Guy's it's a new one and most of you may be read it in BhaviMehta4 's account already .Every shayri in this story is written by her and it was her demand that I write a story on this topic 😊😍 thank you Bhavi for give me a nice plot... and there are some Bengali  dailouges in  the  story ( I translated that dailouges in hindi )... So if you not read it already then check it. 😊

It's morning. Khwaish open the window of her room. She mesmerized the beauty of nature in spring.

"Happy birthday my little bunny....." Some one whispered in her ear. A smile visible on her face.

"Dad! When you come home ?" She asked her father in surprise. She hugged him tightly. Today was her 18th birthday... and she really missed him. They lived in Canada. But her father went to India for two long weeks for a business deal.

"2 hours ago. Your mom scolding me for that... But dear I am engaged in a very important meeting... I am sorry for late." Shravan said his only daughter.... Khwaish Malhotra.

"No need ... I am so happy that you are here. But I want a special gift from you today."Khwaish pouted adorably.

"Anything princess.. just say it." Shravan promised her to put his hand on her head.

"Dad.. I want to know your love story. Mamma always hiding this to me.... or otherwise she said that your grandfather choose me for his only son and my parents like that proposal... and we get married .But today I want to know it properly....... Please dad." Khwaish requested him.

"Hmm...
Your mumma.... Queen of my realm.
Call her first." He said her.

"But dad.. mumma... " Khwaish hesitated.

"I tell you but not without her consent.. it's her life story too..... and it's a beautiful love story.. I promise." Her dad assured her.

Khwaish was dragging her mom in her room.

"Khwaish.. what is this ?" Suman asked her daughter with a surprised tone.

"Mumma... I want a gift from you." Khwaish said excitedly.

"Say it Khush.."Suman tell khwaish.

"Today you both tell me your love story without any arguments... I am waiting so long and I am officially 18 today." Khwaish said to her parents.

Suman looked at her husband and then noded shyly.

"Ok.. honey .. we tell you a love story which started 20 years ago and still running." Shravan said mischievously.

"Tera khubsurat chehra...subah ki pheli Kiran ke jaisa...tumhare hothon ki ye madhosh muskaan..dekh pattjadh main bhi bahar khil jaye...kya kahu tumhe eh husaan ki Malika...tujhe dekhuuu to Dil Ko Sukoon aaye...."

"I met with your mumma in one of my close freind's wedding ceremony. She was only 21 at that time... and it was a Bengali wedding.. guess whom he is ? Shravan asked his daughter.

"A wedding ceremony...
Umm it was definitely my dear preetilata mami and Pushkar Mamu's wedding ceremony. Am I right dad?" Khwaish asked her dad.

"Ten out of ten." Shravan answered to Khwaish.

"Okk.. so please take your seat on the ride of a love journey.... Where a boy of Punjab fall in a love of a Bengali girl ... " Shravan said amusingly. "Please Sumo sit beside me... without you this journey is incomplete jaan."

"Shravannn?"

"Kya?"

"Aap aise khush ki samne.... beti hai woh hamari." Suman said annoyingly.

"Mom... Mom.. please .. don't scold him today and I said you that I am turn eighteen today. So guy's please don't fight today." Khwaish said .
" And for today I am just a viewer so don't hesitate."

"But Khush..."Suman tried to say something.

"Please mom" Khwaish pouted.

"Uffff.. do what ever you want to do.. I am just here because today is your birthday." She said annoyingly.

But Khwaish and her dad overlooked Suman's angry bird eyes and Shravan started their story.

"Qyamat tak tera intazar karenge ....tanha hogi zindagi ..par tera intezar karenge....jab hum intezar ke Baad milenge ...to ye qyamat humri Milan ka gawah hogi..."

Flashback start

"Sumo dadar phone ta aktu niye aay.." Rontu told Sumon.

(Sumo please dada ke phone la kar aana...)

"What? Tui ja.. " Suman said annoyingly.

(What? Tu ja)

"Please Sumo....." Rontu requested her. He was her cousin.

"Agar himmat hai to khud ja aur dada ki phone le aa....." Sumo made her face.

"I am not brave like you ... please Sumo.. please sona bon amar." Rontu almost begging her.

At last Sumo went to her elder brother's room for stole his phone for some time.

"Uhuuu... Dada ne phone kaha par rakha ?"

She searched the mobile very carefully because Pushkar slept on his bed. At last she noticed it in the corner of his pillow. She grinned and went to take it. She sat on the bed and slowly took the phone over his body... but suddenly he moved and put his hand around her waist and pulled near to him just like a pillow and slept again. Sumo tried to free herself from his grip but he sunngled more on her neck .

"Dada ki korchish?.. Charr amay...ami  Preeti boudi na. " At last Sumo slapped his arm to freed herself. But her eyeballs jump out from her shoket when she saw an unknown face in front of her.

(Dada tu kar kya rahi hai?.. Chod mujhe... mai Preeti bhabhi nahi hoo.)

"OMaagooo.... " Suman widened her eye's.

( Mommm....)

"Chor.. chor .. please.. pls keu amake bachau... mamoni" Suman closed her eyes in fear and screaming loudly.

(Chor.. Chor.. please.. pls.. Koi mujhe bachao.... Mom...)

But he put his hand over her mouth to stop her screaming.

"Please stop shouting. Tum kya bol rahi ho mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha hai " He said with an embarrassed voice .

"Umm... tum .. tum koun ho?" Tum meri dada ki bed par kya kar rahi ho? Meri dada kaha hai ?"Suman asked in fear.

"Dada ?" It's mean she is Pushkar's sister. Her name may be sam ya simu... he didn't get it properly.

But he forgot to answer her. He just lost her two mesmerizing eyes.... beautiful lotus pink cheeks... black long hair. Her any word couldn't break his trance. Unmindfully he want to touched her cherry like lips.

"In nazro ne jab tujhe dekha to Dil main ek janjanahat siii huuiii...Dil ne kaha eh-nadan-eh-dil ...nasamj...ye teri wo justzoo h jiske sapne tumne apne Dil m basaye hue hain....."

"Hey... tum.. tum yeh kya kar rahe ho?" She said angrily. She soved his hand and wiggled in his embrace.

Shravan immediately moved his hand and sat on the bed. What the hell he was going to be done ?Sumo also get down from the bed immediately.

"Mai tumhe phir puch rahi hoo.. thik thik batauoon..Tum yaha kaise aaye ? Yeh mat bolna ki tum uss kidki se aaye ho." She asked her angrily.

"Sorry.... mai chor nahi hoo.. " He defended. "Mera naam Shravan hai... full name Shravan Malhotra. Mai Pushkar ki dost hoo... or uski shaadi attend karne aaya hoo."

Meanwhile Pushkar entered in the room and introduced Shravan as his college freind... He lived in Mumbai... Recently he completed his MBA and joined their own business... Malhotra corporation.

"Sumo..... Shravan kal raat 12 baje Mumbai se aaya hai mere shaadi attend karne ke liye." Pushkar said with a smile.

"Tu ja aur Anna pisi ko bol breakfast ready karne ke liye." Pushkar wishpered to Sumon. " Bye the way tu iss ghar mei... Kya kar rahi thi? Koi kaam tha?"

"Haa.. nahi... matlab koi kaam nahi tha .. mai to aise hi aayi thi." Suman mumbling in fear.

"To phoot yaha se."Pushkar mocked her.

"Jaa rahi hoo... " Suman replied him make her face.

"Bandaria..." Pushkar grimaced.

"Bandar.."Suman mimicked.

Pushkar chased her and she immediately ran from there.

Shravan smiled amusingly to heard the brother sister convo.

"Teri sis KGB ki agent hai Kya?" Shravan grinned.

"Usse jayda." Pushkar replied and both friends started giggling loudly.

Suman overheard their smile from outside and growling in rage.

"Fazil... oshobho chele kothakar... ek e to dada r bed e shueche tarpor abar daat ber kore kore hash se.... oshojjo!" Sumon entered the kitchen with force and told Anna pisi to ready Shravan's breakfast as early as possible.

( Uncultured.... besharam ladka... Ek to meri dada ke bed par so raha tha.. Uppar se daant phar phar ke haas raha hai.....  Mai usse bilkul bardast nahi kar sakti.... huh😡)

Then she joined her cousins.

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But Shravan felt restless from their fast meeting. He like her.. in fact he lost his heart in the first moment his eyes captured her.. He tried to follow her every possible way but she was always surrounded by her freinds and cousins. He had spent three restless night.

4th day he got a chance to spent some time with her.

Pushkar requested Shravan for a help. Suman wanted to go to her dress designer .Her dress became loose and she is crying badly from last night.

"Mom can't allow me... please can you go with her behalf of me?"Pushkar requested.

" Of course." Shravan noded cordially. He was happy to got that chance.

"Thanks yarr.. take my bike." Pushkar threw his bike's key to Shravan.

"Okk.. man.... just say her for ready." Shravan said.

Suman called Bhagwan ji 100 times in 10 minutes.. what the hell that boy drove the bike so fast? And Dada... how could he did this?

"Puri duniya mei dada ko aur koi ladka nahi mila ?? Iss ke sath hi bhej na tha.. isse acha hoti aagar mai Rontu ko leke aati" Suman murmuring in rage 😡😡

Suddenly their bike stopped at a traffic signal and Sumon's chest collided with his back.

"Thodi dheere se nahi chala sakta?" Suman said angrily.

"Huh.. kuch bola tumne?" He turned his face in response.

"Nahi... " Suman greeted her teeth.
"Amon bhabh korse jeno bhaja mach ulte khete jane na... fazil chele kothakar... Icha kore arom korse...."Suman murmured.

(Aise kar raha hai jaise.. Jaise kuch samjh nahi aa raha hai... badtameez kahika..jaan bujhkar aise kar raha hai.)

At last they reached the boutique.

"Mujhe ek baat kehni hai.."She hesitated.

"Kaho?" He asked.

"Mmm.... Kya tum bahar rukh sakte ho do minute ke liye ? Mujhe kuch private baat karni hai unse... to mai tumhari samne comfortable nahi ho
paungi.. please." Suman said fidgeting her fingers.

"Oh.. sure. I am waiting here." He replied gently.

Suman smirking and entered the shop.

1..2.. 5.. 10.. 15.. 20.. 30.. 45 minutes later she came here.

"Oh.. sorry mujhe late ho gayi.. tumhe bura to nahi laga na." She put a fake concern on her face.

"Nahi.. to." He smiled " tumhari kaam ho gayi to aab chale."

"Hmm... mujhe na thodi shoes dekhni hai." She demanded childishly. Shravan noded... Now if she cry for the moon... he tried to give her that also...

They searched more than fifteen shops. But she didn't like none of them. After that she postponed it. Only one pair of shoes she liked but it was not fit her. It was small.

They back home after three hours later. Indeed this journey was also like first half and Suman made her face again. When Sumon entered the house Shravan called her from behind.

"Ek baat kahoo?" He asked mischievously put out the helmet.

"Kya? " She asked him while frowning.

"Mujhe peeche se nahi samne se pakad kar dhakka khane ki himmat hai."He announced shamelessly while folding his arms on his chest. He said looking directly in to her eyes.

Suman didn't utter another word and entered her room in a hurry.

"Ki voyonkor chele re baba?"Suman closed the door and locked it properly. She settled her mind that she maintained a safe distance from that guy.

( Kitna dangerous ladka hai re baba)

Today was Pushkar's wedding day. Whole house decorated with different types of flowers and lights.

Pushkar's wife Pritilata was also a Bengali. So.. the whole wedding was set like a Bengali style. Shravan never attend a Bengali wedding before.. he noticed every thing very curiously.

"Shravan da aap bhut interest ki saath shaadi ki kayda kanoon dekh rahe ho.. koi Bengali queen le jane ka irada hai Kya?"Rontu asked Shravan facetiously.

"Aree nahi... Bengali girls khud mere peeche padhe hue hai.. mai to bhai pure Punjabi rehne wala hoo." He said look at Boishakhi. She was Suman's maternal cousin. She tried her best to got his attention for several times. But suddenly Suman came here just like a storm.

"Rontu da edike aay bolsi.. ai fazil cheletar sathe mishe tui o ek dom fazil hoe jabi.. " Suman dragged Rontu with her.

(Rontu da tu idhar aa.. maine mana kiya tha na ki iss ke sath baat mat karna.. Iss ke sath rehkar tu bhi badtameez ban jayga.)

"Isshhh... yeh bengali queen kaha se tapak padi maydan mei.. " Shravan bit his tongue.

"Shravan apni jaban ko sambhal.. jab isse kuch bolna chahta hoo tab to sunta nahi.. aur bin mange barrish ki tarah ... jaha hona nahi chahiye uha baras jati hai." Shravan murmured to looking at her angry face.How any one looked so cute in her angry mode? But she looked. Shravan couldn't move his gaze from her. She looked stunning with her open hair. It touched her hip.

His hand became crazy to play with her dark mahogany coloured hair. Shravan sighed. Could it really happen one day that she became mine?

Shravan tapped his forehead "Shayad mera love story yaha par hi hi khatam hone wala hai."

But Shravan didn't lost his hope in reality. He enjoyed a lot and experienced lots of things in last ten days. Now it was the time when he said a goodbye to Pushkar's family.

They all loved them so much.. only one person hate her from her heart. She had no interest on him.But Shravan consoled himself to say that Don't loose your hope.

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4 Years Later

Shravan.... now he was a busy guy. Next day he called three meetings with his shareholders. He and his assistant Lara was exhausted in the pile of papaers.

Ssuddenly he got a call from Pushkar.

"Shravan.... yarr I need your help." Pushkar said anxiously.

"Tu wait kyu kar raha hai ... bolna Kya help chahiye?" Shravan asked signatured on file.

"Buddy meri Coti behan yaad hai na tujhe...." Pushkar said from other side of the phone.

Shravan could feel the beat of his heart .. it was beating faster and loud just like a drum beat.

"Shaadi fix ho gayi hai kya uski?" Shravan mumbling. He gulped in fear.

"Shravan...." Pushkar called him .

"Huh..." He responded with a sad voice.

"Sumo Mumbai ja rahi hai two weeks ke liye... tu please usse airport se receive karke uski freind ki ghar paucha dega?" Pushkar said.

"Oh.. " He dropped the pen on the file in relaxation. "yeh baat hai."

"Haan" Pushkar noded.

"Kitna darr gaya tha.." He said suddenly.

"Kyu?" Pushkar smiled mischievously while frowning. He secretly knew his freinds condition. He was happy that Shravan fell in love with his Choti.

"Nahi... matlab yeh koi help hai Kya? Aur Sumo friend's ki ghar kyu rahegi... hamare ghar mei kyu nahi.. itna bada ghar hai hamara aur mom sunegi to naraz ho jaygi ki mai ja kar tere ghar mei rehta hoo aur teri behan kisi dusro ki ghar mei." Shravan said hurriedly.

"Aree nahi uski freind's ki shaadi hai to uha par hi rukegi. " Pushkar said.

"Oh.. acha phir to kuch aalag baat hai" Shravan replied in disappointment.

"Haan" Pushkar agreed him.
"Mai rakhta hoo... tu please kal jake usse airport se le jana."

Shravan cut the phone. He shuffled his mobile screen.. and her magnificent beauty dazzled his eyes. A smile formed in to the corner of his lips.

"Aaj tumse Dil ki har baat kehne Ko Dil chahta hain...jo tumse pyar karne ko Dil chahta hain...Ajeeb sii Kashish h tum mein...tum par apni Jaan-eh-qurbaan karne ko jee chahta hain..."

Next day Shravan went to the airport one hour earlier. He continued roaming in the waiting area. At last he saw her shadow with her luggages. Four years later... She became more beautiful and tall. His heart was beating so fast. Shravan wait for a minute to control his adrenaline torture then went near to her.

"Hi.. Sumon." He called her hiding all his emotions but his glowing face described everything.

"Oh.. hi" She felt her stomach flutter as he said her name.

"How are you?" He asked. His eyes brimming with love. Suman can sensed that gaze. Did he still like her? Like?? Yess. But he never said. But She knew it.

"Suman are you ok?" He asked again.

"Oh yes.... tum sorry Aap?" Suman asked with a smile.

"Fine.."Shravan smiled in answer.They put her luggages in the car .

"Uncle aunti kaise hai?" Shravan asked locking his seat belt.

"Achi hai... aap phir kabhi nahi aaye Delhi? Kitni time lagta hai?"Suman asked suddenly.

Tumne kabhi bulaya nahi.. Shravan tried to say but instead that he said "Tumhari shaadi mei zaroor aaunga."

Suman smiled in answer.

"Chale.." He wanted permission.

"Jii..." Suman noded.

"Sumo... ?"Shravan asked suddenly but next moment he apologised to her.

"Sorry can I call you Sumo?"

"Haan.. sure." She noded. Suman loved that name when he call her Sumo..

"Tum mujhe pehle tum bolti thi..." He increased the speed of the car.

"Woh char saal pehle ki baat hai... mai 19 ki thi.. immature thi.. and uss time maine jo jo bola... I am really very sorry for that." She looked at him with shame.

"Aree nahi... sorry kis baat ki... woh sab to majak tha..." He said instantly. Her one sorry was enough for him.

Suman smiled.

"Pushkar... Preeti sab thik hai na?" He asked.

"Yaa... hamari ek princess bhi hai.. Pushpita " Suman showed him a picture of Pushkar's daughter.

"Yess.. I saw her in FB. She looks like her mother."Shravan told her.

"But every one said that she looks like me." Suman said proudly.

"No.. She looks like her mother." He repeated again.

"Oh.. May be." She answered sadly.

"Yes... hamari beti bilkul tumhari tarah hogi... "He said silently to look at her sullen face.

After that they talk about some general topics. Actually Shravan asking and Sumo noded or smiled mostly.

Twenty-five minutes later they almost reached her destination.

"Tumhari freind ki ghar aa gayi hai"
Shravan dropped her in her friends house.

"Thanks " She said.

"Thanks kyu?" Shravan frowned.

"Aap itna time barbad karke mujhe lene aaye... aapko sure bhut loss hua hoga.. ek thanks to banta hai." She giggled.

"Hmm... ok see you later" He thought she invite him in her freind's wedding.

"Sure meri shaadi mei... 😂😂" She waved her hand.

Shravan smiled also.. Yess she had changed a lot. Pehle itni baat to dur ki baat madam ek smile bhi nahi deti.

After fifteen days Sumon returned to Delhi.

But in fifteen days Shravan took her in his home.. met her with his parents.

Shravan's patents were so happy to saw her because they could understand that she was the girl whom their boy fell in love. And they liked her instantly.

Suman was joly and polite. She showed his parent's proper respect .. they noticed it mostly. They just wanted that their boy made a final decision... he was 29 now. Shravan was their only child. They wanted to saw his happy family life. They wanted to spend some time with their grand child.

They didn't pressurize him for his marrige now but if he made a decision then after one year later they could say something about this matter.

Shravan took Suman in shopping.. restaurants... cinema. They both collected many special moment's for their personal dairy.

Actually Pushkar was the person... who really wanted to tie Shravan with her sister. That's why he invited Shravan in his wedding specially and observed their reaction. Shravan immediately fell for her... Pushkar easily find it but his younger sister was a hard nut.

Suman came from Mumbai with lots of happy moments. First.... she really enjoyed her dearest freind's wedding and secondly she got a new freind. In this fifteen days Shravan became her good freind. Suman smiled to remembered their first meeting.

It was really very embarrassing.

First time she behaved very rudely with him but luckily he was a nice guy. He forgave her... she was thankful to him.

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Hello Sumo..!!

Haa... boliye..

Yarr mai raat bara baje plane mei rahunga to abhi  wish karna chahta hoo..

Kis baat ki.....

Tumhari janamdin ki.... kal birthday hai na tumhari...

Ok.. done

Karoo?

Haan kaha na...

"Tere pyar mein madhosh hone ko Dil chahta hain..tere pyar mein har hadd par karne ko Dil chahta hain...ho apna pyar itna pakk ki..khuda bhi Sajde mein jhuk jaye..."

Shravann.. Yeh kya hai!

Shayri..

Shayri????

Haan kyu joke lag rahi hai Kya?

Nahi.. nahi .. Maine socha aap propose to nahi kar rahi hona? Aise shayri.... pyar ki baatein

Shravan gulped (Bheje mei sach mei kuch hoti to yeh question thodi puchti.)

Aree shayri hai.... iss liye to feelings ki baate hai.. Mai essay thodi na likh raha hoo ki cow ki description dunga..

Haan.. thik hai..

"By the way shayri kaise hai?" He asked curiously.

"Amazing... mujhe to patah hi nahi tha ki aap likhte bhi ho." She positioned her pillow behind her head.

Shravan smiled amusingly.
"Okk.. to I wish you a very very Happy Birthday Suman ya ni hamari sabki Sumo and I am very unlucky that I am not present there to give my gift to you by myself."

"MATLAB?" She sat on the bed surprisingly.

"Matlab... aap ki liye thik bara baje ek gift pauchegi ..please aap usse accept kar lena.. and I hope that you like it." He said mysteriously.

"Shravan iss  ki kya jaroorat thi.."

"Woh aap nahi samjhenge?"

"Yeh aap aap chodiye aur mujhe samjhaiye.."

"Aaj nahi kisi aur din.."

"It's a promise haan"

"Promise.."

"Ok.. done..."

And Suman accepted a large size rapped box... a bouquet and a chocolate cake just 12 A.M from a delivery boy.

Suman was really very surprised to get his gift.. at first she couldn't believe that he really did it. Literally she danced in joy.

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1 year later

Now Shravan and Sumon's freindship already celebrated it's first year. Every time he went to Delhi.. he must be met with her but still he couldn't said his real feelings for her.

Shravan was hundred percent confidant about his own feelings for her but he had a fear. If she deny him? He prayed to God for do something.

Then Pushkar became a magician in this love story.

He told his parents that he like Shravan... for his sister.
Suman was the eye of the Apple in their family. Pushkar knew whole Malhotra family very well. They would made her their princess and there was no doubt about it. Preeti also supported him. At last their parents agreed and said that if Shravan's family were interested then they had no objection.

And Shravan's family just wait for a good news to celebrated it.

One day Shravan was working in his cabin. Suddenly Pushkar entered the room.

"Yeh kaise ho gaya? Am I dreaming? Delhi ki mashoor businessman ko iss nacheez ki yaad kaise aa gaya.."Shravan said teasingly. Every time Shravan went to meet him in Delhi..

"Rehne de .. thodi time ki baad tera bhi aise haal hone wala hai" Pushkar answered him in same the way.

"Matlab?" Shravan asked Pushkar.

But Pushkar just smiled and came to the point.

Pushkar asked Shravan that did he interested to marry Suman? At first Shravan couldn't answer anything.... actually he thought that Pushkar identified his weakness for Suman and now he tried to confirm it. Shravan felt so embarrassed in front of Pushkar. Pushkar was his best freind. If Pushkar didn't allow his feelings for her then he never opened his heart in front of Sumo.

"Pushkar mai.. mai apna feelings kabhi Sumo ko nahi bataya.. "Shravan said with a painful voice." Sumo is innocent.. usse kuch mat bolna please."

"Usse kya bolungi yarr... mujhe khud hi nahi patah." Pushkar sat on the chair impatiently and looked at him.

"Matlab?" Shravan looked at Pushkar quizzicaly.

"Matlab tu usse pasand karta hai bhi ya nahi..? Dekh bhai mai manta hoo ki woh thodi ziddi hai aur gusse wali hai but dil ki bhut achi hai and one more thing she is a very good cook 😉" Pushkar winked.

Shravan was shocked to hear Pushkars word. He couldn't believe that his freind literally gave him lifetime opportunity to spend his life with Suman. Was it really happening?

"Shravan hum sab tujhe bhut pasand karte hai... Aab tu man jayega to tension khatam. Yarr ek bar bol Suman tujhe pasand hai ki nahi... tu shaadi karega usse?" Pushkar asked him again.

"Pushkar mai.. mai to.. meri baat chod . Tu pehle baata ki yeh baat Sumo ko patah hai? Usne haan boldi?"Shravan asked impatiently.

"Abhi tak nahi.. lekin mujhe patah hai ki woh na nahi bolegi aur na bolne ki koi vajah bhi nahi hai actually. Our Full family liked you." Pushkar assured Shravan.

"But Pushkar.. yeh uski life hai aur jabardasti mai usse shaadi nahi kar sakta." Shravan said in tension.

"Aree jabardasti kyu hogi ... hum usse puche bagair yeh kadam thodi uthaenge but tu mera sabse kareeb dost hai aur mai tujhe puche bagair yeh baat usse bolna sahi nahi samjha... that's it." Pushkar cleared his pov to Shravan.

"Aab sab teri haat mei hai Shravan.. tu mujhe apna decision baata?"Pushkar asked worriedly.

"Mai apna decision kya bataoon.. I like her... no.. no.. not like her .. I love her very much Pushkar. But tujhe kabhi kehne ki himmat nahi hua aur tera family yeh baat kaise leti.. iss liye chup raha." Shravan at last confessed to Pushkar about his feelings for Suman.

"Shravan mai tujhe Sumo se mila ne ke liye hi mere wedding mei aane ke liye itna request Kia tha because you are too much perfect guy for her. Tu agar Sumo se shaadi karega mai sach mei bhut kush ho jaunga." Pushkar accepted his intention to invite Shravan in his wedding.

"To aab mai kya sochu ?Are you ready to accept my younger sister as your bride?" Pushkar asked him patted his shoulder.

Shravan stood there just like a dumb. But internally he just burst out in laughter. What Pushkar just said... he was the chosen one.. Oh my God. How this miracle happened?

"Humne jab tumhe dekha to socha nhi tha ki Dil mein rooh ki tarah bas jaoge.. humne jab tumhe chaha to socha hi nahi tha..ki tum jeene ki wazah ban jaoge...."

"Shravan I am waiting" Pushkar said.

"Yarr... tu wait hi kyu kar raha hai.. Sumo ko call kar mai abhi kar leti hoo.. usse shaadi.. Mujhe koi problem nahi hai"

He smiled shamelessly.

"Too much crazy.. haan" Pushkar mocked.

"Hmm... "He still smiling.

"Waise mujhe patah tha but phir bhi teri confession zaroori tha.." Pushkar confessed.

Shravan smiled from his heart.

"Ok then you tell your parents and come to our house with a wedding proposal.. "

"But Sumo? Bura man gayi to?" He still hesitated.

"Nahi karegi.... Woh teri nahi meri behan hai.. bachpan se janta hoo mai usse... don't worry... she likes you." Pushkar assured him.

"Dislike nahi karti yeh patah hai lekin baad mei pachtana to nahi padhega na.. aagar dusra koi ladka pasand hai to..." Shravan said.

"Shravan tu andha hai Kya?" Pushkar greeted his teeth.

"Andha?" Shravsn frowned.

"Sath sath behra bhi hai tu ...aab yeh sab chod aur Uncle & aunty ko lekar Delhi.. aa ja." Pushkar stood up and smiled at the stupidity of his freind."

"Mai chalta hu." Pushkar said.

"Hmm.. " Shravan noded.

Next day Shravan and his family went to Suman's house with a  wedding proposal and their marrige date fixed on 24th July.

Shravan asked Suman that if she had any objection about that marriage she could freely talk to him. But she replied that she had no objection. She would marry any one where her parents decided to marry her. Shravan smiled but somewhere he felt a pinch in his chest. " kisi ko bhi shaadi kar leti."😢          

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Suman sat on the bed... she felt very nervous. Still she couldn't believe that now she was a married woman... Mrs.Shravan Malhotra!  Her life was turned into 180° angle within a day.

Suddenly she heard the foot steps behind her.

Shravan!

She remembered their first meeting.'Oshobho chele'(Badtameez ladka)......  Suman smiled unmindfully to remember her word.

A soft sound broke her trance.

"Tension ho rahi hai Kya?" He asked with concern.

"Nahi to..." She smiled softly. Shravan looked at his bride lovingly. How many times he imagined her as his  bride and finally that dream came  true.

"Aap kab aaye?" She gulped. Her heartbeats increased rapidly to heard his voice. Why his every act effected her too much from their first day?

"Jab tum aapni khayalon mei dubi hui thi.." He sat in front of her. Suman felt her hands were trembling slightly.

"Ghar ki yaad aa rahi hai?" He asked .

Suman lowered her head and smiled shyly.

"Tum.. tum smile kyu kar rahi ho?" He asked her curiously " Mai joker lag raha hoo Kya?"

Suman noded her head negatively.

"Sumo please bolo na? mai bhi to janu ki tum itni smile kyu rahi hai?" He asked her again. It was very hard for him to keep distance from her but he resisted himself. Still he didn't clear about her feelings for him.

"Woh hamara first meeting yaad aa gayi.." She said it in a low sound and giggling again.

"Oh... acha woh.. 😄 bhut bure phase the.. chor bana diya tha tumne." Shravan smiled. His face shone with pleasure.

"Haan..." She lowered her chin down closer to her chest. " I.. i am sorry."

"Please forget that..." Shravan replied immediately. " Uss waqt halat hi kuch aise thi aur chori to sach mei hui thi waha..."

"Kya?"Suman asked surprisingly.

"Mera phone."Shravan smiled mischievously.

"Phone? Lekin maine to dada ki phone liya tha... aap ki phone to.. " Suddenly she bite her tongue. " Isshh.. ami dadar ta bhebhe aapnar ta nie niesilam?"

"Hmm.... " Shravan noded smilingly.

"Kintu aapni bujhlen ki kore?" Sumon asked him surprisingly.

"Matlab?"He asked. He couldn't understand her Bengali 😦

"Oh.. I mean aapko patah kaise chala?" She asked him again. She was hell surprised.. how he knew that ? She stole that mobile very cleverly.

"Rontu mere paas aaya tha... ki Shravan da yeh shayad aapka moblie hai.. aur Rontu ne jab tak woh mobile lautaya tha tab tak mera memory card ka 1 gb was already full by someone's beautiful picture." Shravan showed her pictures in his mobile.

"Isshhh...

Is liye yeh pic mujhe kahi nahi mili.. mai kitni dhundhi dada ki phone mai.. sab sab uss Rontu ki liye hua hai.. usi ne request kya tha dada ki mobile lane ko." Suman crushed Rontu.. and then she said him sorry again.

"But maine woh chori nahi ki.. Dada ko patah thi ki mai moblie le ti thi aur mai aapko dada samajh rahi thi.." She confessed. She felt embarrassed in front of him.

"Are you sure ki tumne sirf phone li thi?" He smirked.

"Haan.. phone ke alava to kuch nahi..." But suddenly she looked at his grinning face and realisation hitted her. Her face turned into crimson red.

"Kya?" He waggled his brow.

"Kuch nahi" She lowered her head again.

"Sumo... can I touch your hand?" He pleaded more than asked. Suman closed her eyes and noded lightly.

A smile crept on his lips. He held her delicate palm in his large one and put a beautiful diamond ring in her finger.

It was very beautiful. Suman looked at it's beautiful shape.

"Kaise laga?" Shravan asked with curiosity.

"Bohut pyari..." Suman replied.

"Sumo mai ek baat puch na chahta hoo... patah nahi pehle puch lena chahiye tha ya nahi.. but aab mai Janna chahti hoo.... puchu?" He asked softly.

She tilted her head and smiled slightly.

"Kya? Puchu ya na puchu?" He asked in confusion.

"Aap puchiye?" She gave him permission.

"Nahi..." He said with a sulky face.

"Kya hua?" Suman asked sheepishly.

"Mai abhi bhi kuch nahi lagti hoo kya tumhari? Abhi bhi aap aap bolte ho.. bohut dur ki rishtedar hoo na mai tumhari?" He answered sadly.

"Nahi... woh main .. main... please aap naraz mat ho jaiye mai dheere dheere bolungi..." She was blabbering to his sullen face.

"Pakka? " He asked.

"Pakka..." She answered.

"Hmm...

Sumo tum aapni marzi se yeh shaadi ki na.. Koi jabardasti to nahi thi na?" He asked to look at her eyes directly.

"Nahi... to.. Kyu?" Suman replied in surprise.

"Koi jabardasti ?" He asked again.

"Nahii.... bataiye na kyu???" Suman couldn't understand why he asked  that question.

"Kuch nahi aise hi..." Then suddenly he pulled her palms close to his mouth and kissed her both palms softly. A light,subtle touch of his soft lips electrified her all body.

Suman's felt an unbound emotion in her whole body. What was it she never felt before?

"Sumo..."

"Huuu...."

"I want to confessed something....."

"Kyaaa...."

"Woh birthday ki wish mei mai aapna..."

"Patah hai.. aap propose kar rahe the.. Yaad hai maine puchi thi?"

"Haan maine socha tum samajh jaugi.."

"Maine socha tha tum confessed kar loge..."

"Really!! Tum mere propose karne ki wait kar rahi thi..???"

Suman noded then immediatly covered her face with her palms.

Shravan held her palms lovingly and uncovered her beautiful face.

"Tujh bin in aankhon mein ab neend kaha ..tujh bin in aankhon mein khawab kaha...ho sake to meri zindagi ban jao.. ...in aankhon ko sirf chachat tumhari hain..."

Slowly he put his arm around her tiny waist and pulled her close to him. Then held her tightly." I love you Mrs. Sumon Malhotra... Will you love me?

Suman smiled from her heart.

"Chaha tha jab tumhe ..socha nhi tha ki dhadkan mein rooh ki tarah bas jaoge..maangi thi dua rabb se ..ki mere ban jao..tum dunia ban jaoge ..ye socha Na tha..."

He rubbing his nose on her neck. A mare touch of his stubble gave her goosebumps. Suman closed her eyeleads tightly. A thumb dancing on her lips. She felt the reverberations go through his body.

She opened her eyes slowly. He was still looking at her face.

"I want to lost in you... can you accept me ?" He whispered in her ear.

"Aksar khabhoo mein Taqdeer se kaha karte the ki wo Hume takate rahe ..aur hum unhe...aise hi takate hue do dilo ki tapish pighal jaye. Hum do Jism ek Jaan ban gaye"

She noded smilingly.

Then he threw every barrier  which divided them two...

Suman"Mere har sawal ka jawab tum ho ...mere har Raaz ke raazdaar tum ho..tum hi to ho mere khuda..Hafiz bhi tum hi ho."

Shravan"Wada Kiya tha tumne ki har raste mein tumhara sath nibhunga ..tumhare saath chalte hue kab tumhara aur mera sath meri Manzil ban gaya ...wada nibhnae ki tumhari is fitrat pe hum dil-eh-nisar kar gye..."

Flashback End

"Hmmm.... so at last our prince charming wedded his princess?"Khwaish asked her dad.

"Yess... this prince wedded his princess. " Her dad smiled amusingly.

"But dad... did it really smooth like that?" She asked curiously eyeing on Shravan.

Shravan just glanced her queen and noticed that she forbade him.

"Yes.. dear." He said with a smile.

"Ok...After that?" Khwaish asked.

After that 2 years later we got a little princess and a fairy tale became true. our family became complete.

"Wrong dad" Khwaish pouted.

"Wrong ...why? " Shravan smiled.

"Because without Shayaan Malhotra our family is incomplete." Khwaish laughed to look at her mother. He was her life.

"Yes... without that chashmish your mumma's days was definitely incomplete." Shravan mocked to look at his beautiful wife. She looked at him angrily.

Khwaish stood up and went to his brother's room.

"Shravan please don't call my son chashmish.... he is the most ad orable kid in this house." She pouted huffingly.

"Aree mera beta hai... adorable kaise nahi hoga?" He grinned and hug her immediately. He put his chin on her head and inhaled the sweetest smell of her hair.

"Beautiful" He whispered. Suman smiled and put her head on his chest .

Shravan knew his wife's affection about their son. Shayaan was very cool and quiet in nature. That's why Suman took extra care for him. But their daughter was the real combinations of them.. she looked like her mother but every bit of her nature was totally match to her father.

Suddenly a loud sound broke their trance.

Mom and dad... Happy 20 th marriage anniversary.

At first they scared but then all were hugging each other lovingly.

Yes... Shravan and Suman crossed 20 years together. That was a very long time and luckily their daughter's birthday was the same day ... 24 th July.

Today there was a small party in their house and now they all were very busy. So, it's a family time...

Meri Sumo,

Tum khuda ki wo khubsurat Inayat ho ...jise pane ki Tamanna..har insaan karta hain....shukargujar hoon us khuda ka..jisne mujhe tum jaisa Humsafar diya .....jis see main bepanah Mohabbat karta hoon...ek guzarish hain us khuda se har zanam main tum jaisa Humsafar mile....Happy marriage anniversary ...meri Jaan...

Tumhara Shravan.

The End

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