His Secret Love (BEHIR short Story)

Part 1: First Meeting

In the beautiful hills of shimla, a girl in red dress was walking on the mountain as she sees the beautiful scene of the hill, she smiles and take a sigh of relief.
After a while she goes from there in her car.
Her car slips on the road as there was oil over the road. But she manages to control the car. She then starts her car but it doesn't starts. She goes out of the car.
A car comes there in the full speed.
As she sees car she shouts: stop the car! Stop the car!
And that car was just about to go on the oil but it stops and a handsome man comes out.
(And its obviously Mahir.)
He comes to Bela.
Mahir: Pehle 2 minute mai pyaar fir 2 minute mai dhoka or fir aa jaati hai yahan par suicide karne ko but kar nahi paati yaha ki uchaai se dar Jo lagne lagta hai or fir shaam hote hi doosre ladko se lift maangne lagti hai stop the car! Stop the car! Karke......😏😒😂
Bela: oh hello Mr. Tumhara ho gaya ab me bolu? Me suicide karne nahi aayi hu or na hi mujhe kisi se pyaar hua hai. Mera name Bela Sharma hai Woodstock university ki student hu aksar yahan aati hu. Yahan  road par oil tha Meri car yahan slip ho gayi thi or ye sab tumhaare saath na ho isiliye tumhe rok rahi thi. Samjhe?😑
Mahir: accha? Or......
Bela: ab sorry or thank you rehne do. Itna time nahi hai mere paas. 😑😒
Mahir: but ......
Bela: or haa mujhe lift chahiye to chalo or drive me karungi.
Mahir: but.....
She goes and sit in his car.
Mahir: kya pagal ladki hai!!😑
Mahir goes and sit in the car.
Bela drives the car.
In the car,
Bela: ab tum ye soch rahe hoge ki mene kyu kaha ke me car chalaungi. Obviously hill road par kon 70-80 ki speed mai car chala sakta. You know na ek turn galat liya or banda seedha upar. Nice car by the way........😂😅😏
Bela was talking continuously and Mahir was just looking at her and smiling and lost in her beauty, in her talks. He was looking at her with a smile and saying to himself silently: aaj tak kayi ladkiyan dekhi hai par koi yaad nahi pata nahi kyu aisa lagta hai ke ye chehra hamesha mere dimaag mai rahega. Ye khoobsurat aankhen Jo mujhe dekh rahi hai palak jhapakne ka naam nahi le rahi, ye lambe baal Jo beparwah ud rahe hai or ye hoton ki lakeerein Jo bilkul un racing tracks ki tarha hai jinhe me aksar apne sapno mai dekhta rehta hu.😍😍😘🙈
Bela: aisa kya dekh rahe ho?
Mahir: nahi kuch nahi.😄
Bela stops the car at her home.
She goes out of the car.
Bela: vaise tumhaari car bohot acchi hai.😃
Mahir: tumhaari driving se zyaada nahi.😅
Bela: ye to kuch nahi agar sach mai mere andar ke asli racer ko dekhna chahte ho to fir Sunday ko aa jana bohot badi race hone vaali or me jeetne vaali hai.😏
Mahir: hmm. Tumhara confidence dekh kar to lagta hai ke pakka tum hi jeetne vaali ho.😁😃😅
Bela: of course. Bela Sharma always wins.😏
Mahir: Oooo. I think fir to mujhe is race mai aana hi chahiye bela Sharma the winner ki race dekhne ke liye.😅😁
Bela ask him as she also wants him to come: of course. So.....will you come?😅
Mahir: ummm....I don't know exactly.
Bela: Hmm vaise bina bataye aakar mujhe surprise dena chahte ho to bhi chalega. I like surprises.😅😆😁😃
Mahir: hm. And i like to give surprises.
Bela: accha?
Mahir: of course. Me aksar logo ko surprise kar deta hu kabhi apni entry se kabhi apne exit se kabhi kisi or cheez se.😏😅
Bela: hmm. Strange!! But good.😁😆
Mahir: Don't worry surprise ya aisa hi but aaunga zaroor.😃
Bela: I will wait. By.😃
Mahir: by.
Bela goes from there.

In the night, bela was busy in her studies. Her phone rings. And she receives the call.
Bela: hello.
Mahir: hello miss racer. 😁
Bela: may I know who is this?
Mahir: surprise!!😆
Bela: is it that one Jo mujhe bahar road par mila tha.😝
Mahir: excuse me! Road par tum mujhe mili thi or mene tumhe lift di thi.😑
Bela: sorry. Vo me pata nahi kaise thodi so excited ho gayi or aisa hi kuch bhi bol diya. Tumhe bura to nahi laga?😅
Mahir: umm....nahi me bura maanne vaalo mai se nahi hu.😁😏
Bela: well that's great. Because me to aisi hi kuch bhi bol deti hu.😅
Mahir: ye kuch bhi bolne vaale log sach bolte hai or mujhe sach bolne vaale log pasand hai. So don't worry.😃
Bela: you are such a sweet person yaar subah to tum mujhe itne rude se lag rahe the but tum to bohot acche ho.😅
Mahir: zyaadatar ladkiyan yahi kehti hai.
Bela: vaise tumhaari baaton se to lag raha hai ke tumhaari ek nahi balke 2-4 girlfriend hongi.😅😝😂
Mahir: 2-4?
Bela: kyu kam hai?
Mahir: tumhe kya lagta hai?
Bela: mujhe to yahi lagta hai.😅
Mahir: don't worry meri koi girlfriend nahi hai.
Bela: kya sach mai?
Mahir: haa.
Bela: vaise to zyaadatar ladke yahi bolte hai.
Mahir: accha? To tum batao me tumhe Playboy type ka lagta hu?😂😝😅
Bela: nahi mene aisa nahi kaha. Tum to....bohot....handsome ho.😅🙈😍😆
Mahir: hmm. To kya ab tum mere saath flirt kar rahi ho?😂😝
Bela: nahi-nahi me koi flirt nahi kar rahi bas aisa hi keh rahi thi or vaise bhi na agar koi ladka accha lage to use bata dena chahiye. Kya pata kal ho na ho.😂😝😅
Mahir: Ooo vaise tumhaari  baaton se lagta hai ke tum poetry likhti ho.😁
Bela: nahi aisa kuch nahi hai. Vaise ye batao tumhe mera no. Kahan se mila?
Mahir: hm. Srk ne kaha hai ke kisi cheez ko dil se chaaho to sari kainaat use tunse milaane mai lag jaati hai.😁
Bela: mera no.?
Mahir: filhaal no. hi samjh lo.😆
Bela: hmm. Vaise srk mera favorite hai.😅
Mahir: really?
Bela: yeah.
Mahir: chalo accha hai ek or baat pata chal gayi tumhaari baare mai ke cars ke baad aapka favorite srk hai.😅😁
Bela: vaise tumne itna sab kuch jaan liya mere baar mai or apna name bhi nahi bataya.
Mahir: mera name jaanna thoda mushkil hai.😏😁
Bela: accha? Aisa kya hai tumhaari name mai?😑
Mahir: Vo sab  tumhe kl pata chlega race mai mere name ke baare mai or mere baare mai bhi.😏
Bela: Oooo OK.
Mahir: tomorrow you will get a surprise.😏😁
Bela: I will wait.😅
Mahir: ok. By. Good night.☺
Bela: good night.☺

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And what you think what will be the surprise that mahir is talking about? Will he come at the race?
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