💖LOVE TOSSED💖

AN UNFORTUNATE MISHAP

"Darshan !!! DARSHAN !??" Reyansh screamed unable to get any response from the latter.
"Rey..an..sh... Mera.. hat... Mera...hat nhi uth rha-" Darshan spoke slowly struggling to catch his breath.

**12 hours earlier**

"Do plate garlic Naan , ek Manchow fried Rice , ek plate hakka noodles , do plate Murg Massalam and do plate Dragon Chicken... That's all for now..." Priyanka completed the order and handed over the menu to the waiter who obediently noted down everything and went into the kitchen.
The five of our protagonists had arrived at a typical Desi restaurant and made themselves comfortable around the various tables filled with Roti Dal Makhani and Chicken Butter Masala.

Ankit , who had gone to the pharmacy with Reyansh , entered supporting him.
"Haa aaram se.. chal paa rha h ?"
"Haa thik h abhi..." Saying this Reyansh lifted his weight off from Ankit's shoulder and sat down on a chair opposite to Priyanka.

"I just wanna punch that scumbag so hard he'll never have the guts to walk in his life !" Darshan muttered angrily talking about the boy who had tripped over Reyansh.
"Are thik h na... Shyd galti se lag gya hoga... Kyu h na Rey ?" Ankit nudged Reyansh to reply who seemed deeply lost in his thoughts.
"Ha..? Haa ! Ha... Shyd galti se hi kiya hoga..." Reyansh agreed half heartedly as he was sure of the smile he had seen on the boy's face after falling down.
"Haa to koi bhi ise dhakka dega aur iye gir bhi jayega !? Baccha h kya aapka 'Rey' !?" Priyanka asked haughtily.
"Oh Madam ! Aaram se waha audience mein bethke tali bajana na sabko ata h thik h !? Waha niche humare sath rehti to pata chalta... Asli struggle kise kehte h ! Huh ! Badi ayi..." Reyansh replied lowering his voice on the last words.
"Ha Ha tumko to waha English Channel par krne diya tha na ? Ek 50m ki race khatam nhi hua iss Khadoos se !" And their banter continued.
"Khatam kiya isiliye Aaj next round mein jaa paa rhi ho samjhi..."
"Darshan tha isiliye... Warna tum ek stove bhi jala nhi pate..."
"Agar Darshan nhi bhi rehta tabh bhi hum jeet jate...huh!"
"Apne aap pe itna ghamand ki tum khud ko Darshan se bara samajhne lage Khadoos Momowale !?" Priyanka shouted almost alarming everyone in the surrounding.

Reyansh quickly realised the words he had spoken in the flow of the argument.
"Nhi...nhi... Mera wo mtlb nhi tha..."
"Re it's ok..." Darshan laughed easing the tension between the two.
"I'm sorry Darshan. I didn't mean it that way..." Reyansh turned to face him.
"It's absolutely fine... Actually this shows your confidence and determination for the competition... I appreciate this feeling." Darshan patted his back slowly.
"Dekna confidence abh over-confidence na ban jaye..." Priyanka smirked teasingly.

Reyansh's POV :

This Nakchari Madam and her taunts ! Ek din nhi jata , when I'm not angry on her... Faltu faltu Darshan k bare mein bura bhala bulwa diya... Abh dekho kese khi khi krke has rhi h ! Iski to...

"Kya ? Ese kya dekh rha h ? Muh todh dungi ese dekha to !" She proceeded to say aloud my words threatning me with my own actions.
"Haa tum muh todoge and mein beth k puriya talunga h na ?" I retorted back.
"Re bapre chup ! Kitna ladte ho tum log !" Rohini finally stopped us and stuffed a chicken into Priyanka's mouth.
She devoured the piece and quickly forgot about the fight.

We kept talking about topics related to the Competition and discussed some strategies to go forward with.
I kept glancing over to Priyanka every now and then somewhat enjoying her antiques with the food. She was slowly feasting on a long strand of noodle imitating a kid. Her face radiates with a different and brighter glow when it is brought near food. Her face which acknowledges the food she eats , makes the chef want to cook more for her. Unmindfully , my heart pounded with a uncontrollable desire to cook an entire meal for her , just to see her enjoying upto the last morsel.
But Nakchari Madam doesn't like my food for some stupid reason. I made a mental note to ask her about it some day and concentrated on listening to Darshan.