A DREAM OR A NIGHTMARE SEASON 2 #Wattys2016

PART 3

FROM NOW ON THIS FICTION IS WRITTEN BY GUNSEERAT , SIMMY AND I.

Part #3

Festival of Sankranti was being celebrated in its full swing, sweet fragrance filled the air, the nutty roasted smell from the sesame seeds while the freshly reduced sugarcane juice was being reduced to jaggery filling the surroundings with nectar. The loud beats crushed the silence, chattering muttering and shoutings were running as the whole city involved into a mass conversation.

The blue sky seemed colourful with the bright coloured kites .Loud music was more louder than usual and still the words echoed...announcing the victories

"vo kattaaa, Abe loot , gai gai gai "

"Abe yoyo k bache chodungi nahi tujhe main aaj" shouted sanyukta pulling the colour manja (thread) collecting it in the charkhi again getting frustrated from yoyo. 

Her eyes filled with rage while her nostrils flared, that was the limit this was her third kite she lost because of him. Especially when this one was her favourite, she glared back at him losing the sight of her magenta-turquoise kite. 

"Chod sanyu tera har bar ka hai" came his teasing words shaking his head. All his team started laughing at her. 

"Mere bas ka ni hai you cheat ,tune meri patang khench ke Kati" Sanyukta shouted back again, looking around her to find another brick if she could just send it across the roof on his face. How Sanyukta just wanted to tie yoyo on the thread and fly him with the kite. Khel hi khatam sara ka sara. She huffed. 

"Dekh sab patang uda re hai tu bhi uda" said yoyo in a serious tone, controlling on his laugh. 

"Haan toh tu fir se usey kaat de... Kamine!" She yelled back while he ran away with his chelas until he finished, Leaving a frustrated Sanyukta behind. 

She threw her charkhi behind him in anger.

"Abe ye kya shor hai? " she heard someone call behind her. The voice heavy and rueful, ruthless to be precise. 

She turned to find him standing a foot away from her. Randhir landed up abck on terrace in his blue tracks rubbing his eyes as if he has just woke up because he heard the shouts from the porch. she stood there facing him. Her eyes holding something in them. Unshed tears, anger and what more? Her hair in a complete out of bed look and messy ,clad in a bandani ghara choli with laheria chunari tied on her side ,her golden bangles and her silver anklets jingled again .he could hear them as she moved slightly gauging his presence.

She always managed to attract him, she held this unique aura to her. or maybe it was her antics that brought him to trance. His anger subsided for a while but the noises raged him yet again. He was not kind of person who would make noises or tolerate noises around him. Kunal who just happened to reach behind him landed next to him. 

Yoyo on the other side brought another kite to tease Sanyukta yet into a bet and make her lose, "Oye tune haar maan lii fir iss baar" he shouted from other roof, Randhir saw the guys on the other terrace shouting and howling at them. Randhir raised his eye brows looking at them. For a second he thought that they were challenging him but in next second he told himself that "just ignore.. You have lot more important thinks to do rather than fighting with these kids." 

He shifted his gaze towards Kunal as if asking him to make them quiet. Kunal understood his looks and he went away to complete his work, while Sanyukta went downstairs as well.Randhir didn't leave gaze on sanyukta till she completely got disappeared off his vision. Randhir went inside the room. HE was busy checking contents of the box when he called out for Kunal. He sent him for subsiding the noises but neither those noises went low nor he came back. Frustrated he got up from his chair and went outside.