Sameer stepped out of the washroom after bathing and looked at the bed hoping that his dresses would be there but there was nothing. He disappointed to see the empty room and took out the gray shirt.
A voice came from behind him. "Kya Sameer aap phir se ye gray shirt pahan rahe hai kitni baar kaha hai aap na white ya phir navy blue shirt pahna kariye usme jyada handsome lagte hai... Chodiye ise aur ye shirt pahaniye." Naina handed him a white shirt.
"Haa to tumhe pahle se nikalne chahiye the na mere dress, aaj to mai yahi shirt pahnuga." He replied making a face and he was amandant to wear the gray shirt.
Naina tried to snach the shirt and rolled her eyes at him. "Aap nahi pahnege ye shirt."
"Mai yahi pahnuga." Sameer tightly clutched the shirt in his hands.
Seeing his stubbornness Naina raised her hands, cupped his face, leaned down his face to her height and kissed his one cheek. Sameer was stunned from this unexpected act of his wife and he stared at her in disbelief, that time his hold on the shirt loosened. Seeing this opportunity Naina snatched the shirt from his grip. After a while he realised his wife had fooled him by taking advantage of his weak point.
"Naina mujhe ye shirt do." Sameer growled at Naina who was running away taking his shirt.
"Naina shirt do." He yelled again. And he turned the back but no one was there and his gaze fell on his own hand, he held the gray shirt.
"Nahi hai wo yahan, sirf uski yadein hai... Kyon use yaad kar raha hai...jise tumhari jara bhi fikar nahi hai agar hoti to inn teen dino me ek baar to call zarur karti." His mind rebuked his heart which recalled her.
He was dress up for office sadly after that he looked Naina photo in his wallet and complained. "Naina kya tumhe meri ek baar bhi yaad nahi aati, kya tumhare liye mai itna praya ho gaya ki haal chal bhi nahi pucha sakti.... tumhare liye sach me mere pyaar ki koi importance nahi hai ." He was fumed and looked his mobile on the bed then said to her photo. "bina bataye gayi ho tum...to sabse pahle tum call karogi mai nahi karne wala aur na hi tumhe lene jane wala hun suna tumne... agar mann karega to aa jana... nahi to padi rahna wahan."
He closed his wallet out of rage and stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him.
On the other hand, Naina was sitting on the dining table for breakfast but she did not feel like eating anything.
"Naina itni chup kyo hai aur kha kyo nahi rahi... sab teri pasand ka hai." Preeti asked in a concern voice.
"Kha to rahi hun." Naina replied putting a spoon of kheer in her mouth.
"Teri jijaji se baat to hui hai na." She worried to see her dejected face.
"Haa kal raat hui thi." After sometime she got up and said. "Mai room me jaa rahi hun."
"Ajeeb hai thoda sa khaya aur chali gayi." Preeti surprised.
In the room, Naina wiped her tear and apologized for lying to Preeti in alone. "Sorry Preeti tujhse jhuth bola... meri Sameer se koi baat nahi hun, infact unhone bhi teen din ho gaye phir bhi call nahi kiya hai...Lagta hai bahut naraz hai... mujhe laga tha mere bina nahi rah payenge aur kal lene aa jayenge par na to lene aaye aur na hi call kiya...aisi bhi kya narazgi hai Sameer." Her voice choked thinking about his anger.
"Mai har raat ko phone ke paas baithati hun iss ummeed me ki aap call karenge Sameer par nahi aata call aur meri himmat nahi ho rahi call karne ki... aapka number to laga leti hun par dial ka button nahi daba pati...ab aur ye dard bardasht nahi hota Sameer." And gathering the courage to face his anger, she came out of the room and dialed his number.
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Hamara Pyaar
FanfictionThis is my first story of samaina. It's a 2000's era story. Then - Sameer Maheshwari was 22 years old and Naina Agarwal was 18 years old. Both studied in the same college where Sameer was in his last year of post graduation and Naina was in her firs...
