Juda Hoke Bhi Tu Mujhme Kahin Baki Hai

Part 1

Hi frnds!

Here I am posting the first ever FanFic I penned down. My journey as a writer started with this short story.
You may find a lot of errors.
Kindly excuse.

Complaints and Compliments both appreciated

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Part 1

Bhallas and Iyers were on their toes. Some attending guests, few looking after arrangements, others busy getting ready while there stood Raman Bhalla in a corner shedding silent tears.

That's when he heard Vandu screaming:
"Raman tum yahan ho? Mai tumhe kabse dhoond rahi hun."

Raman quickly wiped the tears and faced Vandu:
"Kya hua Vandu? Kuch kaam tha?"

"Mujhe kya chahiye hoga? Woh hai na tumhari Jhansi Ki Rani! Uska to koi kaam tumhare bina nahi hotha. Patha nahi kal se kya karegi" she said rolling her eyes.

Raman let out a laugh hearing about his JKR
"Ab meri JKR ne kya kiya?"

"Kuch kiya nahi isi baat ki to fikr hai. Muhurtam me sirf ek ghanta bacha hai aur madam hai ke kamra band karke baithi hain. Kehti hai ke Ravan Kumar ayenge to hi darwaza kholungi. Tumhe uska naam JKR nahi Drama Queen rakhna chahye tha. I am telling you nautanki me poori Punjaban bangayi hai. "

"Arrey Vandu, ye baat uske samne mat kehna. Kaatne ko doudegi. Wo pagal khud ko full too madrasan samajhti hai" Raman said laughing.

Bala came running "Arrey Vandu tum yahan Raman se gappe lada rahi ho. Wahan Ishu muh banake baithi hai. Raman yaar please jaao aur apni JKR ko manalo. Mai ladkewala hokar bhi ladkiwalon ke peeche pada hoon. Aur Vandu tum zara jaka dekho ke hamara Dulharaja tayyar hua ki nahi. In donon ke chakkar me ye math bhool jana ke tum dulhe ki taraf se ho."

"Haww Bala...How Selfish! Dulha aur Dulhan donon se mera ek jaisa rishta hai. I never expected this from you Bala" Vandu started her melodrama.

"Vandu mera woh matlab nahi tha. Mai to bas ye keh raha tha ke..."

Bala was in full convincing mode but was interrupted by his darling wife "Mai sab samajhti hoon Bala. Tum ab pehle jaise nahi rahe. Mere gharwalon ko paraya kar diya, ab mujhe bhi paraya kardoge. Ab tum mujhse pehle ki tarah pyar nahi karte..."

She went on complaining when Raman intervened "Oh Hello! Ek minute...Humne guests ko shadi me bulaya hai, tum donon ka mahabharat dekhne keliye nahi. And by the way Barati bhi yahin pe hai aur Ladkiwale bhi. Koun kiski taraf se hai ye shadi ke baad decide kar lena. Filhaal mai chali apni JKR ke paas," he said with an annoyed face.

"Haan Raman tum pehle Ishu ke paas jao. Uske bina shadi bhi to nahi ho sakti," Vandu said worriedly.

Bala mouthed a thanks to Raman for saving him from the accusations of his wife. Raman nodded his head and swiftly made a move upstairs where his JKR was waiting for him.

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"Koun hai? Maine kaha na ke mai darwaza nahi kholungi"

"Oh Hello JKR! Mujhe koi shouk nahi hai tumhara door keeper banne ka. Mujhe aur bhi bahut kaam hai. Darwaza kholna ho to kholo, warna bhaad me jaao"

"Clik" opened the door and there stood his JKR all decked up in a beautiful red saree and ethnic jewelry. Raman was mesmerized at the sight.

"Aise hi ghoorte rahoge ya andar bhi aaoge"

"Kya natak laga rakha hain haan? Ravan Kumar nahi ayenge to darwaza nahi kholungi" Raman mimicked her tone.

"Maine naatak laga rakha hai? Aapko patha hai na mai koi bhi achha kaam karne se pehle aapka chehra dekhti hoon" Ishita said complaining.

"Mera chehra dekh kar tumhara kaam to achha hojata hai. Par mera achha kaam bhi bura hojata hai" he rolled his eyes

"How rude! Insensitive! Paithyon! Ravan Kumar kahin ke"

"Kya wahi purani gaaliyan. Kuch to naya seekho yaar. Jaise mai naye naye tareeqe dhoondta rehta hoon tumhe irritate karne keliye"

"Aapko to sirf mujhe irritate karna aata hai. Kuch achha nahi kar sakte. Aaj meri life ka kitna special day hai, usko bhi kharab kardo"

"Kahe ka special day? Special day pe special lagna chahye. Tum to wahi kapdon ki thaan lapete hue ho"

"Saree...Saree kehte hain isko. Kanjeevaram Saree hai. It's a prized possession you know"said Ishita proudly.
She continued, "And by the way shadi ke function me SAREE HI pehente hain"

"Wo tumhare Chennai me pehente honge SAREE HI. Punjab me aisa nahi hotha. Aur tum Madrasi nahi Punjabi ho. So look like one"

"Ahanhan...Correction Punjabi THI ab Madrasi bannewali hoon" Ishita said smirking.

"Zaat to badal di ab naam bhi badal do. Mujhe kya" visibly annoyed and hurt.

Ishita noticed the pain in his voice, she leaned forward hugging his arm, resting her head on his shoulder and said,"Naam to nahi badlega. Wo kya hai na mujhe apne naam se kuch zyada hi lagao hai. Maine Subbu se bhi baat karli hai. He doesn't have a problem either. Wo dekho mera naam" she pointed towards a big board that displayed the names of the bride and groom to be.

Raman looked at the names carved beautifully in gold:
Ishita Raman Bhalla
Weds
Subramaniyam Iyer

And with no warning a lone tear escaped his eye.

Juda hoke bhi tu mujhme kahin baki hai
Ankjon me banke ansoo tu chali athi hai

----------------To be continued------------

I know its not the right time to stop. Magar suspense ke bina story ka kya maza.

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I hope you enjoyed reading.