AS was lying on his bed trying to sleep… But he could only think of HM… It was raining heavily outside while another storm was brewing inside him… How was he going to woo her?? Will she forgive him?? He thought… He took the picture of hers which was at his bedside table and looked at her adoringly… “Haseena ji… Hum kaise aapko apne hriday ki vyatha bataye?? Ab aur nahi raha jata aapke bina… Aap se roz milte toh hai parantu humare beech itni doriyan hai ke chah ke bhi aapko gale nahi laga sakte…” he was talking to her picture… Suddenly his door bell rang… “Itni raat gaye kon ho sakta hai??” he wondered… He got up and quickly grabbed his shirt which was lying on the chair before hurrying down to open the door… He didn’t want Maa’s sleep to be disturbed… He fixed the last two buttons of his shirt before opening the door… He was stunned beyond explanation to find the person he least expected, standing at his door… His love, HM stood there in her full glory… She was wearing the same red dress that she had worn to woo the Mumbai’s Don… She was completely drenched, the damp dress hugging her even more… Her hair messy, water droplets dripping from them… One water droplet travelled down her neck and disappeared into the oblivion… He gulped but couldn’t take his eyes off her…
“Aap is waqt yaha??” he finally found his voice… “Woh humari gadi paas mei kharab ho gayi… Itni raat ko koi auto bhi nahi mil raha tha… Isiliye socha yaha aa jaye” she answered… He was lost in her again and had only heard her vaguely… “Sir… Hum andar aa jaye??” she asked again… “Ji… Ji… aaiye…” he welcomed her in… But suddenly it hit him… Maa might come out if she heard any noises at this hour of the night… “Haseena ji… jaldi chaliye… Agar Maa ne aapko yaha is waqt, in vastron mei dekh liya toh pata nahi kya sochengi…” he said and grabbed her hand dragging her to his room… Once they were in his room, he breathed a sigh of relief… He looked at her and found her staring at him… He squirmed under her gaze… “Aa… aapko kapde badal lene chahiye…” he said stammering… “Haan… lekin hum kya pehne…??” she asked looking deeply in his eyes and simultaneously biting her lower lip… He choked on his breath… “H… Hum… hum… dekhte hai kuch…” he said and was about to move to his cupboard when, “Aapki shirt de dijiye…” she said… He froze in his tracks and looked at her surprised… “Ji…??” “Koi shirt de dijiye…” she said… “Ji… ek min…” he shuffled through his cupboard and pulled out a shirt… He stretched his hand to give her the shirt… She held the shirt and pulled it with a jerk subsequently pulling him towards her…
They were inches apart, lost in each other’s eyes… He could see her every feature with extra clarity… The mole on the corner of her lips was driving him crazy… “Washroom??” she whispered… “Haan…?” he asked confusedly… “Washroom sir… Change karna hai…” she said still standing close to him, her gaze piercing… “Ji… ji… us… us taraf…” he pointed in the direction of the washroom… She went away to change… He let out the breath he was unknowingly holding… It felt as if the temperature of the room had suddenly risen… He sat on the edge of the bed trying to calm himself… She walked out of the washroom after changing into his shirt… It was huge, fit her loosely and reached her mid-thighs… She was going to be the death of him today… She slowly walked towards him while he stood up… She looked at him, an unknown emotion floating in her eyes… He was unable to decipher her next move, but he was sure something unexpected was coming up… And so it did… She held his collar and pulled him closer to her… He was shocked… “Kya baat hai sir…?? Aap kuch thik nahi lag rahe…” she asked sweetly… “Aa… aap… itni kareeb hongi toh thik kaise ho sakte hai…??” he said in a coarse voice… His throat had dried…
She gave him a flirty smile and pushed him on the bed… By the time he recovered and propped himself up on his elbows, she had climbed above him… “Jabse aaye hai, dekh rahe hai… aap bas hume ghure ja rahe hai… kyu sir??” she asked, drawing circles on his chest with her finger… “Aap bohot h… hot lag rahi hai…” he fumbled… She pulled him closer and planted a kiss on his cheek… “Aa… aapke iraade kuch thik nahi lag rahe Haseena ji…” he said… “Sahi kaha aapne… Iraade nek toh nahi hai…” she said and bit her lower lip… That was the last straw… He put an arm around her waist and turned her over… But he lost balance and fell off the bed… His alarm started blaring… He sat on the floor hugging the pillow… He looked around trying to register what exactly happened… She was nowhere to be seen… He had been dreaming… He held his head and ruffled his hair… “Pagal ho jayenge hum…” he thought… He tried to stand up but a sharp pain hit him… “Ahh… Humari peeth…” he whimpered… He somehow got up and went away to get ready…
HM had been thinking of AS and the unknown girl all night… She was already in bad mood when she entered MPT… The scene was a little different than usual… KS was missing, while SS, CC and PS were chit-chatting… “Cheete… Yeh DSP sir aaj kal kuch badle badle se nazar aa rahe hai na…” PS said… “Haan Pushpaji… Kal jab hum HQ gaye the uh file dene toh pata nahi kaha khoye hue the… 3 baari awaj lagai tab jaake unhone jawab diya… Humko kucho gadbad lag raha hai Pushpa ji…” CC answered… “Sach...??” PS asked excitedly… “Haan… lekin aap kaahe itna uttejit ho rahi hai??” CC asked… “Are cheete… iska matlab humara shaq sahi tha…” “Kaisa shaq??” “DSP sir ko pyaar ho gaya hai…” PS said… CC saw HM entering and gestured PS and SS… “Jai Hind MS…” they saluted her… “Jai Hind… Kya baatein ho rahi thi…??” HM asked… “Kuch nahi MS… Pushpa ji keh rahe thi ke shayad DSP sir ko pyaar ho gaya hai…” SS said innocently… Yesterday’s scene flashed before her eyes causing HM to frown… PS glared at SS… “Kise pyaar ho gaya hai??” AS asked entering into MPT… “Jai Hind Sir…” everyone saluted him… “Jai Hind… Kiske bare mei baat ho rahi thi??” he asked… “Aapke bare mei hi baat kar rahe the sir… Pushpa ji keh rahi thi ke aapko pyaar ho gaya hai…” SS said… “Santu ji, santu ji… aap kisi din aapne masumiyat se hum sabko marwaengi…” CC said… “Parantu Pushpa ji aapko aisa kyu lagta hai??” AS asked… “Khule aam ice-cream khate firenge toh pure shehar ko pata chal jayega…” HM said in a flow… AS was shocked… so were the others… “Ji…?” AS asked… “Woh… kal aap jab ice-cream kha rahe the toh humne dekh liya tha…” HM said… “Ohh…” AS said… He was loving the jealousy in her voice…
After giving her updates, HM excused herself on pretext of work and left for her cabin… “Sir… Hume toh laga tha aapko MS se pyaar ho gaya hai… Lekin aap toh kisi aur ke saath ice-cream kha rahe hai…” PS said… “Waise sir… uh ladki hai kaun jiske saath aap ice-cream khate hue pakde gaye…” CC asked… “Sir… kal toh aap mere saath ice-cream kha rahe the na… Aur kiske saath khaiye aapne ice-cream…??” SS asked innocently… “Nahi SS… Humne kal sirf aapke saath ice-cream khai” AS answered… CC had a minor heart attack… PS stared at both of them in shock… They had misunderstood the entire situation…
