Mrxr
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Okay bro
Uska thought toh dikhaya nahi, per ha uske thought mein Mumbai ko lekar accha chhavi nahi hai, Uski body language aise ni hai Bubbly, pyar to karti hai vah judva collection hai.
Okay bro.. feel free to judge
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Update accha hai,start accha diya hai,
Emotions
Update me emotions dale hain aapne par english me jo update padhne aur samajhne ka flow tod dete hain.hindi se english me jana aur fir hindi pe sift hona flow todta hai......Unko samajhne me time lag jata....emotions ko hindi me use karne se reading aur pace flow me kafi fark padega(improvement hogi).
Suspense
Yamini ke thoughts se aisa lagta hai jaise uske sath kuch bura hua tha mumbai me, jo ek accha suspense lata hai story me,aisa kya hua hai yamini ke saath past me jo use mumbai nahi pasand.
Mistakes
Update me Spelling mistakes bahut hain jo update ko padhne ka flow aur dialogues pe effects daalte hai jaise.... Vah ki jagah aap wo use kar sakt hai, yah ki jagah ye use kar sakte hai jisse dialogues bhi acche lagenge,padhne me smooth flow denge.....
Ex....1. Vah kya kar rahi hai..... Wo kya kar rahi hai...
2. Yah kya kar rahi ho..... Ye kya kar rahi ho....
Yamini ka har baar vihaan ko bhaiya bolna aisa lagta hai wo judwa nahi balki wo 2-3 saal choti ho vihaan se uski jagah bhai ka use jyada better lagega sayad...
Dono ki convo aisi hai jayse dono abhi bacche hon thoda waight add karo unke dialogues me..
It's my pov dusre kya sochthe hai mujhe nahi pata...
Mrxr
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Bhai itni storys padhi hain kuch toh dikh ui jata hai kya chal raha hai...galat bhi ho sakta hu.... But 80% sure hun... Aur jo pyaar usme dikh raha hai wo judwa wala toh nahi lagra hai...
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Ye Uske personally leti Hai
Wo kyon aise bhaiya kahati hai, judwaa hone ke bavjud.. wo sab clear ho jaega aane wale updates mein.
Yamini ka to samajh mein aata hai per vihaan bhi baccha laga? Rihan ki personality abhi bhi dikhaya hi nahin Gaya.
Hamare yahan aise hi baat Kiya jata hai, ex main ki jagah hum, wo ki jagah vah.
Isliye Maine aise hi likha, main ise Dhyan mein rakhunga.
Hin-english ye to aajkal ki writing style hai, aur aaj ke modern zamane Mein Delhi Mumbai jaise shahron mein Hindi ke sath English bhi use Kiya jata hai, ye relevant hai. Main ise Dhyan rakhunga ki jyada se jyada Hindi bhasha ka use karu. emotion English mein nahin Hindi mein dikhaunga. Per dikkat yahi hai ki kuchh emotions Jaise Aankhon ke palke jhapkana ye emotion English word mein short Mein aa jata hai isliye yahan per English ka use Kiya jata hai.
Ye to obvious hai pyar sirf judwaa wala hi nahin hai.
Aapane sirf Mumbai wala seen notice Kiya? Ghar wala seen notice nahin kiya??
Thanks keep supporting
Appreciated man for your honest review
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Tumhe jaisa sahi lage.... Muhje jo laga wo bata diya....
Introduction hi nahi diya gaya hai abhi kisi ka...
aap ye story apne yanha ke liye nahi sabhi ke liye likh rahe ho,aur sab ke yanha alag alag bolte hai....isliye common words use karne ko bola hai....
Ye aapki story hai aap jaise likhna chahen likh sakte hai...bas mujhe jo laga wo bol diya..
Yanha koi words ka masla toh hai nahi ki words badh jayenge toh dikkat hogi.tum jitni details se likh sakte ho likh sakte ho.... Usse update aur accha hi hoga..
Kiya hai bhai....bas aage ka dekhna hai kya hota hai...
I always give you my honest review brother...
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Update 2 ~
Mumbai ka din apne full josh mein tha. Garmi aisi ki har kadam pe paseena tapak jata tha, aur sadkon pe gaadiyon ke horn ka shor jaise shehar ka heartbeat ban gaya ho. Ghar ke upar wale kamre mein, jahan Yamini aur Vihaan ka room tha, ek purani almari ke peeche dhool tha, jaise ghar apne purane kisse chhupa ke rakhe ho. Kamra chhota sa tha, par usmein ek alag si warmth thi—deewaron pe halki si seel, ek khidki jisse Mumbai ki sadkon ka ek tukda dikhta tha, aur ek fan jo dheeme-dheeme awaaz karta hua ghoom raha tha.Yamini paseene se bhara chehra, thodi si jhidki ke sath boli.
Yamini: “Bhaiya-!!, aap bas upar chadh hi dekhte raho, thodi si help bhi kar do na-? Ye dhool toh kabhi khatam hi nahi hogi”
Usne apne baalon ka messy bun thoda tight kiya, jo garmi mein dheela ho chuka tha. Uski safed kurti paseene se thodi chipki hui thi, aur jab woh jhuk ke ek purana carton uthane lagi, uski kamar ka ek chhota sa hissa dikh gaya. Yamini ka chehra thakan aur chidh se bhara tha, par uske andar ek gussa bhi ubhar raha tha—shayad Mumbai wapas aane ka, ya kuch aur jo woh bol nahi pa rahi thi.
Woh Vihaan ko “Bhaiya” isliye bolti thi kyunki uske liye woh hamesha uska protector raha tha, chahe dono ek hi din paida hue ho.
Vihaan (shaitaani muskurahat, aankhon mein chamak): “Arre, Di, kyun itna gussa karti ho? Main toh yahan Indiana Jones ban ke treasure hunt kar raha hoon!”
Woh almari ke upar chadh ke ek purana box utaar raha tha, uska navy blue kurta thoda sa khula hua tha, aur baal garmi se bikhre hue the. Usne Yamini ki taraf dekha, aur jab woh jhuki, uski nazar ek pal ke liye uski kamar pe thami. Usse yamini ke kamar pe ek chota til dikhai Diya, dekhte hi Uska dil thoda sa dhadka—ahm!! Ek ajeeb si hulchul uske andar uthi, Usne jaldi apni nazrein hata li sharam ke mare, par uska chehra thoda sa garam ho gaya tha.
Vihaan ke liye Yamini “Didi” thi kyunki woh usse apne se zyada maanta tha, aur “Aap” bolna uske liye ek tarika tha apna respect dikhane ka.
Yamini ko ye ehsas ho gaya tha ki uske bhaiya uske kamar ko dekh rahe the. Ye ehsaas hote hi Yamini Sharma gayi, uske sharmili nazrein idhar udhar hone lagi, thodi si tapman ke uske gore galon pe chha gai, thoda sharmahat lahje ke saath wo boli
Yamini (blush): “b-bhaiya-!! ye carton kholna hai abhi"
Usne apni kurti ko adjust kiya, aur uske gaal thoda sa laal ho gaye. Usne Vihaan ki aankhon mein ek alag si chamak dekhi, aur saath hi uske dil mein kuch hulchul hui. ‘Bhaiya aap aise kyun dekh rahe the?’ usne apne mann mein socha, aur fir khud ko kaam mein busy kar liya.
Vihaan bhi thoda awkward mehsus karta hai, aur apni nazrein churate hue~
Vihaan: “ha-haan-!! Di, pahle ye Dekho, is box mein kya hai, shayad koi purana radio hai!”
Usne box kholne ka natak kiya, par uska dil abhi bhi uss pal ko yaad kar raha tha. ‘Main kya soch raha hoon?’ usne khud ko jhatka, aur fir ek purana speaker uthaya. “Chalo, Di!! aap bolo toh isse chalake dekhein, koi gaana bajta hai ya nahi!”
Yamini thodi si jhidki, par chhupi hui sharm uske andar thi
Yamini (blush): “Bhaiya, aap bhi na, bas mazaak! Ye speaker toh kharab hai, safai pe dhyan do!”
Usne jhadoo uthaya aur wapas kaam shuru kiya, par uske dil mein ek chhoti si lehar thi. Mumbai ka ye ghar usse bilkul acha nahi lag raha tha—kuch toh tha jo usse chubh raha tha, Usne apne mann se uss feeling ko jhatak diya aur kaam mein lag gayi. Fir dono milkar apne apne kamre ko saf kar lete Hain.
Vihaan: “haas!! *Huf* Kaam khatam huya, Main neeche jaake mummy ko bolta hoon safai ho gayi. Aap thodi der aaram kar lo"
Woh neeche jane laga, par ek pal ke liye ruk ke Yamini ki taraf dekha. Uska chehra thoda udaas laga, aur Vihaan ke dil mein ek chhota sa sawal utha—‘Didi aap itni chup kyun ho?’ fir vihaan neeche chala gaya.
Yamini (dheeme se, apne aap se): “Ye ghar...!"
Usne jhadoo rok diya aur khidki ke paas khadi ho gayi, Mumbai ki sadkon ko dekhti hui. Uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa bhaari-pan tha, par woh kuch bol nahi pa rahi thi—bas ek feeling thi, jo usse chhupa bhi nahi chhup rahi thi.
Ab Raat ka waqt
Raat ne Mumbai ko apni chadar mein lapet liya tha. Ghar ke dining area mein ek chhoti si table pe garma-garam rotiyan aur daal ka pyala rakha tha. Bahar sadkon pe traffic ka shor ab thoda dheema ho chuka tha, par door kahin ek radio pe purana gaana baj raha tha—“Ye raatein, ye mausam...” Yamini chup-chup baithi thi, apni plate mein roti ke tukde tod rahi thi, par uska dhyan kahin aur tha. Vihaan usse baar-baar dekhta, uske chehre pe ek udaasi si chhayi hui thi.
Madhavi (pyaar bhari chinta): “Yamini, beta, kya hua? Itni chup kyun ho? Thodi sabzi le na, tera favorite baingan ka bharta banaya hai.”
Usne Yamini ke plate mein ek spoon sabzi daali, aur uski aankhon mein ek ma ka darr tha—uski beti subah se kuch alag si lag rahi thi.
Yamini (udaas, thodi si jhidki): “Kuch nahi, mummy. Bas thak gayi hoon safai se. Aap tension mat lo, main kha lungi.”
Usne ek chhota sa tukda muh mein daala, par uska dil abhi bhi bhari tha. Usne apni nazrein plate pe rakhi, jaise koi baat bolna nahi chahti ho. uske dil mein ek ajeeb si lag rahi thi, par kyun, Shayad uska jawab wo janti thi.
Vihaan (muskurahat, par chhupi hui chinta): “Arre, aap kya subah se itni thaki hui ho? Kya baat hai, safai mein koi world record banane ka plan tha kya?”
Usne mazaak kiya, par uski aankhon mein ek sawal tha—woh jaanta tha ki Yamini kuch chhupa rahi hai. Usne apni roti ka ek bada sa tukda muh mein daala, par uska dhyan Yamini pe hi tha.
Yamini : “Bhaiya, bakwas mat karo na! Koi world record nahi, bas... chhodo na!”
Usne Vihaan ki taraf dekha, aur uske gaal thoda sa laal ho gaye. Fir turant hi Usne apni nazrein jhuka li, par uska dil thodi si dhadkan ke saath chalta raha. ‘Bhaiya aap hamesha meri baat kyun samajh lete ho?’ usne socha, aur fir khud ko sambhala.
Vijay (hansate hue): “Arre, Vihaan, apni bahan ko thodi shanti de. Aur Yamini, tum itna tension mat lo, admission ho jayega. Main kal college mein baat karta hoon.”
Usne apni daal ka last sip liya aur Madhavi ki taraf dekha, jaise bol raha ho ki sab thik hai.
Madhavi (pyaar se): “Haan, Yamini, ab thoda has lo."
Usne Yamini ke sar pe haath rakha, aur uski muskurahat mein ek ma ka pyaar tha.
Yamini (dheeme se, udaas): hmm! "mummy, Mera Ho Gaya main chalti hun.
Khana khatam hone ke baad, Yamini apne kamre ki taraf chali gayi, par uska dhyan abhi bhi kahin aur tha. Usne jaate hue ek bar vihaan ki taraf dekha, Uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa bhaari-pan tha. Fir wo dhime kadam se Apne kamre Mein Chali gai.
Yamini ka kamra ek chhote se haven jaisa tha—dim light mein table lamp ki roshni, ek khidki jisse Mumbai ki raat ka thoda sa shor aata tha, aur bed pe bikhre hue kuch purane magazines. Yamini bed pe baithi hai, apne haathon ko ghoorti hui, uske chehre pe ek udaasi si thi, par saath hi ek soch jo usse chhupa bhi nahi chhup rahi thi, Lekin Tabhi~
Vihaan (darwaze pe khada): “aapko to nind a rahi thi na!? to ab Aise baithe kyon Ho?"
Woh andar aaya, uske haathon mein ek glass doodh tha jo usne Madhavi se liya tha. Usne doodh ki glass ko Yamini ke paas rakha aur bed pe baith gaya.
Yamini: “Ye doodh kyun laya, main bachi thodi hoon!"
Vihaan ne glass ko side mein rakha, par yamini ke aankhon mein ek chhoti si hasi aa gayi. Vihaan ka usse Aise khyal rakhna usse hamesha khushi deta tha, chahe woh kitni bhi gussa ho.
Vihaan: “aapka admission abhi tak approved nahin hua isliye tension Ho?" *Smile* don't worry di, aapka admission ho jaega. Papa ne kaha hai na vah baat karenge." *Smile* vaise aapka marks dekh ke un logon ne approve nahin kiya 'hehe' yah to sach Hai"
Vihaan ne kahate waqt apne baalon mein haath fera, aur uski muskurahat mein ek ajeeb sa charm tha, jo Yamini ko ek pal ke liye chup kar gaya.
Yamini (thodi si hasi): “Bhaiya, aap bhi na! Aap ka admission ho gaya, toh bade perfect ban rahe ho. Aur main yahan tension le rahi hoon. Ab Kitna mazaak uthaoge Mera?”
Usne Vihaan ke haath pe ek chhoti si thapki maari, aur fir dono ek saath hans pade. Yamini ka chehra jab woh hasti thi, ekdum alag sa lagta tha—jaise uska gussa aur udaasi ek pal ke liye gayab ho gaye ho.Vihaan Chand second ke liye ek tak dekhta hai usse.
Vihaan: “Di-!! aap jab hasti ho na, bilkul alag si lagti ho."
Usne baat ko mazaak mein kaha, par Yamini ka gal tamatar ki tarah laal ho chuka tha Apne bhaiya se compliment Pake.
Yamini (sharma ke, gaal laal): "t-toh aap mujhse notice karte ho-!?"
Yamini ne apne baal ka ek tukda kaan ke peeche kiya, aur uski aankhon mein ek sharmili si jhidki thi.
Vihaan (nazrein churate hue, muskurahat): "hmm? N-Nahi to!" Di Raat ho chuki hai"
Usne baat ghuma di, Usne Yamini ke blanket ko thik kiya aur bola~
Vihaan: ab so jao
Yamini (blush): “H-haan Aap bhi so jao, good night. bhaiya-!"
Usne blanket odha, par uski aankhein Vihaan pe theen jab woh lamp band kar raha tha. Fir Vihaan ne uske maathe pe halki si kiss ki, jaise woh hamesha karta tha, aur bola, “Good night, Di"
Vihaan (pyaar bhari muskurahat): “So jao, Didi, and don't worry about the admission, okay-!!"
Woh darwaze ki taraf chala, aur ek pal ke liye ruk ke Yamini ki taraf dekha. Uska hasta hua chehra uske mann mein baar-baar aa raha tha. Fir usne darwaza bahar se halka band Kiya aur apne kamre Mein chala Gaya. Vihaan chala gaya tha par yamini abhi bhi uss darvaje ko hi dekhe ja rahi thi.
Yamini (dheeme se, apne aap se): “vihaan...”
Usne Vihaan ko jate dekha, aur uske dil mein ek ajeeb si hulchul uthi. Usne apne haath ko chhoo liya jahan Vihaan ne chhua tha, aur ek chhoti si saans li. Kamre mein ab sirf khamoshi thi, par ye kiya? yamini ke aankhon se ek Boond aansu ke nikale, Jo ki Uske gaal se hote hue bistar per Giri.
Next morning
Subah ka waqt tha, aur ghar mein ek chhoti si rush ka mahaul. Mumbai ka din apne full swing mein aa chuka tha—sadkon pe gaadiyon ka shor, door kahin doodhwale ki cycle ki ghanti, aur garmi jo dheere-dheere badh rahi thi. Ghar ke living area mein breakfast table pe Madhavi ne garma-garam parathe rakhe the, aur Vijay apna newspaper padh raha tha. Yamini sofa pe baithi thi, apni coffee mein spoon ghumati hui, par uska chehra gusse se bhara tha.
Madhavi: “Yamini, beta, paratha kha le. Subah se kuch khaya nahi tune. Kya hua, itna gussa kyun hai?”
Usne Yamini ke plate mein ek paratha rakha. Yamini gusse mein, muh fulaye boli
Yamini: “Kuch nahi, mummy. Bas aise hi. Mujhe bhookh nahi hai.”
Usne coffee ka mug side mein rakha, aur uski aankhon mein ek chhota sa bhaari-pan tha. Usne apni nazrein sofa ke cushion pe rakhi, jaise koi baat bolna nahi chahti ho.
Vihaan (smile) "kya baat hai? Subah-subah muh fulaye baithi ho, jaise koi sad Bollywood song chal raha ho!”
Vihaan apna college bag shoulder pe latkaye living room mein aaya, usne ek white shirt aur blackish jeans pahani thi, aur uski muskurahat mein wahi purana charm tha. Usne Yamini ke paas baithke usse chheda, “Kya hua, Di, aap ka admission ka tension hai ya ghumne ka plan cancel hone ka gussa?”
Yamini (gusse mein): “aap ko toh sab mazaak lagta hai na! Aap ka admission ho gaya, aap college ja rahe ho, aur main yahan ghar pe baithi hoon. Aur ghumne ka plan bhi cancel! Sab bekar hai!”
Usne Vihaan ki taraf dekha narazgi wali aankhon se.
Vihaan (dheeme se, pyaar bhara): “Arre, itna tension kyun le rahi ho? Main hoon na. Mein college mein baat karunga, aap ka admission fix karwa ne liye request karunga. Aur ghumne ka plan bhi banayenge, pakka wala promise!”
Usne Yamini ke kandhe pe haath rakha, aur uski muskurahat mein ek aisa vishwas tha jo Yamini ko hamesha apna sa laga hain.
Yamini (thodi si smile, par gussa abhi bhi): “Haan, aap toh har baar aise bolte ho. Dekhte hain kya hota hai.”
Usne apni nazrein chhupa li, par uske dil mein ek chhoti si ummeed jagi. Vihaan ka wada usse thodi khushi deta tha.
Madhavi: “Yamini, Vihaan se aise gussa mat karo. Woh tumhara bhai hai, tumhara side hi lega na. Aur Vijay, aap bhi college mein baat karo na, uska admission jaldi ho jaye.”
Vijay (muskurate hue, newspaper se nazrein uthate): “Haan, Madhavi, main kal hi baat karta hoon."
Yamini ne coffee ka mug uthaya, aur coffee ki chuski Li.
Subah ka waqt ab pura rush mein badal chuka tha. Ghar ke main door ke paas, Vijay apna briefcase uthaye office ke liye taiyar tha, aur Vihaan apna college bag latkaye ek last time apne baalon ko sheeshe mein dekh raha tha. Madhavi kitchen se ek tiffin haathon mein liye aayi aur Vihaan ko thama diya.
Madhavi (pyaar bhari muskurahat): “Vihaan, beta, ye tiffin rakh lo. Aur college mein dhyan se rehna, pehla din hai na new college mein.”
Usne Vihaan ko gale lagaya, aur uski aankhon mein ek ma ka pyaar tha. Usne uske baalon ko thik kiya, jaise woh abhi bhi chhota sa baccha ho.
Vihaan: “mummy, main bada ho gaya hoon! Par tiffin ke liye thanks, aap ki aloo ki sabzi ke bina din adhoora hai!”
Usne Madhavi ko ek chhoti si hug di, aur fir Yamini ki taraf dekha, jo sofa pe baithi thi, muh fulaye usse hi dekh rahi thi.
Vihaan (pyaar bhara andaaz, thodi si chhed): “Didi, Bye nahi bologi? Thodi si smile toh de do, nahi toh mera college ka pehla din kharab ho jayega!”
Woh Yamini ke paas gaya, uske kandhe pe haath rakha.
Yamini (muh fulaye): “Bhaiya, aap jao! Bye!”
Usne Vihaan ki taraf dekha, aur uski aankhon mein ek chhota sa gussa tha, Usne apne haath cross kiye, aur palat ke sofa ke cushion ko pakad liya.
Vihaan: “abhi bhi gussa kyun? Thik hai, main college se aake aap ko manaunga, pakka!”
Usne Yamini ke kandhe pe ek chhoti si thapki di, par uska dil thoda sa bhaari ho gaya. Woh jaanta tha ki Yamini ka gussa admission ka tension hai, par shayad sacchai kuch aur bhi tha, jo Vihaan ko pata nahin tha.
Madhavi (dheeme se, samjhaate hue): “Vihaan, usse chhodo. Uska admission nahi hua na, isliye thoda naraz hai. Tum jao, college mein baat karna uske liye.”
Usne Vihaan ko ek chhoti si smile di, aur fir Yamini ki taraf dekha, jaise bol rahi ho ki sab thik ho jayega.
Vijay (jaldi mein): “Chalo, Vihaan, late ho raha hai. Main office, tum college. Yamini, beta, gussa chhodo, tumhara admission ho jaega"
Usne Yamini ke sar pe haath rakha, aur fir Vihaan ke saath ghar se nikal gaya.
Yamini (udaas, apne aap se): “baat admission ki thi hi nahin kabhi bhi, papa! baat hamesha se yahi the ki bhaiya aur Main ek hi sath ek hi college ek hi class mein padhen ek hi sath college jaaye."
Usne Vihaan ko jate dekha, aur uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa khali-pan mehsoos hua. Usne apne haath ko chhoo liya jahan Vihaan ne thapki di thi, aur ek chhoti si saans li.
College Mein Vihaan ka Naya Din, Vijay ne use Uske college chhodkar Apne office ki taraf chuka tha.
Mumbai ka college campus ek vibrant duniya tha—modern buildings, bade-bade lawns, aur students ka crowd jo apni hi masti mein tha. Din ka waqt tha, dhoop thodi tez thi, par campus mein ek youthful energy ka mahaul tha. Vihaan apna bag shoulder pe latkaye campus ke main gate se andar aaya, uske confident style aur charming looks ne sabka dhyan kheench liya. Kuch ladkiyan usse dekhte hue dheeme se baatein kar rahi thi, aur ek ne toh apni friend ko kaha, “Ye naya ladka hai kya? Kitna handsome lagta hai! Fufu~~"
Vihaan thodi si nervousness tha naya college tha, usne apne aap se bola “ye campus toh vakai mein bahut bada hai! Shitt!! Ab classroom kaun sa tha...?”
Usne apne phone mein schedule dekha, aur main building ki taraf chala. Uske kadam mein ek chhoti si excitement thi—pehla din, naya college, aur wo ek naya shuruaat.Tabhi peeche se ek awaaz aayi, “Vihaan!”
Vihaan hairani ke saath, palat ke peeche dekha “huh-!!!Kaun.......?”
Usne dekha ek khubsurat ladki uski taraf aa rahi thi—lambi, confident, aur ek smile jo dil ko chhoo jati thi. Uski black kurti mein ek alag hi aura tha, aur uske baal dhoop mein chamak rahe the. Wo ladki thi Riya.
Riya: “ Vihaan? Mumbai aaye aur humein bataya bhi nahi?"
Woh Vihaan ke paas aayi.
Riya—Vihaan ki mausi ki ladki—thi,
Vihaan (shocked): “Arre, Riya di! Tum yahan?
Usne Riya ko dekha,—Riya Pahle se kafi badal gayi thi, aur usmein kuch aisa tha jo usse thodi si nervousness de raha tha.
Riya: kyon tum mujhe bhul gaye??
Vihaan: Aisa kuchh bhi nahin Hai Riya di, Main kyon Bhala bolun aapko?
Riya: “Haan, haan, bahane mat bana! Aur Yamini kaisi hai? Woh ab bhi nakchari hai ya thodi badal gayi?” aur ghar ghar pe sab kaise hai? Tum kaise ho?
Usne apne baal ek taraf kiye boli.
Vihaan: "sabhi thik hai di" aap sab kaise ho?
Riya: ham Sab bhi theek hain, aur maa Tum donon ko bahut yad karti hai.
Vihaan: “Haan, hum milne aayenge. Mummy-papa ko bhi mausi se milna achha lagega. Aur tum... ab bhi waisi hi shaitaani karti ho ya thodi badi ho gayi?”
Usne mazaak kiya, Riya hasate hue boli
Riya : “main toh badi ho gayi hoon, Vihaan. Tu hi dekho na, ab heroine jaisi nahi lagti kya?” *haha*
Usne apne baal ek taraf kiye, aur uski muskurahat mein chamak thi.
Vihaan (muskurate hue): “Haan, heroine toh lagati ho!
Tabhi class shuru hone ki announcement hoti hai
"Chalo di! class ka time ho raha hai. Milte hain," bye!
Riya: "b-bye!"
Vihaan ne apna bag adjust kiya aur classroom ki taraf chala.
Riya (apne aap se): “Vihaan... itne saalon baad bhi waisa hi hai.”
Usne apne gaal ko chhoo liya, jo thoda sa garam ho chuka tha, aur ek chhoti si muskurahat uske chehre pe thi.
Mumbai ka din apne full josh mein tha. Garmi aisi ki har kadam pe paseena tapak jata tha, aur sadkon pe gaadiyon ke horn ka shor jaise shehar ka heartbeat ban gaya ho. Ghar ke upar wale kamre mein, jahan Yamini aur Vihaan ka room tha, ek purani almari ke peeche dhool tha, jaise ghar apne purane kisse chhupa ke rakhe ho. Kamra chhota sa tha, par usmein ek alag si warmth thi—deewaron pe halki si seel, ek khidki jisse Mumbai ki sadkon ka ek tukda dikhta tha, aur ek fan jo dheeme-dheeme awaaz karta hua ghoom raha tha.Yamini paseene se bhara chehra, thodi si jhidki ke sath boli.
Yamini: “Bhaiya-!!, aap bas upar chadh hi dekhte raho, thodi si help bhi kar do na-? Ye dhool toh kabhi khatam hi nahi hogi”
Usne apne baalon ka messy bun thoda tight kiya, jo garmi mein dheela ho chuka tha. Uski safed kurti paseene se thodi chipki hui thi, aur jab woh jhuk ke ek purana carton uthane lagi, uski kamar ka ek chhota sa hissa dikh gaya. Yamini ka chehra thakan aur chidh se bhara tha, par uske andar ek gussa bhi ubhar raha tha—shayad Mumbai wapas aane ka, ya kuch aur jo woh bol nahi pa rahi thi.
Woh Vihaan ko “Bhaiya” isliye bolti thi kyunki uske liye woh hamesha uska protector raha tha, chahe dono ek hi din paida hue ho.
Vihaan (shaitaani muskurahat, aankhon mein chamak): “Arre, Di, kyun itna gussa karti ho? Main toh yahan Indiana Jones ban ke treasure hunt kar raha hoon!”
Woh almari ke upar chadh ke ek purana box utaar raha tha, uska navy blue kurta thoda sa khula hua tha, aur baal garmi se bikhre hue the. Usne Yamini ki taraf dekha, aur jab woh jhuki, uski nazar ek pal ke liye uski kamar pe thami. Usse yamini ke kamar pe ek chota til dikhai Diya, dekhte hi Uska dil thoda sa dhadka—ahm!! Ek ajeeb si hulchul uske andar uthi, Usne jaldi apni nazrein hata li sharam ke mare, par uska chehra thoda sa garam ho gaya tha.
Vihaan ke liye Yamini “Didi” thi kyunki woh usse apne se zyada maanta tha, aur “Aap” bolna uske liye ek tarika tha apna respect dikhane ka.
Yamini ko ye ehsas ho gaya tha ki uske bhaiya uske kamar ko dekh rahe the. Ye ehsaas hote hi Yamini Sharma gayi, uske sharmili nazrein idhar udhar hone lagi, thodi si tapman ke uske gore galon pe chha gai, thoda sharmahat lahje ke saath wo boli
Yamini (blush): “b-bhaiya-!! ye carton kholna hai abhi"
Usne apni kurti ko adjust kiya, aur uske gaal thoda sa laal ho gaye. Usne Vihaan ki aankhon mein ek alag si chamak dekhi, aur saath hi uske dil mein kuch hulchul hui. ‘Bhaiya aap aise kyun dekh rahe the?’ usne apne mann mein socha, aur fir khud ko kaam mein busy kar liya.
Vihaan bhi thoda awkward mehsus karta hai, aur apni nazrein churate hue~
Vihaan: “ha-haan-!! Di, pahle ye Dekho, is box mein kya hai, shayad koi purana radio hai!”
Usne box kholne ka natak kiya, par uska dil abhi bhi uss pal ko yaad kar raha tha. ‘Main kya soch raha hoon?’ usne khud ko jhatka, aur fir ek purana speaker uthaya. “Chalo, Di!! aap bolo toh isse chalake dekhein, koi gaana bajta hai ya nahi!”
Yamini thodi si jhidki, par chhupi hui sharm uske andar thi
Yamini (blush): “Bhaiya, aap bhi na, bas mazaak! Ye speaker toh kharab hai, safai pe dhyan do!”
Usne jhadoo uthaya aur wapas kaam shuru kiya, par uske dil mein ek chhoti si lehar thi. Mumbai ka ye ghar usse bilkul acha nahi lag raha tha—kuch toh tha jo usse chubh raha tha, Usne apne mann se uss feeling ko jhatak diya aur kaam mein lag gayi. Fir dono milkar apne apne kamre ko saf kar lete Hain.
Vihaan: “haas!! *Huf* Kaam khatam huya, Main neeche jaake mummy ko bolta hoon safai ho gayi. Aap thodi der aaram kar lo"
Woh neeche jane laga, par ek pal ke liye ruk ke Yamini ki taraf dekha. Uska chehra thoda udaas laga, aur Vihaan ke dil mein ek chhota sa sawal utha—‘Didi aap itni chup kyun ho?’ fir vihaan neeche chala gaya.
Yamini (dheeme se, apne aap se): “Ye ghar...!"
Usne jhadoo rok diya aur khidki ke paas khadi ho gayi, Mumbai ki sadkon ko dekhti hui. Uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa bhaari-pan tha, par woh kuch bol nahi pa rahi thi—bas ek feeling thi, jo usse chhupa bhi nahi chhup rahi thi.
Ab Raat ka waqt
Raat ne Mumbai ko apni chadar mein lapet liya tha. Ghar ke dining area mein ek chhoti si table pe garma-garam rotiyan aur daal ka pyala rakha tha. Bahar sadkon pe traffic ka shor ab thoda dheema ho chuka tha, par door kahin ek radio pe purana gaana baj raha tha—“Ye raatein, ye mausam...” Yamini chup-chup baithi thi, apni plate mein roti ke tukde tod rahi thi, par uska dhyan kahin aur tha. Vihaan usse baar-baar dekhta, uske chehre pe ek udaasi si chhayi hui thi.
Madhavi (pyaar bhari chinta): “Yamini, beta, kya hua? Itni chup kyun ho? Thodi sabzi le na, tera favorite baingan ka bharta banaya hai.”
Usne Yamini ke plate mein ek spoon sabzi daali, aur uski aankhon mein ek ma ka darr tha—uski beti subah se kuch alag si lag rahi thi.
Yamini (udaas, thodi si jhidki): “Kuch nahi, mummy. Bas thak gayi hoon safai se. Aap tension mat lo, main kha lungi.”
Usne ek chhota sa tukda muh mein daala, par uska dil abhi bhi bhari tha. Usne apni nazrein plate pe rakhi, jaise koi baat bolna nahi chahti ho. uske dil mein ek ajeeb si lag rahi thi, par kyun, Shayad uska jawab wo janti thi.
Vihaan (muskurahat, par chhupi hui chinta): “Arre, aap kya subah se itni thaki hui ho? Kya baat hai, safai mein koi world record banane ka plan tha kya?”
Usne mazaak kiya, par uski aankhon mein ek sawal tha—woh jaanta tha ki Yamini kuch chhupa rahi hai. Usne apni roti ka ek bada sa tukda muh mein daala, par uska dhyan Yamini pe hi tha.
Yamini : “Bhaiya, bakwas mat karo na! Koi world record nahi, bas... chhodo na!”
Usne Vihaan ki taraf dekha, aur uske gaal thoda sa laal ho gaye. Fir turant hi Usne apni nazrein jhuka li, par uska dil thodi si dhadkan ke saath chalta raha. ‘Bhaiya aap hamesha meri baat kyun samajh lete ho?’ usne socha, aur fir khud ko sambhala.
Vijay (hansate hue): “Arre, Vihaan, apni bahan ko thodi shanti de. Aur Yamini, tum itna tension mat lo, admission ho jayega. Main kal college mein baat karta hoon.”
Usne apni daal ka last sip liya aur Madhavi ki taraf dekha, jaise bol raha ho ki sab thik hai.
Madhavi (pyaar se): “Haan, Yamini, ab thoda has lo."
Usne Yamini ke sar pe haath rakha, aur uski muskurahat mein ek ma ka pyaar tha.
Yamini (dheeme se, udaas): hmm! "mummy, Mera Ho Gaya main chalti hun.
Khana khatam hone ke baad, Yamini apne kamre ki taraf chali gayi, par uska dhyan abhi bhi kahin aur tha. Usne jaate hue ek bar vihaan ki taraf dekha, Uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa bhaari-pan tha. Fir wo dhime kadam se Apne kamre Mein Chali gai.
Yamini ka kamra ek chhote se haven jaisa tha—dim light mein table lamp ki roshni, ek khidki jisse Mumbai ki raat ka thoda sa shor aata tha, aur bed pe bikhre hue kuch purane magazines. Yamini bed pe baithi hai, apne haathon ko ghoorti hui, uske chehre pe ek udaasi si thi, par saath hi ek soch jo usse chhupa bhi nahi chhup rahi thi, Lekin Tabhi~
Vihaan (darwaze pe khada): “aapko to nind a rahi thi na!? to ab Aise baithe kyon Ho?"
Woh andar aaya, uske haathon mein ek glass doodh tha jo usne Madhavi se liya tha. Usne doodh ki glass ko Yamini ke paas rakha aur bed pe baith gaya.
Yamini: “Ye doodh kyun laya, main bachi thodi hoon!"
Vihaan ne glass ko side mein rakha, par yamini ke aankhon mein ek chhoti si hasi aa gayi. Vihaan ka usse Aise khyal rakhna usse hamesha khushi deta tha, chahe woh kitni bhi gussa ho.
Vihaan: “aapka admission abhi tak approved nahin hua isliye tension Ho?" *Smile* don't worry di, aapka admission ho jaega. Papa ne kaha hai na vah baat karenge." *Smile* vaise aapka marks dekh ke un logon ne approve nahin kiya 'hehe' yah to sach Hai"
Vihaan ne kahate waqt apne baalon mein haath fera, aur uski muskurahat mein ek ajeeb sa charm tha, jo Yamini ko ek pal ke liye chup kar gaya.
Yamini (thodi si hasi): “Bhaiya, aap bhi na! Aap ka admission ho gaya, toh bade perfect ban rahe ho. Aur main yahan tension le rahi hoon. Ab Kitna mazaak uthaoge Mera?”
Usne Vihaan ke haath pe ek chhoti si thapki maari, aur fir dono ek saath hans pade. Yamini ka chehra jab woh hasti thi, ekdum alag sa lagta tha—jaise uska gussa aur udaasi ek pal ke liye gayab ho gaye ho.Vihaan Chand second ke liye ek tak dekhta hai usse.
Vihaan: “Di-!! aap jab hasti ho na, bilkul alag si lagti ho."
Usne baat ko mazaak mein kaha, par Yamini ka gal tamatar ki tarah laal ho chuka tha Apne bhaiya se compliment Pake.
Yamini (sharma ke, gaal laal): "t-toh aap mujhse notice karte ho-!?"
Yamini ne apne baal ka ek tukda kaan ke peeche kiya, aur uski aankhon mein ek sharmili si jhidki thi.
Vihaan (nazrein churate hue, muskurahat): "hmm? N-Nahi to!" Di Raat ho chuki hai"
Usne baat ghuma di, Usne Yamini ke blanket ko thik kiya aur bola~
Vihaan: ab so jao
Yamini (blush): “H-haan Aap bhi so jao, good night. bhaiya-!"
Usne blanket odha, par uski aankhein Vihaan pe theen jab woh lamp band kar raha tha. Fir Vihaan ne uske maathe pe halki si kiss ki, jaise woh hamesha karta tha, aur bola, “Good night, Di"
Vihaan (pyaar bhari muskurahat): “So jao, Didi, and don't worry about the admission, okay-!!"
Woh darwaze ki taraf chala, aur ek pal ke liye ruk ke Yamini ki taraf dekha. Uska hasta hua chehra uske mann mein baar-baar aa raha tha. Fir usne darwaza bahar se halka band Kiya aur apne kamre Mein chala Gaya. Vihaan chala gaya tha par yamini abhi bhi uss darvaje ko hi dekhe ja rahi thi.
Yamini (dheeme se, apne aap se): “vihaan...”
Usne Vihaan ko jate dekha, aur uske dil mein ek ajeeb si hulchul uthi. Usne apne haath ko chhoo liya jahan Vihaan ne chhua tha, aur ek chhoti si saans li. Kamre mein ab sirf khamoshi thi, par ye kiya? yamini ke aankhon se ek Boond aansu ke nikale, Jo ki Uske gaal se hote hue bistar per Giri.
Next morning
Subah ka waqt tha, aur ghar mein ek chhoti si rush ka mahaul. Mumbai ka din apne full swing mein aa chuka tha—sadkon pe gaadiyon ka shor, door kahin doodhwale ki cycle ki ghanti, aur garmi jo dheere-dheere badh rahi thi. Ghar ke living area mein breakfast table pe Madhavi ne garma-garam parathe rakhe the, aur Vijay apna newspaper padh raha tha. Yamini sofa pe baithi thi, apni coffee mein spoon ghumati hui, par uska chehra gusse se bhara tha.
Madhavi: “Yamini, beta, paratha kha le. Subah se kuch khaya nahi tune. Kya hua, itna gussa kyun hai?”
Usne Yamini ke plate mein ek paratha rakha. Yamini gusse mein, muh fulaye boli
Yamini: “Kuch nahi, mummy. Bas aise hi. Mujhe bhookh nahi hai.”
Usne coffee ka mug side mein rakha, aur uski aankhon mein ek chhota sa bhaari-pan tha. Usne apni nazrein sofa ke cushion pe rakhi, jaise koi baat bolna nahi chahti ho.
Vihaan (smile) "kya baat hai? Subah-subah muh fulaye baithi ho, jaise koi sad Bollywood song chal raha ho!”
Vihaan apna college bag shoulder pe latkaye living room mein aaya, usne ek white shirt aur blackish jeans pahani thi, aur uski muskurahat mein wahi purana charm tha. Usne Yamini ke paas baithke usse chheda, “Kya hua, Di, aap ka admission ka tension hai ya ghumne ka plan cancel hone ka gussa?”
Yamini (gusse mein): “aap ko toh sab mazaak lagta hai na! Aap ka admission ho gaya, aap college ja rahe ho, aur main yahan ghar pe baithi hoon. Aur ghumne ka plan bhi cancel! Sab bekar hai!”
Usne Vihaan ki taraf dekha narazgi wali aankhon se.
Vihaan (dheeme se, pyaar bhara): “Arre, itna tension kyun le rahi ho? Main hoon na. Mein college mein baat karunga, aap ka admission fix karwa ne liye request karunga. Aur ghumne ka plan bhi banayenge, pakka wala promise!”
Usne Yamini ke kandhe pe haath rakha, aur uski muskurahat mein ek aisa vishwas tha jo Yamini ko hamesha apna sa laga hain.
Yamini (thodi si smile, par gussa abhi bhi): “Haan, aap toh har baar aise bolte ho. Dekhte hain kya hota hai.”
Usne apni nazrein chhupa li, par uske dil mein ek chhoti si ummeed jagi. Vihaan ka wada usse thodi khushi deta tha.
Madhavi: “Yamini, Vihaan se aise gussa mat karo. Woh tumhara bhai hai, tumhara side hi lega na. Aur Vijay, aap bhi college mein baat karo na, uska admission jaldi ho jaye.”
Vijay (muskurate hue, newspaper se nazrein uthate): “Haan, Madhavi, main kal hi baat karta hoon."
Yamini ne coffee ka mug uthaya, aur coffee ki chuski Li.
Subah ka waqt ab pura rush mein badal chuka tha. Ghar ke main door ke paas, Vijay apna briefcase uthaye office ke liye taiyar tha, aur Vihaan apna college bag latkaye ek last time apne baalon ko sheeshe mein dekh raha tha. Madhavi kitchen se ek tiffin haathon mein liye aayi aur Vihaan ko thama diya.
Madhavi (pyaar bhari muskurahat): “Vihaan, beta, ye tiffin rakh lo. Aur college mein dhyan se rehna, pehla din hai na new college mein.”
Usne Vihaan ko gale lagaya, aur uski aankhon mein ek ma ka pyaar tha. Usne uske baalon ko thik kiya, jaise woh abhi bhi chhota sa baccha ho.
Vihaan: “mummy, main bada ho gaya hoon! Par tiffin ke liye thanks, aap ki aloo ki sabzi ke bina din adhoora hai!”
Usne Madhavi ko ek chhoti si hug di, aur fir Yamini ki taraf dekha, jo sofa pe baithi thi, muh fulaye usse hi dekh rahi thi.
Vihaan (pyaar bhara andaaz, thodi si chhed): “Didi, Bye nahi bologi? Thodi si smile toh de do, nahi toh mera college ka pehla din kharab ho jayega!”
Woh Yamini ke paas gaya, uske kandhe pe haath rakha.
Yamini (muh fulaye): “Bhaiya, aap jao! Bye!”
Usne Vihaan ki taraf dekha, aur uski aankhon mein ek chhota sa gussa tha, Usne apne haath cross kiye, aur palat ke sofa ke cushion ko pakad liya.
Vihaan: “abhi bhi gussa kyun? Thik hai, main college se aake aap ko manaunga, pakka!”
Usne Yamini ke kandhe pe ek chhoti si thapki di, par uska dil thoda sa bhaari ho gaya. Woh jaanta tha ki Yamini ka gussa admission ka tension hai, par shayad sacchai kuch aur bhi tha, jo Vihaan ko pata nahin tha.
Madhavi (dheeme se, samjhaate hue): “Vihaan, usse chhodo. Uska admission nahi hua na, isliye thoda naraz hai. Tum jao, college mein baat karna uske liye.”
Usne Vihaan ko ek chhoti si smile di, aur fir Yamini ki taraf dekha, jaise bol rahi ho ki sab thik ho jayega.
Vijay (jaldi mein): “Chalo, Vihaan, late ho raha hai. Main office, tum college. Yamini, beta, gussa chhodo, tumhara admission ho jaega"
Usne Yamini ke sar pe haath rakha, aur fir Vihaan ke saath ghar se nikal gaya.
Yamini (udaas, apne aap se): “baat admission ki thi hi nahin kabhi bhi, papa! baat hamesha se yahi the ki bhaiya aur Main ek hi sath ek hi college ek hi class mein padhen ek hi sath college jaaye."
Usne Vihaan ko jate dekha, aur uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa khali-pan mehsoos hua. Usne apne haath ko chhoo liya jahan Vihaan ne thapki di thi, aur ek chhoti si saans li.
College Mein Vihaan ka Naya Din, Vijay ne use Uske college chhodkar Apne office ki taraf chuka tha.
Mumbai ka college campus ek vibrant duniya tha—modern buildings, bade-bade lawns, aur students ka crowd jo apni hi masti mein tha. Din ka waqt tha, dhoop thodi tez thi, par campus mein ek youthful energy ka mahaul tha. Vihaan apna bag shoulder pe latkaye campus ke main gate se andar aaya, uske confident style aur charming looks ne sabka dhyan kheench liya. Kuch ladkiyan usse dekhte hue dheeme se baatein kar rahi thi, aur ek ne toh apni friend ko kaha, “Ye naya ladka hai kya? Kitna handsome lagta hai! Fufu~~"
Vihaan thodi si nervousness tha naya college tha, usne apne aap se bola “ye campus toh vakai mein bahut bada hai! Shitt!! Ab classroom kaun sa tha...?”
Usne apne phone mein schedule dekha, aur main building ki taraf chala. Uske kadam mein ek chhoti si excitement thi—pehla din, naya college, aur wo ek naya shuruaat.Tabhi peeche se ek awaaz aayi, “Vihaan!”
Vihaan hairani ke saath, palat ke peeche dekha “huh-!!!Kaun.......?”
Usne dekha ek khubsurat ladki uski taraf aa rahi thi—lambi, confident, aur ek smile jo dil ko chhoo jati thi. Uski black kurti mein ek alag hi aura tha, aur uske baal dhoop mein chamak rahe the. Wo ladki thi Riya.
Riya: “ Vihaan? Mumbai aaye aur humein bataya bhi nahi?"
Woh Vihaan ke paas aayi.
Riya—Vihaan ki mausi ki ladki—thi,
Vihaan (shocked): “Arre, Riya di! Tum yahan?
Usne Riya ko dekha,—Riya Pahle se kafi badal gayi thi, aur usmein kuch aisa tha jo usse thodi si nervousness de raha tha.
Riya: kyon tum mujhe bhul gaye??
Vihaan: Aisa kuchh bhi nahin Hai Riya di, Main kyon Bhala bolun aapko?
Riya: “Haan, haan, bahane mat bana! Aur Yamini kaisi hai? Woh ab bhi nakchari hai ya thodi badal gayi?” aur ghar ghar pe sab kaise hai? Tum kaise ho?
Usne apne baal ek taraf kiye boli.
Vihaan: "sabhi thik hai di" aap sab kaise ho?
Riya: ham Sab bhi theek hain, aur maa Tum donon ko bahut yad karti hai.
Vihaan: “Haan, hum milne aayenge. Mummy-papa ko bhi mausi se milna achha lagega. Aur tum... ab bhi waisi hi shaitaani karti ho ya thodi badi ho gayi?”
Usne mazaak kiya, Riya hasate hue boli
Riya : “main toh badi ho gayi hoon, Vihaan. Tu hi dekho na, ab heroine jaisi nahi lagti kya?” *haha*
Usne apne baal ek taraf kiye, aur uski muskurahat mein chamak thi.
Vihaan (muskurate hue): “Haan, heroine toh lagati ho!
Tabhi class shuru hone ki announcement hoti hai
"Chalo di! class ka time ho raha hai. Milte hain," bye!
Riya: "b-bye!"
Vihaan ne apna bag adjust kiya aur classroom ki taraf chala.
Riya (apne aap se): “Vihaan... itne saalon baad bhi waisa hi hai.”
Usne apne gaal ko chhoo liya, jo thoda sa garam ho chuka tha, aur ek chhoti si muskurahat uske chehre pe thi.
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