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CHAPTER 3. AAMCHI MUMBAI

 "Toh Mumbai Darshan ke liye taiyaar?", Purvi looked up at him all smiling.

Dushyant smiled back at her and nodded his head.

"Toh bacchu. Ab dekhte hain kisme kitna hai dam! Ab is train mein ghus kar dikhaao toh jaane!", Purvi smiled naughtily and nodded at him.

Dushyant gulped looking up at the fully-filled train just leaving from the dadar station and exclaimed "Array, yeh kaise hoga!!!!"

Purvi laughed loudly and said, "Koi baat nahin, main hoon na! A local mumbai ki mulgi! Main banungi tumhari Knight in shining armour!". Talking loudly, she grabbed his hand and dragged him near the central railway station platform.

"Vaise, hum bus se bhi ja sakte hain, but I wanted you to have the most authentic Mumbai experience! Toh mumbai aaye aur train mein baithe nahin toh kya kiya!", she said.

"Okay Madam!", Dushyant smiled down at her. "How far is India gate from here?"

"About 1500 kilometres!", Purvi responded with a straight face.

"What???????", Dushyant stared at her open-mouthed.

"Haan! So, India gate, Delhi is about 1500 kms from here na...", she said and laughed at him.

"I think you mean Gateway of India, buddhu!", Dushyant received a sudden friendly pat on the head from her. He looked at her, all pouting and confused.

"Gateway of India is 45 minutes to the Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus and then we walk. Be warned, there will be people!", Purvi tried to tease him again, seeing his state.

"That I can guess, looking at the sea of people right here!", Dushyant stood flabbergasted at the local pedestrian traffic around him filling every inch of available space in the station.

"Ab dekho, woh train aa rahi hai. Usmein jaldi se ghusna hai. Peeche mat reh jaana!", she shouted loudly over the melee as the next train reached the platform.

Finally, they managed to take the train to Gateway of India station and arrived there on time. Clicking a lot of pictures and taking boat rides, they had lunch at the Taj.

Evening, Sanjay Gandhi National Park, Mumbai

As Purvi's phone beeped, she looked at Dushyant who was walking slightly ahead totally mesmerized by the park's beautiful views.

******Tum theek ho?Kuch pata chala?******

******Main theek hun. Yeh dasvi baar message kar rahe ho tum! Bharosa nahin hai kya mujh par?******

******Tum par khud se bhi zyaada bharosa hai Purvi, jaanti ho tum! Par us chuchundar par nahin hai******

******Kyun, maine use handsome kaha tha, isliye tum use aise naam de rahe ho? 😆😆😆******

******Mazak band karo tum. Mujhe us insaan pe ratti bhar bharosa nahin hai. Isliye apne peeche baayin taraf dekho tum.....******

As Purvi turned around to glance, her mouth turned into a thin line showing that she was angry...

******Maine mana kiya tha na?******

******Haan, par main tumhaari bahut chinta kar raha tha. Bus isliye. Ab jahaan tum vahaan main!******

Despite herself, Purvi smiled a bit at his concern and texted, *******Paglait kahin ke!******

***Ab jo bhi kaho , hun toh tumhaara hee ❤️❤️***

***Purvi, aage upar dekho! Dhyaan se.....******

As Purvi looked up just in the nick of time, she stared open-mouthed at what she saw in front of her..........

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They had reached a somewhat isolated area of the National Park and what she saw ahead made her stop in her tracks. Dushyant was ahead, his front facing her with a gun in his hand. His expression was cold and calculated though not evil.

"Kisse baat kar rahi thi tum Purvi?"

Purvi, trying to stall him, slowly started walking backwards.....

"Yeh tum kya kar rahe ho Dushyant?", her hands were behind her back in a fist rotating as if prepping to hit him.

"Main jo bhi kar raha hun, tum kya kar rahi ho Purvi? Itni der se dekh raha hun, tum pal, pal ki khabar kisi ko de rahi ho. Aur kyun?Kaun ho tum?"

"Yahi sawaal agar main tumse karun toh? Tumhaare pass yeh gun-chuppa ke laaye ho kya Malaysia se?", she counter-questioned, while still going slowly backwards. Her aim was to find a tree to rest her back for an impetus kick.

"Pehle tum seedhi khadi raho ek jagah pe. Yahaan aas-pass koi nahin hai toh mujhe goli chalaane mein koi hichkichahat nahin hogi. Aur seedhe reh kar mere sawaal ka jawaab doh!", Dushyant said in a threatening voice...

Purvi stopped as she spied a small boulder out of the corner of her eyes. Aiming one foot at the boulder, she suddenly gave a flying kick towards the gun with her other foot. But Dushyant was too quick for her, he leaped out of the way as her kick went up in the air.

Dushyant got up with fury locking the gun directly at her heart.

"Ab agar tumne mere sawaalon ka jawaab nahin diya, toh main yeh goli tum par daag dunga...", he said with malice in his voice.

"Itni bhi kya jaldi hai Mhashayay?", a loud voice filled the air from behind his back as Purvi smirked and gave a thumps-up to the person.

"Ab tum apni gun neeche rakho nahin toh meri gun se tumhaari haalat patli hone waali hai!", the guy shouted with anger boiling on his face. "How dare you speak to Purvi like that?"

"Tum jaise logon se toh aise hee baat karni chahiye!"

"Hum jaise matlab?Aur gun neeche..abhi ke abhi..", the guy said, poking his gun in Dushyant's back.

"Kavin..sambhal kar. Humein yeh zinda chahiye,", Purvi's warning voice rang out as she took out her own gun.

"Zinda toh tum log nahin bachne waale ab", a woman's voice suddenly rang out from behind Purvi as she aimed a kick at her.

Dushyant smirked and said to himself, "Meri Ishita, nahin reh paayi na mujhe follow kiye bagair!"

"Purvi!!!!!!", Kavin shouted as he lurched forward trying to save her.

As a result of this sudden movement, Dushyant also lunged forward and the lady jumped towards him trying to offset his fall. "Dushyant...... bacho!!!!!!!", she shouted as he fell down.

Purvi and Dushyant immediately got up, holding guns in their outstretched hands and looked directly at each other....

Kavin and Purvi were facing Dushyant and Ishita now. All four had guns in their hands pointing towards each other. Suddenly a shot rang out and a cry filled the air........

~To be continued~
Dedicated to tanya_Sinha88. Lo g aapka update . Bataayiega kaisa laga....