“Tum sach nahi kehti… mujhe accha nahi lagta, Ishqi lekin koi problem nahi hai. Tumhari ankahi baatein sun na kab, kaise seekha pata nahi lekin seekh liya hai maine!”
“Accha to bataiye aaj meri kaunsi ankahi baat sun li hai aapne jo mujhe khud bhi nahi pata?”
He stared at her for a moment.
“Bataiye na, AVM!”
“Tumhe accha nahi laga na… Rhea ka Mayank ka ziqr karna…”
“Accha lagna chahiye tha, AVM?”
“Accha lage na lage… at least bura to nahi lagna chahiye.” He held her back when her upset eyes looked away and she tried to leave the room. “Ishqi!” His palm rubbed her arms before taking her into his protective embrace. “Ek saal ho gaya. Ab to khud ko blame karna band kardo. Sonu ke saath jo kiya Mayank ne kiya. Tumhari galti kya thi? Ki tum uski fiancee thi? That makes you his partner in the crimes he has committed?”
“Main uski sacchai pehle dekh paati to shayad Sonu ko kaafi pehle bacha paati!”
“Bacha to tumne liya hi na. Beeta hua kal Sonu bhi bhul chuki hai. Tum bhi bhul jao aur dusro ki galtiyo ka guilt lena band karo, Ishqi!”
She hummed before tilting her head to look at him. “Matlab aap ye kehna chahte hai ke kal agar mujhse kuch ho gaya to as a husband, aap meri galti se haath jhatak lenge?”
He chuckled, seeing where his smart wife was taking the conversation. “Maine aisa kab kaha? Kaha kya?”
“Kyun, aapka logic sirf mere aur Mayank ke rishte ke liye apply hota hai. Humara rishta kya Mars pe bana hai?”
“Mars pe nahi sacchai ke sukoon pe bana hai. Aur isiliye tumhari har jeet meri ho na ho lekin tumhari har haar… humari hogi… humesha.”
Tumhari
Har
Haar
Humari
Hogi!
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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 from the show Ishk Par Zor Nahi.Â
Lovely.