Naina and Sameer sat on the smooth surface, their legs dipped into the cold water, hands holding each other tightly. There was tranquility between them, and they enjoyed staring upwards at the luminous stars in the night sky.
"You know, I will miss these two days so much," Naina said in a gloomy tone, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Me too, yeh do din kab guzar gaye pata hi nahi chala, I'm feeling like that sad husband jiska honeymoon end hone aaya hai and then he'll be back with his daily routine." Sameer glanced at his girlfriend with a waggish smile, and She blushed while pressing her nose softly on his arm.
"Mera mann hi nahi ho raha hai yahan se jane ka." She mumbled.
"Mann toh mera bhi nahi hai, but kya kar sakte hai." He replied gloomily.
"We will plan another trip soon," Naina suggested.
"I have one idea, let's get married and go on a long honeymoon." Sameer looked at her mischievously.
"I'm ready." She said in a husky voice.
"Ok then, I will come to meet your family tomorrow and when they'll ask me How will you take my daughter's responsibility, then I will tell your father. I'll feed her stomach with romance and romance because I don't have anything right now to give her except my love." Sameer answered her with a solemn face, and Naina didn't know if it was a joke or a taunt, but She smiled anyway.
"Ek saal baad tum engineer ban jaoge, fir toh aa sakte hona mere se shadi karne?" Naina asked him amusingly.
"Sirf shadi se sab kuch ho jayega?" He asked her, perplexed at her suggestion.
"Kya hona hai?" She questioned.
"Ghar banana, zimmedariya leni, padhai, shadi ke kharche, job?" Sameer said with a slight smile.
Naina took a slow sigh, and wrapped her arm around his elbow, looking up at him with a sweet smile - "See, Mumbai me ghar banana isn't a cup of tea, so it'll take years of hard work to collect money and buy our own house, second, zimmedariya toh jaise abhi nibha rahe hai waise shadi ke baad bhi nibha lege. Pyaar hona important hai do logo ke beech. Third, shadi ka kharcha agar nahi karna toh we can get married in a temple or perhaps court marriage, humare toh dost bhi itne hai ki koi bhi witness ban jayega, aur jaha tak baat Job ki hai toh I know mere talented boyfriend ko kahi bhi achi jagah mil jayegi job because he deserves to be acknowledged as a good employer."
"Naina." Sameer whispered softly, and added - "Tumhe sach me itni jaldi shadi karni hai? Aren't you willing to have a grand wedding?"
"I was joking, but if given a chance I would love to have a low-key marriage, but sirf abhi, ek baar if I'll become a Wedding Planner, I ain't gonna have a simple wedding, because shadi toh life me sirf ek baar hoti hai, woh bhi agar bina dhoom dhaam ke hui toh apne bacho ko batane ke liye kya rahega humare paas?" Naina replied to him with a cute expression while winking at him, and Sameer lightly slapped her forehead.
"Waise, we would have a lot of stories to tell them, but usme se ek bahut mazedar hai." Sameer said amusingly.
"Kaunsi?" She asked him with a confused face.
"Number maang ne wali." He mentioned making her go all red.
They both went into a complete silent zone as they recalled the funny incident.
| Flashback |
Day - 1
Sameer has just returned home after having a hard day at school, and wasn't willing to have more disturbance in his already messed up mood, but who knew His most favorite enemy was standing outside of his home, waiting to double his headache. He heard the soft music of the doorbell, and He already hated the person who invaded his private time. Sighing irately. He stood up and unlatched the door, only to see the pretty-girl giving him her most innocent smile. He bit his inner cheek in ire, and asked her rudely - "Kya chahiye hai? Shakkar? Dhaniya? Dahi?"
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