Munshi ji....manne office ka phone number chahiye....main bhi toh dekhun kon se jisne Virendra Pratap Singh ko mana kiya se.....
Ji Mukhiji....
The day went by and soon the day before the day shifting to Rewari came.
Priyal reached the office & went straight to the cabin.
Vikram....Vikram....
Ji madam....
2 cup chai bhijwa do...
Ji madam....
After few moments, Vikram came there with servant containing a tray, a thermose with hot tea and 2 set of cup plate. He kept that on the table and Priyal said...
Ye ek plate le jao....
Kyun madam...
Kyu mtlb...main hi piyungi chai....
Aap do cup chai piyengi....
Priyal looked at the servant with confused eyes when Vikram gave a cheesy smile and said...
Madam aap chai pijiye...kahiye toh 3 4 cup aur de denge...chalo...beta...warna rasoi aur ye office dono jal jayega...
Munshi ji got the number of the office and dialed it. Since Sakshi insisted that as the new collector is a woman, she'll talk to her. The phone rang on Priyal's dest . She told Vikram to accept the call.
Hello...
(Munshi ji gave phone to Sakshi)
Hello...ye collector office ka number se...
Ji kahiye....
Main Sakshi Virendra Pratap Singh bol raha hun...
Vikram hinted Priyal that it's the same person who's site Priyal visited. Priyal told him to put on speaker.
Maine zameen ki arzi di thi Rewari ke poorane collector sahab ko...abb aapki nayi collector jab zameen dekhne aayi kal..toh unhone zameen ke paper mein mohar aur razamandi nahi di....
Vikram asked Priyal what to reply. She yawned and told him silently to leave it. He gave a confused look and carried on the conversation.
Dekhiye....Madam aayi thi waha..lekin waha koi mila hi nahi unhe..aur unhe bhi kaafi kaam the...he looked at Priyal who was busy eating Biscuits with tea.
Aisa kya kaam tha aapki Collector sahiba ko ki unhe ek mohar aur razamandi karne mein bhi der ho rahi thi...aur agar kuch paison ki baat hai toh....wo bhi mil jayenge....
As Sakshi said this, Priyal stopped eating the biscuit and glared at Vikram. She slowly raised her eyebrows and hinted him to say a yes.
Ji...kal aap khud Madam se ye khud hi puch lijiyega....ki baat paison ki thi ya waqt ki....Namaste....
And he disconnected the call.
Vikram looked at Priyal....
Madam...wo....
Paison ki garmi zyada ho rahi hai naa..aur mujhe garmi bilkul nahi pasand....Aare yaar koi AC chalao yaar....aur iss garmi ko door karne ke liye...meri baaton ka AC hi kaafi hai....
Sakshi gave the phone back to Munshi ji and looked at Virendra who was continously glaring at her.
Mukhiji....
Agar yo zameen teri iss paison ki wajah se radd hui...toh tu aage samjh jaa....hmm...
The scene ends on Sakshi looking tensed.
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