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So this is chapter 2, guys. Hopefully much better than chapter 1, which I really did not like. Apologies for that chapter, but I was really sick that day, as mentioned before.
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Chapter 2
Ram and Vikram...
'Chal, book toh le li. Car mein bhi baith gaya hoon. Ab toh bata na yaar where are we going?' Vikram demanded impatiently.
'Koi special jagah toh nahi hai, matlab tere ko shayad farak nahi padegi lekin mere liye woh jagah bohot special hai. Waise bhi, mujhe aise tere ko suspense mein rakhna bohot maza aa raha hai'. Ram grinned broadly.
'So very funny'. Vikram said, with a sarcastic smile. 'Chal bohot ho gaya, bata de ab'.
'Park jaayenge hum'. Ram smiled widely.
Vikram's face kind of fell down. 'Park? Iss mein kaunsi badi baat hai? Park hi toh hai, big deal. Kya yaar Ram mujhe laga ki ek badi si jagah hogi tu yeh kya park bol raha hai?'
'Meine warn ki thi na tujhe. Warn ki thi. It's your fault'.
'Neha ki tarah mat ban. Har cheez meri fault nahi hoti. Ghar mein Neha hi kaafi hai'.
'Vikram you're so rude to her yaar, kitni pyaari beevi hai, appreciate karna hi nahi jaanta tu. Very bad, kaise pati hai tu? Aise treat karega apni beevi ko? Koi karta hai aisa?' Ram asked with disgust.
'Teri shaadi ho jaayein phir tu bata mere ko'. Vikram muttered.
'Abbe stop muttering yaar mujhe sab kuch saaf saaf sunaayi deti hai, mere paas baith raha hai tu'.
'Waise park kyun jaa rahe hain hum?' Vikram asked.
'Woh tere ko balloon khareedna tha na Neha ke liye, yeh park mein everyday koi sell karte hain balloons. Ice cream bhi hoti hai wahan. Bohot special park hai woh, baaki parks ki tarah bilkul nahi hai. Pata nahi, can't explain it'. Ram said.
'Okay then, chal let's not waste time'.
Priya's bookstore...
'Chal na yaar Priya! Teek hai yeh shelf, check kara di meine, theen baar!'
'Arre iss liye toh mein check kar rahi hoon. Jab tu check karti hai toh theek se dekhti bhi toh nahi, iss liye mujhe karna padta hai'. Priya snapped.
'Chalein?' Shruthi asked impatiently.
'Haan chalo, light off karo, mein bas sab kuch lock karti hoon, then let's go'.
The whole process took another 15 minutes. Shruthi was literally dieing out of boredom.
Priya locked the store and they left the mall...
'Park jaa rahe hain hum right?' Priya asked, unlocking her car.
'Haan, woh normal park jahan hum pehle visit karte the. Aaj hum dono balloons sell karenge, bohot mazaa aata hai'. Shruthi grinned.
'Sure, lekin balloons milenge kahan?' Priya asked, opening the door of her car.
'Woh meine already plan kiya hai. Tum bas chalo wahan, I really want to go there'. Shruthi said.
'Choti bacchi ho tum, pata hai? Jab Ayesha choti thi, woh bhi aise hi zidd karti thi ki park jaana hai. Jab bhi woh park jaati hoon na bas Ayesha ki bachpana yaad aati hai. Iss liye mujhe woh park bohot acchi lagti hai, it's so relaxing'. Priya said.
'Tumhe shopping jaana hai yaar Priya, high time. Har roz yahi pehenke bore nahi hoti tum?' Shruthi asked. 'Aur tere baal ko na thoda sa open rakh. Har din choti ya ponytail nahi chalegi'.
'Excuse me Shruthi, mere kapdein bilkul theek hain. I love my clothes. And my hair is also fine. Mujhe choti acchi lagti hai, shayad tere ko nahi. Tu har din kholke rakhti hai baal ko'. Priya told.
'Haan, iss liye kyunki acchi lagti hai. Yeh choti kitni old fashion ho gayi ab, daadi ki tarah lagti hai tu'.
'Haan then daadi ki tarah lagne de mujhe. Aise daadi ki tarah hi dekhna mujhe accha lagta hai'. Priya pulled her seatbelt on. 'Chalein?'
'Haan yaar, kitna baat karti ho tum, chalo!'
In the park...
'Waise maana padega Ram, acchi toh hai yeh park. It's different'. Vikram admitted.
'Hai na? Each time I come here I always feel that sense of... I don't know...sense of speciality'.
'Haan... Waise, tune bataaya tha ki koi yahan balloons sell karenge? Koi toh dikh nahi rahi hai'. Vikram turned back.
'Arre wait toh kar na yaar, thodi si late hai toh big deal!' Ram exclaimed.
'Waise balloons acche honge na?' Vikram asked.
'Haan yahan ke balloons hamesha special hote hain, it's adorable. Ice cream chahiye?' Ram asked.
'Haan chal'.
'Um, hi, I'll have a triple chocolate layered ice cream please'. Ram ordered.
'Yeah, I'll take the fun orange, stick wali'. Vikram said.
'Just a moment, sir'.
'Waise, aaj balloons nahi sell ho rahe hain?' Ram asked.
'Nahi woh bas aa rahe hain sir, they're running a little late lekin ten minutes mein they'll be here'. He said, handing them their ice creams.
'Thank you'. Ram smiled and walked off with Vikram.
Priya and Shruthi...
'Late toh nahi ho gaye?' Priya asked, opening the door of her car.
'Arre tu toh apne kaam mein itni busy thi ki aise late toh hona hi hai. Ab chal!' Shruthi gestured towards a spot.
'Rahul!' Shruthi called out. 'De do balloons'.
'Late ho gaye ho yaar, itna time kaise lag gaya?' He asked, handing over a handful of balloons.
'Ek ice cream doge? Free?' Shruthi asked, with pleading eyes.
'Shut up Shruthi, kaisi ladki hai tu? Chal ab!' Priya said, dragging Shruthi away.
'Pehle tu apni choti nikaal. It's seriously bothering me yaar, nikaal apni choti ko'. Shruthi demanded.
'Yeh kaisi zidd hai? Park mein tu chaathi hai ki mein choti nikaloon? I've come here to sell balloons yaar not look like a model'.
'Mujhs bother kar rahi hai, Priya, tu nikaal warna I'll do it. Tere kapde toh to an extent teek hai lekin yeh scarf nahi hoti toh I'd make you wear something else. Teri scarf hi mujhe acchi lagti hai'.
'You're mad Shruthi'. Priya rolled her eyes and started to take off the neatly long braided hair lying at the back of head.
Ram and Vikram...
'Shaadi kab karega tu Ram?' Vikram finally broke the awkward silence.
'Vikram, please yaar, this isn't done. Har baar yahi topic ke baare mein nahi baat kar saktha hai tu. Mere liye bhi utna asaan nahi hai, okay?' Ram said coldly.
'Excuse me, I happen to be your best friend. And agar tere ko nahi pata hai, toh mein remind karta hoon tujhe, Ram, you are 34 years old. I'm sorry to say Ram lekin you are growing old, abhi wakt nahi bacha tere paas. Kab karega tu shaadi? Marne ke baad?'
'Vikram, stop. Please aise overreact mat kar. Let's wait, please! Mere liye upparwale ne kuch plan kiya hai, zaroor plan kiya hai, jo mere liye accha hai. And hume patient banna padega, jab woh plan execute hoti hai, then things will start falling into place! Tab tak, we can't do anything yaar, seriously, kuch nahi kar sakthe. Samajhta kyun nahi?' Ram asked.
'Arre aisa bhi ho saktha hai ki upparwale ne kuch plan nahi kiya ho tere liye, aur tujhe hi dhoondna padega apna pyaar? Why is it taking so long? Maybe iss liye kyunki tujhe karna hai yeh sab, apne aap nahi hogi Ram, kyun nahi samajh raha hai tu? Why?' Vikram exclaimed.
'Abbe apna bakwaas band kar. Mere liye kuch plan hai. Iss liye itna wakt le raha hai. Lekin jitna bhi wakt lein, mujhe pata hai, mere liye kuch hai. Zaroor hai kuch'.
'Agar nahi hai toh?' Vikram asked.
'Dekh, balloons sell ho rahe hai wahan. Chal lets go buy some balloons'. Ram pointed towards 2 women selling balloons to a little boy.
Priya and Shruthi...
'Arre dekh! Yahan tak follow kara diya tere ko!' Shruthi exclaimed in awe.
'Kya?'
'Woh dekh yaar, Ram Kapoor! Iss park mein!'
'What?'
Vikram and Ram...
'Arre, yeh toh woh bookstore ki women thi na?' Vikram asked.
'Haan, aise hi lag rahe hai'. Ram replied, approaching them.
'Hi, aap toh humare shop ki first and last customer the'. Shruthi blurted out.
'Shruthi! What the hell!' Priya whispered.
'Hi, aap log yahan kya kar rahe hai?' Ram asked.
'Woh hum dono yahan aise kabhi kabhi aate hain. Aap- aap log iss park mein?' Priya asked.
'Woh yahan mere beevi ke liye balloons khareedne aaye hain'. Vikram explained.
'Accha? Mujhe na sabse acche tips hain presents ke liye , jab kissi ke liye khareedna hota hai'. Shruthi bleamed.
'Haan mujhe uski zaroorat padegi'. Vikram laughed. Shruthi started to talk about good gifts to buy for wives.
'Not to be rude, lekin itne bade businessman, itne chote se park mein? That's a little odd'. Priya told Ram.
'Haan, lekin iss park mein woh adhoori speciality zaroor hai. Aur waise bhi, more than a successful businessman, I'm also just a regular man'. Ram smiled.
'That's really nice'. Priya said, genuinely. 'Aaj kal, aise businessman dekhne ke liye nahi milte'.
'But I'm still definitely a workaholic'. Ram laughed
'I'm Priya'. Priya stuck her hand out for a handshake.
'Ram Kapoor'. Ram shook her hand with a broad grin. A sudden spark rushed through his body. He immediately let go.
'Yeah, aapko kaun nahi jaanta? Poore magazines aur newspapers mein toh aap hi hain'. Priya smiled.
'Waise, I'm gonna need to buy some balloons. Mere friend ki beevi ke liye'. Ram said.
'Haan of course, lijiye na. Kaunsi wali acchi lagti hai aapko?' Priya asked.
'Vikram, kaunse le lein?' Ram asked, then quickly apologized for interrupting his conversation with Shruthi.
'Um, I'll take this one and this one, right there'. Vikram pointed to 2 cute balloons.
'Take it for free'. Priya smiled. 'We sell them for free actually'.
'Iss liye yahan ke balloons acche hain'. Ram explained to Vikram with a wide grin.
'Thanks'. Vikram smiled.
'Nice meeting you, Priya. I'll see you at the bookstore again'. Ram said and shook her hand again. Same spark rushed through him.
'Yeah, I'll look forward. Bye!' Priya waved.
'Bye!'
Neither really meant the whole meeting each other again thing, but well, let's just say for now that destiny did not think the same way.
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