A - Haa toh mujhe kyu bol rahe ho...ye jisne diya h usko bolo na
D - are toh wahi toh puch raha hoon ki ye kisne diya hai par tum meri baat suno tab na
A - O acha Haan! Sorry sorry...main btati hoon
Meanwhile she was cooking story in her mind that what to tell then she said - Woh actually mere friend nd di...she was busy and I was passing hereby so she gave it to me and told me to parcel here
D - ohh! Toh kal raat yha kyu aayi thi tum
A - Whatt...main yahan...who said
D - you
A - Hein
D - Are abhi toh tumne thodi der pehli bola tha ki Mera bas chalta toh kal raat bhi main khud hi rakhti
A - acha woh...are nhi woh meri friend ne ye parcel krwaya tha bas use dar tha ki delivery boy kahi kuch gadbad na kar de isiliye woh chaahti thi ki main rakhoon but ay the same time usne kaha ki security andar nhi jaane degi isiliye usne parcel karwaya
D - acha...toh ek min...ye abhi aur raat wala same person ka h??...toh alag alag kyu aaya
He asked raising his eyebrows.
A - Are reh gaya hoga glti se mujhe kya pta...ye tum usse hi puchna...mujhse kya puch rahe ho...aur agar tumhara sawaal jawaab ho gya ho toh m jaa rhi
D again stopped her by helding her hands. A again got numb. She really was feeling so much guilty because of lying to him. And she didn't want to lie to him anymore so she was trying to escape from there ASAP but he wasn't letting her go and this was continuously making her more annoyed but also happy lil bit somewhere that atleast she would talk to him. As he held her hand,
A - Ab kya hua
D - aise kaha bhaage jaa rahi ho...pehle mujhe uske baare me btao aur usse milwao
A - Tumhe kyu milna hai usse
D - Tumhe kyu btau
A - Acha Ji...mera hi dialogue mujhpe hi aajma rahe ho...may btao...dost meri hai...main bhi nhi btaungi...simple...aur pehle mera hath chhodo
D immediately left her hands and said - Bohot ajeeb ladki ho tum...are mujhe usse milna hai aur thank you kehna hai...aur kya
A - Thank you toh main bhi use bol dungi
D - Are main mere sare cutiepies se milna chahta hoon...aur tumhari dost se bhi...aur ek min...are you Jealous
A - whatt... Jealous?...and me?... jealousy my foot
D - Toh phir usse milne kyu nhi de Rahi...ya phir kahi ye gift box tumne hi toh nhi diya and chhipa Rahi ho mujhse
A was numb now. She said - Aisa kuch nhi hai thik hai...main kaise milwaun usse haa...tumhi batao...mujhe yaha se jaane doge tab toh main usko bolu ki tum usse milna chaahte ho
D - Acha...kya pata ki tum jao aur usse kuch kaho hi na
A - Toh kya karoon main...tumhi batao
D - Simple...use call Karo
A - Haa kar rahi hoon...ek min
Then she realised what she said in hesitation. Then again she said - woh abhi college me hogi...main nahi kar sakti abhi use call
D - Toh mujhe uska number do...main khud baat kar lunga usse
A - Number...aur tum baat karoge usse...heinnnnn...aisa kaise ho sakta hai...ek celebrity...mtlb kuch bhi...maje le rahi ho haa
D - O Madam...main kisi ke maje nhi le rahe...mere paas faltu time nhi hai faltu logon ke maze lene ka
A - oo faltu insaan...kisko faltu bola(she got hurt a lil bit)
And she said nothing and started to walk away from there. She really got hurt by hearing these words even from his all time favourite person.
D held her hands again. A turned back and said - kya hai...mujhe koi shauk nhi h tumhara time waste karne ka...jaane do mujhe
D - uska number do aur jao yha se... simple
A found it rude and said - I don't have her number. Woh meri friend ko bhi kisi ne diya tha and usne mujhe diya...toh tum uska number lekar kya karoge
All this time, D observed her that she was talking straightforward now with no expressions. He found it weird.
D - are tum do na...main baat kar lunga usse aur pata kar lunga...kisne diya hai aur kisne nhi...aur tumhe number Dene me kya jaa raha hai...tumhe sach me toh jealousy nhi ho rhi
A said nothing and gave him her number and said - after 1 hour u can call her. She is in college right now
D - ohkk...now u can go
A started walking away with no expressions and somewhere her eyes were becoming moist. D thought she might be hurt by his words. He was just seeing her going then he decided her to stop and say sorry for his rude behaviour.
D - Heyy(shouting)
A didn't respond and increased her speed
D started walking behind her but till then, she already took an auto and went. D felt guilty for her. Here Anjali was tensed and at the same time hurt by his words. She was tensed because what she would say now to Ritu. And hurt because of his words and of continuously lying to him. She almost deceived him and was making him fool but also she hadn't any choice. She didn't want to reveal her identity as fangirl in front of him otherwise he would treat her like other fangirls. But she didn't want this all. She went home straight and as Ritu opened the door, she entered in closing the main door behind her. She held Ritu's hands and made her sit on the sofa and sat beside her. She was panting and saying - Mujhe...tuj...tujh...tujhse kuch...kuch...kuch baat karni hai
R - aaram se aaram se...pehle saans le le phir bol Lena
After sometime, R - haa ab bol kya hua
A - pehle bol tu gussa nahi hogi
R - Teri tabiyat toh thik hai na...aaj ye tu mera dialogue kaise bol rahi hai aur woh bhi aisa dialogue jo tujhe pasand nhi
A - Abe yrr...Main mazak ke mood mein bilkul bhi nhi hoon
R - acha acha bol kya hua
A - Are maine Darshan ko tera number de diya hai
R - Matlab??
A - arre matlab hua kuch yun ki...
And she narrated everything to her in brief.
R - whatt...tu pagal ho gayi hai kya...tune usko mera number kyu de diya
A - toh aur kya karti...mere paas aur koi choice hi nahi thi
R - are pagal toh use kuch bhi bahaana maar deti na...ye sab bolne ki kya jarurat thi
A - are phir last mein maine usko bola bhi ki tujhe bhi tere kisi dost ne diya hai...aisa karke phir bhi woh zidd kar raha tha...aur tu toh jaanti hai na...are nhi...I mean tu kaise jaanegi...woh bohot ziddi hai and usne Jealousy ki baat bhi chhed di thi...aur toh aur main usse aur behes nahi karna chaahti thi
R - Kya kaha tune...tu aur behes nahi karna chaahti thi...behes karne mein toh tu bohot maahir hai...aur woh bhi apne favourite person se behes nahi karna chaahti thi...ye baat kuch hazam nahi hui
A - Abe yrr mera mtlb usse aur jhuth nahi bolna chaahti thi...aur ye kya hai...chhod na woh sab...maine use tera number de diya hai bas...aur ab aage tujhe ye dekhna hai ki bas use meri sachai na pata chale...bas
R - arre toh main isme kya kar sakti hoon
A - arre simple hai...sun mere paas ek idea hai...tu usko bolna ki teri ek friend hai uski behen ne usko Diya andddd since uski flight thi sobwoh nhi aa paati so usne mujhe diya and maine isko de diya...aur dekh yha se do cheezein aayengi...ya tih woh confused hokar reh jaayega ki kisne kisko Diya phir kuch bolega hi nhi ya toh usko call karne ko bolega then bol dena ki hum utne bhi ache dost nhi h...bas college me sath me padhte the etc etc...karke tu aage nikal dena...ohk?
R - Uhhh...ye mujhe kaha fasa diya yrr...Darshan aur Anjali dono ke beech laa diya mujhe
A - arre don't worry babes...kuch nahi hoga aur ye tu beech me kya baat kar rahi hai
R - are tum dono ke beech me mujhe bhoolkar bhi nhi aana aur kya
A - aur kabhi aane ka sochna bhi mat warna mujhse bura koi nhi hoga...ye tu already jaanti hai
R - chal chal nikal na..main toh aaungi
A - I am tired out of hell..so I am gonna sleep.
R got hurt a lil bit but only if the thing that Anjali still gives more priority to her love than her best friend. But she knows too that how Darshan has been saviour for her and took out her from one of the most difficult situations she has faced and also brought a smile on her face when she used to cry day and night. So obviously he would be her everything for her.
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SAFAR
FanfictionThis story "SAFAR" is about a decision between love and friendship; A story of a fangirl Anjali Sahni and India's singing sensation Darshan Raval. Fans want to meet him and hug him at least once but Anjali doesn't want so. She doesn't want to reveal...