Woh saat din♥KaIra valentine special

Rose day 🌹

Rose day

Kartik is standing at a florist shop. He is confused what to buy. He really doesn't know Naira, he has just met her yesterday, they have had a fight and now he wonders what she will think of him if he gave her a dozen red roses!

With a nervous attitude, he rings the doorbell of Mansi's home. Naira is already home in the morning.

Mansi: Bhaiyya..aap yahan? Office nahi gaye? Kartik has come for a week in this city because of a meeting. He is staying in a hotel.

Kartik: meri meeting toh lunch ke baad hi hai. socha tumse milke jaoon. Shaam ko late ho jaayega aur phir tumhari 'auntyy' mujhe tumse milne se manaa kar degi.

Mansi: ohh haan. Aayiye naa. Main abhi college ke liye nikalne waali thi.

Kartik: Main tab tak Naira ko ek baar dekh leta hoon. kahin koi bill bachaa ho toh bhar doon. He says apologetically.

Naira (looking up from bed): Ji nahi. Aapka kal waala ehsaan kaafi hai mere liye. No Thanks..

Kartik (sitting on a chair next to her): I am really sorry. Sach me. Mujhe nahi pata tha yeh sab ho jaayega. Main jaanta hoon students ke liye aise sudden kharche kitne mushkil hai. I seriously do not mind. Main aapke saare bills bhar doonga. Its my pleasure. He flashes a smile.

Naira: It's okay Mr Kartik. Papa mujhe paise bhej denge. You don't have to worry. It was just an accident.

Kartik (getting up): Okay. Main chalta hoon. It was nice meeting you. Chal Mansi main tujhe college chodd deta hoon.

Mansi: haan Bhaiyya chalo

Kartik (remembering): ek minute. Main toh bhool gaya. He takes out a bunch of yellow flowers from his bag and gives them to Naira.

Mansi (surprise): Flowers! Oh Godddd.. Bhaiyya aaj Rose day hai. agar kisi ladki ko phool dena hi hai toh red roses laate. Yeh kya peele phool.

Naira (irritated): yeh koi rose day ka tohfa nahi hai. yeh toh bass har patient ko dete hai naa woh 'get well soon' flowers hai. hmffff..she keeps them on side table and crosses her hands.

Kartik (smile): hmm sahi kaha. yeh Rose day ka gift nahi hai. by the way this is for you. tum ghar me aise bore ho jaoogi naa. socha yeh tumhe doon. He hands a gift wrapped packet.

Naira unwraps the packet and gasps to see a book – A Rose for a Rose – Collection of poems.

Mansi (whisper): wow! ab yeh huyi naa Rose day waali baat..she nudges her brother.

Naira (excited): Oh wow! Poems..I love reading poems..and yeh toh mera favorite poet hai. she flips the pages, her eyes twinkle.

Kartik (smile): Really. That's great. Mujhe bhi poems pasand hai. aur yeh mere bhi favorite poet hai.

Mansi : Bhaiyya likhte bhi acha hai...hai naa. Bhaiyaa kahan hai aapki poems waali diary? Kartik glares at her.

Naira (excited): Really? Wowww. Aap laaye hai aapki diary? Aapke bag me hai kya? She eyes his bag.

Kartik : nahi iss bag me nahi hai. hotel room me hai. aur waise bhi yeh Mansi yuhi chidha rahi hai mujhe. main kuch itna acha nahi likhta..

Mansi : Kyun jhooth bol rahe ho bhaiyya. Maine padhi hai aapki diary. She bites her tongue the next moment.

Kartik (surprise): Tune kya kaha? meri diary? Kab padhi tune? idhar aaa..she runs out saying bye to both Naira and Kartik. Kartik smiles and turns to see Naira engrossed in the book already.