Ride

Paras is riding Shehnaaz’s scooter with her sitting behind him, who caged his waist in her tight grip. Her chin is settled on his left shoulder while she is almost hugging him from behind. 

Sidharth is following them in an auto and crying over his fate for denying Shehnaaz’s offer. He curled his fingers into a fist when Paras applied the brake unnecessarily to bring her closer. And on top of that, Shehnaaz’s laughter echoed on the empty street, making him sulk. 

Sidharth:- ( possessively ) Why is she laughing at his jokes? She has no right to laugh at any other man except me! 

The auto driver:- ( looking at Shehnaaz and Paras ) Such a cute couple!...... ( asks Sidharth ) Nahi sir?........... Aapke friends hai? ( such a cute couple!........ No sir?.......... Are they your friends? )

Sidharth:- ( while flaring his nose ) THEY ARE BROTHER AND SISTER!..... NOW, FOCUS ON DRIVING. Huh!!! ( looking at the Paras ) Bandar ke haath mein angoor………. ( cribbed ) Mumma!...

He cursed himself multiple times, but the next scene makes his eyes come out when Shehnaaz tilts Paras’ head backward and kisses him on his lips. Seeing the bold scene, he cringed his face in disgust and yelled. 

Sidharth:- NO……………… IT’S YUCK!!!! Shehnaaz!............. 

The next second, he shouts in pain because Shehnaaz pinched him hard on his abs, bringing him back from his dreamland. 

Sidharth:- ( rubbing his stomach where Shehnaaz pinched a second ago ) Mumma………

Shehnaaz:- Oh…. The shy boy turned into Mumma’s boy. Why are you daydreaming? 

Sidharth:- ( confusingly ) Am I dreaming? 

He looks at his surroundings to find himself in the parking lot. He relaxed his raging heart, seeing Shehnaaz in front of himself and, above all, not kissing that PRINTING PRESS. But Shehnaaz’s next question gives him a heart attack. 

Shehnaaz:- Yes!... My shy boy. Now, say what you were dreaming about? 

Sidharth:- ( with wide eyes ) No…

Shehnaaz:- ( in a bossy tone ) Are you going to tell me, or I will show you my karate skills? 

Sidharth’s eyes come out of their sockets seeing her karate moves. And trust me, Shehnaaz is the girl who can do anything. He gulped hard, still refusing to say anything but how he could win against Shehnaaz. 

Sidharth:- ( scaredly ) bolta hoo… bolta hoo… ( I am saying… saying… ) but first promise me that you won’t kick me after listening to my dream. 

Shehnaaz:- ( rolling her eyes at his stupid promise ) fine!.... I will not break your balls. Ok? 

Sidharth’s cheeks turned red hearing her bold reply, but alas, he composed himself and took a deep breath before saying. 

Sidharth:- I saw you taking interest in that PRINTING PRESS and…….. and……. Kissing………….  him on the lips. 

Saying this, he closes his eyes, waiting for her reaction, which comes a second later with a loud shout and a punch. He winces in pain after receiving the famous Shehnaaz’s punch. 

Shehnaaz:- ( angrily ) WHAT THE HELL!!!........ Among all the handsome boys, you find Paras for my first kiss. I mean, seriously?........... No Shahrukh, no Salman………. No Kartik Aryan….. But you find that EXPIRY PRINTING PRESS. 

Sidharth just looks down like an obedient student and takes all the scolding like an ideal husband. Whereas Shehnaaz is not able to digest the fact that he dreamt of her first kiss with Paras. 

Their husband-wife fight comes to an end when Paras enters the frame with a big grin because Shehnaaz herself asks to drop him. 

Paras:- ( with a smirk ) Hey, Shehnaaz. Sorry for the delay, you must be waiting for me…. No? I am extremely sorry for making a beautiful woman wait. 

Shehnaaz:- ( with a lip-tight smile ) Sorry to burst your bubbles, Paras. I wasn’t waiting for you. You are not some sale item that I will wait for you to come. 

Sidharth chuckles seeing her comparing Paras with the sale, while Paras’ face was worth watching. 

Shehnaaz:- ( to paras ) come….. Let’s go. I am getting late. Bye Sidharth…. 

Sidharth:- ( sadly ) Hmmm……………………….

Paras agrees and looks at Shehnaaz’s scooter only to cringe his face in disgust. 

Paras:- We are going back on this, Shehnaaz? 

Shehnaaz:- Yes!.... Why,............. Is there any problem with it? 

Paras:- Don’t you think that it's a bit old? I mean, it's too old-fashioned. What will people say if they see me on it? Truly speaking, they will laugh at me. Sell it and get another two-wheeler in its place. 

Shehnaaz’s temper was raised because she is very possessive of her scooter, and she didn’t like it when someone insulted her scooter. Her scooter is very close to her heart. 

Shehnaaz:- Thank you for the advice, Paras. I would like to give you some advice too, should I? 

Sidharth smiles brightly and crosses his hands around his chest, waiting for a savage reply from her. In a true sense, he is waiting to see the Paras’ insult. 

Shehnaaz:- You should donate your eyes because they are of no use. And it would be better if you donate your tongue and lips too, because you don’t know how to use them except for kissing random girls. 

Don’t know why, but Sidharth felt so good hearing Paras’ insult from her mouth, and above that, Paras’ expression is no less than some comedy scene. He wants to laugh out loud, but he maintains his composure, not wanting to enrage the tigress. But still, he wants to capture Paras’ expressions; that’s why he is looking at him without blinking. 

Paras:- ( angrily ) You are ridiculous, Shehnaaz. Such a useless creature…….. 

Shehnaaz:- ya… ya… same like your di*k, no? 

And this is the limit of Sidharth’s control. He laughs out loud, seeing Paras’ wide-open mouth, who is trying to digest his insult. If the situation were to favor him, then he would dance, seeing HIS FIERCE LADY’S FIERCE AVATAR. 

Paras almost ran away like a coward, taking his fake arrogance. While here, Sidharth gathers himself as he wants to take advantage of the situation. 

Sidharth:- ( nervously ) One second….. Shehnaaz…… I forgot that today is a car strike. So I need a lift. Drop me home, please…… 

As soon as those words come out, a taxi driver stops in front of them and asks. 

Taxi driver:- Sir, taxi? 

Shehnaaz smirks while Sidharth palms his face. 

Shehnaaz:- Kaka, is there a car strike today? 

Taxi driver:- Nahi bitiya…… ( no….. ) 

Shehnaaz:- ( while raising her eyebrow ) So, Sidharth, you can take this taxi. 

Sidharth gulps as he is stuck in the most hilarious situation. He wanted to go with Shehnaaz, but didn’t even want to say that. 

Sidharth:- wo…. Woh!...... I …….. 

Shehnaaz understood his unsaid words and smiled for unknown reasons. The feeling that she is feeling seeing his desperation to spend some time with her is something new for her. She never felt all this before. 

Shehnaaz:- ( to the taxi driver ) Kaka, hume taxi nahi chahiye. Aap ja sakte hai. ( Sir, we don’t need a taxi. You may go. ) 

Saying this, she starts her scooter while Sidharth sits behind her with a shy smile and holds her waist with shaking hands. He felt an electric jolt when his fingers touched her body, although there was a barrier of clothes. 

Shehnaaz:- Sidharth, are you touching any girl for the first time? 

Sidharth:- ( unknowingly ) No….. but this is our first physical touch, that’s why I am nervous………… 

Saying this, he stops in mid and realizes what shit he just said. The next second, his ears turned red because of shyness. Whereas Shehnaaz giggles cutely. 

Shehnaaz:- You are so cute, Sidharth. And different too……. 

Sidharth’s whole body turned red after hearing her. But soon he composed himself and diverted her attention. 

Sidharth:- Shehnaaz, it’s a 19’s model, right? ( refers to her scooter ) 

Shehnaaz:- ( surprisingly ) How do you know, Sidharth? 

Sidharth:- I know a lot about two-wheelers. You can say I am a part-time mechanic. 

Shehnaaz:- Oh……. 

Sidharth:- ( after a pause ) Is this scooter so precious to you? 

Shehnaaz:- ( with a big smile ) Yes….. How do you get to know that? 

Sidharth:- Your eyes shine when you ride it, and a girl who has a car but still chose to ride this old scooter is rare, right? 

Shehnaaz:- Good observation, shy boy……………. By the way, it’s my dad’s scooter. My brother taught me to ride this scooter. He said that whenever you miss Dad, ride his scooter, and you will feel him near you when the fresh air touches your face. 

Sidharth:- You had a brother? 

Shehnaaz:- Yes…. In fact, he is married and has a cute little daughter, too. And let me tell you, she is a pataka……

Sidharth:- You mean to say, your second version? LITTLE PATAKA!.... 

He palmed his lips immediately and bit his tongue, which slipped again. 

To be continued…