RuMya :Jab Miss.Mumbai Met Mr.Delhi “SHOW SOME ISHQ” By Fenu (Ten Pearls) (Pearl:04)

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He sighed in relief…

He : ye dekho..ATM card hai mere paas…abhi bahar jakar tumhare paise de deta hun…

( Look at this .. ATM card is mine … I go out now and give your money …)

She : paise hai isme..( Money is in it ..)

He : of course..paise paise…kya paisa paisa..1 min…

( Of course..how money … what money money ..1min..)

he took out his wrist watch…

He : ye loh..mera kimati watch rakh lo..agar trust na ho toh…( Take This..Keep my precious wrist watch..If the trust is not there then …) saying so he again started to wear the watch : Mumbai ke log aur trust never…( People of Mumbai and Trust Never …)

she raised her hand : de rahe ho na…(Are you giving ?!!)

He : kya..(What ?)

She : your watch…

he looked at her surprised… : kya…(What !!)

She made baby smiling face : watch…


outside ATM

he angrily gave her money while she rolled her eyes…

he sarcastically : ab tum meri watch wapas karogi plz…??(Now will you give my watch back ?)

she gave his watch back…

He (wearing watch) : ye achha hai..achhe insan ki tarah kisi ki madat karo(This is good..a like someone good did help)…usse coffee shop tak pohochao..( Get him to the coffee shop ..)aur ye Mumbai ke log coffee ka hisab rakhte hai..( And these people of Mumbai account for coffee.)hisab ki bahot pakki ho tum…( You are very sure of accounting )i must say…

she gave him the change in response…

He rolled his eyes : tum bank me job karti ho kya…( Do you work in the bank)

She : Mein Fashion Designer hun…(i’m Fashion Designer)(I know RJ will suit more but RJ se mujhe kisi bhi tarah ki arguments samajh nahi aayi so I choose Fashion Designer)

He was surprised : kya…(What..)

he suddenly turned towards her : achha…alright…sounds interesting…
she looked at him giving up…

He proudly : toh..Delhi ke fashion ke bare me tumhara kya kehna hai..( So..what do you have to say about the fashion of Delhi?)

he said making proud face…

she checked him from top to bottom..

he waited for her answer…

She : bahot hi outdated hai…( Very Outdated …)

saying so she made her way…

while his mouth fell right open…and helplessly followed her…


both walking..

He : kya kahan tumne…(What did you say?)

She : mene ye kahan..ke Delhi fashion ke mamale me Mumbai se mukabala nahi kar sakta…aur sach kahu toh originality ki kafi kami hai…( I can not compete with Mumbai in this fashion of Delhi where it is … and the truth is that there is a great lack of origination …)

He : oyye wait wait wait…tum Delhi me fashion sense ki kami ye keh rahi ho..Mumbai me kya haan…2:4 padi hui chindhiyan jodkar ek nayi dress bana lete ho tum log…baat karti hai…( You are saying this lack of fashion senses in Delhi..What’s the matter in Mumbai … 2: 4 You can create a new dress by adding worries, you guys … talk …)

she rolled her eyes…

He : aur Mumbai..tum apna keh sako aisa hai hi kya…( And Mumbai..You could say that is it …)

she confused : sorry..???

He : you should be…

He : ab jaise Delhi me India gate hai..Lal killa hai..tumhare Mumbai me kya hai…sea..that’s it…aur who bhi salty water wala…( Like Delhi is India Gate .. Lal Qila is..What’s in Mumbai … Sea..That’s it.. and yes also Salti Waters …)

she waited for him to stop his bakbak…

He : ek wo western culture chhoda na toh Mumbai me aur kuchh hai hi nahi…( One of those western cultures left, neither is there anything else in Mumbai …)

she checked if he actually stopped…while he made cheeky face thinking he won…

He : huhh… giving like hawa aane de attitude he started walking…

she rolled her eyes and waited there…he walked till some and stopped…gave a cheeky smile to himself… and walked back to her…

He : kyu..kya huwa..sach keh diya…to muh ki jaban kahan chali gayi…( Why..What happened .. just said truth … where the tongue of the mouth went …)

She smiled at him : are you a virgin ?…

his mouth fell right open…he checked if anybody listening to them…she hardly controlling her laughter..waited for answer…

She : bolo na..are you a virgin..

He confusingly :ye kaise sawal hai…( How is this question)

She : achha..matlab abhi tak kuchh bhi nahi…( Good..there is nothing yet …)

He confusingly : aisa nahi hai…( It’s not like this…)

She : matlab aisa kuchh huva hai toh..( I mean something like that.)

He : aisa bhi nahi hai…(Not so)

suddenly he remembered what is he talking with her…

He : oyyee..chup..bilkul chup…( Silent .. silly silent)

she still waited for his answer…

He reluctantly : i mean..mene ek baar try kiya tha…sirf ek baar..ek ladki ke paas jane ka..( I did..I had once used … only once .. to go to a girl ..)

She : sirf paas…

He confusingly : bahot paas…

She : hmm..Phir…(then)

He confusingly : phir…wo bahot ajeeb thi..( She was very weird )i mean…

She : kya matlab…

He : kya matlab matlab…mujhe kya pata ke kyu…( What does that mean … I do not know why …)

She : tumhe nahi pata matlab…aise thodi hota hai..( You do not know … that’s a little bit ..)

he looked at her confused…what to answer : ougghhh…mmm…

She cheekily : phir tumne kya kiya…( Then what did you do)

He more confused : me kya karta…mujhe bhi ajeeb laga…( What did … I felt too strange …)

she was listening his answer…she so much wanted to laugh but she controlled somehow…

He : mene usse saaf saaf bol diya..( I spoke clearly to her.)you are not my types…

she didn’t believe him…

She : chal jhoote…(liar)

He more confused : chal jhoote kya..it’s my attitude…use hath tak nahi lagaya mene..samajhi tum..( I did not even touch her. I understand ..)

She : nahi re…itna achha chance milkar bhi agar uska estemal na kar sako..so tumhara kya fayada…( Do not ray … if you can not use it even with good chances … what is your advantage?)

she said cheekily…while he stared at her in disbelieve…don’t know what to answer…watching his reactions…she somehow started to giggle…he didn’t want to accept defeat…

He : haan haan..tumhe bolane me kya jata hai…mujhe lagta hai..is topic par tum phD kar chuki ho…( What do you talk about … I think … you have done PhD on this topic …)

she looked at him now : matlab…(means)

He : matlab..tum..you know…

She : oyye..kya bakwas kar rahe ho..( what rubbish are you saying)

He : bakwas..its 2017…aur tumne kuchh bhi nahi…( Nonsense … just like 2017 … and you did not do anything …)

he said cheekily…while she make confusing face…

He : upar se tum Mumbai ki…fir to possible hi nahi hai…hattt(From the top of you Mumbai … Then there is not only the posible … Hat)

She : hatt kya hattt…ummm…wohh…

He : hmm…hmm…

he waited for answer…

she made different faces… : umm..i mean…we have kissed each other…

he smiled cheekily…

She : but..its quite common..right…

she wanted to prove herself right…while he made winning face…

(Me-Kitni chalaki se topic ghumaya Rudra na)

He : ghar pe pata hai..(know at home)

She was angry now : kaunsi ladki ye sab ghar pe batati hai…( Which girl tells all this at home …)

He : kya nahi bata sakti…apke western culture me yahi to hota hai..( Can not tell … This is what happens in your western culture ..)
she rolled her eyes…

She : mere ghar wale bahot sidhe log hai..papa job karte hai..unhe hamesha travel karna padta hai and mumma house wife…( My house is very straightforward people..Papa is doing a job .. They always have to travel and Mama House Wife …)

He : fir tum aisi kaisi…( Then how are you like this)

She shocked : whattt

He : tum apna papa ke sath kyu nahi rehti…( Why do not you stay with your father …)

She : par tum isse kya lena dena…( But what do you have to do with it)

he wanted to speak again..but she stopped him…

She : me apne chachu ke paas rehti hun..papa chahte the ki meri padhai ek hi jagah ho…( I live with my uncle … I wanted to study that my studies should be in one place …)

He : wohi toh..fir toh no objection from anybody…

She : oyye hello…that doesn’t mean I’m uncontrollable…

He : hmm…naam kya hai…

She : rajjender kappor…me unhe pyar se dadu bulati hu…

he shocked…literally shocked..she watched the change in his expression…she asked for him to disclose the reason of this expressions…he checked her top to bottom…

She : what..??

He : tumne jise kiss kiya usse dadu bulati ho..( You call the dad to whom you have been kissed ….)
(Me-Duffer Oberoi ne duffergiri dikha di..lol)

She shocked too : oyye gadhe…me apne chachu ki baat kar rahi thi…( I was talking about my uncle ,donkey)

he sighed in relief…while she rolled her eyes…

He started laughing : tabhi me sochu..tum aur rajjender…he made weird face and started laughing again…she so much wanted to kill him..but she controlled herself…

He : uska naam kya hai…

She : kiska..

He : usika…

she smiled cheekily for a sec…and immediately started to walk…he rolled his eyes and followed…they reached to parking where he parked his bike…

He : batao na..bataona plzz…

She : sach kahu to tumhe batane ki koi zaroorat nahi hai…

he still waited for ans..

She : his name is REHAAN…fashion designing ke course ke waqt humari jaan pehchan huyi…

He : Rehaan..??

She : hmm…

He : achha naam hai…

she smiled…

He : aur iss Rehaan ke liye..tum humare Delhi ke ladke ko naa keh rahi ho..( And for this Rehan..You are saying NO to our Delhi boy ..)

she looked at him and smiled…he looked at her little confused…

He : ye bhi ghar par pata hai kya…

She : kya..na hekne ka reason ya Rehaan..

He : dono…

she cleared her throat…

She : ouhh..umm…

He : that’s it…yaho..yahi to fark hai Mumbai aur Delhi me…( here … that is the difference between Mumbai and Delhi …)

she stared at him…

He : tumne apne ghar walon ko andhere me rakha hai..( You have kept your house in darkness.)

She : oyye hello…aisa tumhe lagta hai…meri maa sab janati hai..( Hello … you think so … my mother knows everything ..)

He : Rehaan ke bare me bhi…

She waited for a sec and replied : haan..Rehaan ke bare me bhi…come on…aise kisi aire gaire ko apne paas firakane tak nahi deti me…

He : Mumbai ki hokar bhi..

She : Mumbai ki hu isiliye…sirf ek naa kehne ke liye apna pura din yahan waste kar rahi hun me…( Because of Mumbai, I am doing my whole day waste here only to say no to one person …)

He : kya..waste…

She : obviously..

He : alright…

both moved to take out bike…

She : jis chiz ke liye hum aaye hai wo chhodkar baki chize karna ise waste of time hi kehte hai..at least humare Mumbai me…( Everything else we have come to do is to do everything else. It is called Waste Of Time ..)

He : chalo..tumhare prince aaye ya nahi dekhte hai..ek baar tumhe wahan chhod diya ke tum bhi free aur me bhi…( Come on..Your prince does not come or see..Once you leave there, you too free and also …)

She : agar aaya hoga to rukega woh..( If you come then he will stop ..)

he confused a bit…

She : usse bhi kar lene do thoda wait mere liye…( Let him also take a little wait for me … )
(Me-Same like me mein bhi wait karwata hun agar kisi chirkut ne mujhe wait karwaya hain toh lol)

He : ab ye kya naya..(now what is new)

She : barabar hai na..usse mere paas aana chahiye..mere samne jhukar mujhe propose karna chahiye..fir me decide karungi ke mujhe kya karna hai…ek to me usse milne itni door se aayi hu..ab jo hoga meri marzi se hoga…(This is only right…he should come to me,heI should propose to bowl in front of me.. I will do what I want to do in this matter… I have come from so far to meet him in a while. Now whatever will be my will …)

(Me-Mumbai ke Tevar bol rahe hain lolzz)

He : to ab ye waste of time nahi hai…

he sighed and started to take out his bike…

She : ab mene itna time waste kar liya hai..thoda aur sahi…kya fark pad jayega..( Now I have done so much time waste.. little bit more right … what difference will it be?)

He stared his bike : haan haan..tum karo apna time waste…me to chala…meri batting baki hai wahan…

(Me-Yeh aur iski batting iss duffer kon samjhye ki uske friends bhi ghar chale gaye honge ..lolzz)

She : ok…

He : byeee..

he was about to go…when she stopped him…
She : achha suno..wo kuchh Bangla Sahib karke idhar hi hai na…( Good listen..It’s some bangla sahib, it is only here …)

He got angry now : what !!!

he immediately got out of bike and walked towards her…

He : Bangla Sahib karke…he mocked…

she rolled her eyes…

He : BANGLA SAHIB…humare Delhi ki kayi shano me se ek… Gurudwara hai woh…bangla sahib..proud se kaho..he repeated proudly…

She : me bolu…wo paas me hai na..wahan ke bare me kafi suna hai mene…

he was about to answer when 1 activa passed through them..

He continued : humari Delhi but varieties hai haan…

she thought he commented on those girls(Jo activa gaya na pass se )…

She giggled : to ye bhi goon hai aap me..( So these are the qualities in you also)wahhh saying so she started walking…

he shook his head in disbelieve

He shouted : oyyee…i was not talking about those girls…wait
he immediately started his bike and followed her…


both reached Bangla Sahib…both entered in…he bowed his head…she too bowed her head…but then joined her both hands took worships…he stared at her and smiled…he too joined his hands and closed his eyes…after done she left without looking at him…when he opened his eyes her saw her left…


both wearing their shoes back…

He : isse kehte hai BANGLA SAHIB…bagla sahib karke kuchh nahi..samajhi…

she rolled her eyes…

He : tumne Rehaan ko yahan kyu nahi bula leti…subah call karti to ab tak pohoch bhi jata…( Why do not you call Rehan here … if he calls in the morning, he will still reach … )
(Me-Kyun teriwali jiski deewani hain milna haiin lolzz)

She : par me usse kyu bulati…(But why?)

He : tumhe company dene ke liye…(to give you company)

She : agar tum meri company se bore ho rahe ho…to tum ja sakte ho…( If you’re getting bored from my company … then you can go )saying so she walked out…

he was done wearing only shoes…he shook his head at her…and followed her with another shoes in hand…

He : oyye ruk…hellooo…

both walked out…

he hurried wore second shoes and followed her…

He : oyyee…mene aisa kab kaha…??( When did I say like this.)

She : abhi kaha na…(just now)

He : kya…

She : Rehaan ko bula lena chahiye tha karke…(Rehaan was supposed to call)

He hold his head now : arre kya yaar…dimag ka dahi hogaya hai…( Hey man … the brain has curd …)

She : oyye hello…agar itni hi taklif ho rahi hai..to tum jao na…( If that is the problem … So you do not go …)

She smiled at him.. : i will be ok…

He confused : tum sidhe baat kar hi nahi sakti na..??( You can not talk directly)

She : u still doubt…(Yeh laga SIXER)

he was mad now…

He : chup..chup…wo Rehaan tumhe zelata kaise hai..shiksha..yatana..janam-teep..jail till death…ye sab wo ek hi janam me experience karne wala hai…( Shut up .. Chup … That is why he is not able to teach you..Education..Itn..Gen-tip..Jail Till Death … all this is going to be the Experience in the same birth …)

She : jab tak yatana nahi milegi..tab tak woh mukt kaise hoga…
(Unless the torture will be found … how long will he be free?)

He : really..??..he said sarcastically…

She : haan…

He : aur tumhari yatanao ka kya..??? use yatana kab milegi..ya tum bina yatana ke hi…( And what about your torture .. ??? When will he be tortured … or you are without torture …)

She cut him : abhi kya kar rahi hu…( What are am i doing now)

he didn’t understand…she looked at his reaction…and started laughing…he understood what she meant…she meant spending time with him means YATANA…he was num for a second…she actually made him shut…

(Me-Bole toh Pura PAPPU banaya Rudra Ka)

but…
he was num at her laughing face…she was so lost laughing..she didn’t care of anything…he has seen her just some hrs ago..but she is not stopping surprise him…her laughing face made him smile too…his anger..his everything seemed like dissolving into it somewhere…he too started laughing watching her laugh…both kept laughing unconditionally..

TO BE CONTINUED….

Hello Friends !! Hope you are enjoying RuMya in this story fully…Ek sher hain toh dusra sava sher …harna kisiko manjoor nahi…dekhte hain aage yeh dono kya karte hain.

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18 Comments
    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Sam.

  1. Is this based on marathi movie Mumbai Pune Mumbai. Please reply

    1. Fenil

      Yes Dear Neha ….in first pearl also I gave reply for it.

  2. Aarti32

    So funny😂😂
    Awesome update Bhai

    1. Fenil

      Awww Thank you so much Aaru.
      Glad that you loved it.

  3. Lauren

    Loved it … it was fab.. do post nxt soon…

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Dear.
      Glad that you liked it.

  4. UF3355

    AWESOME EXCELLENT FUNNY 😁 INTERESTING PERFECT SUPERB 👌👌👌😘😘😘
    Dear Fenil
    RuMya Conv😘 It’s Cute Part😘😘😘👏👏👏
    Take Care And Stay Safe😊

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much UF sis.
      Glad that you loved it and found it interesting to read.

  5. Nikita_jai29

    It is superb dear

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much.

  6. Radhika.k

    This one was excellent!!!!!That attitude of soumya to rudy was just amazing…..Bangla shahib part was good..well thought!!
    Packed rumya convo wid funny talks!!Great
    Keep writing n post soon..Take care bhai

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Radhika.
      Always read to hear you via your long comment.
      Glad that you loved it.

  7. Banita

    Amazingggg update bhayu….

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Bani.
      Glad that you liked it.

  8. Niyati

    Bhai …..I can’t stop my laughter😂😂 ….rumya are so cute…love it to the coree…do update soon & take care😊

    1. Fenil

      Hihihi…
      Thank you so much Niyu.
      Glad that you loved it.

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