The continuous ringing of phone, broke Sameer's slumber. He rubbed his eyes and realised that he had drifted into sleep in the sitting position and Naina was in deep sleep due to the paracetamol tablet, she took last night.

He touched Naina's forehead with the back of his hand, to check if the temperature had decreased or not. And luckily her forehead was slightly warm and not burning like last night.

He picked up his phone, and got up from the bed and sat on the couch so that his conversation with the caller won't disturb Naina and her sleep.

Sameer: Hello. Preeti?

Preeti: Hello. Good morning Jijaji. Sorry main subah aapko phone kar rahi hun. Maine aapko disturb toh nahi kiya na?

Sameer: Nahi Preeti! Aur tumhe mujhe call karne se pehle sochna nahi chahiye. Bejhijhak call kar dena chahiye. Bolo, kya baat hai? Wahan sab sahi hai na?

Preeti: Ji Jijaji. Yahan sab kuch sahi hai. Kal sab log aapke ghar gaye the. Wahan sabne saath mein lunch bhi kiya.

Sameer: Haan, Papa baat rahe the jab kal dopahar ko unse meri baat huyi thi. Tum kyun nahi gayi thi? Tumhe bhi jaana chahiye tha. Dadu, Bua dadi, Bhabhi maa aur Papa ko acha lagta.

Preeti: College tha Jijaji. Nahi toh chali jaati. Aur waise bhi wahan sab bade log the. Bore ho jaati. Poonam bhabhi ki tabiyat thik nahi hai toh unhe disturb nahi kar sakti thi na. Aap aur Jiji aa jao, phir aaungi. Hum teeno khub masti karenge.

Sameer: Haan zaroor! Saath mein tum Rohini ko bhi le aana. Preeti Rohini ke bina kahan dikhti hai aaj kal kahin!

Preeti blushed hearing Sameer, and clutched the cellphone tightly remembering Rohan and their cute innocent moments.

Sameer: Ahem! Phone pe Jijaji hai tumhare, Ae ji O ji nahi hai. Jo tum chup chap ho.

Preeti: Kya jijaji aap bhi! Saali Jijaji ko cheedti hai, yahan toh aap ulta kar rahe hai.

Sameer: Nahi! Humare rishte mein chedna barabari ka hoga. Haan maana Jija Saali ka rishta sunne mein bhari bharakam lagta hai. Par hum isse light rakhenge.
Preeti! Jis din mera tumhari jiji se rishta juda, uss din se maine uske saare rishte apne mann liya. Maine khudko tumhare parivaar ka beta maana hai, damad nahi. Aur main tumhara bhai hun! Toh mujhe wohi maanna humesha!

Preeti: Main bahut khush hun, mujhe aaj ek aur bhai mil gaye.

Sameer: Hmm, toh bolo kya baat hai? Subah subah apne Jijaji ko kyun yaad kiya tumne?

Preeti: Main jis firm ke saath internship ki thi Pune mein woh itna well established aur popular nahi tha Jijaji. Mere jo mentor hai unhone kaha hai ki main ek aisse company mein internship karun jo experience wise aur work wise accha ho. Aur uska naam hona chahiye market mein. Toh Jijaji, kya aap mujhe aapki company ki hiring process bata sakte hai? Main iss baat ka advantage nahi lena chahti ki aap mere Jija hai, main ek normal intern ki tarah apply karungi aur saare qualification rounds ko complete karke yeh job karna chahti hun.

Sameer smiled and replied: Main ek baat kahun? Agar tum mujhe nahi bolti tab bhi main tumhe normal process se jaane ko bolta. Isliye nahi ki mujhe tumpe bharosa nahi hai. Isliye taaki tum jab future ko kisi nayi company mein interview dene jao, tab tum ghabra na jao. Aur mujhe pura bharosa hai meri pyaari saali par, ki woh saare rounds complete kar legi. Woh bhi bahut acchi tarike se. Aur appreciation bhi milegi usse.

Preeti: Jijaji, maine Pralay bhaiya aur Naina Jiji se hi sikha hai, apni kabiliyat ko proof karna. Bhaiya ne Rakesh Tauji aur Papa ko interview diya tha jab woh firm join karne wale the. Unhone kabhi bhi benefit nahi liya owner ke bhatije hone ka. Aur Naina Jiji....woh toh college mein extra marks milne par teacher ko bolke apne marks kama ke aa jaati thi.

Sameer smiled hearing about Naina, and looked at her. She looked really cute while sleeping and with the monkey cap adding more cuteness to her.

Sameer: Accha, yeh batao tumne breakfast kar liya hai na? Aur aaj toh Saturday hai. Chutti hogi college ki.

Preeti: Haan maine breakfast kar liya hai. Par mera college hai. Woh actually issi month end ko navratri ke chhuttiyon ke baad, ek conclave hai. Toh uski taiyariyan abhi se shuru ho rahi hai. So, mujhe college jaana padega.

Sameer: Oh....koi baat nahi. College life mein yeh sab nahi kiya toh kya mazze kiye.

Preeti: Baat toh sahi hai aapki. Waise Jijaji, jiji kahan hai?

Sameer: Naina so rahi hai. Kal raat ko der hogayi hume sone mein. Toh isliye....

Preeti: Oh! Accha hai. Jiji ko sone dijiye. Waise bhi unhe pata nahi subah subah uthke kya milta hai. Aapko pata hai, jab main choti thi tab unhe kukudokoo jiji bulati thi.

Sameer laughed slowly and said: Kya! Seriously?

Preeti: Haan! Subah 5 baje toh murga hi uthta hai.

Sameer: Hmm baat toh sahi hai. Khair, baaki sab kaise hai? Papaji, Tauji Taiji, Chachaji Chachiji, Pralay Pranati.

Preeti: Sab acche hai. Bhaiya se kal subah last baat huyi thi. Uske baad se nahi huyi hai.

Sameer: Oh... shayad woh thak gaye honge. Accha Preeti main tumse baad mein baat karta hun. Tumhe college jaana hoga na.

Preeti: Haan jijaji. Main rakhti hun. Aapse baat karke accha laga.

Sameer: Aisse hi baat karti raho. Yaad rakhna main Naina, Pralay aur Pranati se alag nahi hun. Maana rishta abhi abhi juda hai. Par iska matlab yeh nahi ki tum hichkichat mein baat na karo.

Preeti: Arre jijaji! Aap Preeti Agrawal ko jaante nahi hai! Ek baar rishta juda aur baatein shuru hogayi, uske baad se meri bakbak sunke aap bore ho jaoge. Par meri baatein khatam nahi hogi. Chaho toh Jiji se puch lijiyega.

Sameer: Haan zaroor! Aur tum tension maat lo. Main bahut patient insaan hun. Tumhari saari baatein sunne ko taiyar hun. Without any complaints. Waada hai yeh mera.

Preeti's heart was touched with these words of Sameer. She always heard from others that her bakbak could not be tolerated by anyone, except for her family. But today a man, who met her 4-5 times apart for the wedding rituals, who was introduced to her six months back and was tied into a relationship of brother in-law a week ago, assured her to be an all time listener to her non-stop baseless bakwaas.

Preeti's eyes pooled up with happy tears.

Preeti: Jijaji, aap bahut acche ho. Aur.... bolna toh nahi chahiye par. Mujhe aapse pyaar hogaya Jijaji. Sach! Che mahine pehle jab pehli baar aaye the Jiji ko dekhne, mujhe pata tha ki pehli nazar mein aapki haan hai, par Jiji ke liye aap Na kehne ko taiyar the. Ek aissa insaan jo pehli baar ek ladki se milta hai muskil se 4 line ki baatein ki hongi, woh uss ladki ke khushi ke liye apni khushi ka gaala ghot sakta hai. Woh bahut accha aur saccha hoga. Aur aap meri uss rai par haar baar khade utre hai.
Main bahut khush hun ki meri Jiji ki shaadi aapse huyi aur aap mere Jijaji hai ❤️

Sameer: Preeti, mere liye shaadi koi game nahi hai. Mere liye har ek waada, har ek rishta aur har ek cheez iss rishte mein bahut important hai. Bahut se mardon ke liye shaadi ya toh "Good friends with great sex life" hoti hai ya "Roommates with benefits" hoti hai ya toh "Ghar sambhalne ke liye kisi ka aana aur vent out ke punching bag". Mere liye Naina aur uski khushi sabse upar hai Preeti. Uss waqt thi, aaj hai aur aage bhi rahegi. Maine Naina se shaadi apni zarooraton ke liye nahi ki. Humare rishte mein hum dono barabar ke darze wale hai. Na zyada na kam. Of course Naina ka pagda thoda bhari hai, kyunki usne apna ghar aur parivaar choda mere ghar parivaar ko jode rakhne ke liye.

Preeti: Jijaji! Kash duniya ke saare ladke aapke jaise ho jaaye. Toh kitni saari ladkiyan unhappy aur failing marriages se bach jayengi.

Sameer: Preeti, yeh bas meri zindagi ka tajurba hai. Maine apne aankhon ke aage mere Papa ki dusri shaadi ki nakamiyabi dekhi hai, Poonam bhabhi ki tanhai dekhi hai. Aur main khudko aur Naina ko iss halat mein nahi dekhna chahta. Isliye, main woh sab karunga jo humare rishte ki mithaas ko kam nahi hone dega.

Preeti cleared her throat and said: Subah subah emotional karna koi aapse sikhe. Ab main college kaise jaun!?

Sameer: Hahaha, koi baat nahi. Jaake Kapil Sharma Show ka ek episode dekh lo. Mood uplift ho jayega.

Preeti: Kapil Sharma Show ka toh pata nahi, par Bela and Beena Agrawal show zaroor ho jayega, agar main abhi nahi gayi toh. Dono mandir se wapas aa chuke hai aur maine apna kaam khatam nahi kiya hai. Main chali Jijaji. Jiji ko mera hi kehna.

Sameer chuckled as Preeti declined the call without hearing his byes. He looked at the mountain range visible through the window and turned around to see Naina.

He was near the edge of the bed, when he saw Naina turning and slowly opening her eyes. Sameer smiled and sat near her waist.

Due to the sedative in the medicine she consumed last night, Naina's head was heavy and spinning when she tried to open her eyes. Slowly and keeping herself steady, she opened her eyes and saw her loving and caring husband's smiling face right infront of her. Seeing him smiling, a smile played on her lips too.

Sameer(whispered) : Hi! Good morning beautiful ❤️

Naina: Good morning ❤️

Sameer helped her sitting against the backrest and checked her forehead temperature with the back of his palm. Seeing her cool forehead Sameer let out a sigh of relief and smiled at his cute looking wife.

Naina: Mere husband ne itne pyaar se mera khayal rakha hai. Bukhar ko toh haar manna hi tha.

Sameer chuckled and kissed her forehead. He let his lips stay there for a long time, and wrapped his arms around her after giving her the forehead kiss. Naina smiled and wrapped her arms around his torso and got lost in his musk fragrance and warm loving embrace.

Sameer: Meri biwi ne meri saari baatein maani, aur medicine khaya. Bukhar ko toh utarna hi tha.

Naina chuckled and said: Sameer ji! Aap bhi na....

Sameer: Haan haan janta hun. Bahut cute hun, loving hun, caring hun, handsome hun aur accha hun. Yeh hi bolti na!?

Naina giggled and replied: Nahi, main yeh bolne wali thi ki aap budhu hai. Thoda sa hi bukhar tha aur aapne mujhe do do mote blanket mein wrap kar diya tha, monkey cap pehna diya, paracetamol khila diya aur kal kadha de diya woh toh accha hai ki Bhabhi soup leke aa gayi. Nahi toh aapka woh kadwa kadha peena padta!

Sameer: Tumhe mujhe jo bulana hai bulao! Par main tumhara pati hone ke naate tumhari tabiyat ke saath koi risk nahi le sakta. Itne se bukhar ko badhke itna saara banne mein der nahi lagti Naina.

Naina: Sameer ji! Aap kitne fussy hai.

Sameer: Haan hun main fussy! Mujhe meri Mrs. Maheshwari har waqt fit and fine chahiye. Main nahi chahta ki uski tabiyat kitni bhi choti beemari se kharab ho. Dekho, maine fuss kiya tabhi tum abhi ek dum tandurust ho.

Naina: Maine maana kahan kiya!? Waise bhi maine kal hi aapse kaha tha na ki aapko zindagi bhar aisse hi nakhre karke pareshaan karungi. Toh bas woh hi kar rahi thi.

Sameer: Hmmmm.....main dekh raha hun. Shaadi wali raat maine jis Naina ko dekha tha woh kahin gayab hogayi hai. Woh Naina toh sharmati thi, apni Taiji aur Chachiji ke sikhaye huye baatein aur apni Pativrata Patni wali guide follow karti thi. Yeh Naina toh alag hi hai. Mere saath mazak masti kar rahi hai, demands kar rahi hai, baatein share kar rahi hai aur apne dil ki baat bhi bol di.

Naina chuckled and leaned towards him and whispered in his ears: Woh kya hai na, mere pati ko woh seedhi sadhi Naina pasand nahi aayi. Toh maine apna purana avtar le liya.

Sameer smiled and held her face in his palm.

Sameer: Issi baat pe. Mere paas tumhare liye ek gift hai!

Naina: Gift!?

Naina squealed in happiness and was excitedly waiting for Sameer to come and show her the gift. Sameer came and sat in front of her with a straight face and showed his right fist.

Naina furrowed her brows and looked at him. He signalled her to open his fist, and she slowly opened his fist and simultaneously she felt shivers running through her spine with the warm and light touch of their fingers.

Naina's eyes glittered seeing what lied in his fist. It was a brand new repaired mangalasutra.

Unlike last time, her new mangalasutra was a gold chain having three black auspicious beads at either side of the chain which would rest near the crook of her neck, and four black auspicious beads at either side of her down arched diamond locket.

Naina: Sameer ji! Yeh....yeh bahut zyada sundar hai. Pehle se bhi zyada khubsurat hogaya hai.

Sameer: Hoga kyun nahi! Maine itne pyaar se tumhare liye banaya hai. Tumhare so jaane ke baad maine Jaydev Ji se pucha ki paas mein koi jeweler hai ki nahi. Unhone maana kiya. Toh main bua dadi ko phone karke, unse mangalasutra thik karna sikh liya.

Naina: Kya! Aapne yeh banaya hai?

Sameer: Haan! Aur tum bhul rahi ho, tumhara pati jewellery ka bhi business karta hai. Itna toh aana chahiye na. Nahi toh market mein kya izzat reh jayegi? Sameer Maheshwari, jewellery entrepreneur hoke apni biwi ka mangalasutra thik nahi kar paya.

Naina: Haaww! Kisi ki itni himmat jo mere pati ke baare mein aissa bole! Uski zubaan na kaat lun. Mere pati jaisa koi nahi hai!

Naina hugged him and said: Papa kehte hai na, Unka damad karodo mein ek hai. Toh bas!

Sameer: Haan haan malum hai. Main unique piece hun. Aur mujhe tumhare bhagwan ji ne iss dharti pe meri hi tarah ek unique piece ke liye banaya hai. Jo ho tum!

Naina blushed and hid her face in his torso. Her blushing face is always a sight to watch for him. After seeing the shades of pink and red adorned by her, these two colors become one of his favourite.

Sameer: Accha suno. Tum jaake ready ho jao. Main kitchen mein call karke bolta hun humari chai aur coffee bhej de. Phir Birla Mandir bhi jaana hai.

Naina: Mandir kyun?

Sameer: Pehle toh tum mujhe mil gayi aur tumhari tabiyat ek dum first class hogayi uske wajah se, aur dusri baat yeh hai ki kal bua dadi bata rahi thi ki, ek rasam hoti hai post wedding ki. Pati patni ko Laxmi Narayan mandir mein ek puja karni hoti hai. Toh uske liye. Unhone saree, jewellery aur baaki saaman bheja hai. Dulhan ka sringar ka saaman dulhe ke ghar wale dete hai isliye.

Naina: Oh! Thik hai. Main abhi nahake aati hun.

Sameer nodded. He kept the packages near the washroom and went out after doing so. He was about to enter into the kitchen when Pralay stopped him.

Pralay: Sameer, Naina abhi kaisi hai? Bukhar utra na uska?

Sameer: Haan utar gaya hai. Tum chinta maat karo.

Pralay: Thank God! Waise kal raat mujhe nind kaise huyi yeh bas mujhe pata hai. Woh aadat nahi hai na, Naina ko akele chodne ka jab uski tabiyat kharab ho. Toh isliye.....

Sameer smiled and kept his hand on Pralay's shoulder.

Sameer: Pralay, maana ki meri shaadi huyi hai tumhari behen se. Par iska yeh matlab toh nahi hai na ki Naina tumse dur hogayi hai. Woh tumhari behen thi aur humesha rahegi. Tum jab chahe tab usse milne aa sakte ho. Usse baat kar sakte. Tumhe koi nahi rokne wala. Ek bhai ke dil mein kya beetti hai behen ke dur hone se, yeh toh nahi pata par haan itna zaroor janta hun ki woh feeling bilkul acchi nahi hogi.

Pralay: So toh hai....Waise main tumse kuch aur bhi baat karne aane wala tha.

Sameer: Haan bolo na....

Pralay: Woh meri thodi der pehle Papa se baat ho rahi thi. Unhone kaha ki Ruhaan aur Purvi ji ne unhe parso apne ghar bulaya hai. Kuch baat karni hai.

Sameer: Mujhe pata tha aissa kuch hoga!

Pralay: Matlab?

Sameer: Jiss din Ruhaan wapas ja raha tha, uss din Purvi ji ne sagaai ki baat chedhi thi. Kaha tha ki Ruhaan ne Chachaji se baat ki hai. Humne immediately pucha Chachiji se toh unhone kaha ki aissi koi baat nahi huyi hai.
Mujhe lag hi raha tha ki aissa koi stunt Ruhaan pull off karega. Khair, accha hua tumne mujhe abhi bata diya.

Pralay: Toh ab kya kare?

Sameer: Kuch bhi nahi.

Pralay: Hein? Sameer, agar Ruhaan sach mein Preeti aur Rohan ki shaadi jaldi karwana chahta hai toh hume kuch karna hoga na.

Sameer: Woh baat nahi karenge shaadi ki aur agar bhi baat uth jaati hai toh humare yahan se hami nahi hogi. Naina ne Papaji se baat ki hai, aur unhe Ruhaan ke baare mein bol diya hai.

Pralay widened his eyes and was about to say something when Sameer interrupted him.

Sameer: Nahi, Pranati ka naam nahi aaya hai. Tum chinta maat karo. Aur mujhe Papaji pe pura bharosa hai woh jab tak Rohan ke baare mein sab pata nahi chal jaata, shaadi ki baat aage badhane nahi denge.

Pralay: I hope ki Papa aur chote chachaji maan jaaye. Bade chachaji ki baat tabhi taali nahi hai unn dono ne par phir bhi. Ek darr lag raha hai.

Sameer kept his hand on Pralay's shoulder and said: Maine Naina se yeh baat kahi thi, aur aaj tumse bhi keh raha hun. Preeti mere liye sirf meri saali nahi meri behen bhi hai. Meri zindagi mein ab pura Agrawal family jud gaya hai. Aur Sameer Maheshwari kabhi bhi, apne parivaar ke kisi bhi sadasya pe aanch nahi aane dega.

Pralay smiled and patted his shoulder. He excused himself as he got a call from one of his clients, and Sameer headed towards the kitchen. The tea was brewing when Sameer decided to ask one of his private investigator acquaintance to get information about Rohan.

Sameer: Hello, Am I speaking to Mr. Sharad Milani?

Person: Amm, no. I am his secretary Dikshant. How may I help you Sir?

Sameer: Oh, hi my name is Sameer Maheshwari. And I am Mr. Milani's college acquaintance, and I need his help. So could you please connect the call to him?

Person: Sir, Mr. Milani is engaged with another client. Please leave your name and number. I will surely ask him to contact you as soon as possible.

Sameer: Sure. My name is Sameer Maheshwari. My phone number is 89*****703 and email id is [email protected].

Person: Ok sir. I have noted your details. Have a nice day.

Sameer: Thank you and you too!

Sameer kept the phone inside his pocket and straining the masala chai into a cup, he put the cup on a serving tray and marched towards his room.

When he entered the room, Naina was still inside the washroom. He kept the tray on the center table and softly knocked at the door.

Sameer: Naina! Aur kitni der? Chai banke tumhara intezaar kar rahi hai.

Naina: Bas ek min Sameer ji. Saree ka pallu pin kar rahi hun.

Sameer shrugged his shoulders and walked to the sofa, and sat on it. He was busy looking outside when his nostrils were hit by Naina's shea butter and almond scent body wash along with her cornflower and rose shampoo's fragrance. His eyes moved to the epitome of beauty and innocence of his life who was clad in cambrigde blue georgette saree with thick golden embellished border, and golden glitter net pattern on the body. Her blouse was short sleeve, Prussian blue georgette material with golden floral design and embellished border, and maroon tiny mirror work.

Seeing her royal look in the gorgeous saree, he was awestruck and couldn't form words to say. His eyes were just stuck on Naina, his brain was clouded and his heart was beating rapidly and loudly. Sensing an intense gaze on her, Naina turned around to find her dumbstruck husband ogling her shamelessly. She blushed and looked down.

When after a minute, she lifted her eyes, she found that Sameer was still lost in her. She chuckled and slowly walked towards him. She stood in front of him and clicked her fingers infront of his eyes to pull him out of his thoughts.

Sameer was mortified realising that Naina knew he was lost in her, and was continuously looking at her from the moment she stepped out.

Naina: Thandi hogayi.

Sameer: Kya?

Naina: Meri chai aur aapki coffee.

Sameer: O...oh...

Naina: Aapko kya laga?

Sameer: Ku...kuch bhi toh nahi.
(To himself) Ab isse kaise bataun, roz roz iski badhti khubsurati ka mujh par kya asar padta hai. Mere andar aag laga deti hai roz khubsurat dikh kar.

Naina shook his shoulder to get him out of his reveries.

Naina: Kahan kho gaye aap?

Sameer: Kahin nahi. Tum kya bol rahi thi?

Naina: Main yeh keh rahi thi Sameer ji, ki jayiye aur chai aur coffee wapas garam kar layiye. Tab tak main ready ho jaati hun.

Sameer: Haan haan, tum aadam se taiyar ho jao.

After Sameer went out of the room, Naina burst out laughing.

Naina: Sameer ji bhi na....Saaf saaf keh dete ki 'Naina tum acchi dikh rahi ho', aisse badi badi aankhein karke ghoorne ki kya zaroorat thi. Aur puchne par hakebake hogaye. Itne cute kaise ho sakte hai woh ❤️
Khair, jaise bhi hai hai toh mere pati ❤️

Here Sameer was mentally scolding himself for acting lame infront of Naina.

Sameer: Pata nahi mujhe kya ho jata hai Naina ke saamne. Kabhi bhi itna confident hota hun aur kabhi bhi, muh se shabd nahi nikalte. Pata nahi usse kya lag raha hoga. Abhi abhi ghulna shuru ki hai. Agar anjaane mein mujhse galti hogayi aur woh jitna paas aayi hai utna dur chali gayi toh!?

Nahi Sameer! Risk maat le. Take baby steps.

When he entered the room, he saw Naina was sitting on the sofa and waiting for him. He smiled at her and kept the tray on the table and sat next to her.

Naina: Sameer ji.....

Sameer: Hmm, boliye biwi ji.....

Naina forwarded her closed fist, Sameer looked at her confusedly and raised his brows questioningly at her. She opened her fist to show the vermilion box. Sameer understood what she wanted to say and smiled. He took a pinch of vermilion and filled her faded hairline. And surprised Naina by kissing on top of her hairline.

Sameer: Tum bahut khubsurat lag rahi ho Naina. Kisiki nazar na lage.

He dabbed his finger on her eye's waterline and smudged little bit of kajal behind her ear. Naina blushed and fidgeted her saree's pallu.

Sameer: Naina yaar! Agar tum haar tarif ke baad aisse sharmane lagogi toh main zyada tarif nahi kar sakunga.

Naina: Sameer ji....Aap nahi samjhoge...

Sameer: Toh tum samjhao na. Main samjh jaunga.

Naina: Sameer ji....aap.... aap woh pehle insaan hai....jo....jo meri...meri itni tarif karte hai. Aapse pehle meri tarif kisine nahi ki hai. Toh.... isliye...

Sameer chuckled and shifted closer to her, he wounded his arm around her shoulder and with the other palm, held her face.

Sameer: Aadat dal dijiye Mrs. Maheshwari, ab se aapko roz aissi tarif sunne ko milegi. Kyunki aap hai hi tarif ke layak.

Naina smiled and kept her head on his torso and was playing with the button of his shirt.

Sameer: Chai pee lo Naina, warna wapas garam karni padegi.

Naina nodded and sat straight with the cup of tea. Sameer had just finished his coffee when his phone rang, and it was from Sharad.

Sameer: Hello! Sharad?

Sharad: Haan Sameer! Kaisa hai?

Sameer: Main thik hun. Tu kaisa hai?

Sharad: Main bhi thik hun. Aur bata, bhabhi kaisi hai? Unhe meri taraf se maafi mangna, main tum dono ki shaadi mein aa nahi paaya.

Sameer: Naina ek dum thik hai. Aur maafi tujhe tab milegi jab tu milne aayega.

Sharad: Zaroor zaroor. Accha bol, kaise yaad kiya?

Sameer: Actually, mujhe ek ladke ke baare mein information chahiye hai. Saari ki saari information. Choti si choti information.

Sharad: Hmmm, naam kya hai bande ka?

Sameer: Rohan Roy Choudhry.

Sharad: Okay. Ek min, Roy Choudhry. Tu kahin businessman Ruhaan Roy Choudhry ke bhai ke baare mein toh baat nahi kar raha.

Sameer: Main usiki baat kar raha hun. Actually woh meri Saali ka boyfriend hai. Dono shaadi karna chahte hai. Par aisse kaise bina ladke ke baare mein proper information jaane shaadi karwa le. Toh isiliye.

Sharad: Oh! Alright. Main uske baare mein saari information nikalta hun.

Sameer: Kab tak information de dega?

Sharad: Kab tak chahiye tujhe?

Sameer: Dussehra se pehle possible hai?

Sharad: Ammm, muskil hai par namumkin nahi. Koshish karta hun.

Sameer: Thank you yaar! Apne tight schedule mein tu thoda sa space bana paya mere liye, uske liye main tera ahsan mand rahunga.

Sharad: Dosti mein ahsan ki koi jagah nahi hoti Sameer. Tu bas apna, Dadaji Uncle ji aur Bhabhi ka khayal rakhiyo!
Main rakhta hun,ek aur client ke saath meeting hai.

Sameer: Thik. Take care. Bye.

Sameer exhaled in relief, and silently prayer for a fast result. As he knew that Rakesh won't be able to delay the marriage topic for long, and Ruhaan would try each trick in his sleeve for getting Preeti and Rohan hitched as soon as possible.

Naina: Aap kis se baat kar rahe the Rohan ke baare mein?

Sameer: Mere college ka ek dost hai. Private investigating agency hai uski. 5 saal police ki service ki, ek shootout mein uska left hand injure hogaya toh force se voluntary retirement lena pada. But he wanted to serve the country more. Toh 3 saal pehle yeh agency khol di.

Naina: Inhe Rohan ke baare mein saari information mil jayegi?

Sameer: Hopefully yes. Phir bhi maine ek aur aadmi ko lagaya hai Rohan par nazar rakhne. Aur usse Rohan ke school aur college se pata karne mein bola hai.

Naina: Bas jaldi se Rohan ke baare mein saari information aa jaaye. Tab tak chain nahi aayega mujhe.

Sameer nodded his head, and when she leaned and kept her head on his chest, he wounded his arm around her securely. He kissed her head and weaved his fingers through her hair.

Sameer: Chinta maat karo Naina. Sab sahi ho jayega aur woh bhi jaldi.