preeta walked ignoring karan while he followed her....he took long strides and held her wrist but she stood firm....he went in front of her and she turned the other side...he held her by shoulders and made her chin up to face him....she glared at him furiously and pushed him.....
karan : babydoll meri baat toh....
preeta : kya tha woh karan...kya tha...kyu kar rahe the woh sab...
she held his collars while karan saw her helplessly....she calmed seeing his eyes.
preeta : kyu jagad rahe the uss bechare se....kya kiya us junior ney huh?
karan now become furious seeing her care towards an unknown...he held her by shoulders making her wince...she shrinked her eyes and he loosened his grip.... nevertheless his anger always gives her the pain he never wants to....
karan : fir kya karta huh? chup rehta...poore college ke samne janab ko hero banna tha...woh bhi tumhe propose karke..
preeta : toh mujhe kiya na....tumhe itna faraq kyu...
karan : mujhe hi faraq padhega ms preeta arora....iss sawal se matlab kya tha tumhara...
preeta : ka..karan...mera koi matlab nahi tha....bas woh...usne bas mazak kiya right...woh..
karan : arey itna ganda mazak kon karta hai....
preeta held him by his shoulders calming him down...she cupped his face in her palms....
preeta : samjho karan junior tha...usse rag kiya gaya tha...usne seriously nahi....
karan : zinda gaad deta...samjhi agr mazak keliye yea haal hai to socho usne seriously kiya hota toh zinda gaad deta wahi...samjhi tum bhi nahi rok paathi....
preeta : karan kya kehrahe ho....hosh mein bhi ho...pagal toh nahi ho right....
he cupped her face in his palms....her eyes met his....she drowned in his eyes....his eyes held varied emotions...she could find all her answers there....
karan : haa pagal hoon....darta hoon...ki tumhe mujhse koi dur na karde...jeena seekha hai meiney tumse ya kahoon ki seek raha hoon....mein nahi jaanta...yea..humare beech kya hai..kyu hai....kuch nahi jaanta mein...par sirf ek baat yadh rakhlo agar koi humare beech aayega toh zinda gaad dunga usse jaan se maardunga samjhi....tum mere liye bahut important ho...tumse judi har cheez....har choti cheez faraq padhti hia mujhe samji....kabhi yea question dobara mat poochna....
preeta stood still while he pulled her in a tight hug...she felt his possessiveness overpowering him....but chose to calm him first and hugged him back.... she held her duppata near his face without breaking the hug....
karan : yeah kyu?
preeta : kitne senti hogaye ho na tum...kitne melodramatic...kitne rondu....hayeeee bajarbattu...
