It is a fiction about a lawyer named JK. He had a dream to chase. He was born in a conservative family and aspired to be a lawyer. He fought with his Papaji and seek permission. He joins a law college and then he falls in love with Pinky. A Punja...
Pinky really sang well and JK never knew she could sing so well. He felt like he was listening to music over radio or he was on live concert and it was Lata Di or Asha Di singing in front of him. He loved music and signing. He was a good dancer and an artist too.
JK : Pinky, AapseekBaathkhenethi
( I want to tell you something)
Pinky saw there was a beautiful smile on his face and she thought, may be he was going to tell her the three little words that any lover crave to hear:
I Love You...
She shyly said: Bolo ( Tell) and again sat on his lap on the rocking chair.
JK started swinging with her and suddenly remarked : Pinky, mujhe respect do ( Treat me with respect) I am your would be husband...
Pinky thought for a second and she was bit angry on him and his patrarchial ideologies. She kept her cool and didn't wanted their romantic moments to end.
She said : Boleyeji ( Yes tell in a respective tone)
JK : Aapkona lawyer nahi singer bannachahiye. ( You should be a singer and not a lawyer)
Pinky : I want to be an artist... I love painting and making show pieces, bows, candles, flowers and lot more things, l know to make. Law, I am doing for timepass. I want to get married and be a house wife. I am sounding foolish but please marry me now, at this moment. I want to be your and nobody else.
JK : I will darling... At the right time. I am worried about exams and next year will be more crucial. After that I will do LLM... I want to be stable, before I hold your hands... Will you wait for me? It will take 4 to 5 years more.
Pinky: My marriage is fixed with a friend of mine. I will convince him and I promise, I will wait for you, till my last breath...
JK was getting a negative vibe now and he wanted to kill that negativity and he said :
With the passing time, our love will mature and we will get the best of life. We will be the happiest couple, who would break all the barriers and live happily ever after.
Pinky was nervous about convincing her Parents and to break the tension, she said :
I also do embroidery and thread work on dresses and sarees. I will like to make a heart on your this white shirt and write CAPITAL LETTER JK into it. Jai my sweet heart, my honey, my Jaanu... I Love you...
JK : I am allergic to butter Madam.
Pinky: You Munda (Young man) Punjabi allergic to butter???
JK : O For
Pinky : Ox
She tickled his tummy and said : You are malnutritioned. After marriage see how I make you fat. I know you are a poor eater but what is your favorite food?
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JK : I love chat, chole, Seviya, Aloo, halwa puri and I love milk. I can't eat spicy. Maa cooks less spicy food for me and spicy for my Papaji .
Pinky: I am a good cook and once you eat the food l make, you will forget your Rani maa...
JK could not digest her overconfidence and he said : Make dahi chat for me. Our husband and wife (Sudhi - Mary) are making Misal Pav. I like it but I sneeze a lot after eating that...
Pinky: You are funny Jai, you eat with your mouth or nose.... She giggled...
JK said in irritating mood: Now, you Please get down from my lap, go and take bath.
Pinky gave him an angry look...
With a smile he said : Today is timeplease day, so let us go out for sometime and do some time pass and shopping. I want to buy a watch as my birthday present from the money Papa gave; something for Ann and of course nothing for you and he smiled, showing his shapeless teeth.
Pinky: I am not coming...
JK: I want you to come with me and I want to enjoy this Independence Day. Order Order Order
Pinky found one moment her lover was like a kid,next he was strict. He was funny yet sometimes rude...
JK went from her room and got busy reading the book - Love Story...
Pinky took bath and was having her carrot juice, melons and carrot halwa.While brunching, she thought over the fact that they both belonged to different places, culture and lifestyle. She did not have any worries and had complete freedom at home, got her pocket money on time but JK worked hard and earned for himself. He dressed well and looked like a super star. He also was good in studies and extra curricular activities. He was versatile but sometimes behaved like an aboriginal tribal that irritated her. She had a desire to know more about him and his family. He often looked tensed and she wanted to dig it out. After finishing her breakfast she went into JK's room. She saw, he was sleeping in sitting position. His legs were stretched and his Love Story book on his Chest.
She whispered in his ears: Darling let us go...
JK saw his lady love was wearing a pink T-shirt and black half pant. He laughed and said: You look like Aawara ( Someone who roams around without much work )
Pinky: You a loafer
JK : Thank you for your best compliment...
He wore his hat, glares and shoes... Pinky wore her sandals and they both walked hand in hand, signing:
