It's been two days that susheela is avoiding Pramod
He sent her cards flowers and sweets too but somewhere he knew susheela wanted efforts so this time he's going to win his best friend back ...... It's either her forgiving him or him forgetting himself... These past days where susheela kept on avoiding him were total hell to him... She's so close yet so so far away
He had a plan to get his queen back... If it didn't work he isn't so sure he's gonna be alright but he doesn't care cause he isn't alright now too....
Meanwhile
Susheela was sitting on her bed miserable.... Looking at the flowers she got this morning
S: kya Pramod mujhe sach me nahi janta? Flowers? Ek baar manaya bhi nhi... It's been so tough for me to avoid him...
Nahi susheela... He hurt you... He was the one who made you cry.... And still is... But her heart says he's the one who also makes her laugh like no-one have ever done or will ever do
Suddenly she hears something and goes to her balcony
She gets shocked
It was Pramod trying to climb up balcony through a ladder
S: kya kar rahe ho ye?
P:(in mind) chalo baat to kari
Wo tumse milne aa raha tha.. tum room ka door to kholti nahi na...
S: .........
P: listen I'm sorry naaa ... You know i didn't mean it... Yaar please tum janti ho mai esa nhi hu
S: mai to janti hu tum kese ho... Par kya tum mujhe jante ho? Aur ye kya do din se chocolate fool de rahe ho?
Meanwhile padosi aunty is seeing them
She starts to shout from her balcony to theirs
A: kese besharm log ho... Ye ghar mamla ghar ke andar karo sadak par nahi...
Aur sharam nahi aati tumko pati h wo tumhare hone wala... Esi rail bana di h uski... Ladkiya jhuk kar rahti h ... Galti Hone par bhi pati ka lihaj karti h... Ese gussa hoke natal nhi karti... Ye sab aachi ladkiyo ko shoba nhi deta
P: naa aunty ek baat batao aap insaan to insaan hota h naa.... Galti karne ka sorry bolne ka aur gussa hone ka haqk sabko barabar h... Mai kabhi nhi chata meri susheela jhuk kar rahe
And looks at susheela... she's admiring him looking in his eyes...
P is going to fall suddenly S holds his hand
A: chii chii ye sab romance yaha nhi chalega.. itne besharm bache h aaj kal ke
Susheela angrily pulls Pramod up and says
S: aunty ji apka bass yehi kaam h kya? Sabke ghar tane marna?
Aree hamara ghar , hamari balcony , hamara gussa , hamara romance apka kya jata h ?
Apke sath thodi romantic ho raha Pramod ki aap chii chii bolo..mai uski hone wali wife hu uska haqk h
Jake apne bacho ko dekh lijiye el baar
Aunty goes in with a bitter face
Pramod pulls susheela closer and takes her inside the room
S: chodo.. kya kar rahe ho
P: hamara ghar, hamara romance... Haqk h na mera?
P and S are looking at each other.. susheela is too lost in her thoughts...
P sees it and leaves her..
S: ........
P: yaar please esa mat karo naaa
I don't think i can live like this..
S: ...........
P: it's enough .. mai nhi rah sakta tumhare bina!!!
S: ye tumhe sab bolne ke pahle sochna tha na...
Pramod sach batau to I don't think tum mujhe jante bhi ho....
P: tumhe esa lagta h?!!
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LOCHA-E-ULFAT
FanfictionPramod a rich influencing man who is followed by media everywhere. Is really a gentleman but faces false allegations and is going through deep shit. As advised by his parents he's supposed to marry someone in order to make his reputation right agai...
