It is the same night when Sona realized that she had found her true love
Bijoy was having hell of a time…
On Ishwari’s insistence they had stayed at Khatri’s house for the night in Roorkee. Ishwari’s attention had shifted to Khatri completely & Bijoy could not see his love go back to that good for nothing truck driver Khatri. Bijoy had to do something. Khatri was sitting in the verandah of his house when Bijoy slowly & slyly crept near him
Khatri: Kya chahiye? (What do you want?)
Bijoy: Nothing… Bas mai kuch soch raha tha … (I was just wondering…)
Khatri: Kya (What?)
Bijoy: Tu itna smart hai … kya muscles hai teri …to fir…. (You are so smart,muscular … then why…)
Khatri: divorce kaise hua? (Why did we get divorced?)
Bijoy: Aaaaaaahh
Khatri: Alap kyu laga raha hai ??? Sharab ki wajah ……. (Why are u singing? … Because of liquor….)
A fellow truck driver came & honked on the doorstep of Khatri’s house… Bijoy thought that he had got the key to all his problems …
Bijoy: Hehehahaha … Khatri ab tu khatre mein hain … kal tere saath hoga SORVANASH… Hahaha Ishwari tere paas wapas nahi jaayegi (Khatri you are dead… I’ll deal with you tomorrow … Ishwari will not go back to you)
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The trip to Agra was in its final hours. After a few more minutes at Sikandra(Akbar’s tomb) the trip would come to an end. Dev & Vicky were buying ice-creams; Elena & Sona were intently listening to Jatin who had opened an on-road history class. Dev handed over Sona’s ice cream to her. She took it without even looking at him.
Dev’s POV:
Dekho to madam ko(Look at her) … she is listening to Jatin with so much attention as if her life depends on it… Can’t even grace me with a look … I’ve brought her favorite flavour par nahi madam ko sirf Jatin ke saath baith kar Mughals ki history discuss karni hai ( She just wants to talks to Jatin about Mughal history)
Vicky: Let’s move otherwise the bus will leave us here with Akbar’s soul …
Vicky went near Elena & whispered in her ear, “At night he’ll wake up from his tomb & kill a girl with short length hair… Huhuhaha …”
Elena touched her hair & turned towards Vicky took out her bottle & chased Vicky to hit him … Vicky ran towards the bus, Elena followed …
Sona: Some people never change
Jatin: Let’s continue with our discussion …
DEV’S POV
Continue with your discussion? Seriously … What is so interesting in this? & Jatin why are you walking in between us? Uhhh … This is too much
Dev(pointing towards something): Jatin what’s that?
Jatin: Where?
Dev slowly slipped in between Jatin & Sonakshi. Jatin looked at Dev with a confused look
Jatin: Where?
Dev: Never mind
Dev’s Pov: Victory!!!
The Victory was shortlived. A girl was following them
Girl: Dev Oh Dev !!!
Jatin & Sona turned to see who it was.
Dev: Natasha!!!
Sona: Natasha?
Natasha, a student of humanities, was that girl who in every school Is the fashionista, sophisticated one who is the desire of every boy & is a creep according to every girl.Natasha has a crush on Dev & leaves no chance to flirt with him.
Natasha: Hi Deeeeeev !!!!
Jatin: Hi Natasha
Natasha: Can’t you see that I am talking to Deeeeeev … don’t interrupt.
Natasha looked at Sona & said
Natasha: Who is this fatso?
Sona: Hi! I am Sonakshi …
Natasha: Whatever…. So Dev where were you? I was looking for you in the entire trip. Seems that you are doing a lot of charity these … roaming around with such loosers…
Sona fumed in anger
Natasha lifted her finger & let it go about Dev’s face. She said, “ What is the rush Dev? Why don’t you spend some time with me or you should join me in my bus.”
Sona held Jatin by his arm & dragged him back to the bus … Jatin,Vicky & Elena sat together …
Sona: Why are you sitting there Elena?
Elena: Wo kya hai na Sona … mai nahi chahti ki Dev ko fir koi natak karna pade tere saath baithne ke liye … Ab mere phn me zyaada memory nahi hai mai record nahi kar paungi … So mai directly yaha baith gayi (I don’t want that Dev should again create a scene to sit with you)
Sona sat down on her seat. Slowly all her class mates boarded the bus but Dev was still outside. Sona could not tolerate it any longer. She got down the bus to see what was happening.
SONA’S POV: Huh! See that girl! Samajhti kya hai khud ko … kitna chipak rahi hai Dev se … MERE DEV se … Dev ke bhi muh mein zubaan nahi hai mana karne ke liye … Yeh sab ladke ek jaise hote hai… Sona usne tujhe kal console kia to tujhe kya laga he is in love with you? … Casanova kahi ka (Why is this girl standing so close to MY DEV … can’t he stop her? … All boys are the same… Yesterday he consoled you Sona so you thought that he is in love with you… He is a Casanova)
A tear made its way through Sona’s eyes. She quickly wiped it off. She entered the bus & went to the Driver
Sona: Uncle please steering wheel par se haath hatana …. (Please remove your hand from the steering wheel)
The driver did as directed… Sona pressed the horn several times & then leaned out of the bus to shout “All XI-G students… scattered here & there … WE ARE LEAVING”
Teacher: Thanks for helping Sonakshi
Dev boarded the bus & sat next to Sonakshi. Sona kept her bag &water bottle in between them.
Dev: Ise kya hua (What’s wrong with her?)
Vicky: Taapman bahut zyaada hai (Temperature is high)
Elena: Tufaan aane ki aashanka hai (Storm is about to come)
Jatin: Yaatri apni kursi ki peti bandh le (Fasten your seat belt)
Dev(To Sona): Knock Knock
Vicky: Who’s there?
Elena: Shut Up
Vicky: Arey … par
Elena: Ssssshhhhh
Dev(To Sona) : Ki hola?
Jatin: It’s ki holo
Dev: Sahi pakde hai …. Sona kuch to bolo… You promised me that no matter what you’ll speak to me always
Sona put her fingers in her ears & started shouting: Lalalalalala
Dev: Bengali me hi bol do (Speak in Bengali atleast )
Sona continued screaming: Pagla howar badol dine … Pagol amar mon jege othe (On a cloudy day of crazed winds, Leaps In joy this crazed heart of mine)
Jatin: Hey! That’s my favorite song !!!
Sona: Mine too …
Dev: No … no Bengali … back to Hindi
Sona: Why? Didn’t you have enough of Hindi while speaking to Natasha… Oh Wait! She wasn’t speaking to you she was drooling over … CHEAPRI
Dev: I can smell something burning?
Sona: I can’t
Dev: Jo khud jalega usko smell kaha se aayegi ( The one who is burning won’t be able to smell)
Sona: I am not jealous
Dev: I never said so…
Sona closed her eyes… pakdi gayi …
Sona: Dev … tumi eakdum ….
Dev: Eakdum what ? Smart, intelligent, handsome ??
Sona: Eakdum Impossible
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At night Bijoy had brought bottles of whisky
Bijoy: I’ll mix these in Khatri’s lassi & then Ishu will be mine…
After some time the bottles of scotch had vanished… Bijoy saw Khatri passing by
Bijoy: Khatri … Tu saari pi gaya (Have you drunk all of it?)
Khatri: Kya pi gaya (What?)
Bijoy: Sharab (Scotch)
Khatri: Chee…. mai nahi pita (I don’t drink)
Bijoy: Then who has taken those bottles of scotch?
Khatri: Scotch? Pagal buddhe … Tu ghar me sharab le aaya … Ab wo hoga (You bought Scotch … Now that will happen..)
Bijoy:Kya? (What?)
Khatri: Wo … jo tu kehta hai (That word that you keep on saying)
Bijoy: SORVANASH
Khatri: Haa Sorvanash
Bijoy: Kyu ? (Why?)
They heard Ishwari shouting from the terrace
Ishwari: GAON WALON !!! SUICIDE … SUICIDE
Khatri: Isiliye buddhe (That’s why)
Bijoy: Ye to SORVANASH KA SORVANASH HAI
PRECAP: Drunk Ishwari & reason behind Khatri & Ishwari’s divorce revealed