This will be a story of a middle class man whose dream is to become an IPS and a girl who wants to lead a team of people who will secretly serving for the country and the girl is orphaned.Their love story starts and both of them are bound with their...
(Mishti near the bus stop waiting for the bus....there she saw a little girl who was selling balloons...in sun...mishti goes there) Mishti- Hi... Girl smiles.. Mishti- Aap itni dhoop me kyn sell kr rhe ho..??school ni jaate.. (Mishti see around if anybody with the girl..and then the man came...probably his father) Man- boliye madam..?balloons lengi.. Mishti- bhaia...bacho se kam karwana kanoon ki nazro me jurm hota hai..ye unki padne ki age hai..aur aap iss bachi se..ye sb.. Man- ye sb kaun karwana chahta hai madam...pr kya kre...hum logo do waqt ka khana ho jaye wahi bht hai.. Mishti- aap ek kam kijiye....ye address yahan pe free education ka camp lagta hai..wahan iss bachi ko waha ka admission dilwaiye..aur aage se isse kam matt karana...vrna fir mujhe aapki complain krni padegi..aur ye balloons me kharid letu hu laiye..ye paise.. (Man gives balloons to mishti...suddenly the little girl hugs mishti..and the grip of balloons losened up..and they fly....and hit with the Tall Man...yes..that is where Abir is coming to the same bus stand...he catch the bolloons and smile..) Abir- waah partner...Thank you..I love these... Mishti- thk hai bhaia..ab aap please dhyan rakhiye... (Bus was late...mishti was just exploring the near by market...she saw very beautiful garland..she decided that she will buy it to offer the garland in the famous temple of kutch...) Mishti- Bhaia ye Garland dikhana...wow.. Bhaia 2 de dijiye.. Shopkeeper- Madam rs 1000 ka hai.. Mishti- Bhaia..devi maa ke kam me kuch mehanga..ya sasta nhi hota...aap de dijiye.. Abir- bhaisaab...mol bhaav kr lijiye...do hi tarah ke log bargain nhi krte ya to chor ya rich ones... aur ye to.... (Mishti turned and saw Abir behind the bunch of balloons..) Mishti- Tum...yahan bhi... Abir- yr tum hamesha Angry avtaar me hi kyn rehti ho..? Mishti- Dekho..Main Angry nhi hun...aur...chor tum ho jo..kl raat mere earing leke bhaag rhe the aur aaj mere balloons... Abir-(narrowed his eyes) Ye tumhare hai.. Mishti- ji haan maine inhe kharida tha.. Shopkeeper- dena hai ya nhi.. Mishti- Arrey aap dijiye...ya chokro to pagal che..tame yaki baat nathi suno...aur ye paise.. (Abir main pagal...) (Mishti took the item and start moving) Mishti- ab mera peecha matt krna.. Abir- Main tumhara peecha kyn krne laga..?? (Suddenly a car came...and mishti was about to fall...she closed the eyes...but in the next moment found herself in Abir's arms..Abir holds mishti from her waist and balloons in other hand...They share an eyelock...and dheere dheere bg plays...De ra re re ra re re ra..... De ra re re ra re re ra.....Dheere dheere se ... Meri zindagi mein aana.... dheere dheere se mere dil ko churana...) (After sometime they both realize their position..Mishti says thanks and starts moving..) Abir- suno?? Mishti- bolo...sigh.. Abir- dhyan se......aur suno..?? Mishti turns.. Abir- kuch nhi jao.. (Bus was there standing..waiting for the passengers to board) Mishti finds it difficult to board...like everytime...she is short.. Abir saw her struggle...he was already on the top of the bus...
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Abir- Suno..Angry chorni..? Mishti- tum bhi...yar ye ladka marwayega.. Abir- upar aa jao..nhi milegi neeche jagah.. (Mishti had no choice) (Abir helps her with her luggage and they both sits...together) Mishti- Tum kahan ja rhe ho?? Abir- kahin bhi.. Mishti- tumhare pass ghar nhi hai..? Gharwalo ne dhakke deke nikala hai?? Banjare ho??? Abir- same expression everytime..and the answer is always no.. Mishti- To hamesha idhar udhar kyn ghumte ho??? Kabhi ghar me bhi rha karo yaar.. Abir- tum bhi hamesha aise hi ghumti rehti ho..kyn...? Mishti- oh hello..main kam se kutch ja rhi ..hu..tumhari tarah nhi..jise ye bhi nhi pta jana kahan hai.. Abir smiles... Mishti- Ab hass kyn rhe ho..? Abir- ni kisi ki yaad aa gyi..thode din pehle aise hi ek bus main...ek ladki se mulakat hui thi..maine usse dekha nhi par...usne mujhe girne se bachaya... (Mishti relizes herself narrating the same lines...) Mishti- NO WAY!!!! Wo ajeeb se kapdo main tum the????...banjare kahin ke... Abir- sach me tum thi wo bus ke upar.... (Abir and Mishti both smiles...because of the meet they had in the past...which was not known by both of them) (On the other hand...kunal was thinking about the project...How they get this...it is not possible...he was very disturb with the fact that knowing that his mom must have done something to get this..but at the same time..he loved her so much..he knows how his mother was the only one taking care of every individual in the house after his Dad left them...) Meenakshi- kunal kya hua beta ?? Are you ok...? Kunal- haan maa...wo bs kuch soch rha tha.. Meenakshi- mujhe pta hai kunal tum kya soch rhe ho..but main bs tumhse itna hi kahungi trust me...main jo bhi kr rhi hu apne parivaar ki khushiyon ke liye kr rhi hu...Rajvansh family ke naam ke liye kr rhi hu...kl tk hame koi ni janta tha...aaj hamari bhi market me ek achi image hai...kem? Kunal- Maa i know...I m sorry....Maa if you allow kya main thodi der bahar ho ke aau.. Meenakshi- Thk hai.. Kunal- Thank you maa.. (Kunal goes for a walk...Meanwhile kuhu was also roaming about with her friends...gigling...dancing..and least concerned about what is happening...and in the next moment both of them again collapsed...and kuhu was on kunal)
