RuMya :Jab Miss.Mumbai Met Mr.Delhi “SHOW SOME ISHQ” By Fenu (Ten Pearls) (Pearl:06-B) Happy Birthday Nehalaxmi Iyer

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He : mujhe bilkul nahi pasand aisa nature…(I don’t like this behavior)
She teased him : hm..to phir kaisi ladkiyan pasand hai tumhe..??( Then what kind of girls do you like .. ??)
he didn’t reply…
she : tum jiske paas gaye the..waisi wali..wo ajeeb.( Who you went to..interesting .. that strange)..
he looked at her angrily…while she smirked…
He : oyye..hello..that was d 1st time..that’s y..1st time me ajeeb hi lagta hai…
She : ohh..to 2nd mein ajeeb nahi lagta…?( Ohh..that does not seem strange in the 2nd)
he looked away…that’s it..she caught him..yesss…
He : dusri baar…ough…
she reached his face immediately : dusri baar kya…(what second time)
He : dusri baar wo ladki…
She : koi aur hi thi..
he looked at her confused n angry…don’t know what to answer..
He : koi aur matlab..do u think of me a flirt…
She ignored : naam bataona uska..
He : kiska..
She : woh dusri wali ka…
He : ough..he was getting irritated the way she was teasing him..
He : naam me kya hai..naam jaisa naam hota..tumhara naam mera naam…heyy btw..tumhara naam kya hai…( What’s in the name..Name as the name would be..Your name is my name … hey butt.. what’s your name)
She : don’t change the topic…jaldi naam batao..
He started walking back.. : naam me kya hai…
She followed : dekha dekha..mere bare me sab puchh liya..aur khud ke bare me kuchh bhi batana nahi chahte…( Have seen .. Ask all about me..and do not want to tell anything about yourself)
he kept quite..
She : i was right..u r a liar..a big liar..

He whispered getnly : SUNCHI…
She : kya kaha tumne…(what you just said)
He repeated : sunchi…
She : ye kya hai…(what is this)
He smiled : naam..
She walked towards him expressionless…
She : kis ka..
He smilingly looked at her : dusri wali ka..
She looked at him shocked…
He smiled : but..my 1st true love..

she looked at him for a sec…and started giggling..he looked at her confused like what just happened to her…
she repeated the name : sunchi…

and with that..she burst in laughter…laughing n laughing n laughing like a mad…not able to control the laughter in any way…he made angry face…
He : isme hasne ki kya baat..mumbai naam dekhne ke baad pyar karte hai…( What is the point of laughing at this?)
she somehow controlled herself : nahi re..sorry haan..
he was yet not convinced..
She : nahi re..tum koi gf hogi ye mene socha tha..uske kuchh naam bhi soche..like antara..meghna…and all…but sunchi…wid dat she again started laughing like creazy…

he made more angry face..she controlling knowing that’s wrong…
he knew how difficult it was for her to control that laugh..but somewhere he was getting annoyed…
She little laughing..little controlling the laugh : kaha mili…sunchi (she so much wanted to laugh) kaha mili…(where you found her)
He smiled : Delhi me hi..
she smiled too he started walking nowhere lost in himself..

He : japanese thi woh..
She walked behind him : woh to me naam se hi samajh gayi…hmm.. toh kaisi thi..sunchi…
He lost in himself : mast thi..pyari pyari anhkhen..tomato ki tarah laal laal gaal..wo gulab ki pankhudiyon ki tarah uske hoth…bilkul pari jaisi..(mast..Lovely eyes…her cheeks were red like tomato …her lips were like petals of red rose….Fairy)
she smiled noticing him lost in himself…
He : me pehle jahan rehta tha na..wahan pe paas me rehti thi..kabhi kabhi dekhte the hum ek dusre ko…fir ek deen mulakat huyi…( In the first place where i lived, there she lived in nearby. we used to see each other … Then one day met …)

he was telling so truthfully…she was also lost somewhere in the story…
She : kisi bahane se tum hi mile hoge..don’t lie..( You might have met any excuse)
he smiled at himself…
He : kafi jaan gayi ho tum mujhe..( You know me well ..)
She smiled : woh to hai..pyar pehle kisse huva…
He : dono ko ek sath hi huva…
She : that’s so sweet…awww

He smiled : par mujhse jyada use meri likhi huyi poems se pyar tha…( But more than me she loved Poems written by me)
she was surprised…
She : kya..poems..tum kavitayen banate ho..kya baat hai yaar…
He : kyu..me kavita nahi likh sakta…(why..can’t i)
She : mene aisa thodi na kaha..i meant..she japanese..u indian..samajhne me thodi mushkil huyi hogi na…
(I did not say anything like that..Matt..with Japaneses..It would have been a bit difficult to understand ..)
he shook his head in NO…lost in himself…
He : Poems samajhi nahi jati…samajh jata hai ehssason ko..us apne pan ko jo kavita me chhipa hota hai..

she smiled with this new person with so much different nature…

She : mujhe sunaoge koi…
she asked excitedly…

he just smiled and looked at the beautiful view ahead…rather say lost in his rhythm and music…

the winds started roaming little more wildly..making beautiful sounds…there smiles…there warm started to get mixed with the rhythm of the winds…nature started to look more peaceful…more calm..more serene..more pure…everything started to look more beautiful…like at least for some moments…but both forgot everything…why she is here…and what she is doing…he forgot everything..his batting..his friends…he was lost in the beautiful memory of his past…while she got lost…as she heard him sing…
…and his voice gave words to beautiful music of dose cold winds..

“Dekho chhod ke kis raste wo jaate hain
saare raste vapas mere dil ko aate hain”

his melodious voice ran through her spine…giving her a very different n warming feeling…she did feel the purity and innocence in his voice…

while he was totally lost in himself…his own words made him remember when he have created dose words…

“nahin saamne, nahin saamne ye alag baat hai
nahin saamne, nahin saamne ye alag baat hai”

she could feel the depth of those words…like there were not just words which he was uttering…they felt like memories spreading their magic once again…like the smell of beautiful flowers of their emotions..like the warm of their togetherness…there was love..
pure love in his voice…

“mere paas hai, mere paas hai tu mere paas hai
mere paas hai tu mere paas hai”

his own words dragged him to dose moments…when she was there to listen to these words..and give real meaning to it…those words were used to feel meaningless to him after she left…but 2day…
for some reason…once again he have uttered those words…for this strange girl..

“mere saath hai,mere saath hai”

both were trying to search broken string of the bind they shared once..she remembered her relationship with Rehaan..once she loved him…now..things are very different…but still..the smell of that emotion still haunts her sometime in loneliness…

he remembered of that strange relation he shared with sunchi…
but now things are not same anymore..she moved on her way..
n…to his way…but still dose pretty eyes till stared at him in his dreams..

“tera naam maine liya hai yahan
mujhe yaad tune kiya hai wahan
tera naam maine liya hai yahan
mujhe yaad tune kiya hai wahan”

she still remembered how their lovely fights slowly turned into serious fights…she always loved to be pampered..but he never did…she would take him name again and again..but wherever he is..he may be sometimes misses that dose calls of her…

he still remember…every time..he would make a poem..he would call her and show her…and when she would praise him..he feel like whole world is in his hand…those immature feeling of teenage…
however they were…but still they teenage had some magic…

“bade zor ki aaj barsaat hai
bade zor ki aaj barsaat hai”

suddenly it started raining…very slow raining…both looked at each other and laughed…for some reason..both didn’t feel like getting a shade for hiding..they wanted to get wet in that beautiful slow n rhythmic rain…like it was the rain of their old memories..showering on them once again…

“mere paas hai tu mere paas hai, mere paas hai tu mere paas hai
mere saath hai, mere saath hai”

both sat on a solid rock…nature..the area..everything looked so beautiful…on top of that his pure and serene voice…it all looked magical…they felt complete..after so long…the battle going in their minds for so many days..so many months..started to fed slowly slowly…started to get washed by the rain of love…

“bichhad ke bhi mujhse juda tu nahin
khafa hai magar bewafa tu nahin
bichhad ke bhi mujhse juda tu nahin
khafa hai magar bewafa tu nahin”

things have change…people have changed…they are not together anymore…but does that mean..everything they felt..everything they shared…whatever it be..emotions..understanding..love..care..does that all ended in fraction of sec…we can forget people..but can we forget emotions…?can we throw dose feeling out of our heart…?can we…??we can get angry of the person we love…but can we hate him…?can we hate that person till the height that the person doesn’t exist for us…?can we…?

“mere haath mein hi tera haath hai, mere haath mein hi tera haath hai”

though they are not physically together…but there heart still know each other..still beat for each other in loneliness…they try to make themselves so busy so that they will not get time to listen to those heart beats…cause they don’t want confront the truth…that they feel…they still feel……they still feel something..somewhere in that heart…

“mere paas hai tu mere paas hai, mere paas hai tu mere paas hai
mere saath hai, mere saath hai”

Slowly- slowly rain stopped…bringing them back to reality…
both looked at each other and smiled…both were knowing what was going in each others heart…he knew she must be missing REHAAN…she knew he must be missing SUNCHI..from where they came…how they meet…and now they here…sharing their memories with each other…life becomes so different sometimes…we do things unconditionally..unintentionally ….unknowingly…we just do it…without thinking much…

“mere pass hai, mere pass hai
mere saath hai, mere saath hai
mere pass hai, mere pass hai“
and with that…both started walking mutually..to the way they want…they were walking with each other…the music…the rhythm..started to fed slowly- slowly …lower..lower…and finally…it vanished…no1 was following the other 1…for some reason …they liked this walk…but didn’t accept…neither they needed or wanted…
they just walked…and left for their track…


To Be Continued….

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12 Comments
  1. UF3355

    AWESOME EXCELLENT INTERESTING MIND BLOWING PERFECT SUPERB👌👌👌😘😘😘
    Take Care And Stay Safe😊

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much UF !!

  2. AMkideewani

    Fantastic Bhaiyu

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Sam !!

  3. Niyati

    Amazing Bhai……Waiting for next one😊

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Niyu !!

  4. Nikita_jai29

    It is lovely

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Nikita !!

  5. Aarti32

    Amazinggg update Bhai
    Thank u for d PM

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Aaru !!

  6. Radhika.k

    Splendid ff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Started with funny dialogues…n ended in a philosophical…thought!!!Loved the way u explained the deep meaning of LOVE….I am telling u bro…A person who is missing someone..badly…will LOVE UR OS!!Rain part was most loving…..Completing my assignments slowly bhai

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Radhe !!
      Glad you liked it.
      Yaa sahi kaha person who is missing some1 special will love this.😄

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