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"Batao na yaar Abhi, I'm eager to know..."

"Khaas kuch nahi hai bhai, wohi simple teenage love jaisa hota hai" Abhi blushed. But Darshan isn't a fellow to let it go.

"To wohi simple story sunna chahta hu main, bolo yaar please please, aur details me batana...."

Ye nahi maanega--- Abhi thought and slightly shook his head. "Thik hai aap itna jid kar rahe ho to........" He started elaborating with a shy face...

Abhi's POV

  As you know I belong from a small town of Punjab. My friend circle had always been little and I had no idea about amour, sexuality etc. I mean I was nothing but a typical mama's boy. Cricket was my obsession from childhood, I used to play it everyday in our colony or school premises, because I had no permission to go far  or play with stranger boys. But as I grew older, when my age was near 13 or 14, my playful soul forced to go beyond boundaries, see the unseens and know the unknowns.

  So I started to play in vast cricket playgrounds far from our colony with my school friends and some senior boys too. One day when I reached a certain playground I saw a stylish boy, with worthy phone and sunglasses, came to play. Wheather only plastic bats and balls are our kits, he brought a lot of worthy gloves, pads, bats, stumps and many other kits. All boys are pampering him like servants pamper their boss. Later I got to know he's Bikram uncle's only son Mayank. Bikram uncle was known to me as my dad worked as an employee in his alloy factory which situated in Bhatinda. He's not typical a gov't schooler like us, instead he studies in a reputed school in Bhatinda and three years senior than us.

Mayank and Abhi in 2016

  But he was so humble and friendly with us

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  But he was so humble and friendly with us. He was bowling when I came to bat. I was frazzled before his turbulent googly. So he came behind me and held my hands on bat grip from back.

"Dekh, aise pakadte hain, aur jab bhi ball pair ke paas aaye to yee suuuuuu....uda dena. Thik hai ?" He thought me. I understood ghanta as I was busy to see his teaching style, also I felt something with his touch, I donno what. 

My other friends larked, "arey Mayu bhai Abhi ko trick sikha diya, wo to agle over me hi aapko pitega!"

"Haaaaan!!! Nahi nahi mai kiyu inko pitunga ?"

"Arey buddhu ball pitne ki baat kar raha hai"

From the very first day he nicnamed me 'Buddhu' but never allowed others to call me in that name.

My coming and going became regular in playground. But most of the time I used to skip playing and engaged myself in watching Mayank bowling. He often took us in tea-chat in local tea shop. I didn't like tea that time, one day we were sitting on tea-shop's bench in footpath. As usual I denied to take tea and shared a biscuit with Arsh, our mutual friend. But Mayank...

"Arey peeke to dekh, pyaar ho jayega (winked)... chaye se. Mujhe to lagta hai chaye se pyaara kich ho hi nahi sakta. Apne partner ke sath wo sab candle light dinner ke badle tea-date pe jaana chahiye"

  Saying this he forcefully made me sip tea by himself, infront of everyone. Hmm, it was delicious in taste and sipping tea minimum two times at a day became compulsory for me.

One day unknowingly I came before his cycle and a good clash held, I fell on ground getting an injury in foot. He tried to break but lost balance in hurry and pushed a tree with cycle. I thought he would be angry for getting scratches on his worthy cycle because of me but he rapidly came to me with world's tension in his eyes.

  "Abhi, bohot lagi na tujhe ? Sorry yaar, bohot fast chala raha tha me"

  "Nhi bhai, meri galti hai, main dekhke nahi chala"

   "Chhod wo sab, kahan lagi tujhe ? Dikha..... oh god! Kharoch aa gaya hai, chal clinic pe, uth"

He lifted me with utmost modesty, anyhow I managed to convince him that it's not a serious injury and no need to go clinic. But he didn't let me go home alone, took me in his cycle. Donno why, I felt something something for him, though I didn't know what I'm feeling.

[End of Abhi's POV due to Darshan's interruption]

"Aur phir tumne Mayank se something something wala feeling confess kar liya right ?"

"Bilkul nahi... kya bola maine ? I had no idea about love relationship, homosexuality, Alphas and Omegas etc. Arey ek ladka dusre ladke ko like kar sakta hai mujhe pata hi nahi tha"

"To kaise huaaaa!!!"

That time some shouting footsteps heard in stairs. Dhiren came in living room shouting mess;

"Tumne Shalu se cheat karke bohot badi galti kiya hai Mayank! Iska nateeja acha nahi hoga!"

"Uncle galti tab hota jab me Shalu se pyaar karta, I love Abhi from childhood, aaplog samajhte kiu nahi ?" A rude Mayank replied. Dhiren burned him with eyes for sometime then gnashed at Abhi.

"Chudail!"

His footsteps till main door seem like earthquake. Mayank and Darshan wried their mouth after closing the door.

"Chal Daru, kaam khatam kar lete hain. Aur tum rest karlo Abhi, main online se khana order kar dunga"

"Tu kaam sambhal lena Mayu, mujhe story sunna hai" Darshan made puppy eyes.

"Kaisi story ?"

"Wo kuch nahi" Abhi said, "vaise uncle kya bol rahe the ?"

"He thinks that I send Adi to Shalini to remove her from my life"

"Adi ?" Abhi seems amazed.

"Arey bhabi tum samjhe nahi ? Camping ke raat ko..."

"Oye chup! Chal kaam me lagte hain. Tum room me jao Abhi"   Mayank yelled and went to office room.

"Sorry Abhi, bohot interesting story tha but sachme bohot saara kaam pada hai. Tum ek kaam karo kal Sunday hai, Adi ko lunch pe bula lo. Tum bologe to duty chhodke bhi aa jayega, phir saath me baith kar puri story sunenge"

"Pehle ye batao, Adi ke sath Shalini ka sachme kuch chal raha hai kya ?"

"Nahi pata yaar, Adi se hi puchh lena. Chalta hu"

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Adiraj_B batao kya chal raha hai Shalini ke sath ?🔫

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