raghvi os n short stories part 2

part:-5

I hope u all know about the dahi handi game those who don't know kindly Google it..

As soon as Pallavi enters the chawl she feels a vibrant energy ....she looks around the surroundings with wide open eyes n finds it to be full of colours , joy and  happiness , it's a small space full of crowd....it's quite different from her world which is dull, dark, monotonous n full of loneliness and grieves....her mansion is much more bigger than this whole chawl but there only sounds of her cry echoes between the four walls ....

Pallavi to Farhad:- yaha k sab logo k paas mila k jitna paisa  hoga usse kai guna jyada paisa hai mere paas hai..phir bhi yaha her koi mjhse kai guna jyaada khush kaise dikhayi de raha hai ..

F:- wo sayad isiliye kyuki khushiya paiso ki mohtaaz nahi hoti...

P:- jhuth bol rahe ho tum... En sab k chehre ki ye khushi sirf kuch pal ki hai ..

F:- kuch pal ki hi sahi per inke chehre pe muskaan to hai.. aur waise bhi zindagi me her pal khushiya nahi hoti .....gam ka hona bhi bahut jaruri hai tabhi to hume khushiyo ki aehmiyat pata chalegi...

P:- lagta hai aaj kal philosophy ki kitabeein padhne lag gaye ho n she smirks ..

F:- chaliye aage badhte hai ..

P:- hmm...n she steps forward ...n suddenly she stepped on the slippery wet ground n  collided with a man...n she was about to fall on the ground  but the man immediately saved her by caging her in his strong arms ...

N then pallavi looks towards  her saviour ....n for a moment she keeps on looking at his deep oceanic intoxicating eyes ...

Her saviour is saying  something but she is so much engrossed in his eyes that her hearing senses stopped working...

The man makes her stand on her feet properly ...n then snaps fingers in front of her eyes n asks tum thik hai sardar ji .....

P:- n her hearing comes back n she nodded her head in yes...

The man:- yaha pe dekh k chalne ka ...

P:- in her mind ye to wahi ladka hai jo us din mila tha .

So, her saviour is our bhola bhala ladka Raghav Rao....

R:- notices Farhad ....n says tum yaha pe ...

F:- ji

R:- aaj tumhara sath wo chalta phirta ATM machine nahi aya ... waise acha hi hai k wo nahi aaya warna yaha pe usko bahut dikkat ho jata itna sara cheap middle class logo ko dekh ke.. kahin uska BP badh jata to aur heart attack aa jata to bekar me humara Chawli ka naam badnam hota ke ameer baap ka papa ka pari cheap middle class logo ka bheed dekh k suffocation se uska dum ghut gaya n he laughs sarcastically..

P:- clenched her fists in anger

R to F:- waise tumhara yaha koi Jaan pehchan ka rehta hai kya ...jo k tum yaha pe aaya ..

F:- ha wo Sunny hai ..

R:- achha wo junior college ka dost hai tum....

F:- ji

R:- aur ye sardar ji bhi tumhara sath hi hai ...

F:- ji

R:- thik hai ...tum logo me se koi dahi handi me participate karna chahta hai..

F:- ji nahi ...

R:- aur sardar ji tum bhi nahi karega ....

P:- doesn't say anything

R:- patted on her back n says mai to suna hai ki sardar log bahut daring hota hai ..lekin lagta hai k tum nahi hai ..

P:- speaks in a heavy voice n says mai bhi daring hu..