Kahaaniyan: Moran OS Collection

5- Cave Ki Baat

CAVE KI BAAT:

Note: This is after Kaizi scene where Karan tells Faizi that Monami didn't remember anything from the night in the cave.

Karan sighed for the millionth time, as he threw the ball to the wall, catching it as it bounced back.

Faizi turned to him, fed up with the constant sighs. "Janaab, nahi yaad ab use, toh theek hai. Dobara bol do, na? Yahan baithkar dewaar mein ched karne ki koshish karne se kya use yaad aa jaayega."

Karan scowled, turning to him. "Wo itni important baat kaise bhool sakti hai, yaar? Wo behosh bhi kaise ho sakti hai?"

"Thand ke kaaran behosh ho gayi, Karan. Ab us mein uski kya galti hai?" Faizi said.

Karan threw the ball at him harshly. "Tu kya uski side liye jaa raha hai?"

"Janaab, hum toh apni Bhabhi jaan ki side par hi hain. Aur aapki bhalayi isi mein hai, ki aap bhi unhi ki side par aa jaaiye, warna bhukatna aapko hi padega", he said.

"Jaan mat bol", Karan said, throwing a pillow over to him.

"Karan, tum humse jal rahe ho?" Faizi asked, throwing the pillow back over to him. "Bhabhi bol rahe hain hum use."

"Toh jaan kyun add kar raha hai?"

He sighed, frustrated. "Theek hai, nahi bolte. Monami. Okay?"

"Better", he said, sighing again. "Yaar, use kuch yaad hi nahi."

"Karan, toh ek aur baar bol do", Faizi said. "Pyaar ka izhaar hi toh karna hai."

"Baat ek aur baar bolne ki nahi hai", he said. "Use yeh kyun nahi yaad?"

Faizi just sighed again, tossing him the ball and Karan returned to his game in silence, scowling.

A knock sounded on the door and the two men looked up, finding Monami standing in the doorway.

"Monami", Faizi said. "Tum yahan kaise?"

"Wo... wo mujhe Karan se kuch baat karni thi", she said, playing with her ring as she walked in.

"Haan, haan, karo, karo. Use bhi tumhe kuch kehna tha", Faizi said.

Karan's eyes darted to Faizi, wide eyed, and Faizi jerked his head to her, giving him a meaningful look. He shook his head, scowling at him.

'Bol do', he mouthed furiously.

Monami looked between the two confusedly, and the two men stopped before Faizi dashed out of the room.

Karan stood up, grabbing a chair and gesturing for her to sit.

'Maine iss forehead par kiss bhi kiya tha. Kya soch rahi hogi?' He thought, as he sat down on the bed again, staring at her. 'Sunane aayi hai kya yahan? Kitna ajeeb laga hoga ise.'

"Tumhe kuch kehna tha", she said.

"Uh, tum pehle", he said.

Monami shook her head. "Shayad jo mujhe poochna hai, uska jawab hi hai jo tumhe kehna hai."

"Matlab? Tumhe... tumhe pata hai mujhe kya kehna hai?" Karan asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Nahi. Bolo. Kya baat hai?" She asked. "Is it about the cave?"

"Tumhe yaad hai cave mein kya hua?" He asked hopefully.

"Nahi. Wahi poochne aayi thi ki kya hua tha", she said.

He sighed again, shaking his head.

"Par tum batao. Kya kehna tha tumhe? Yeh cave waali baat important nahi hai."

"Wahi toh important hai", he muttered.

"Kuch kaha tumne?" She asked.

"Kuch suna tumne?" He asked.

"Nahi", she said. "Kya bolna tha tumhe?"

"Haan, wo... wo actually, mujhe... mujhe tumse kehna tha ki..." He rubbed his forehead, before looking at her face. She was listening intently, and he froze, staring at her beautiful features.

"Karan", she said, snapping her fingers in front of his eyes, and he shook his head slightly, getting out of his daze. "Bolo, na?"

"Haan, wo mujhe kehna tha ki I..." He trailed off. He took a deep breath. "Main... tumse..."

A knock sounded on the door, and Karan almost pulled his gun, wanting to pull the trigger and catching the person who had interrupted them straight in the forehead. Ustaad ji stood in the doorway, huffing out slightly.

"Kya hua, Ustaad ji?" Monami asked.

"Wo... Wo Karan Sir ji se kuch kaam tha", Ustaad ji said, clearly remembering the order of not involving the cadets. He stood up, moving after him, as he told him, Faizi meeting halfway.

It was about an hour later that Karan and Faizi walked back to their room.

"Bata diya, Janaab?" Faizi asked.

He deflated, sighing sourly. "Ustaad ji aa gaye."

Faizi kept a hand on his face, laughing. "Janaab, Allah aapki madad karna chahte hi nahi."

"Yaar, Faizi. Yahan use kuch yaad aa nahi raha, pyaar karta hoon wo dikh nahi raha use, aur ab tu aur aa jaa jale par namak chidakne ke liye", Karan said.

"Karan, tum se pehle use pyaar dikh gaya tha. Galti uski nahi, tumhaari hai. Khud izhaar hota nahi hai tumse, aur jab usne kiya tha, toh itna bhi nahi samjhe ki tum usse pyaar karte ho."

He scowled, ducking his head a little. He glanced at Faizi. "Har baar ek hi cheez kyun bolta rehta hai tu?"

"Achha, Janaab. Nahi bolenge. Aap muh mat banaiye. Kya chahiye aapko humse?"

"Help kar de, na?"

"Wo toh nahi hoga humse", Faizi said, laughing. "Ab Allah mia hi nahi chahte ki aap izhaar-e-ishq kare, toh iss naacheez se umeed kyun rakh rahe hain?"

"Faizi", he said, as he walked off. "Faizi!"