He starts laughing and sits on his scooty, clapping his hands.
She also turns back to him giggling.
"haw...haw...haw💓💓💓" he does the heart beating action, teasing her current state and she covers her face with her hands blushing.
"chehra dekho apna...kitna hyper ho rahi ho tum..uss se acha usko call karo and pucho kahan pahuch ke nahi? He tells her.
"arey nahi na jab call aaya toh jitni battery thi sab khatam hogayi." She says looking down.
"arey so mere number se call karlo....pehle bhi toh call kiya tha na." he says handing her his phone.
"actually yeah...thanks" she says and starts searching for th paper.
"tumhare number ke niche ka hi number toh hai...dialed nos ke list mein dekho." He tells her.
"haan..pehle number ke..." She checks the dialed nos list and selects the number just below her number and calls the guy.
While he looks at her smirking, controlling his laugh.
"phir wohi...engaged...okay chalo..ab chalti hu...mujhe bhaagna chahiye" she says handing him his phone back.
"arey par woh aaya toh?" he asks.
"woh aaya toh aaya, ab main kya wait karu apni train miss kar ke." She retorts back.
"apna woh ½ litre formula best hai...chal bye." She says and walks ahead, but then stops as she realizes something. She comes back to him and asks.
"oye...ek minute tumhare pass mera number. kahan se aaya?...maine nahi diya tumhe" she asks him confused.
"woh zaroori nahi hai...tum yeh socho ke, ek number se, tum ussi number pe call kaise kar sakti ho?" he aks her.
"uss number se ussi number pe call nahi lage ga." She says and checks her watch impatiently or else the train would leave.
"how stupid...koi apne number se hi khud ko kyun call karega?...anyway chal bye" she says and walks ahead.
"tumne lagaya!" he shouts out to her from his bike and she stops realizing what just exactly happened there.
"ek baar nahi... do baar" he continues
"iss phone se...yehi number." He says holding out his cell phone. He then giggles and walks up to her. While she stands there shocked.
They both stand face to face, with her glaring at him.
"tumne hi kaha tha na... 'ab usne mujhse milne ko aana chahiye, mujhe propose karna chahiye...phir main decide karungi kya karna hai woh (he quotes her earlier from the day)...so lo...here I am...will you marry me?" he proposes her and smiles at her, while she stands staring at him.
"mere ghar ka address, mujhse hi pucha" he says and she also smiles realizing what exactly happened, earlier in the morning.
"socha ke jaane anjaane mein hi sahi, ab mil gaye hian hi toh... ek naya formula use karte hain ladki se milne ka." He confesses his shenanigans since morning and she smiles at him shaking her head.
"toh ab main yahan hoon...bolo na...will you marry me?" he proposes again.
She gritts her teeth and points finger at him. But then changes her mind and starts hiting him on his arms.
"arey arey kya...arey...dekho aise bhi lag nahi raha hai." he says in between her hits.
"lag nahi raha hai" she says and holds her bag and starts hitting him with her bag.
"oye..oye..oye ..lag raha hai" he shouts between her hits and starts running away from her. She also runs behind him hiting him
"arey tum pagal ho kya?"he shouts running away from her.
" 'Tum' pagal ho kya?" she shouts at him hitting him with her bag
"arey maar kya rahi ho?" he says trying to dodge her hits.
"aise koi karta hai kya?" she yells at him
"oh sorry sorry sorry sorry...sorry" he says and she finally stops hitting him.
"aahh...kitna maarti ho yaar tum" he says rubing his arm. She also hangs her bad on her shoulder and takes a deep breath.
"kya kya...kya zaroorat thi yeh sab karne ki?b" she says gasping for air.
"zarorat thi matab?...tum nahi milte hi pune ki booraayi karne ko shuru kardi?...toh mera punekar ego ko dukkha" he says gasping from all the running.
"haan...shaadi hogaya toh yeh saaara punekar ego... yeh sab aise hi rahega?" she asks still gasping.
"kyun nahi?kyun nahi?kyun nahi rahega?...and agar shaadi hogayi na, toh tumhe bhi proud hona padega pune ke liye...kyunki jab shaadi hojayegi toh tum bhi toh, humare pune ki bahu banajaogi na." he says her, still gasping.
"oye Mumbai ka damaad ban ne wale hoge na toh tumhe bhi kuch shartein manani padengi....samjhe na" she argues gasping.
"woh dekhenge haan" he shrugs off.
"accha?" she taunts him.
"kyunki agar aisa kuch hoga toh mujhe pehle se kuch confirmation chahiye." He says walking ahead an standing.
"kis baat ki confirmations?" she asks standing next to him.
" ki main Mumbai ka damaad banunga iss baat ki confirmations" he states.
"haan!...haan (she says slowly)...haaan main(she says walking ahead)...woh main...meri mom se baat karlungi"she says standing there.
"oye baat karlungi nahi(he says walking up to her)...yeh lo phone abhi ke abhi call karke bolo" He says
"haan toh bolti hu na...main kya darrti nahi hu...meri mom ko hi toh bolna hai" she tries to show that she is bindass and snatches cell from his hand and dails her mom's number and continues saying "kya unko sirf batana haina ke tumse mili hu...yeh lo dekho" and she calls.
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Luv U Mumbai
Narrativa generaleShe 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...
