"huh" he starts looking around and a few people are staring at him...he gives a awkward smile and sits on his chair "mere coffee ke bhi paise de do na...main deta hu baadmein" he pleads like a kid
"baadmein kab?" she asks.
"matlab abhi 5-10 minute mei deta hu" he says.
"kaise?" she questions.
"(he stands up checking his capry's pockets )arey kaise matlab..ab(finds atm card )...kaise matlab mere pass atm card hai" he says with a huge smile.
"account mein paise hian?" she questions with a straight face.
"paise hain...account mei paise hain!...kya paise paise kar rahi ho...ek minute...kya ladki hai paisa paisa paisa(he murmers to himself the later part while removing his wrist watch)...yeh lo jab tak main paisa deta nahi tab tak yeh watch rakho apne pass...lo...(just in few seconds starts tying the wrist watch again)kya yaar Mumbai ki ladki...vishwass nahi hai kisi pe (she forwards her hand to him) kya?.."
" de rahe the na watch?" she asks him.
"hein" he stares at her shocked and she does the give action with her hands.
ATM
"Yeh lo paise!...aur ab tum mujhe 17 rs change do..and pehle mera watch do!" he says giving her the money and taking his watch
"seriously insaaniyat ke liye ccd tak chodne aata hu toh coffee ka bhi hisab rakhte hain...calculations mein pakki ho haan ek dum" he blabbers wearing his watch
"20rs" she says giving the note
"hump...yeh lo(he thrusts 3 rs coins in her hand) tum na chartered accountant ho pakka" he says putting change in his pockets.
"main fashion designer hu" she says keeping the money in purse
"acha ...acha acha okay(sitting on the railings)...isliye tabhi who 32-28-36 hiana...not bad(checking her out)" he says
"woh mere client ke measurements hain...mere nahi" she says in strict voice and glaring at him
"haan woh toh samjha mujhe...anyways puneke fashion ke baaremei kya khayal hai?(he asks spreading his arms ...full srk style)
"out dated hai" she says and walks aways
"oye kya boli kya boli" he asks following her
And they walk along arguing about fashion sense of Mumbai and fashion sense of pune.
"oh hello tumhare Mumbai ke pass khudka bolne ke liye kya hai?"
"sorry" she asks confused.
"you should be...kolhapur ki chappalein, Nagpur ke oranges waise tumare Mumbai ke pass khudka bolne ke liye kya hai?...samundar(sea)..huh...khaare paani ka(that too salty)?...ek woh western culture ko hatt do, toh tumhare pass khudka bolne ke liye kuch bhi nahi hai" he completes his speech and starts walking while she keeps glaring at his back. After a few steps comes in backward direction next to her.
"kya hua kuch bolne ko bacha nahi hai kya tumhare pas?" he asks her teasingly
"are you a virgin?" she asks and he gives her a shocked look and starts looking around
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Luv U Mumbai
General FictionShe has a day trip to Pune for an important work. He is more interested in a chance to bat in the gully cricket match She asks him for directions of an address. They end up together for the day as they walk around Pune together, having fun, talking...
