Rumani

Party

He felt broken. His world came crashing down in just one night.

*Then*

He was getting ready for her birthday party. He made sure he looked perfect. He wore her favourite white shirt with a black blazer. And not to forget her favourite cologne.

When he finally saw her, it was like a dream. She was swaying on the dance floor in a knee length black dress. Looking heavenly.

He noticed each and every thing about her. And her sadness did not go unnoticed.

She was at the bar ordering some wine when he nudged her.

"Hi" He said hesitantly.

She looked at him with confused expressions and a huge grin came over her face.

"Arey... Dhoni? Aap yahaan? Main aapki.... hic..... bhot badi fan hu."

Shit. She is clearly drunk. Drunk Shilpa is more dangerous than angry Shilpa. Isse sambhalu kaise.

"Abey waiter idhar aa. Chal Toni ji ko drink pila.... hic.. mera matlb Dhoni ji ko"

The waiter looked at Vikas with disgust. Probably thinking that who would in his right mind confuse him with Mahendra Singh Dhoni. But then Shilpa was clearly not in her sane self.

"Shilpa ji aap ek minute bhaar chaliye na"

"Aap.. hic... autograph denge na apna?" She said with twinkling eyes.

"Ha jarur dunga. Aap bhaar to aaiye."

He took her outside. While walking, she lost her balance many times, as a result fell over him in such positions which were very intimate and highly distracting for him.

When they finally came out, Shilpa started shouting.

"Arey aap chilla kyu rahi hai"

"Aaaaaaah"

Lagta hai aise ni maanegi.

He pinned her to the wall and closed her mouth with his palm. She became quiet. For a second, he got lost in her big brown eyes staring back at him with such innocence, he lost his grip and a sharp pain in his hand made him came back to reality.

Aapni kaatne ki aadat isko lagwana sabse badi galati thi meri.

"Mujhe.... hic..... autograph chaiye." Then she again started crying like a child.

"But mere paas pen paper nahi hai."

But Shilpa was not listening.

"Ok ok aap rukiye main kuch krta hu." Listening to this Shilpa sat on the ground.

Vikas ran to both sides of the road but none of the shops were open at this hour. Dejected, he came back. The site which met his eyes gave him relief.

"Thank God Ashu bhaiya aap aa gye."

"Vikas ji, aap thik hai? Itna haaf kyu rahe hai."

"Main thik hu but Shilpa..."

"Ashu bol na Dhoni ko autograph de mujhe."

Ashu bhaiya's expressions were more weird than that waiter's expression.

"Aapke pas pen paper hai?" He asked timidly.

"Haan ye lijiye. Pen hai paper nahi hai." Ashutosh handed him a pen.

"Ye lijiye autograph de dijiye" Shilpa put her palm in front.

"Sorry bhaiya"

"Koi nahi. Aadat hai mujhe."