Kaisi yeh Yaariyan Season 3

Chapter 71

Nandini was pacing up and down, on the pavement in front of the non-descript mobile shop, the only one within walkable distance from her house. The day had begun on a sordid note and it seemed to her that the rest of it would continue to be crappier. We call it the ripple effect. You throw a stone in water and the ripples spread far and wide. That was what he was, Neel Dixit.. A piece of useless rock that could only be hurled at someone or something. He had unsettled her perfectly calm life.

She looked at her watch.. 5 more minutes to 9. Each minute felt like eternity , like someone was stretching them like an elastic. Of course she couldn't go to school, not with this mindset, not when there was so much more to unfold all through the day. She could not tell the truth as well. On another day, she would have simply called off sick, but today, even her phone was dead. So she had sent a mail to her nasty principal stating that she would be absent because she was down with viral fever. But the thing was, no one communicated via mails in her school & so she wasn't sure he would check his mail and even if he did, he would be suspicious. After his public showdown at Manik's hand on Friday, she was sure even her tiniest of mistakes would be blown way out of proportion.

A huge wave of relief washed over her as soon as she saw the young shopkeeper lift the front shutter.

"Bhaiya, mera phone na gir ke tut gaya hai. Isko jaldi se thik kar do na...aur agar nahi ho to ek naya phone dedo." Her face could tell her urgency.

The shopkeeper, perhaps in his early 20s was just about waiting for this girl to walk in. He had the instructions loud and clear. He had been categorically told to repair her old phone and do the maneuvering on it. But the boy was smarter, he knew he could do the same thing on a new phone too. Why then should he leave the chance to grab some easy cash from Nandini. If only he had thought that his greed could screw innocent lives.

"Dekho madam, yeh wala replace karoge to 1 din lagega, naya phone loge to abhi mil jayega." It would cost her a lot of money, but money was secondary now, she just needed a phone ASAP.

"Naya hi dedo, zyada mehenga mat dena, 10-12 hazaar mein jo phone aata hai, dedo"

"Madam phone to de denge but ek problem hai"

"Kya problem???" Now what, Nandini thought.

"Madam yeh phone to tut chuka hai, iska data back up to nahi liya hoga tumne, to saaraa data loss ho jayega"

"Oh God!!! " how could she lose years' worth of data, pics and songs.. All her precious memories were captured there. "Are bhaiya kuch karo na, data recover nahi ho sakta kya...tum to in sab mein expert ho, kuch karo na" She was almost pleading him now.

The guy pretended to be thinking hard, when he already had it all sorted in his head. "Ek kam kar sakte hain.... Google drive se recover ho sakta hai... apka gmail password lagega"

"Awesome, to do na, let me login"

"Are ajeeb ho madam, phone to tuta hai, usko system mein lagake data retrieve karna parega. Tumko password likhke dena parega yahan."

"Password kaise dedun? Password aise share nahi kar sakte na..."

"To fir data back up bhool jao. Dekho main tumko help karne ki koshish kar raha hun. Data back up lena mera kam nahi hai, fir bhi main kosish karta, par agar tumko lagta hai ki main tumhara password leke tumhara damage karunga, to sorry main nahi help kar sakta..."

Nandini thought for a while. It was angerous to share password with anyone, let alone a shopkeeper. But she needed the data urgently and besides, she could reset her password any time, so may be it wasn't such a bad idea. She scribbled the password down on a piece of paper and gave it to the guy.