Sid: chal ab mujhe painting banakr dikha koi as my reward. Kuch to milna chahiye na is room e badle mujhe.
Sana: isme kya puchne wali baat hai banungi na. chal teri painting banate hai.
Sid: meri painting…?
Sana: ha teri. Main tera portrait banaungi. Tune mere liye meri itni sundar painting banwayi hai to main iske badle teri painting banaungi. Aa ab yaha aake bethja
Sana makes him sit on the couch and started making his portrait with full concentration on the other side sid was helplessly admiring his angel who was having a genuine smile on her face after many days. 1 hour passed in just a blink sana lost in painting and sid in his admiring session. Sana puts backside of the brush in her mouth and narrowed her eyes so that not even a single touch up should be left for her painting. After 2 minutes she gave a huge smile and started jumping.
Sana: hogya…hogya….hogya…..
Sid: arey kya hogya.
Sana: arey dekho na tumhari painting ban gayi. Idhar aao phatafat.
Sid came forward and looked at the painting which was drawn on it. He was left awestruck looking at it. His jaw dropped looking at the perfection which was there in the portrait. The painting which reflected soul were the only thoughts which came in his mind.
Flashback on…
Sana was drawing something sitting on her bed holding a sheet and so many colors scattered on the bed. Sid was sitting in front of her on the couch. He tilted his arm a little and sana shouted.
Sana: sidddhhhhhuuuuuu…..
Sid: kya hey bay.
Sana : tu kyu hil ra hai itna. Tu meri perfect painting kharab kar raha hai. Chup chaap beth nahi sakta h kya.
Sid: sanu tu pagal ho gayi hai kya pichle 2 ghante se tume mujhe statue ki tarah bitha rakha hai. Chain se saans bi nahi lene dei hai. Sanu meri kamar dard ho rahai hai ab. Bas kar n a mujhe nahi chahiye painting. Maha paap ho gaya mine tujhe painting banana ko keh dia.
Sana: sidhu please na bas 5 minute. Pkka promise. Sidnaaz promise
Yeh phenka sidhu ki sanu ne brahmastra or sid chup. Only promise that can make sid and sana do anything. SIDNAAZ. This one word was whole world for them. Unki choti si dunia ek painting ki tarah thi jisme sirf un dono kI tasveer thi or baaki kisi ke liye koi jagah nahi thi. Partners best friends girlfriend boyfriend sab kuch ek dusre ke liye sirf vahi the.
Sana : sidhu yeh dekh hogya. Kya mast painting banai hai maine.
Sid gets up from the couch and goes towards her and sits on the bed. Sana shows him the painting and sid burst in laughter holding hiss stomach and lying on bed.
Sana: sidhu…kya hua hai tujhe tu has kyu raha hai. Itni achi hai kya painting.
Sid: sanu…ha ha..sanu…pichle 2 ghante se tu yeh bana rahi thi.
It was just few circles lines and colors. Sana pressed her lips together and started crying loudly.
Sid: arey arey sanu kya hua ro kyu rahi hai. Sorry yaar ia m sorry. Dekh ab nahi has raha hu. Plz roana band kar yaar.
Sana: mujhe kuch nahi aata main bot buri hu. Ammmaaaa…..
She was about to tear the painting but sid stops her.
Sid: chup. Bilkul chup. Main is apinting ko humesha sambhal kar rakhunga. Yehpehli painting ahai jo tune mere liye banai hai.
He takes her in his lap and wipes away her tears and make her smile.
Sid: main tujhe painting karna sikhaunga or hum painting class bhi jayenge phr dekhna kya mast painting karegi meri sanu.
Sana: ha main karungi.
Flashback off…
Sana shakes him to bring him out of his la la land.
Sana: kaha kho gaye. Or bhi handsome lag ra hai na tu painting me.
Sid: acha…mtlb main handsome hu.
Sana: vo..vo…mera matlb tha ki
Sid: kya mtlb tha.
Sana: kuch nahi okk bye good night.
She runs away with a speed of 220km/hr avoiding him. Sid smiles and looks at his painting than at painting on wall of sana.
Sid: sanya yeh painting bhi frame karwakar is room me lagwado.
He goes in the room and took out his and sana phto frame and a paper out. It was the same painting which sana has given him in childhood.
Sid: maine sach kaha tha ek din sanu bot achi painting karna sikh jaygi.
On the other side. Sana was lying on the bed.
Sana: sidhu ke baad pehli baar maine kisi ki painting banai hai par agar aaj sidhu hota vo kitna khush hota ki main kitni achi painting karne lagi hu. Par mujhe kai baar sidharth sidhu jaisa lagta hai kai baar nahi lagta hai. Sana soja. You will go mad.
They both call off the day thinking about each other
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Fanficsidharth shukla: a ruthless mafia for the world but is a lost child who is lonely. times have snatched each and every relationship which he had. shehnaaz gill: a sweet innocent chubby girl whose situation is same as sidharth. she also doesnt have a...
