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Propose Day

Kartik is staring at the words he has written down in his diary. He is confused, he cannot remember when did he write that?

Kartik (thinking): Yeh maine kab likha? Aur main toh kabhi aisa kuch likhta hi nahi. He flips the pages. Hmmm..kal shaam ko jab maine diary check ki thi tab toh yeh nahi thi..he gets a faint memory of him waking up at night in sleep and writing.

Kartik (realizing in mind): ohhhh...toh yeh sapna nahi tha. Maine sach me yeh likh diya. He sits down stunned. Aisa toh pehle kabhi nahi hua. mujhe yeh sab sapna lag raha tha. He shakes his head. Kartikkk...kya ho gaya hai tujhe?...he checks the words again. He smiles. Hmmmm..yeh toh romantic hai. kya main romantic hoon? he questions. His watch beeps. He checks it.

Kartik (getting up): chal beta Kartik. Tayyar ho jaa.. presentation pe kaam bhi toh karna hai. Mansi calls him up.

Mansi (on phone): Bhaiyya. Aap aa rahe ho naa? Nashta ready rakhoon?

Kartik: haan magar jaldi karna. Meri meeting 11 baje ki hai. usse pehle pahunchna hai. tere exams kab hai aaj?

Mansi: woh toh duphar me hi hai. jaldi aayiye.

Kartik is combing his hairs when he remembers suddenly that Naira had asked for his diary of poems. He takes his diary and is in two minds.

Kartik (mind): mujhe usse yeh diary dena chahiye ya nahi? Nahi...clear your mind Kartik..he clears his mind and the first thing he does is tear out the poem he had written last night. He checks his watch again and hurriedly stuffs the papers in his laptop bag and drives to meet Mansi.

Mansi: bhaiyya woh bank ke forms laaye hai aap? Mummy ne kaha mere sign chahiye?

Kartik (handing papers): haan..yeh le. Jahan jahan x hai wahan sign kar. Theekh se kar. He warns her. Aur haan tera aadhar card ka copy laa de. Attach karna hai.

Mansi (remembering): ohh. Abhi aati hoon she goes to her room.

Naira (to Kartik): Thanks for the book Kartik. Bahut acha laga mujhe.

Kartik (smile): You are welcome.

Naira: aap aaj aapki diary laaye hai? aapne promise kiya tha naa..

Kartik (embarrassed): Really Naira..Mansi yunhi bol rahi hai. main bass yuhi likh leta hoon. I am slightly embarrassed to share. Hope you understand.

Naira (sad a bit): hmm..it's okay.. I understand. I mean hum just mile hai. actually galti meri hai. mujhe aise aapse aapki personal cheez nahi maangni chahiye thi. I am sorry.

They both now remain silent. It's awkward between them. Mansi returns with the papers.

Kartik : sign kar diya?

Mansi : Nahi. Main toh stapler dhoondh rahi thi..Naira..stapler kahan hai?

Naira: oh yahan hai. she points to the table next to her.

Mansi: acha yeh le zara staple kar de. Main bathroom hoke aati hoon. she hands the papers to Naira.

Naira bends to take the staple from the table next to hers and a paper falls on the sofa she is sitting on. She absentmindedly places her poem book on top of it. Kartik leaves and Mansi also leaves for her college.

Naira settles back on the sofa to read the remaining poems. She picks the book and sees a paper.

Naira (thinking): yeh paper. Yahan pe? She unfolds it and recognizes Kartik's handwriting. Yeh toh Kartik ki writing hai. yeh hai kya? She reads the first two lines – it looks like some poem. She gets excited.

Naira (excited): Poem..woh bhi shayad love poem hai. she hesitates. Nahi nahi. Main yeh kaise padh sakti hoon. yeh personal hai. she folds the paper again.

If gratitude were enough I'd fill the oceans with mine for having you

If laughter were enough I'd make you laugh till your last breath

She wants to read the whole poem after she has read the two lines. She opens it and feels excited like she is doing something new.

If laughter were enough I'd make you laugh till your last breath

Just so I hear that beautiful sound for eternity.

If dancing was enough I'd dance with you till your feet hurt

If tenderness was enough, I will spend the whole day massaging those feet

Just so I can take that aching away.

If life were enough, I'd trade mine for yours in a heartbeat

Just so you can live to fulfill your all your wishes and desires.

If love were enough, I'd love you in and out of time

As I love you from this day onwards, I will love you

Beyond my final breath.

(This poem is not my original work. I got this from internet..)

Happy Propose day...

Naira folds the paper back and she realizes she is feeling breathless with excitement. A pink flush descends on her cheeks burning them in heat. Thousand bubbles are bursting inside her.

Naira (clutching a pillow): Oh godddd...kitna..kitna romantic hai. kya aisa lagta hai jab koi love letter padhta hai? jab..jab koi ladka kisiko propose karta hai.. oh godddd..yeh main kya soch rahi hoon?

She grabs a bottle of water and drinks it to cool her down.

Naira (mind): relax Naira. Tu kyun itni utaavli ho rahi hai? yeh kartik ne likha hai magar tumhare liye nahi. She realizes its true. Kahin unki koi girlfriend toh nahi. Jiske liye yeh likha ho. I think tujhe yeh chithi waapas karni chahiye. She sighs and takes her phone

She hesitates because it will be the first time she will be calling him. she thinks of first messaging him.

Naira (message): Hello kartik. Am I disturbing you?

Kartik is in a meeting, when he sees a message from Naira. He excuses himself and goes out of the meeting room.

Kartik (thinking): Naira ka message? Kahin koi problem toh nahi. Mansi bhi college me hogi. Call karta hoon usse..

Kartik calls Naira back.

Kartik: Naira.... Tumhara message mila. Sab theekh toh hai naa. Any problem?

Naira: Main theekh hoon. woh mujhe kuch aur...aur baat karni thi aapse..

Kartik: ohhh..main darr gaya.. mujhe laga kuch ho gaya tumhe.

Naira (embarrassed): oh I..i am sorry.. main baadme call karti hoon. I think main aapko disturb kar rahi hoon.

Kartik: Nahi..nahi..he wants to talk more. Her voice is sweet and soothing..I am not that busy. He lies.

Naira: ahhh. Kartik aapka ek paper reh gaya ghar pe.

Kartik: paper? Kaunsa paper? Ohhh..yeh Mansi bhi naa. Bank papers honge. Main aata hoon shaam ko.

Naira: Nahi..bank ka paper nahi. Woh wohhh..

Kartik (surprised): Bank ke papers nahi. Toh phir? He tries to remember.

Naira (embarrassed, shy): ummm...shayad aapki diary ka paper hai..

Kartik: Diary ka paper?

Naira: wohh...ek poem hai. aur last line me Happy propose day likha hua hai. shayad personal hai.

Kartik (remembering, embarrassed): ohhh..wohhh...woh wahan kaise aaya? Tumne padhi toh nahi naa?

Naira : I am sorry Kartik...maine padh li..i mean bass ek baar..she also lies. She has already read that 25 times. She has byhearted it.

Kartik (embarrassed, cheeks red): ohhh..he falls silent. He doesn't know what to tell her.

Naira (sensing his discomfort): I am sorry. Mujhe usse read nahi karna chahiye tha. Yeh aapki personal feelings hai shayad for 'someone special' in your life. I swear maine paper fold kardiya tha. Magar..first do lines padhne ke baad pata nahi mera mann kiya ki main poora padh loon.

Kartik: its...its okay

Naira: waise ek baat kahoon. Bahut hi romantic aur sweet hai jo aapne likhi hai. koi bhi ladki isse padhke aapse pyaar karegi, jhatt se shaadi ke liye haan keh degi..

Kartik: koi bhi ladki? He asks

Naira (biting her tongue): mera matlab...mera matlab..aap samajh rahe hai..aap..aap bahut acha likhte hai..aapki girlfriend ko pasand aayega sure..

Kartik (shy): meri..meri koi girlfriend nahi hai...

Naira (surprised): ohh..mujhe laga koi hai...toh phir yeh poem? Yeh proposal?

Kartik (sighs): woh bass aise hi...ek kaam karo Naira..

Naira: kya?

Kartik: usse phaad ke phek do. I am sorry..mujhe sach me pata nahi woh paper wahan kaise aaya. Maine toh subah hi usse apni diary se phaad diya tha. But shayad woh papers ke beech me reh gaya.

Naira (sad): ohh...sach me phaad doon?

Kartik (unsure): ahhh...haan..woh kisi kaam ka nahi hai...he checks his watch. I am sorry mujhe jaana hoga. Meeting shuru ho rahi hai..

Naira: ohh..Okay..bye

Naira keeps the phone down and takes the paper again. She reads the poem again and smiles.

Usse phaad ke phek do.

Naira (tries to tear the paper): kaise phaad doon main. Yeh job hi ho Kartik ke feelings hai. aise kaise kar sakti hoon main.

Koi bhi ladki aapse pyaar karegi..

Naira (smiles, shy): oh goddd...main isse nahi phaad sakti. Mere life ka pehla proposal hai.. I mean jaane anjaane sahi..proposal toh hai..he decides to keep it. She places it inside the poem book..

Happy propose Day!

Sorry for the delay. I hope you all read this and let me know how was the proposal.

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