When liers are lovers part-1

“kabhi kabhi lagta hai, jiski painting itni Sundar hai wo khud jitni Sundar hogi.” Drishti said while looking the comments section below my recent post.

“drawing aur drawing k banane wale se kya taaluq hai. bewakoof hai wo Insaan, jisne bhi likha hai.” Maine kaha.

“but look at his posts, how cute he is, isn’t he?” Drishti asked me.
“so you are surfing his profile? I don’t want to see him, anyway. I’m not interested in the guys.” Maine Bina uske taraf mude kaha, aur main wahan se utth gyi.

“I had send a msg to him, hope you don’t mind.” Drishti said.

“tum Aisa kaise kar sakti ho? wo bhi mujhse puche bina. Maine apni profile sirf dekhne k liye Diya hai, ye sb karne k liye nhi.” Maine gusse mein kaha.

“chup raho,” usne kaha “dekho uska reply bhi aagaya.”

“itni jaldi??” Maine hairani se kaha.

“kya pata wo tumhare intezaar kar raha ho, kb tum usse msg karo.” usne kaha.

“kya chal raha hai yahan par? kya poori raat jag kar bitana hai?” Ishani, ye kehte hue humare pass aayi.

“dekh na yrr, kitna cute Banda hai. aur ye Bandi isse bhaav nhi de rhi hai.” Drishti ne mujhe Sunate hue Ishani se kaha.

“shi mein yarr, itna handsome hai, Aisa toh hoga nhi ki iski gf na ho. but phir bhi ek baar puch na. apni single friend Ko double kar dete hain.” ishani ne kaha.

Maine unn dono ki baaton ko ignore Kiya.

“koi fyda nhi hai. ye toh uski photo tk dekh nhi rhi hai. Main toh Abhi se iss par fida hoon.” drishti ne kaha.

“Drishti, mera phone wapas kar mujhe, abhi, issi waqt.” maine gambhir awaaz mein usse kaha. usne mujhe mera phone wapas Kiya. main apna insta hatane hi wali thi ki maine dekha ki chat box mein koi msg aaya hai. maine inbox check kiya hi ki tabhi ek anzaan number se mujhe call aane Laga.
“ye kya hai Drishti? tum kis se baat kar rhi thi?” maine Drishti k taraf dekhte hue pucha, hi ki usne meri baat kaat-te hue kahi, “lagta hai, usi ka call hai.”
“kiska?”
“arrey ussi ladke ka, jisne tere comment section mein comment kiya tha.” usne kaha.
“ab main kya karun? tune seriously use msg kiya? mera number bhi tune hi diya hoga?” Maine gusse mein kaha.
“HN, yrr. karna kya hai? baat karna hai. ye bhi mujhe batana padega? maine hi usse number diya, wo hum dono ne ek dusre k saath number exchange Kiya. bahut fast nikla ye toh. baat karne mein kya jaata hai.” usne kaha.
mera mood toh bilkul nhi tha, but aur koi option bhi nhi tha. aur maine call pick ki.
“Hello?”
“Hii.”
“Aap kon?” mujhe samjh nhi aa raha tha ki main kya kahun, but kyunki call uttha li thi toh kuch na kuch toh kehna padega. iss waqt main iss halat mein thi ki, mujhe aise insaan se baat karna pad raha hai, jiske baare mein mujhe 0% knowledge chorro, idea bhi nhi hai.
“itni jaldi bhul bhi Gaye? abhi toh baat kar rahe the. main Aarush hoon.”
“ohhhh, Aarush. HN yaad aaya. aapse baat karke accha Laga. umeed hai aage bhi baat hoti rahegi. apna dhyaan rakhna.” maine jaldi mein kaha.
“Miss Shatabdi express. abhi toh baat karni start ki hai. baat kar le meri maa. isse accha hota ki main hi baat kar leti.” Drishti ne phone ko mute karte hue kaha.
“kya baat Karun? mujhe baat karna nhi aata. you know very well, I’m not social person.” maine kaha.
“kuch bhi keh par keh. kam se kam 5 min baat kar.” usne kaha.
“thik hai. bss ek baar call khatm hone do, phir tu dekh, teri shamat aayegi aaj.” maine usse dhamkate hue kahi.

maine mic unmute kiya aur Aarush se baat karne lagi.
“aapko nhi lagta aapko ek baar hospital ho kar aana chahiye. you really need an appointment.”
“hahaha. your sense of humour is good.”
“Main mazak nhi kar rhi hoon. Aapke comments padhe maine, usse dekhne k baad se yhi lagta hai, aapki dimaagi halat thik nhi hai.” Maine kaha.
“Maaf Kariye, par Aisa aapko kyun lagta hai?”
“Means ye kon sa logic hai, agar painting acchi hai toh usse banana wala bhi accha hoga?”
“But ye sach hai. Kyun aapko nhi lagta?”
“Suno, jaisa tumhe lagta hai main waisi nhi hoon. Aur behtar hoga, tum mujhse flirt na hi karo. Kyunki koi fyda nhi hai.”
“Itna gussa karna acchi baat nhi hai” wahan se jawab aaya.
“Main gussa nhi kar rhi hoon.”
“Thik hai, toh itne pyaar se baat karna bhi thik nhi hai.”
Ye sun kar main sharma gyi, means main toh gussa hi kar rahi thi. Ohh Aisa nhi karna chahiye mujhe uske saath. Na jaane jitne khyaal iss waqt mere mann mein ghum rahe the. Aur tabhi,
“Aap mere liye ek painting banayengi?”
“Kyun? Main kisi ke liye painting nhi banati.”
“Mujhe aapki painting apne room mein rakhni hai. Kitna khoobsurat banati ho, ek Baar toh tumse mil kar hi rehna hai, batao kb milogi? Koi problem toh nhi hai, agar main aapse “tum” karke baat Karun toh?”
“I’ll charge for the painting.” Maine uske first line ko chorr kar baaki lines ko ignore karte hue kahi, mujhe Laga daam sun kar mana kar de mujhe,aur mera isse picha chhoot jaayega.
“I’ll pay.”
“Main bahut jyada lungi.”
“Kitna?”
“₹1,25,000. De Paoge?”
“HN, done. Bolo kb milne aaogi.”
“Kyun milna hai?”
“Arrey, check Dunga main. Online nhi de paunga. Majboori hai. Samjho Yaara.”
“Koi majboori nhi hai. Sb bahane hain tumhare.”
“Ok, kal ABC restaurant mein milenge. 10 bje subah. Bye.”
Usse pehle kuch keh paati usne phone cut kar diya.
“Kya kaha usne?” Drishti ne pucha.
Tabhi mere dimaag mein ek idea aaya Drishti ko dekhte hi.
“Batati hoon” maine kaha.

#agle din
ABC restaurant mein, ek ladka aata hai, jo kisko dhundhta hua dikhayi padta hai. Shyd wo mujhe hi dhundh Raha hai.
“Kya aap hi, Nishtha hai?”
“HN. Kal humari hi baat ho rhi thi.” Drishti ne bilkul waisa hi Kiya jaise maine usse kaha tha. Usne Kan mein earplug laga rakha tha jisse wo meri baat sunn pa rhi thi aur mujhe uski awaaz aa rhi thi. Main sabse alag corner mein, ek family k piche wale table par akele baithi thi. Maine ye uski nazaron se bachne k liye kiya tha.
“Maine jyada intezaar toh nhi karwaya na?” Usne pucha.
“Nhi. Hum bhi bss abhi aaye hain.” Drishti ne kaha.
“Hum? Kya aur bhi koi aaya hai?” Usne pucha
“Murkh, hum nhi sirf tu, behna” maine Drishti ko correct karte hue kaha.
“Nhi sirf main, Nishtha.”
“Ok. Waise mujhe shirt select karne mein time lag Gaya. Samjh nhi aa raha tha, kya pehnu. Mujhe aapka favourite colour abhi pata nahi hai na.”
“Main yahan check Lene aayi hoon. Mujhse flirt mat karo. Jaldi batao kya painting karni hai. Mere pass time nhi hai. Aisa usse kaho abhi k Abhi.” Maine kaha.
“Aane mein takleef toh nhi hui?” Drishti ne kaha.
“Aapki awaaz real life mein bahut alag se lagti hai aur phone mein alag.” Usne kaha.
“Real mein acchi lagti hai na? Wo phone mein thodi awaaz Badal jaati hai.”
“Nhi phone mein acchi lagti hai.”
Aarush ka ye reply sunn kr mujhe bahut hasi aayi,  balki usne meri awaaz ki taarif ki. Mujhe ab Drishti ka reply Sunna hai.
“Main yahan check Lene aayi hoon. Jaldi batao kya painting karni hai. Mere pass time nhi hai.” Drishti ne gambhir awaaz mein kaha.
“Nhi, behna, atleast kha k hi aana ab.” Maine Drishti ko kaha.

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