as I followed him behind. 

Now it was more of a police-chor/ pakda-pakdi/ or whatever running game you call.

Though, I was the one - chasing him - still I was very happy - since it were only two of us - me and my Infatuation.

"Kshiteej...woh mera phone hain" I shouted, and stopped chasing him.

"But KAAM mera hain Shweta..." he exclaimed loudly.

"Tujhe kya bolna hain - pehle mujhe bol - phir phone karna mummy ko!" I spoke, as I again started walking towards him.

"Main pehle aunty ko bolunga - tab tum sunn lena - toh simultaneously tumhe bhi pata chal jaayenga." He walked backwards, without looking behind.

After taking a few steps, I suddenly stopped beside the car at my right - and screeched - "OUCH". 

Kshiteej rushed towards me, whereas I placed my hand on the window of the car, as if I was taking the support - and lifted my right leg - to see - whether have I got hurt.