“I wish you could tell me what it is, Ishqi,” he murmured, gently brushing the locks of her hair away from he face. Just as he prepared to leave, an unintentional nudge caused the night lamp to crash onto the floor.
The sudden noise startled her sleeping figure, jolting her from her slumber. “AVM?” She pulled herself in a sitting position, rubbing her eyes. She looked at the wall clock striking 3 a.m. “Aap iss waqt yaha kya kar rahe hai?”
“Main… wo…” he stammered, running his hand through his hair.
“Ek second. Ek second,” she said, narrowing her eyes at him, “aap meri chocolate churane aaye the, hai na? Chor kahi ke! Nikliye meri room se bahar. ABHI KE ABHI!” She jumped out of her bed, pushing him by his chest.
“Arey…” He tried to stop her but all in vain. “Main kyun churaunga kuch bhi?”
“Kyunki aap chor hai.”
“Main nahi hoon.”
“Maine kaha na aap hai “
“Maine kaha na main nahi hoon.”
She had just opened her mouth to retort back but before she could – she was swiftly pinned to the wall and locked between his arms.
“Ek chocolate ke liye kya kya kar rahe-“
“Shh!” His index finger went to her lips on its own accord as he didn’t let her continue her rant. “Main paani lene utha tha tab tumhari room se kuch aawaz suni. Yaha aaya to dekha tum neend mein bol rahi thi. Shayad koi bura sapna dekh rahi thi. This is the third time I have caught this sight, Ishqi.”
His revelation had her shoulders tensed. Her immediate response was averting her gaze from him.
“Kya nahi bata rahi ho, Ishqi? Kya chhupati firti ho iss hasi ke peeche?”
“Sab ko sab kuch nahi bataya jata, AVM. Waise bhi ek hi hafte ki baat hai. Sonu ki shaadi hote hi main yaha se chali jaaungi.”
“Sirf Sonu tumhari dost hai? Mujhe laga main bhi hoon!”
“Aap hai, AVM.”
“Tumhe lagta hai na main chor hoon?”
Her eyebrows raised to see him quitting the argument. So unlike him. She nodded anyway.
“Hoon to nahi lekin ban na chaahta hoon lekin ye chor tumhari chocolate nahi churana chaahta. Ise tumse churani hai… wo cheez/wo yaad/wo insaan jiski wajah se tumhare andar ye shor chalta rehta jise duniya sun nahi sakti aur tum sun na band nahi kar sakti. Can I steal it, Ishqi? Kya main chura sakta hoon? Can I?”
Can
I?
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This is a random piece of fiction. Absolute imagination. Kind of a random mini tale based on the picture on the characters named Ishqi and Aahan, fondly addressed as IshqAan from the show Ishk Par Zor Nahi that starred Param Singh and Akshita Mudgal as protagonists.Â
