A day later, the telephone rang and the servant beckoned to Sameer. "Kiska phone hai Chintu?"
"Ji koi Noopur memsaab hain!" he replied as he handed the phone to him.
Sameer held the phone ensconsced between his ear and shoulder, as he struggled to secure his cufflinks. "Hello?"
"Hi Sameer...!"
"Haan Noopur bolo na...sab theek? Mujhe reject karne ke liye phone kar rahi ho?" he chuckled. His family had been going gaga over the anticipated response from the girl's side, which Sameer obviously knew would be a No.
"Pata nahi abhi! Acha farz karo shaadi ka soch rahe hain...toh ek baat batao...wo tumhari girlfriend...us ladki ki sach mein shaadi ho gayi hai?" she asked.
"Obviously...varna kya tumko dekhne aata?" Sameer rolled his eyes.
"Aur aage chalke...bhagwan na kare...uska divorce ho gaya toh..?" she queried.
"Kaash! Meri shaadi se pehle ho gaya to main use propose kar dunga. Lekin meri shaadi ke baad hua to firse involve nahi hounga...haan agar mera bhi divorce hua to baat alag hai...," he answered, amused at her questions.
"Maine shaadi ki to divorce nahi dungi...pehle hi bol rahi hun!"
"Good! Mere background se tumhe to pata hi hoga ki mujhe divorces se kitni chidh hai!"
"Aur non-veg? Non-veg mera favorite hai...hamare ghar pe chalta hai!"
"Bahar chalke khila dunga jab man kare tumhara!"
"Aur mujhe khana banana nahi aata!"
"Chintu hai, Sadashiv hai ghar pe uske liye!"
"Aur mera business?"
"Wo to maine kaha hi main okay hun!"
"Tumhari family- wo okay honge mere is kaam aur lifestyle ko leke?"
"Nahi maane to mana lunga...life meri hai, biwi meri hogi- mujhe issue nahi to unhe bhi nahi hone chahiye!"
"Aur mujhe bacche chahiye...!"
"Hmm...theek hai...koshish karenge!"
"Main apni firm jaldi se jaldi set up karne ki koshish karungi, toh 3-5 saal se kaam chalega?"
"Chalega...," Sameer smiled.
"Aur main abhi bhi tumhe sundar aur intelligent nahi lagti?"
"Mere level ki to nahi...but kaam chala lunga!"
"Main tumse zyada sundar hun...aur tez bhi!" Noopur declared.
"Acha baba ho...toh?"
"Toh meri haan hai...!" Noopur muttered shyly.
"Kya?" The receiver dropped from his hold in shock. He hastily bent down to pick it up.
"Tumhari haan hai?" he croaked in disbelief.
"Haan!" she answered.
"Wo sab jaanene ke baad...ki main tumse shayad kabhi pyaar nahi kar paaunga?" he reiterated, wondering if she forgot that particular part of their conversation at Coffee House yesterday.
"Haan...rahi baat tumhari toh umeed pe duniya kayam hai...papa kehte hain waqt ke saath sab badal jaata hai...tumhari haan naa jo bhi hai wo bata dena...us hisab se papa tumhare ghar pe shaadi ki baat kar sakte hain!" With this, the line went dead and Sameer looked at the phone in bewilderment.
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Expectedly Unexpected: A SamAina FF
FanfictionSameer is a flamboyant, rich and supposedly spoilt brat. Naina is the quintessential good girl. The story is set in the 90s. But what if the same story had a twist? What if the characters acted as we'd never expected them to? What if school was just...
