TRUE LOVE

Untitled Part 23

SANYU'S POV
"what?" i asked widened my eyes out of shock "what kya what? jyaada sunai deta hai yaa bilkul sunai nahi deta?" he asked snapping me "oh hello yaha chup-chap pade raho
mera kaam matt badhao...." i snapped at him "oh madam my house my rules....mai khana banaunga tumhare saath and thats final...." he said smirking i was about to argue ...
when he said "no more arguments.."and walk past me and my mouth formed a o "how rude..." i chipped flaring my nose in anger "thanks for the compliment..." he chipped
loudly from the kitchen i went to the kitchen and tied my hair in a messy bun and i took the apron only to find there is only one apron in the house and for a fact of matter
i know the kitchen is going to get messed up so i gave it to him "thank u!" he said taking the apron from my hand and giving me a big smile "so what are we making?" he
asked rubbing his hands together as if he was some sanjeev kapoor of master chef... "rajma chawal cahiye ya chapati patato bhaji?" i asked him "hmm....vaise we both
are tired toh...chapati bhaji par resolve kar lete hai!" he said "cool.... tray se patatoes nikaalo aur dho do...aur kaat k cooker mai daalo..." i ordred him "oh hello
order mat karo pyaar se bolo varna mai nahi karunga..." he chipped in a little angry tone..." fine matt karo i'll do it..." i simply shrugged and walked to the
vegetable basket when he pulled me back by my waist and said "ruko mai karta hu..." in a sigh tone and i smirked i walked up to the cabinet and took out the flour to make
the dough while he was busy playing ku-fu and complaing about me to the potatoes i was smiling listeing to it as he was looking just like a baby talking to them "voh
baccha kaun tha jiss k saath tum neeche catch-catch khel rahe the?" i asked "voh..neighbour hai humaara bada kamina baacha hai..... dekha naa kaise tum par line maar
raha tha..." i laughed at his jealousy against a kid "bada cute saa baccha tha...usse bhi bulaaye dinner par?" i asked just making fun of him and in a nano sec he
chipped "koi jarurat nahi..." and i laughed i wanted to hold my stomach and laugh but i couldn't as my hands were covered with dough...."hass kya rahi ho tumhne dekha
nahi kaise mujhe chida raha tha jaab tumhne usse gaal paar kiss diya..."he said making faces for the kid while i was just laughing my heart out "hass kya rahi ho haan?
maine tumhari shakal dekhi thi jaab soniya mujh se chipak rahi thi...usse bulau kya dinner mai..." and i my laughter stopped the case is totally different with soniya
the fact is i sense negativity around her that's why i don't like her there are no grudges against her.." jaao bula lao..." i just chipped casually thinking he won't
go as... i don't know why but i thought he won't go....but he happily left to go and call her... and my mouth formed an o "ass.." i muttered under my breath and
continued my work "woh aa jaegi 1 ghante mai..." he said coming back home with a smile "itna hi hai toh uss bacche ko bhi bula doh naa..." i said in a irritated tone
"tumhe usse bulane ka mann hai khud jaa k bulao..." he said adjusting the cooker "fine...i'll go in 5 mins..." i chipped in irritation i quickly tried to complete the
dough while my locks were continously disturbing me i used the back side of my doughed hand to put it back but they were too stubborn to sttle back... seeing me struggle randhir helped
me tuck the hair lock behind the ears while he looked into my eyes so did i... we were lost in each others eyes...he stepped forward and cupped my face and came forward
with his breath touching my face the moment was going to happen and i closed my eyes in its anticipation and suddenly the whistle of the cooker rang bringing me out of
the trance....i opened my eyes with a jolt and stepped backward from his touch i looked here and there trying to get out of the akward situation "umm...umm...mai..mai
voh bacche ko bula k atti hu..." i said fumbling "kyu?" he asked out of the blue "for the same reason u called soniya..." i snapped at him washing my hands..." voh
hum bade logo k beech kya karega?" he tried to reason it out "mai tumhare aur soniya k beech kya karungi?" i snapped at him "sanyukta..."he said in a no yaar tone
"randhir..." i repeated his tone and walked out of the kitchen went to the mirror and straightened myself looking in the mirror "baache ka naam kya hai randhir?" i
asked him who was standing at the window "kameena...." he said gritting his teeth a bit in low tone and i controlled my laugh and asked "naam kya hai randhir?"
"rohit.." he chipped in a least interested tone "cool i'll be back in a min... aur teen seeti baje toh gas off karr dena..." i chipped and he made faces while i walked
to the adjecent flat of mine and rang the bell luckily rohit opened the door soon his parents came and i asked them for permission and lied a bit that randhir was fond of him that
is why he suggested me the idea to call him and they smiled and agreed.... i went back home saw him waiting in the kitchen for me in his failed attempts to make a round
chapati i laughed and said "hato...mai karti hu..." and he instantly did so...i quickly made chapati's and put them on the plate planning to cook them together while
randhir was busy crying...yeah he really was crying as he was cutting onions u see... and i laughed looking at him "hasso... haaso aur hasso yeh matt bhulo k saab ka
time aata hai..." i-will-show-u-tone and i nodded my head and continued laughing he was busy cutting other stuffs when suddenly she shreiked "aah..." and i turned to
look at him only to find his finger bleeding i without thinking of anything sucked his blood filled finger "kuch kaam aata nahi hai toh karne kyu jaate ho.. kaise
nahi jaaoge u think rss knows everything naa...eek cheese theek se nahi hota tum se... dekho kitna deep cut ho gaya hai... khoon bhi nahi rukh raha..." i was continously
chipping while sucking the blood from his finger almost on the verge of crying... "shhh.. sanyukta i am fine chota sa cut hai... theek hu mai..."he said keeping his another
hand on my cheek "ghanta theek ho chalo mere saath first-aid karne do..." i pulled him to hall and made him sit on the bean bag and fished out the first-aid and applied
it while he was just smiling looking at me so worried "aise mental paitent jaise smile kya karr rahe ho?" i asked irritated "aare smile karne ka tax thodi lagta hai..
mera mann kiya toh kya mai smile nahi karu? poore time tumhare jaisa sadu shakal bana k baithu?" he snapped back "whatever... " i chipped and got up and walked to the
kitchen while he followed "lao mai madad karta hu..." he said trying to taked the knife from my hand "chup-chap yaha khade raho varna bahar jaa k baitho!" i chipped
angrily showing him the knife "ok...ok" he said lifting his hand in the air showing he has surrendered soon the dinner was ready and our door bell rang and i opened
the door only to find that cute rohit on the door i smiled and hugged him and chipped a hello while randhir made some faces while chipping hello i arranged the dishes
on the floor while the handsome man and young man were busy wrestling with each other with randhir purposely giving in to rohit as he was just a kid... randhir was lying
on the floor and rohit was sitting over his stomach and pretending to punch randhir and randhir making ouch noise as if he was really hurt and i smiled as it looked
like as if i was having an happy family moment and suddenly the door bell rang i went and opened the door as the two men were busy punching and fighting with each other
i opened the door and suddenly the noise inside the house stopped and i turned to looked to both the mens in house whose mouth had formed a big o "all men are the dogs" i muttered under my breath.....