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Karan was shown wearing torn clothes, sitting on the stairs of a temple, holding a bowl (basically a beggar)

Preeta comes there, wearing a saree and puts some money in his bowl

He held her hand. She just smiled

Preeta shouted loudly.

The screen flips to a room. Karan was sitting on the chair, eating an apple and preeta was on the bed, who had just woken up from a dream.

Karan eating an apple : iss baar kya Banaya mujhe? Gadha? Ya phir chooha?

Preeta, opening her eyes slowly : bikhaari

Karan threw the apple on her face

It hit her nose

Preeta : ouchh (she touched her nose)

Karan : what the hell! Bikhari bana diya? Kal tak Mai tumhara servant tha! Usse ek din pehle gadha. Aaj bikhaari?

Preeta angrily picked up that apple and threw it back at him. He catches it and ate one more bite from it

Preeta : tum baar baar mere sapne mein Kyo aate ho!

Karan keeps the apple on the table and moved towards her, who was still sitting inside her blanket

Karan : kehte hai jisse aap pyaar karte ho, wahi aapke sapne mein aata hai

He moves more closer to her

Preeta pushes him : haye daiya! Iska Matlab Mai choohe, gadhe, bikhaari se pyaar karti hu? (shocked)

Karan angrily : ughh! (sits back on his chair)

Preeta removes her blanket and picks up a pillow quietly

Karan was looking in the opposite direction, meanwhile she threw the pillow on his face

She stood on her bed and started laughing

Karan picked up the pillow angrily and threw it at her

She catched it and smirked

He picked up the blanket and stood up on the bed

She moved backwards

He moved towards her

She kept the pillow infront of her to save herself

He opened the blanket and went to cover her

Karan : ab tumhe mujhse koi nhi bacha sakta (smirks)

She hit him with the pillow

He finally covered her in it and held her tightly

He laughed. Preeta kicked him and he fell on the bed

Preeta : ab tumhe mujhse kaun bachayega (laughs)

(I know kinda weird, but try imagining this😂😂)

She picked up the blanket and before she could pack him in it, her leg slipped and she fell on him

Her hair covered his face

And the blanket fell over them

Preeta kicked off the blanket

Karan pushed her back on the bed

Karan : tum kitni bhaari ho

(removes her hair from his face irritatedly)

Preeta : Mai bhaari nhi! Tum kamzor ho!

Karan : tum mere uppar jaan bujhkar giri na?

Preeta sarcastically : ji, aap to kahin ke superstar lag rahe hai na? Isliye to Mai aap par baar baar girti hu (stands on the floor) idiot kahin ke!

Karan sets his collar proudly : abhi nhi hu to kya hua? Bahot jald superstar banne wala hu (looks here and there proudly)

Preeta hit his forehead : o hello Mr! Kaun si duniya mein jee rahe ho? Double duffer donkey! (laughs)

Karan touched his forehead : tum mujhe maarti Kyo rehti ho! Dost hone ka najaayaz fayda mat uthao!

Preeta kicked him on his leg and laughed

Karan : tumhe to Mai chodunga nhi!

He runs after her

She ran out of her room and hid behind her mother

Preeta : mummy dekh lo isse! Phirse mere peeche padh gaya

Karan stands there innocently, making a puppy face : aunty, aapko lag raha hai mai aisa kuch karunga?

Sarla cupped karan's face : mere bache ko Kyo pareshaan kar rhi hai tu!?

She hits preeta's face lightly

Karan smirked looking at her

Preeta looked at him angrily

Preeta : Haa to issi ko adopt karlo aap to! Mujhse zyaada iss idiot se pyaar karte ho! (made a puppy face)

Sarla smiling widely : bahot Acha idea hai. Ek kaam kar, tu isse shaadi karle. Phir ye officially mera beta ban jayega

Both of them widened their eyes and looked at each other

Both : iss duffer se!? Never!

Sarla laughed and left

Preeta : dekho. Mai jaanti hu ki tum mere bahot badhe fan ho. Par shaadi ke sapne mat dekhne lagna.

She laughed

Karan pulled her closer :ab sapne nhi! Sach mein shaadi kar lunga (winks)

Preeta widened her eyes and slapped him slightly

Both of them laughed

Screen froze

Umm so preeran as "just friends".😂💓
Don't throw CHAPPALS at me for this ajeeb idea 🤷🏻‍♀️😂

I forgot editing ek hee din mein🤦🏻‍♀️😂😂


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