Hm : Karishma ..
Ks : Roti sabzi ..chawal our daal ....hm settle himself beside her..and they remained unspoken..
Ks sat one inch closer to her husband..and accidentally their hands brushed against each other..and the coldness of his fingers provoked the fire in her heart..she secretly looked at him .and she tried to distract her mind from her sinfully charming man..but her every attempt to about eye contact with his fascinating features was futile .
Ks : ye raat kitni khubsurat h na haashir..yeh chamakte hue taare..yeh Chand ..yeh sukoon bhari hawa..yeh sunsaan sadak .our pass me aap...
Ks said with starry eyes..
Hm : raat aaj se phele kabhi itni khubsurat nahi lagi..
Ks : our aap bhi nahi..she said in low voice and let out a deep breath..
Hm : aapko pata hai...hamari ek classmate thi use bhi aisi raatein bahot pasand thi..hm remembered the old days of his school..
Ks : thi.??.matlb she was a girl??..and hm hummed with a sweet smile
Hm : yes ...she was a girl ..uska naam Shivani tha ,our use ham pasd the.....hm replied to her normally and suddenly she was feeling a pang of jealousy in her heart..
Ks : acha..aapko kese pata ??ki voh aapko psd karti thi.
Hm : Saudi shift hone se pehle usne hame bataya tha ki ham uske crush hai our use hamara jesa Shohar chahiye h..he said with a broad smile .he always looked at her as a good friend.No special emotion.....
Ks : aapko toh acha laga hoga na yeh sun kr ki use aapke jaisa shohar chahiye tha??.... Ks asked him tersely and hm glanced at her with a surprising look..
Hm : haa..matlb thoda laga tha,woh bahot sincere student thi pure class me..our usse ham pasand aaye?? Bahut surprise hue the ham us waqt .kyuki ham thode se ...shaitani bacho me se ek rahe h .our teacher kahi baar complaint bhi kar chuki thi hamare bare me ....frr bhi use ham me kya acha laga Allah hi Jane ...par sach kahe to uski yaad aati hai kabhi kabhi ...kitni dafa aap hamara tiffin jab gusse fek deti ya kisiko de deti thi ...tb Shivani apna tiffin hame kitni dafa Diya karti thi...uski ammi k haath ka khana hame bohot pasd tha isliye ham kha bhi lete the bade mnn se..our unke woh korme .. mashallah koi jawab nahi tha uska..
Jis tarah hm apni purani yaade bata rahe the Shivani k sath ye ks ko annoying lg rhi thi ..ks apna dupatta ko angrily ks pakd leti h...
Ks : par aapke naseeb me voh nhi hai..ham hai..ks said with sharp voice and he chuckled bitterly
Hm : aap hamare naseeb me hai ya nhi ye toh hame pata nahi lekin ...aap hamare jeene marne ki vajah jarur hai... Hm said with an expressionless face..
Ks : aapka naseeb Allah ne likh Diya hai our usme hamare alawa na pehle koi tha ..na ab hai ...our na aage kabhi hoga ..with a smile..
Hm : arey hamne kab...ik min..aapko jalan ho Rahi hai na..??
Ks : jalan ?? Kyun bhala? Jalan to tab hoti na jab woh dubara aapki zindagi me aati...ab toh woh Saudi me hai ..fikar ki koi baat nahi fr ..with soft voice
Hm : our agar kisi din woh dubara aagayi toh?...he said in amusing tone..as he was literally enjoying this jealousy side of his wife ..
Ks : toh bhi kya?? Aapka nikaah ho chuka hai hamare saath...our hamara koi irrada nahi hai aapko is rishte se aazad karne ka..she said in unfriendly tone..and swung her feet in annoyance..
