Jaan's Perspective

"Good Morning Mumma," I hugged her. I don't know if should drop the conversation I had with Tanishq Bhai a few days ago, because still, after days I'm hesitant. Nahi jaan... Abhi nahi.

"Good morning mera baccha" Mumma replied, caressing my head and i tried to snooze on her shoulder, "Mumma, mai bahar Jaa Raha hu abhi aata thodi der mein..."

"Classes hai kya aaj? Abhi to Teri vacations chal rhi hai na beta, fir kyu itni garmi mein bahar Jaa Raha hai?"

"Aajaunga na mumma thodi der mein... Aap khaane mein kya bana rahe ho waise?" I asked but my face immediately turned to disgust as she removed the lid revealing the dish i hate the most.

"Teri favourite bhindi banai hai mere bacche"

"Arey papa ko ye sabzi itni pasand kyu hai... Meri pasand ka khaana bhi banaya Karo na kabhi"

"Kyu bhai? Wo apne pati ki pasand ka khaane banayengi... Agar tumhe itni hi apne pasand ka khaana ka shauk hai to shaadi karlo.. tumhari maa waise bhi thak jaati hai" sabko meri shaadi ki hi kyu padi hai? Aaaah. Im not blushing but why is it so hot suddenly mujhe sharm aarhi hai hey bhagwan bachalo.

"Sahi keh rahe hai aap... Kaha wo aurate jinke bete hote hai saara din aaram karti hai.. or kaha mai..." Mummy ka emotional atyachar.

"Arey mummy, mai to abhi chota hu... Pehle Tanishq Bhai ka number hai... Wo to kal raat keh bhi rahe the-" shit jaan ye kya bake jaa raha hai.

"Kya keh rahe the mahashay" papa aap bhi saari baate sun lete ho.

"Kuch nahi papa... Bhai keh rahe to unhe shaadi karni hai... Humari pasand ki ladki se..."

"Mai to Maan hi nahi sakta wo nalayak aisa keh Raha hoga. Or keh bhi Raha hoga to mujhe uspe ratti bhar vishwas nahi. Kabhi kisi cheez ko serious nahi leta-"

"Mere tannu ke liye kuch bhi mat bolo. Bohot responsible hai Mera beta, aapki hi company ko sambhal ke itni uchai pe pohchaya hai usne... Or aap keh rahe hai kisi cheez ko serious nahi leta?"

"Mummy... Papa lado mat please"

"Nahi kahunga aapke bete ke liye kuch. Mai to bas bechari us ladki ke liye pareshaan hu jisse uski shaadi hogi."

"Nalayak kabhi apni baat pe nahi tikta. Ek dum se kya hua? Pehle to kehta tha papa mai apni pasand ki ladki se shaadi karunga-"

"Jaan, tujhe bahar jaana tha na? Jaa beta tu. Tujhe der ho jaayegi" mumma said, glaring at papa in a way that meant business.

Nikal le Jaan yaha se. Papa ki class lagne waali hai.

I quickly wore my shoes and went out.

1 minute nahi hua mujhe bahar aaye or Tanishq bhaiya ka call aagya. "Hi Jaan,"

"Good morning bhaiya, apne subah subah kyu pi rakhi hai. Mummy papa ko pata chala aapne sharab peeni shuru kardi to bhot ghussa karenge. Papa to waise bhi aapke naam sunte hi nalayak Tanishq ye nalayak Tanishq wo ki baarishein shuru kar dete hai"

"Idhar raat hai abhi Jaan, or papa ka kya hai... Aaj mujhe nalayak bol rahe hai, kal khud nalayak ban jaayenge -"

"Kya bole jaa rahe ho bhai. Acha ye sab chodo. Wapas kab aa rahe ho aap?"

"Ab to mai tabhi wapas aaunga jab tu mere liye ladki dhund lega."

"Bhai time do mujhe... Mai mummy papa se baat karke karta hu kuch."

"Jaan... Mujhe tujhpe bharosa hai. Bas.. ladki ghusse waali nahi honi chahiye-"

"Haa Haan Bhai mujhe aapka type pata hai. Aap chinta mat karo, aur ab aaram Karo. Mujhe bhabhi bhi to dhundni hai? Thik."

"Thik meri jaan... Goodnight i love you"

"Yeh aap bhabhi ke liye bachake rakho. Byee" I chuckled, bewde bhaiya is definitely not my favorite genre of him.

Aaaah i hate phone calls so much but ab naman ko call karna padega.

"Kaha hai bhai tu? Kabse intezaar kar raha hu mai tera?" Naman the danav casually stated.

Girlfriend ke saath baitha hoga pakka or keh Raha hai mera intezar kar raha hai.

"Lag to nahi Raha teri baato se ki mere intezaar kar raha hai tu... Acha ye bata saath mein kaun hai tere? Sach bata."

"Hehehehe.. Aradhya hai."

"Hehehe ke bacche, aarha hu mai. Important baat hai."

Ek ye hi extrovert insaan hai meri zindagi mein. Ye hi meri madat karega Bhai ki dulhan dhundne mein.

"To fir jaldi aa saale tune apni important baat ke chakkar mein meri date kharab kardi single aadmi hai na isliye dusro ko bhi romance nahi karne deta."

"Bakwaas mat kar, bhak, bike chala raha hu mai. Phone mat kario beech mein"

"Thik hai jaanu, bye"

"MAINE KITNI BAAR KAHA HAI MUJHE IS NICKNAME SE MAT BULA--- HELLO?! Hello...?"

Kutta.

3rd Person Perspective

Jaan was sitting awkwardly, while naman was romancing with his girlfriend, Aradhya.

"Haa baby baat ki maine apne mummy se, wo mil lenge tumhare parents se itna kyu ghabarati ho... Keh Raha hu na mai-"

Jaan's finger poking naman's waist from the side awkwardly, "...Naman, mai ab chalti hu. Tum or Jaan Bhai ghumo thodi der. Mummy ko bola tha ki extra class hai meri pitai ho jaayegi agar kisi ne dekh lia to."

"Thik hai, bye baby. I love you,"

Jaan looked at him murmuring, "ye bolna itna zaruri tha kya? Or mummy maaregi? Kitne saal ki hai bhai Teri girlfriend?"

"Ghussa ho jaati I love you nahi bolta to. Or mummy papa strict hai uske, humare jitni hi hai."

"Acha ab sun..."

"Nahi tu Rukh, abhi aaram se pehle parathe khaate hai. Ab Chandni chowk aa hi Gaye hai to thodi pet Puja bhi hojaye."

"Yaar naman, baat sun le na pehle"

"Acha bata"

5 minutes later

"To tu ye keh rahe hai... Ki Tanishq Bhai ka break up hogaya isliye unhe move on karna hai or shaadi karni hai? Bhaiya itne fast hai itni jaldi move on to mai bhi nahi karta."

"Bakwaas mat kar ab mujhe ye bata ki mai kaise unke liye ladki dhundu..."

"Acha tu pehle ye bata, Tanishq bhaiya ko kaisi ladki pasand hai?"

Jaan smiled, "Nakhro waali... Par jo jaldi se Maan bhi jaaye."

Meanwhile

"Bhabhi meri saari tshirts kaha gai!! Aaaah"

"Offo, Y/n wo tumhare bhaiya ki shirts hai unhe akela chhodo aur Daya karke apne kapde pehnna shuru Karo." Surbhi uttered, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Nahi Bhai! bhai" Y/n walked out shouting for her brother, "Kya hua kyu chilla Rahi hai. Office jaana hai mujhe jaldi bol"

"Aapne meri shirts wapas le li?" She asked, Yash confusedly inquired back "Teri shirts mai kyu lunga?"

"Arey aapki shirts Jo mai pehnti hu..."

"Nahi maine nahi li. Teri bhabhi ne rakh Li hogi..." Surbhi glared at Yash at that.

"Bohot ho gaya aap dono ka...  Mujhe nahi chahiye aapki shirts. Rakho apne paas hi. Bhabhi meri roti mat banana bhook nahi mujhe... Saare couples milke mere peeche padhe rehte hai, papa mummy or bhai bhabhi bhi... Jab mai chali jaungi na tab pata chalegi meri ehmiyat-"

"Arey... Ghussa kyu hoti hai, aaj shopping chalte hai chalo sab." Yash offered, "Jo Lena ho le liyo... Toys bhi legi to bhi nahi rokenge... Jitne marzi jhumke le liyo thik hai?" Yash tried to calm down the sulking Y/n

"Maan jao Y/n tumhare golden offer hai.. warna tumhare bhaiya or shopping?" Surbhi scoffed.

"Pakka...?" Y/n said extending her pinky.

"Pakka." Yash replied, earning a smile.

**

"Someone who loves and cares for her family."

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"Bhabhi, ruko... Mai kardeti hu, aap baitho."

"Yash Bhai, jaldi mat machao pehle khaana khaa lo, bahar ka khaana isn't healthy..."

**

"Someone who is shy but bold."

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"... Bhai, ye chicken khaana chhod kyu nahi dete, bechara jaanwar..." Y/n scowled in disgust, "Bhabhi aap banaya hi mat karo bhai ke liye ye sab cheeze... Aap bhi to vegetarian hi ho?"

"Abhi aap nahi samjhengi Y/n.. jab aapke un ko butter chicken khaane ki talab uthegi tab aapko bhi banana padega..." Surbhi teased making Y/n blush.

"Hume aise unnn se shaadi hi nahi karni Jo ek bechare jaanwar ko khaa Jaye.." Y/n replied, biting her lip. "Accha, kya karogi agar wo shaadi ke baad non veg khaana start karde to?"

"Kaccha chaba jaayenge. Unko."

"Aap dono nanad-bhabhi ki baatein khatam hogayi ho to hum chale? Waise bhi jhumke aajkal jaldi out of stock ho jaate hai" As soon as Yash said that, Y/n ran outside.

"Bhabhi jaldi aao!!"

**

"And.. someone who has a pretty face but a prettier heart." Jaan finished, smiling. "Tu to aise bata raha hai jaise apni pasand ki ladki ke baare mein bol raha ho..."

Jaan blushed, "nahi nahi... Aisa nahi hai."

"Acha bacchuu... Hum bhi dekhenge fir kaisa hai. Sambhal jaao, hume future mrs jaanu ka criteria pata chal gaya hai."

"Tu chup chaap apna paratha khaa. Fir market mein ghumenge... Mumma ke liye kuch khareed lunga,"

"Haa Haan abhi khareedo mumma ke liye... Baad mein to aap ki zubaan par bas apni mrs jaanu ka naam hoga."

"Chup kar naman..."

**

"Bhai... Kitne gande ho aap. Jaao yaha se mujhe baat hi nahi karni aapse..."

"Arey bacha kaam pe bhi to jaana hai na, jaao apni bhabhi ke saath shopping karo mai wapas lene aajaunga.. shaam ko dinner pe bahar chalenge..."

"Thik hai. *Hmph*" Y/n stomped out of tje car. "Take care, Yash ji... Bye" surbhi pecked yash's cheek and went outside "kya ye bhi bollywood waali biwi ban Rahi hai 'Yash ji' hadd hai.. kal raat hi to bed se laat maar rahi thi," Yash sighed driving away, leaving his wife and sister in the market.

"Bhabhi dekho, ice cream parlour. Itni garmi hai, ice cream lau?"

"Aapko khaani hai? Le aao fir." Surbhi replied. Y/n walked away to the ice cream parlour but just as she crossed the road she tripped on her dupatta and was about fall but someone caught her

Koi Bole Dariya Hai
kaisa, Kaisa Hai Isq
Koi Maane Sehra Hai
Kaisa, Kaisa Hai Ishq

She tried to look at the face of the person while the person tried to do the same, but her black dupatta was a barrier between their faces. Y/N fixed her posture and stood up. "Thankyou-" she looked up but the man had already disappeared.

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"Kya baat hai, aise kyu taad raha tha pasand aa gayi kya? Mrs jaanu to nahi banane wala use? Kaale dupatte waali ko..." Naman asked teasingly, "kuch bhi mat bol... Chal ab... Koi jhumko ki dukaan dikhe to batana." Jaan shrugged, walking ahead of naman rapidly to hide his blushing face.

**

Y/n and surbhi walked together while eating their favourite flavours of ice-cream, "Bhabhi, gurudwara hai aage? Chale?"

Surbhi nodded, "Chalo, Ice-cream khatm Karo pehle apni... Aap bhi na dekho-" Surbhi said, wiping Y/n's cheek with her thumb, "Badi ho gayi ho ab aap Y/n... Or ye kya aapke suit pe ye laal dhaage kaha se aaye?"

"Huh?" Y/n looked down at her black suit.

**

"Naman sach Mai Aisa lallu insaan hai na tu... 1 ke saath 2 free ke chakar mein ye chapri wali jacket le li, ek to garmi itni upar se har jagah iske dhaage nikal ke dance kar rahe hai..."

"Hehehehe-"

"Ek baar aur hehehehe ki to daant tod dunga..." Jaan muttered irritated.

15 minutes later

Jaan and naman decided to visit the gurudwara because 1. Bhandara laga tha
2. Gurudwara raste mein aa gaya.

So they just entered.

While coincidentally, Y/n and surbhi were proceeding to walk out.

As Y/n bent a little to wear her sandals a pull from behind made her stand up. She turned around only to see her dupatta in the air.

Not in the air, stuck in someone's watch.

Koi Sone Sa Tole Re
Koi Maati Sa Bole Re
Koi Bole Ke Chaandi Ka Hai Chhura
Hota Aise Yeh Mauke Pe
Roka Jaaye Na Roke Se
Acchha Hota Hai, Hota Hai Yeh Bura

"Wo mai- Aapka dupatta-" Jaan panicked fiddling with the dupatta stuck in his watch to take it out but because of the gaze on him, looked up.

Her eyes met with the person's as she couldn't figure out why would he hold her dupatta? And then she realised it was stuck in his watch.

"I- I'm sorry-" Jaan uttered, trying to get it off but unfortunately a crowd of people started to enter, pushing them to the corner.

Ab ye pata nahi achi baat thi ya buri kyuki is sab halla gulla ki beech ye dono ek dusra ke chehra dhangse nahi dekh paaye.

"Thank you" Y/n uttered walking away, as her dupatta was now freed from Jaan's watch.

**

"Kaha thi Y/n? Mai kabse wait kar rhi hu..."

"Kuch nahi bhabhi, mera dupatta fas gaya tha..." Y/n muttered lowly, spiking interest in Surbhi "acha, kiski ghadi mein?"

"...bhabhi, kisi ki ghadi mein nahi fasa tha." Y/n whined, blushing intensely.

"Thik hai aap kehti hai to Maan leti hu, Chalo ab shopping kar lete hai aapke Bhai ke paise bhi to udaane hai."

Y/n laughed.

Suddenly her eyes caught something, and she excitedly grabbed onto Surbhi's hand pulling her with him. "Bhabhi! Wo saree dekho! Chalo aapke liye lete hai..."

**

"Kaha tha Bhai maine bhandara bhi khaa liya or tu abhi tak yahi khada hai?" Naman asked, throwing a hand around Jaan who proceeded to wear his shoes noticing naman.

"Mai- kahi nahi, yahi to tha, chal ab chale ya aur kuch khaane ki gunjaish bachi hai?" Jaan lied, avoiding Naman's eyes.

"Gunjaish to nahi bachi but agar paise tu dega to aaja isi baat pe momos khaate hai." Naman said walking ahead excitedly leaving Jaan behind shaking his head in disbelief.

"Maa ke liye jhumke bhi lene hai yaad rakhio!"

**

"Kis baat ke 4500? 3000 dungi mai bas. 3000 lo nahi to bhot dukaane hai." Y/n bargained, sharply glaring at the shopkeeper.

"Madam, 4000 dedo... Aisi saree aapko Puri Delhi mein kahi nahi-"

"Arey jhooth mat bolo bhaiya, har market mein milegi."

"Y/n... Y/n dekho waha kitne sunder jhumke hai! Aap pasand Karo. Yaha bargaining mai karti hu." Surbhi bribed, to which Y/n pouted and then walked to the Jhumka shop across the road.

"Dekhiye bhaiya. Na aapka na mera, 3500 mein de do saree. Sirf ek saree thodi khareedi hai maine? 4 hai, itni kamai ho rahi hai aapki fir bhi aap itna zyada rate bata rahe hai- aise karenge to ek saree bhi nahi lungi-"

"Madam, 2500₹ ek saree ka de dijiye aap." The shopkeeper gave up, making Surbhi smirk. 'Tere chant bille ka asar aa hi gaya tujhme bhi' she thought to herself.

On the other side

Y/n removed her current earring to try the pair of earrings that really caught her eyes "Ouch," she whined when she locked the earring a little too hard.

"Kitne pyaare lag rahe hai ye," Y/n said, looking at her ears through the mirror in the shop as if she would fall for earrings if they were personified.

"Bhaiya, ye wale jhumke, ye kaale waale, multi color waale, or wo heavy waale. Mirror waale bhi, Saare different shades mein 3-3 pack kardo!" Y/n told the shopkeeper, continuing to wear her earrings she was wearing earlier. "Ye lo, madam"

Y/n proceeded to give money to the shopkeeper from her purse, and without wasting any other second took the earrings and walked out of the shop.

But oop-

As she walked out, Jaan and Naman were walking there and suddenly something fell infront of Jaan's shoe.

Y/n's Jhumka.

Kaisa yeh ishq hai,
Ajab sa risk hai

He picked it up, looking back to find the owner but she was walking and he kept looking at her walking- the black dupatta girl.

His gaze settled at her for a moment, and then he proceeded to walk in the shop. And just as he looked forward—Y/n's eyes trailed her path because of the realisation of losing her earring.

Was It really about the earring at this point?

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So what do you think will happen now? Will Jaan and Y/n ever meet at all or are their meetings going to be like this only? Let's see (pretending that I did not write the prologue where these two are literally confessing to each other) Tanishq Gupta is coming soon tho, stay tuned.
—snoozeonloop

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Yes i just sh@t here in the name of writing. Don't make fun of me I'm just having fun and trying to see how this thing works. Im just a girl. 😭 (Writer nahi hu fir bhi 2700 word ka chapter likh diya 😭💪🏻) don't forget to comment folks