THE JALEBI MISSILE
Bewildered Vishal broke the
silence first.
“Anjali, I will go and freshen
up.” Saying he moved towards the staircase where Arnav was.
“Abbe Saale ,
Come with me” He muttered and went up to his room.
Arnav followed him with naughty
smile. Khushi understood that something is cooking between these two.
In Vishal-Anjali room.
As soon as Arnav entered Vishal
caught his collar.
“Saale Kameene, did you have
remember that now?” Vishal asked with anger.
“Arey Jeejaji, chill you will have
to remember more.” Arnav said with hidden smile.
“Hain? Why?” Vishal asked.
“Well do you remember the girl?”
Arnav asked.
“Which girl?”
“the one who wrote this and
dedicated to you” Arnav said mockingly.
“How can I forget? She made my life
miserable that one year.” Vishal shook his head in disbelief.
“Well what will you do if she
comes in front of you now?” Arnav asked biting his laughter as Vishal’s face
was like a child caught by mother while eating ice cream secretly.
“Abbe Kameeney. Come to the point.
Jalebi ki tarah gol gol kyun guma raha hai(why are you stretching? Come to
the point)” Vishal chided.
Arnav remembered a Jalebi incident
and laughed like Mad.
Vishal loves Jalebi’s.
Once There came a Jalebi stall
near the school. Khushi who used to love them, gets a packet during lunch time
and munches it in class time. Once Vishal saw it and asked her to give some to
her in exchange of anything. But Khushi dint. So he complained to her class
advisor about Khushi munching Jalebis silently during class hours.
Her sir caught her red handed and
made her kneel down in prayer hall. Khushi swore to seek revenge on Vishal.
So next day she bought a packet of
jalebi and added some salt and pepper in it. She wrapped it in a wrapper and
left it in Vishal’s place with a note
“For someone who is life the thing
inside”
Vishal desperately opened the
packet and seeing Jalebi’s he felt heaven and stuffed on jalebi in his mouth.
First he dint feel anything but as
he started chewing it he felt it salty and pepper taste started burning his
tongue.
The next minute he ran to restroom
and threw out whatever he ate in morning and for lunch. He washed his face and
then only noticed that he is in danger. In rush, he entered girl’s restroom.
The girls there shouted and
screamed. One heavy girl slapped him and all other girls joined and beat the
hell out of him. Vishal Ran from the restroom to save his dear life and hid
himself under Arnav’s bench. He then narrated everything to Arnav and he
started laughing to Vishal’s irritation.
“Kameene. Why are you laughing
like a mad?” he asked irritated.
“Woh.. Jalebi.. HAHAHAHA” Arnav
fell on the couch catching his tummy.
“Hoi. Will you say it clearly?” He
said mocking.
“Jeejaji. That jalebi incident.
Where you got girls chasing you from the restroom..” before he could complete
his sentence, Arnav started laughing again.
“Tujhe yeh abi yaad ana tha kya(should
you remember that now)?” He asked hanging his head down.
“Now will you tell me, why you
brought the girl’s topic?” He asked curiously.
“Jeeju, first answer my question.”
Arnav said folding his arms behind.
“What will I do? Hmmm.. Will make
her my second wife is she is unmarried”
“VISHAL, remember that you married
my sister” Arnav yelled.
“Saale ,
you dont need to remind me. She is my love ok. If you keep on irritating with
such questions, what else shall I say” He said angrily.
Khushi, Barged in that time.
“Arnavji, Jeejaji, you both are
still talking? Arnavji, let him get fresh. Come.” Saying she dragged him out
leaving confused Vishal behind.
Khushi took Arnav to their room
“Laad governor. Why did you sing
that song now?” She asked curiously.
“Well I remembered that mischief
you did on my friend. So just sang. Any problem?” He asked smirking.
“Is it? Really? Laad governor
always has a reason for his actions. But this doesn’t sound like convincing.”
She raised her brow.
“arey my Chamkili, when your
handsome is near you how come you are behind reason for some non sense thing.
Now find the reason behind this action of mine.” Saying he moved close to her.
She moved backwards as usual. Soon she was caged between the wall and his
hands.
“Arnav, leave me. I have to set
the table for breakfast. All must be hungry” she tried to free herself.
“Ahan, I am also Hungry.” Arnav
said with naughty smirk.
“Then chalo, I ll get breakfast”
She tried moving. But Arnav leaned more on her.
“I am talking about some other
hunger.” He said huskily.
“Huh?” Khushi frowned.
Arnav smiled and brought his head
near hers. Before she could react. He closed her lips with his. Khushi, she
dint expect it. So she stood like a statue. Arnav kept nibbling her lower lips.
Then he slowly moved to upper lips. And liked her lips demanding entry. As
Khushi dint react, he bit her lower lips making her gasp. As she opened her
mouth, he took advantage and plunged his tongue into her mouth. Soon Khushi
started responding. She circled her hands around his neck bringing him closer.
Soon both were dominating the kiss. They broke apart for air. Arnav wiped his
lips smiling.
“Wow” he exclaimed and Khushi
turned Red in shy on his comment.
“Toh Chamkili, now you got to know
my hunger na? So you will have to feed me whenever I am Hungry” Arnav said and
chuckled as Khushi hid her red face in his chest. All gathered for breakfast.
Arnav sat between Khushi and
Vishal. Vishal nudged Arnav and signaled about the girl.
Arnav went close to his ears and
whispered.
“What will you do if you find
that, the girl who tortured you turned out to be your sister now?” Arnav asked
and moved to his position biting his laughter.
Vishal choked out the food he was
chewing. All looked at him. He stared at Khushi with scared face. Arnav bent
his head trying to control his laughter and others were just scratching their
head in confusion again.
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