Mol se jude rishte ki ek Kahani ~ Molkki

" 6 din aur...."

Aise kya dekh rahe hai aap...??
Purvi asked Virendra as she sensed that he was continously looking at her.

Virendra stepped a little closer to her making her look around to see the people out there. He raised his hand and near his lips,pulled out the sticking candy flake and showed to her. With raising eyebrows and eyelids and a notorious smile, he was successful in making Purvi shy. She tucked her hair behind while looking down and then up while she caught Virendra still staring at her.

Chalo bacchon...hum diya lenge chalke..chalo..
She left the place while looking to Virendra.
While eating the flake that was stuck and pulled from from those lips, he licked the flake and cleaned his hands while lookin around.

Purvi and kids went to the other stall where clay diyas were selling along with a porter making the diyas too.

Haathi...tum bhi banao naa diya hamare liye...

Hum..hamein nhi aata banana...

Mukhiyani ji...aayiye hum aapki madad kar dete hai...
While the porter wife insisted help to Purvi, Juhi and Manas were pretty excited for this. They all went near the clay wheel and Purvi started making diyas with the help of porters wife. After few moments, she was successful in making 2 diyas. Juhi and Manas were constantly encouraging her, she made 4 then.
Just in Purvi looked up and saw Virendra staring her and smiling, she slipped her hand in the mud and the clay fell on her clothes making them a bit dirty. She stood up suddenly and looked at Virendra.

Aare Mukhiyani ji...aapke toh kapde gande ho gaye...aap ek kaam kijiye..ye peeche hand pump hai..aap kapde saaf kar lijiye...

Haan...hum aate hai...
She gave a stern look to Virendra and went behind.

Mukhiji ko abhi hi aana tha kya...wo aaye..
Aur unka muskurata hua chehra dekhkar hamara dhyaan bhatak gaya aur ye ho gaya...

Yo ke akele akele badbada rahi se...

Purvi turned and saw Virendra standing with crossed hands.

Aap...aap yaha kaise...

Teri madad karne aaya hun..aur kaise...tu akeli chala legi yaa hand pump...

Pehle khud hi gadbad ki...abb madad kar rahe...

Ke boli tu...zor te bol...

Kuch nahi...chalaiye...

She sat down near the nozle while Virendra drew the pump handle. He saw Purvi cleaning her clothes and remembered how he met her for the first time. How she was drinking water from the hand pump and how her bangles were soaking then. He looked at her and saw her red bangles again soaked in the water, clinking lightly. He saw her dupatta soaking in the water and he slowly bend down to remove it from there. But this time Purvi didn't move.
They both remembered the time when the same thing happened with them when they first met and now.
They exchanged smiles and Purvi got up ready to go.

Waise yo manne badla le liya...

Badla...kaisa badla...

Tanne ek baar mere pe bhi mitti se bheegi ball feki thi...yaad aaya....??
He looked at Purvi with a cunning smile.
She looked back at him with a grin face. He turned and went turning back and calling her...
Ibb chal ya saara din yahi muh banakar rehna hai...
Looking at Virendra with a pissed off face...Purvi went behind him.