Ok. This is crap. Read at your own risk.
I was high on exams.
I promise I'll write a serious SaRan one after the exams.
Lol don't kill me.
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It had been a long long day and Karan was tired. The only thing he wanted to do was spend time with Monami. Spending time with her always seemed to absorb all this tiredness. Nowadays he hardly got any time with her. Keeping this in mind, Faizi had advised him to take her out for a date.
Now, he was on his way to her room. Before knocking on the door, he practiced what he had to say. He turned his back to the door, and rehearsed.
"Hi...bohot time ho gaya hume saath gaye hue, haina. To maine soch kyu na hum ek date pe chale?" He sighed. This didn't sound right. Leaving things be, he decided to let the words come out on their own. He turned, and knocked on door. He closed his eyes, preparing.
As soon as he heard the door open, he said what he wanted
"I know we haven't been able to hang out lately, toh...tum mere saath date pe chalogi?" He said in one breath. Finally exhaling, he was about to open his eyes, when he realised something. Why didn't she answer him?
Opening his eyes, he felt the world slip from under his feet. Instead of the honey brown eyes he was hoping to look at, were dark brown orbs as wide as saucers staring at him. Sanju.
"Shit...shit shit! San--"
Before he had a chance to say anything more, she slammed the door shut. He heard the locks clicking in place. He mentally slapped himself for forgetting that Monami had a roomie. And now, his relationship with Monami was out, and then this. He had to do something. The news couldn't spread any further.
"Sanju darwaza khol!" He knocked on the door.
"H-humaayi tabiyet kharab hai s-sirji. Hum...him baad me khaana khaane chale jaayenge. Aap jao."
He heard her stammering behind the door. Was she actually sick?
"Sanju jhooth mat bol! Dekh, khol nahi to mai darwaza tod dunga."
He heard the locks click open and the door opened an inch.
"Dekh, vo tere liye nahi tha. Mai tujhe....chee" he trailed off in the end, feeling a little sick.
"To Monami ke laane tha?"
Shit.
"Nahi...mera matlab haan. Nahi! Jiske laan-- liye... bhi ho."
"Humaaye aur Monami ke laane poore corridor me kisi ka room nahi hai. Monami ki aap mana kar rahe hai. Aap deewaro se baat karne aaye the?" She asked, narrowing the single eye visible through the door. Karan sighed.
"Dekh, tu iske baare me kisi ko kuch nahi batayegi."
"Ki aap deewaro ko date ke laane poochne aaye the?"
"Nahi!"
"Chatt pe Corbett national park kaike laane bana hai?"
"Tujhe kyu jaan na hai?"
"Aap use hataayenge?"
"Nahi."
"Theek hai. Hum bas Faizi sirji ko batayenge ki aap dee--"
"Aye! Theek hai. Hata dunga, lekin saara nahi."
"Aaj raat tak?"
"Theek hai."
"Hmm. Hum aa rahe hai mess me." She said, closing the door. Suddenly something clicked in his head and he grabbed the door before she could close it.
"Ek minute!"
"Sirji agar aapne pehle jaisa kuch bol Diya to humaara haath-vaath uth jaayega." She said giving him a side eye.
"Tujhe chatt pe kyu jaana hai raat ko?" He asked, watching the color almost drain off her face.
"Sirji...hum..hum exercise karte hai udhar...gym to aap le lete ho har baar."
"Jhooth. Raat ko gym tera hota hai. Subah mera hota hai. Aur raat ko kaun exercise karta hai. Sach bol."
"Uh...vo.."
"Ek minute, ye jaanti pehchaani smell kahan se aa rahi hai?" He said pushing open the door and sniffing the air.
"Monami...ke perfume ki..?" Sanjana asked silently, moving aside.
"Nahi. Ye uske perfume ke smell nahi hai. Yaha pe alcohol kaise aaya? He said pushing aside the curtains in the room, revealing a half empty bottle of beer.
"Ye...kal raat ko aayi..."
"Kyu. Kaun lekar aaya."
"Kyuki chatt pe aapne deolali national park bans rakha hai. Siddhart lekar aaya idhar."
"Tu...aur Siddhart, raat ko...chatt pe daaru peete ho..? Kabse...?" Karan stared at her with wide eyes.
"Yaad...nahi..sirji." she replied staring at the ground, scratching the back of her neck.
"Himmat kaise hui uski! Tere room me tere boxing gloves the na, kahan--"
"Sirji ek minute. Baat sun to li jiye."
"Kya sunu? Meri naak ke neeche, mera cadet, mere commando ko, raat ko, chatt pe, daaru pilata hai?"
"Nahi Sirji, vo humse bolta nahi hai, hum khud...hi..pi lete hai..." she said, her words trailing off as she saw the betrayed expression on his face.
"Ye baat aur kisi ko pata hai?"
"Nahi..."
"Ruk, tu." Karan fumed.
"Sirji. Aapko Monami ke perfume ki khusboo kaise pata hai." She suddenly spoke, making Karan freeze in his place. He turned around, glaring at her. It did not seem to affect her
"...."
"...."
After a long silence, he finally spoke.
"Tune abhi bhi chadha rakhi hai?"
"Nahi Sirji."
"Tere aur Siddhart ke baare me mai kuch nahi jaanta. Daaru Faizi ke liye thi. Mere permit ke saath." He said, forwarding his hand and glaring at her. She smiled back contently.
"Aapko paudhe pasand hai. Aap yahan kabhi nahi aaye the. Monami aur aapke baare me hum kuch nahi jaante." She said, shaking his hand.
"Chal....Sanju. Kal drill me milte hai." Karan said, glaring at her while giving her a small smile. Soon, it became a satisfied smirk as his words wiped the smile off her face.
"Sirji...sorry keh raho hai...sirji!" He heard her as he walked out of the room, smiling.
