Diya's POV
" Boy you know I want your love
Your love was handmade
for somebody like me
I might be crazy don't mind me
Say girl let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and
put that body on me
Come on now follow my lead
Come.. come on now follow my lead...ummmmm...
I'm in love with the shape of you
Push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I am love with your body
Last night you were in my room
Now my bedsheet smell like you
Everyday discovering something brand-new
I'm love with shape of you
C'mon be my baby c'mon
C'mon be my baby c'mon..."
Yes, you are thinking right it's Chhoti who is dancing and I in the kitchen having a protective shelter. I just don't want to break my bones before my wedding.
" Kya hua?" (What happened?) Maa asked me.
" Chhoti nach rahi hai." (Chhoti is dancing) I said.
" Tumhe Kya hua? Yaha kyun bethi ho?" (What happened to you? Why are you sitting here?) She asked me.
" Ager usne mujhe dekh liya to mujhe bhi uske sath monkey dance kerna parega." (If she finds me out then I will have to do the monkey dance with her) I said and maa laughed.
" Chhodo bacchi hai." (Leave it. She is just a kid) maa said. I sighed.
" Maasi kaha hain?" (Where is maasi?) I asked maa.
" Garden mai hai. Tumhare Dadi k sath chess khel rahe hai." (She is in the garden playing chess with your grandma) she said. I was about to answer her but another shot of music started.
" Tu hogi one to two
O kudiye what to do
O hogyi munde di
tu turu turu turu..
Patanga vargi
Tu ainwayi udd do
O hogyi munde di
tu turu turu turu
Hila de chaldi
Tuk tuk tu kerdi
makeup tu kerdi yaar
Angrezi padrti
Git pit tu kerti
Jimme queen Saadi Victoria
Tu ghanti big ban di
Poora London thumakda
O jadoo nachche pehn di
Poora London thumakda."
I facepalmed. She was dancing like a real monkey now. Suddenly the music stopped. She stopped this early!!!
" Kya ho raha hai?" (What is happening?) I heard Raveena buaa. I looked at Mom and we both ran out of the kitchen.
" Sangeet ki taiaari, buaa g. Chaliye aap bhi ajaiye." (Preparation of sangeet. Come on you join me) chhoti said to buaa. She just glared at Chhoti which as always didn't effect on Chhoti.
" Thik hai ager aap ko nahi aana to maat aiye." (Alright, if you don't want to join then don't) she said. " Lekin..." (but...) Chhoti said and leaned a bit closer to Buaa g. Buaa g leaned back. " But... Tu cheez badi hai mast mast tu cheez badi hai mast." Chhoti started to sing and dance circling around her. I was pressing my lips hard to stop myself from laughing. I saw MAA doing the same.
" The music won't stop, buaa g. Meri Dee ki Shaadi hai." (Wedding of my Dee) she said and last line she sang as 'mere yaar ki Shaadi hai.' I looked down to stop myself from laughing out loud.
" Tu cheez badi hai mast mast
Tu cheez badi hai mast." Chhoti kept dancing.
" Dee!!!" She said. God!!! She found me.
" Nah!!! I am not dancing." I said to her.
" Kyun nahi?!!" (Why not?!!) She asked me.
" I have back pain." I said acted a bit.
" Accha? Kaha hai? Mujhe dikhao." (Is that so? Where is it paining? Show me.) She said coming towards me.
" Nahi tum dance karo na, main yehi bethi hoon." (No, you dance. I am sitting here) I said.
" Dee, Kya.." (Dee, what's - ) she couldn't finish her words as the doorbell rang.
" Main dekhti Hoon." (I will check it) I said and walked towards the door. As soon as I opened the door I found Divya in her uniform standing there. I smiled widely.
" You look stunning . Even in your uniform." I said to her and she rolled her eyes. This girl never trusts me. Am I lying!!! She is divine beauty. I sighed looking at her facial expression. Her lips were twisted in disappointment and disagreement.
" Haat raste se." (Move away from my way) she said and pushed me back. She entered and closed the door.
" Tired?!" I asked her and she rolled her eyes.
" Abhi abhi land kiye. 45 minutes pehle." (Just landed. 45 minutes back.) She said and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. We reached the living room. She saw everyone there.
" Hi, phupi." She said to my mom. I don't know why she prefers to call phupi instead of Buaa.
" Hello, beta." Maa said.
" Hello, aunty." Divya said to buaa g.
" Hmm, hello." Buaa g said.
" Hi, little strawberry muffin." Divya said to Chhoti just to irritate her.
" I hate you." Chhoti said. Divya chuckled.
" Paani." I handed Divya water.
" Thanks, yaar." She said.
" Lunch?" I asked her.
" Haan." (Yes) she answered. " Hungry as hell." She said and I chuckled.
" Kya ker rahe ho, Chhoti." Divya asked her. (What are you doing, Chhoti?) Divya asked Chhoti.
" Preparing for Sangeet." She answered.
" Very well." Divya said.
" Go get fresh. Then talk." I said to her and she nodded. She stood up and went to upstairs. Soon she came back changing into some comfortable clothes.
" I am starving." Divya announced. I chuckled.
" Chaal. Lunch ready hai." (Let's go. Lunch is served) I said.
" Haan, chaal." (Yes, let's go.) She said. We had our lunch. Then maasi talked with Divya for a while. Then we trio walked towards my room. Chhoti, Divya and me.
" So tired." Divya said and jumped on my bed.
" Main bhi." (Me too.) Chhoti said and she followed Divya. I shook my head at their childishness. I sat beside them and turned on the TV. They both slept soon but I was awake. Lazily staring at the TV screen. Suddenly I felt thirsty and turned off the TV. I walked towards downstairs. Then I heard some noise. Someone shouting. As I took some steps and found buaa g shouting. Why is she shouting now!!!
" Kaab bologe un logo ko? Ya phir chhupa rahe ho unse?" (When will you tell them? Or just trying to hide from them?) Buaa g said.
" I am not at all interested in talking to you in this topic." I heard baba.
" Achha?!" (Really?) She asked. "Ziyaada din chhupa to nahi sakta tum." (You can't hide it so long) Buaa g said.
" Main chhupa nahi raha hoon. Buss thori time chahiye. Aap tension maat lo hum kuch bhi nahi chhupayenge." (I am not hiding it. I need some time. You don't worry. We won't hide anything.) Baba said.
" Better." She said and left. What were they talking about!!! What they were not hiding!!! What was that!!!
" Ram g, W. W. W. Her!!!" I heard Divya behind me.
" What!!!" I asked her.
" What's wrong with her?!" She said and I sighed.
" Don't know." I said shrugging.
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TJL#14# She Is The One
RomanceDiya Goenka is 21, a normal fun loving, polite but very stubborn Indian girl. She is eldest of three siblings. She is a student of architecture and recently completed her degree, she has come to UK for her further studies and to doing the job declar...
