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Anika wakes up and sees Shivay infront of her reading the newspaper with sairabano oh sorry Americano sitting on the couch.
Anika: good morning Shivay…
Shivay: good morning
Anika: aap itni subha ye karwi kaali coffee pee rahe hai?
(you are having that bitter tasted black coffee?)
Shivay: ya… as usual
Anika: hmmm…. Par aaj apko kaali coffee peete dekh kar mujhe ek gana yaad aya sunaun?
(hmmm.. but a song came to my mind after looking at you drinking that black coffee… can I sing?)
Shivay: ab mai mana bhi karunga to bhi tum sunaogi to sunao….
(and now if I ask you not to sing also you will sing so sing)
Anika: ok thank you… to suniye
(ok thank you… then listen)
Shivay: ya start…
Anika: Arey coffee beautiful, kar gayi chull….
Dekh tera rang saawla hua baawla
Cofee nahi tu hai garam maamla
Bolti bandh meri, kahun kya bhala
Kuchh bhi kaha nahi jaaye
Chulbul was passing by, he noticed anika singing a song so he took permission and came inside shivika’s room and also started to sing the same song with anika. The best pair anika and chulbul started dancing along with singing.
Chulbul: Nakhre vilayti, ego mein rehti
Nakhre vilayti ego mein rehti tadi dikhati full
Shivay (shouting): ok enough…. Dekha anika tumhare wo special words ka asar iss par bhi par gaya hai…
(ok enough…. See anika now chulbul also started to use your special words..)
Chulbul: kyun anika bhojain bhi tadi shabd ka use karti hai
(why anika bhabhi also uses the word tadi?)
Anika: haan.. aur tu bhi… sach me hum hai rahi pyaar ke..
(yes.. and you also… seriously we are like two lovers)
Anika: haawww… kya after all wo mera long lost bhaiii hai..
(what hawww.. he is my long lost brother after all)
Shivay: hmm.. samajh gaya..
Shivay then went out of his room. Anika got freshened up and came down in the hall. After some time anika and Soumya decides to make something for Oberoi Family in lunch. Anika and Soumya went to the kitchen to prepare the dish after having the breakfast. Shivay came inside the kitchen after some time.
Shivay: gorgeous ladies kya chal raha hai?
(gorgeous ladies what is going on?)
Anika: bhagwaan ki aarti utaar rhi hu
(performing aarti of god)
Anika: aapko nhi dikh raha khaana bana rahe hai
(you can’t see we are making food)
Shivay: ohh.. ok but kya cook kar rhi ho?
(oh.. ok but what are you cooking?)
Anika: chicken butter masala…
Shivay: fhat the wuck…
Anika: kya hua?
Soumya: haan bhaiyaa kya hua?
(haan bhaiyaa what happened?)
Shivay: phir se butter masala?
(again butter masala?)
Soumya: kyun butter masala me kya problem hai?
(why what is the problem in butter masala?)
Shivay (in a little low voice): butter masala me nhi banane waale me problem hai
(not in butter masal but the problem is in the cook)
Anika listened to Shivay’s voice as she was close to Shivay but Soumya could not listen as she was busy in marinating the chicken.
Anika: kuch kaha aapne Shivay?
(did you say anything…??)
Shivay: nhi..nhi kuch nhi…
(no.. no nothing)
Anika: nhi mujhe kuch sunai diya…
(actually I heard something)
Shivay: nothing anika but ye khaane layak to banega na?
(nothing anika… but it will be eating tyoe na?)
Anika: haann.. shayad se
(ya.. may be)
Shivay: what do you mean by shayad se?
(what do you mean by may be?)
Soumya: bhaiyaa just wait till lunch time… and don’t worry ye it will be tasty
Shivay: ok let’s see
After long wait of Shivay at last the lunch time came. Everyone sat on table and anika and Soumya was standing with a wide smile on their face.
Pinky: kya hua serves bhi karo
(what happened serve it…)
Anika: haan pinky aunty wait…
(yaa pinky aunty wait)
Anika serves the dish to everyone and at last reaches to Shivay. Anika puts a piece of chicken on Shivay’s plate.
Anika: aur ek piece to dene dijiye…
(one more piece…)
Shivay: no no I’m fine..
Unwillingly Shivay tasted the dish. Shivay was the first one to taste it.
Anika: kaisa bana hai?
(how is it?)
Pinky: haan bata na kaisa bana hai?
(ya say how is it?)
Shivay (with a sad face): mom…
Soumya: bhaiyaa say…
Shivay: it’s amazing just superb…
Anika: sach me?
Shivay: haan anika.. sach me achha bana hai..
(yaa anika it’s really nice)
Anika: yess chulbul ki internet chachi kaam me aa gayi
(yess chulbul’s internet chachi made our work… yess)
Om: chulbul ki kaun?
Anika: chulbul ki internet chachi
(chulbul’s internet chachi)
Rudra: bhaiyaa apne ek baat notice ki?
(bhaiyaa did you notice something?)
Rudra: o abhi tak chup the par jaise hi chulbul ki baat aayi to wo bol pare…
(o was silent till now but when that chulbul matter came he spoke out…)
Om: shut up Rudra
Shivay: Rudra… eternal connection… you know…
Om: Shivay ab tu mere peeche mat par
(Shivay now you don’t start teasing me)
Shivay: theek hai mere bhai nahi padunga…
(ok fine my brother I won’t tease you)
Rudra: yaar.. life me kuch interesting nhi ho raha…
(yaar… nothing interesting is happening in life)
Om: kya karna chahta hai tu?
(then what do you want to do?)
Rudra: phir se kuch competition type kaa arrange karte hai na maza aayega…
(again let’s arrange a competition yaar will have fun..)
Shivay: abhi to do din pahle hi hua…
(we had a competition 2 days ago only)
Om: Shivay usne kaha phir se…
(Shivay he said once again..)
Rudra: yes bhaiyaa… something mazedaar, dhamakedaar, khidkitod…
Shivay: theek hai phir soch kar decide karte hai
(ok fine then let us think and decide)
Om: hmm.. theek hai
The three oberoi brothers were sitting at pool side.
Rudra: ye lo pakaure khaao
(hey take it and eat these pakaure)
Om: kisne banaye hai?
(who made it?)
Rudra: anika bhabhi
Om: hmm.. it’s tasty..
Rudra: hai na..??
Om: wait mai kullhar me chay le kar aataa hu…
(wait I’m bringing tea in kullhar)
Om went to bring tea in his self made mud pot.
Rudra: bhaiyaa..ek cool baat bolun?
(bhaiyaa can I say something cool?)
Shivay: haan bol
Rudra: cool om ke haath ka cool-har.. and usme cool tea…
(cool-har along with cool tea in the hand of cool om)
Om: duffer wo cool-har nhi hai kullhar hai.. and kullhar me cool tea nhi hot tea hi hai
(duffer it’s not cool-har but kullhar…. And in kullhar cool tea is not there rather hot tea is there)
Rudra: wahi to kaha cool-har and cool tea wo galti se nikal gaya muh se..
(I said cool-har only and that cool tea slipped off my tounge)
Shivay: om Rudra ki logic…
(om… rudra’s logic)
Rudra: kabhi to meri tariff kar diya karo..
(at least once praise me…)
Om was thinking something and then suddenly started speaking.
Om: ishq hai ek daastaan…., jo nhi hai asaan, pyaar me to kai pagal hai…., par sirf ishqbaaz hi ishqbaazi ke mukammal hai..
(love is a tale, it’s not too easy to be in love, love made many people mad, but ishqbaaz can only stay in love)
Shivay: hmm.. nice wayse bahut din baad tune sher sunai..
(nice… you uttered this type of poem after so long…)
Om: ishq ho jeeske taqdeer par, janme hai wo lekar bewafai, ishq nhi unka sachha, agar na mile unko tanhaayi..
(if love is your destiny, then you are born with love, ishq is tru for them, who sacrificed for love)
Shivay: bas kar mere bhai aaj ke liye itna hi kaafi hai..
(bas.. that’s enough for today my brother…)
Rudra: pata hai o aaj pahli baar aapki shayari ka matlab samajh me aayaa…
(for the first time o I understood every single word of your shayari… your poem..)
Shivay: ok.. to ek obro hug ho jaaye?
(ok… then let’s have an obro hug?)
They shared an obro hug. Lafzon ka ye rishta was playing at the background.
PRECAP- SOUMYA’S IS MISSING
Peeps shower me with some ideas as no ideas are coming to my mind for extending the track and I can’t let any of my reader to feel bored after reading my ff. so I don’t know with what I’ll come up in the next episode but please peeps do help me out by showering ideas please. -NILASH