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Bunty's POV

"Nahi mil rahi matlab kya? How can you guys loose it? You know how special it is for me!" Sonakshi maidam .... I mean Bhabhi had landed up at her own home and was summoning everyone in her family, including me, for loosing her favorite diary.

Technically no one had lost it. I had stolen it and if she gets to know about it.... I'll be doomed.

No one spoke a word.

"Babli ... You are going to help me find the diary.... Baki sab to useless hai!" She ordered and all I could manage to say was Ago bai!!

We went to her room and began searching for the diary. I felt like I was nearing my death with her every move to search for the diary. While she was engrossed in searching for her prized possession, I send a text to Dev.

Dev kaha phasa diya mujhe!! Sona Bhabhi apni diary maang rahi hai.

Deva Deva Babli Bai kitna hala karti hai re tu!! Sambhal lena kuch der tak ...

Waah Beta! Raita phailaye tu aur sametu main?

Kya chahti hai re tu?

Diary lekar yaha aa tab tak mai teri baukhlai sherni ko sambhalti hai!!

As I send the last message I noticed that I had replied to him in Babli's avatar. I looked up from the mobile's screen and saw my maidam Sonakshi staring me with angry eyes.

"Why do we pay you Babli? To keep chatting during your work hours? Bahut nakhre badh rahe hain tumhare! I'll get you fired." She scolded me.

Nikal de. Get me fired. Who wants to work in this uncomfortable saree and speak in this funny accent. If Dev would have not been my best friend I would have thrown my gajra at the Bose's face. Specially that Baba Bose who keeps ordering me!

"Babli! Focus we have to find my diary."

"Maidam!! Mei dhundhti hai na ... Aap garam kahe ko ho rahi hai"

God!!!! Send Dev fast! I need to get out of this mess.
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Dev's POV

I glanced a last look at Sona's diary. I didn't want to give it up but then I didn't want Bunty to get in any legal issue if he was caught.

Is stealing a diary a crime?

I called him.

"Bunty mai bahar khada hu aaja"

I was still sitting in my car, parked near her house. I wonder which window would lead to her room? What would she be doing now? I've taken undue advantage of Bunty's friendship... He is a mechanical engineer and see what I am making him do!!

I adjusted the rare view of my car to have a look at my own handsome face which looked super dashing with these dark shades on! Ab Sona tareef nahi karti to mai khud hi kar leta hu😎. Just then I saw a lady draped in a Maharashtrian Sari knock on my window. I looked for something to eat and then for change money... Well her bad luck I had none!! I slided the window of my car down and said
"Chutte nahi hai Aunty aage kisi se le lo"

The lady forcefully opened the door of my car and pulled me out forcefully by my collar.

"Ehsaan faramosh!!!! Ye sila dia tune mere pyar meri dosti ka!!! Door hat aur diary de!" She shouted and I realised that she was actually he and this she bana he shock gripped me for a while till the tubelight in my head blinked and illuminated my andhiara man

"Oh!! Babli Bai" I said just to tease her ... I mean him... I took out the diary from the back seat and was about to hand over the diary to him-cum-her but is life so easy?

Two stray dogs fighting for god knows what came running and circled around Bunty. One of them escaped from the other by running from in between Bunty's legs and his saree threatened to spill due to the sudden jolt. He lost balance and fell over me. That moment was my realisation point. In that moment with Bunty pressed over my torso I realised that I had been fooling myself all these days.

Bunty was so close to me that I... I realised that my dear friend Bunty ... DOESN'T BELIEVE IN THE CONCEPT OF BRUSHING AND BATHING REGULARLY!! Yuck!!! He smelled gross.

"Bunty!! Tu nahata nahi hai kya?"

"Are Dev ... Wo ... Meri chaul me roz paani nahi aata na Saheb to garib Babli naha nahi paati!!"

"Kya?"

"Just to get in the character I don't bath bro"

"Baba re!! Bunty you'll get the next oscars"

"I Love You Bhai"

"Ye-kya-ho-raha-hai??" In between the two male voices that were falling in my ears I heard a female voice. It wasn't Babli's!! It sounded familiar.
I lifted my head slightly and there I saw Sonakshi staring at me ... No she was staring at us ... Her eyes popped out as she saw me and Bunty ... In a ... Aa... Ummm... Compromising situation on the road.

We quickly got up and tried saving our remnant dignity. My shirt had a mark of Bunty's lipstick. I was holding Sonakshi's diary and her eyes were looking at me with disgust.

My mind changed from Dard-e-Dixit to a sadder version. The atmosphere around me turned black and white and life had freezed as my mind sang:

Laga chunari me daag
Chupau kaise?
Laga chunari me daag...
Chunari me daag chupao kaise
Ghar jaau kaise?
Laga chunari me daag

My gaze travelled from Bunty (who was covering his chest with both his hands trying to act all paranoid) to Sonakshi who looked hurt and shocked at the same time!

"E.X.P.L.A.I.N." She gritted her teeth.

"Maidam..." Babli tried speaking

"EI CHUP KORO! GET LOST ... BOTH OF YOU... I've seen and heard everything. " She shouted her lungs out.

My eyes followed her as she crossed the length of the road and entered her house. .... Arey!! I saw her through one of the windows. I know where her room is now.😁

"Dev now what?" Bunty broke my trance.

Dil me mere hai Dard-e-Dixit
Dard-e-Dixit Dard-e-Dixit
Dil me mere hai Dard-e-Dixit
Dard-e-Dixit Dard-e-Dixit!!!
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I knew it was her time to visit Marine Drive. I have messed up quite badly this time and I've got no clue how I'll swim out of it. She must be thinking what kind of a cheapda I am!! Will she relate me to some of the 3rd class villain seen in those strange horror films she watch??

I was sitting in my car waiting for her. Till the time she turned up I typed 'Garam tawe pe naachti chudail' and

Hell!No!

These are real movies I thought she mentions them to add a little humour !!

I lifted my head up and I saw my car singer coming out of her grand i10.
I could not control any further I hopped out of my car and ran behind her. She was already heading towards her favorite spot.

"Sonakshi!!" I called her and she turned around instantly. She gawked at me for a while and then took advantage of the crowd and trees to hide away. I had left my helmet in the car and so naturally when my fans out there saw me they went gaga and started screaming and shrieking my name in various tones. They gathered around me demanding selfies,autographs and what not!! I lost track of Sonakshi and I thought to do something before time slips out of my hands.

"So girls I am here to host a ... Aaa... Haa ... A treasure hunt! We have hidden my used,autographed personal stuff like my gym T-shirts, my favorite cap and my first ever guitar. The ones who fetch them get my stuff and other goodies ... Now hurry up!!" As I finished the most convincing lie I had ever said in my life my fans ran away looking for the tressures.

Well this reminds me of the song:
laakhon hai nigaah me zindagi ki raah me
Sanam haseen jawan
Hothon me gulaab hai
Aankho me sharab hai
Lekin wo baat kaha?

Jo Miss Bose Kharghosh me hai

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Sona's POV

I was still hiding behind a tree when I saw his female fans gather around him. Crazy girls!! And am I different from them? Not at all. I can't believe that I had been attracted to that man who had such a relationship with his maid!!! Cheee...

Star fantasizing is normal but I guess what I had began to feel about him of lately wasn't just fascination about a star. I am disgusted over my thoughts!!!

I quitely tip toed away from all the madness surrounding Mr. Dixit. I sat down on my place looking blankly at the sea. The sea and music was all I needed to stop wondering about Nachiket. I picked up my guitar and tried playing it but the scene that I had seen in the morning came flashing in front of my eyes again and again. I felt so pathetic about myself for holding such a pervert in such a high esteem... I hate myself for always falling for the wrong man...

Ouchh!!

I didn't realise when my hands had started working upon the guitar and how I had managed to cut my index finger with the sharp string. It pains but not more than what it is paining inside.

But

Why am I so hurt? There are men with their surging testosterone levels looking at every women as their prey then why is this particular incident hurting me so much?

Suddenly something happened. I couldn't understand what it was. I was hanging in mid air ....

To be continued
On 7th September ....
The story is now on that part where I am going to justify the title.
New character to be introduced.
Some more rang of pyaar to be unfolded....

Ishu: Ye to hona hi tha

Riti: Kya?

Ishu: Aisi aisi horror films dekhti thi na Sona wo kya tha ... Howrah Bridge par latkti laash... Garam tawe pe naachti chudail ... Nacchti chudail ki bhaagti mausi

Riti: To?

Ishu: To uspe ussi ka saya hai... Tabhi to aise beech hawa me latki hui hai!!!

Dev: Maa kya kuch bhi bolti rehti ho kya pata Sonakshi ka ho ye koi raaz pichle janam ka

Riti: Uhhh Dev Tumio!!!!! Tumi ekdom...

Dev: Ekdom smart,intelligent,handsome (Didn't want to use I Live You's copyright wala dialogue though...)

Sona: She meant that u r ekdom impossible