Shehnaaz picks up her dresses from her suitcase and gasps while the Shukla ladies laugh.
The dresses come out with proper drapes, not even one, but almost all the dresses and her accessories have drapes, which means Sidharth packed everything that comes in his hand. She glares at him, who is unbothered by her.
She didn’t keep quiet and yelled, making the other ladies laugh. “SIDHARTH!... TUNE HOTEL WALO KE DRAPERS KO BHI SAATH MAI PACK KAR DIYA. HAYEE RABBA!........” Before she could say anything more, Preeti di dug in her suitcase and emptied it, only to find some weird items such as an iron, bathrobes, tea, and sugar sachets with an electric kettle.
Seeing the items from his corner eyes, Sidharth palms his face and prepares himself for another round of lectures. “KUTTE!... TUNE HOTEL WALO KI IRON KO BHI NAHI CHODA?” He heard Shehnaaz yell and palms his face “AUR IS KETTLE KA KYA KARUGI MAI? KETTLE? SERIOUSLY, SIDHARTH!” He tried to cover up the damage to keep his self-respect, “MUJHE KYA PATA THA KI YEAH IRON HOTEL STAFF KI HAI… MUJHE LAGA TERI HAI TOH MAINE PACK KARLI.” He blabblered whatever came into his mind to save himself from scoldings from the four precious ladies of his life and continued with an attitude, “WAISE TUJHSE THANK YOU BOLNA CHAHIYE MUJHE… EK TOH TERA KAAM KARA AUR UPAR SE CHILLA RAHI HAI, MOTI.”
Shehnaaz makes a bad face and puts her hands around her waist to show her anger, but she doesn’t know how cute she looks at this time, according to him. She looks at Rita maa and complains, “LO SUN LO, MAA…THANK YOU BOLU MAI ISKO…. KISKE LIYE?” Rita Maa looks at her and hides her giggles seeing her cute anger while she continues showing tea sachets to Sidharth, “YEAH JO TEA PACKETS LAYA HAI ISKA KYA KARU?... CHAI BANAKE PIYU?”
“TOH AUR KYA KAR SAKTI HAI?... ACHA HAI NA MERE GHAR KI CHAI-PATTI BACHEGI.” He argued with his ever-so-cool attitude, making her annoyed to another level.
“KUTTA….” She curses and shoots daggers at her dear Kullu, who is whistling like a gentleman.
“SIDHARTH, JAB TUJHE PACKING KARNI THI TOH THODA SOCH SAMAJH KE TOH KARTA.” Rita Maa comes to support Shehnaaz and tries to give some brain to her son.
He looks at his mother, who is defending Shehnaaz with full rights and is about to scold him for packing, which he hates. He gives a glare to Sana and then puts his point of view, “MAA, MUJHE PACKING NAHI KARNI THI. ( Pointing at Shehnaaz ) WOH TOH ISNE MUJHE BLACKMAIL KARA ISILIYE MAINE ISKA KAAM KARA AUR AAB YEAH HI CHID-CHID KAR RAHI HAI.”
“WOH BECHARE HOTEL WALE KYA SOCH RAHE HONGE MERE BAARE MAI KI… MAI CHOR HO?” Shehnaaz ignores Sidharth’s comment and cries dramatically, thinking about the hotel staff. “MERI TOH SELF RESPECT HI NAHI RAHI.”
“ABEY GADHI!... TEA SACHETS CHURANE SE KOI CHOR NAHI HO JATA.” Sidharth groaned seeing her drama.
“MAI IS KETTLE OR IRON KI BAAT KAR RAHI HO…” She clears the reason for her cries and looks at Rita Maa with a crying pout, “MAA… DEKHIYE NA ISNE TOH MERI BEZAATI HI KARA DI HAI…. AAB MAI KAISE UNHE MUH DHIKAU GI?”
“TUJHE UNHE MUH DIKHANA HI KYU HAI? WOH KOUNSE TERE CHACHA-MAMA HAI…” Sidharth comes with his sarcastic comment and giggles at his remark. But she cries harder, and he knows she is doing drama. “DRAMA NA KAR AUR KAAM KAR… KAL WAPAS KAR AAYIYO UNHE YEAH.”
Shehnaaz stops her cries in a second and replies, angrily, “MAI NAHI JAUNGI, TU JAYEGA, KUTTE.”
“AUR WOH KYU, SANA JI…?” He asked mockingly.
“KYON KI CHORI TUNE KI HAI MAINE NAHI.”
“KARI KISKE KEHNE PAR HAI?”
“MAINE NAHI BOLA THA TUJHE YEAH KARNE KE LIYE…” She gasped, seeing him blaming her for his act.
“WAH!... EK TOH BLACKMAIL KARKE KAAM KARWAYA AUR AAB MERI HI GALTI NIKAL RAHI HAI.” He rumbled angrily.
Shehnaaz opens her mouth to come back with one solid answer to win the argument, but is startled by hearing a shout from Rita Maa. “CHUP KARO TUM DONO…” Hearing her, the room went dead silent, and Shehnaaz put a finger on her lips, cutely. Rita Maa continues, sternly, “ KYA BACHO KI TARAH LADH RAHE HO.”
“MAA, MAI NAHI YEAH MOTI…” Sidharth tries to show himself as a poor boy whose girlfriend is at fault. For a second, his eyes met Sana’s red ones, and he gulped scaredly seeing her anger, but he was again shushed by Rita maa, “CHUP! SIDHARTH…”
“ARE… MAA, LADNE DETE NA KITNA MAZA AARAHA THA. AISA LAG RAHA THA KI BIGG BOSS LIVE DEKH RAHI HOO.” Neetu di chimed seeing the argument, which was abruptly stopped by her mother.
“CHUP!” Rita maa scolded her and cupped Sana’s cheeks with motherly love and advised, “SANA, TUM ISE CHODO AUR APNA CUPBOARD SET KARLO. KAL SIDHARTH YEAH WAPIS KAR AAYEGA AUR UNSE MAFFI BHI MANG LEGA.”
“PAR MAA…” Sidharth tries to deny, but how does anyone deny their mother? One glare from Rita Maa and he is quiet like an innocent boy.
“AAB SONA NAHI HAI TUJHE?” Rita Maa asked Sidharth, seeing his sulking face.
“PAR YEAH GALAT HAI…” Sidharth again tries to deny his mother’s order, seeing how HIS MOTI is giving him a victory smirk, making him annoyed. But before he could say anything, Rita Maa glared at him, and he lay down on his bed, huffing.
Leaving the topic here, they all start helping Shehnaaz in arranging her cupboard, whereas Sidharth is admiring the bonding between his ladies. He felt blessed seeing them enjoying each other's company while HIS MOTI is making them laugh at her antics.
“SHEHNAAZ, TUMHARE PASS TOH KOI KAPDE HI NAHI HAI PAHANE KE LIYE.” Rita Maa mentioned that after noticing that she had no perfect clothes to wear at home, whereas Sidharth noticed that too.
“HAA… KYUKI MERE SAARE KAPDE TOH MOHALI MAI HAI NA…… KOI NA MAI SHOPPING PAR CHALI JAUNGI KAL……… AAP CHALO GAI?” A sad Shehnaaz asked. She is always a target of haters who criticize her clothes, as she doesn’t have a personal designer who can design clothes for her. But still, she tries her best to style herself as best as she can, only for her fans, and her true fans love her in every style, even in her nightwear.
“YEAH BHI KOI PUCHNE KI BAAT HAI. HUM SAB KAL TUMHE SHOPPING PAR LEKE JAYEGAI AUR KHOOB SAARI SHOPPING BHI KARAYE GAYE.” Rita Maa declared while caressing her fluffy cheeks and kissing her forehead with all motherly love. She continues to change her mood, “PAR TAB TAK TUM MERA SUIT PEHNLO COMFORTABLE RAHOGI.”
“HAYEE SACHI!... AAPKO PATA HAI, MAI PUNJAB MAI BHI APNI MUMMY KE SUIT PEHNTI THI BAHUT MAZA AATA THA.” Shehnaaz chirped excitedly, whereas Sidharth looked at his mom in shock because she had never treated any of his past girlfriends like this. Although he never brought any girl home for a live-in, except Shehnaaz. Well, his past girlfriends are not as homely as Shehnaaz is. She takes place in everyone's heart with her innocence and down-to-earth attitude.
“TOH YAHA APNI IS MAA KA SUIT PEHNLO, CHALO '' Rita maa replies lovingly because she has never met any girl who has no issues with wearing old clothes. In the glamor industry, clothes matter the most, and here this girl is ready to wear her used clothes too, happily. From this, one thing is clear in her mind that SANA IS DIFFERENT FROM ALL OF SIDHARTH EX’s AND IS THE RIGHT CHOICE FOR HER SON. She is happy that, finally, her son found a perfect match for himself.
Rita Maa took Shehnaaz inside her room and handed over a blue-colored suit that had golden patches. The suit is decent and pretty, and Shehnaaz is happy with her outfit. She wears that suit and puts the dupatta around her shoulder while opening her hair, creating a decent look. Her face is devoid of any makeup, but still, she glows like a star.
“KISI KI NAZAR NA LAGE MERI PUNJABAN NU. BAHUT KHOOBSURAT LAG RAHI HO SANA.” Rita Maa praised the little doll, who is looking prettier in the blue color. She put a dot of black kohl behind her ear to keep evil eyes away from her.
“HAYEE, SACHHI!?” Shehnaaz asked excitedly while giggling like a teenager. The ladies nod, making her glow more with happiness, “KASAM LAGE SACCHI-SACCHI BOLO.”
“SACHI MAI, DARLING. TU EK DUM PATAKHA LAG RAHI HAI.” Neetu di complimented her with a laugh, seeing her behaving like a kid. Preeti di too compliments in her broken Punjabi, “Tusīṁ bahut sundar lag rahē hō”.
Hearing her broken Punjabi, Shehnaaz giggles but also appreciates her for making an effort for her. She buzzed excitedly, “RUKO, MAI SIDHARTH KO DIKHA KE AATI HOO APNA SUIT.”
The three ladies nod in agreement while Sana runs like a bullet train to show her suit to her Kullu. She enters his room, which is now THEIR ROOM, and stands in front of him with a broad smile. “SIDHARTH, MAI KAISI LAG RAHI HOO?” She asks and twirls around, showing her outfit to him.
He looks at her and admires her beauty. Her milky white skin complements the blue color. If he has a chance, then he would show her how beautiful she is from outside and inside, but to maintain his not-a-lover-boy image, he replies, “EKDUM GADHI LAG RAHI HAI… AUR AISE UCHAL-UCHAL KE TOH MENDAK SE KAAM NAHI LAG RAHI HAI TU…”
“HUH!... TU MERI TARIFF KYU NAHI KARTA, SIDHARTH?” The color of her face vanished upon hearing him. She cried dramatically and slumped down while whining, making him laugh at her antics.
“TARIFF HI TOH KAR RAHA HOO, MOTI.” He defends himself, making her annoyed, hiding his smile.
“RAHANE DE… MUJHE TUJHSE BAAT HI NAHI KARNI HAI. MAI TUJHSE HURT HOO.” She stood up immediately and, without giving him a chance, walked out with an angry pout.
“SHEHNAAZ…. ARE SUN NA…” Sidharth yells, seeing her retreating, but his MOTI is a stubborn kid who doesn't turn back. “YEAH ISKI DICTIONARY MAI “HURT” WORD KISNE DALA? AGAR WOH INSAAN MIL GAYA NA TOH MAI USKA KHOON PEE JAUNGA.” A sulking Sidharth murmurs and looks in the direction his moti went. “HO GAYI AB YEAH GUSSA… AAB MANANA PADEGA GADHI KO.”
Neetu Di asks as soon as she sees Shehnaaz walking toward them with a dull face. “KYA HUA TUJHE? ITNA MUH KYU UTRA HUA HAI?”
“ABHI TOH TU KITNI KHUSH THI, AAB ACHANAK KYA HO GAYA HAI?” Preeti di asks, joining her sister.
“SIDHARTH NE MUJHE PHIRSE HURT KARA HAI,” Shehnaaz replies with an upset face while sitting down beside Rita Maa, who took her in her arms. In another second, her dull face turned into an angry one while she took a pledge to never talk with him, “AAB MAI USSE BILKUL BAAT NAHI KARUGI, MUJHE KASAM LAGE, MAA.”
Rita Maa nods, hiding the giggles as she is aware of how Sana broke her KASAMS when it comes to Sidharth. She can never stay angry with him, nor will she stay without talking to him for more than an hour, if he didn’t hurt her beyond the limits. And Sidharth knows the trick to pacify her in a second. Just take her in his arms, and soon she will melt in his arms like ice. This is the quality that everyone loves about her: she won’t hold grudges against anyone. She believes in moving on after forgiving everyone.
But sometimes, this is the quality Sidharth hates the most when she forgets what the other person did to harm her self-respect. That’s why they were termed as DO JISM EK JAAN because one believes in forgiveness while the other won’t forgive if he/she does any bad to him or his family. They were like a puzzle that fit perfectly.
“SIDNAAZ KA PHIR SE JHAGDA HO GAYA HAI!........ SIDNAAZ KA JHAGDA” Aman and Ashish Jiju chirped in chorus, earning a glare from the ladies.
Shehnaaz pouts cutely and looks at Rita Maa and complains, “MAA, YEAH LOG MUJHE TEASE KAR RAHE HAI.”
“KOI MERI BACHI KO TEASE NAHI KAREGA.” Rita Maa threatens everyone, mischievously.
“WAISE SANA, YEAH SUIT TUM PAR BAHUT ACHA LAG RAHA HAI.” Aman Jiju compliments her with a warm smile, earning giggles from her.
“HAI NA….” She giggles and hands her phone to Ashish Jiju, “AAP MERI EK PHOTO CLICK KAR DO, MUJHE YEAH SNAPCHAT PAR POST KARNI HAI…”
Ashish Ji laughs and clicks some beautiful pictures of her while she poses decently. Her dupatta spread around her shoulders, and she is radiating in a simple salwar suit. She posted a pic on her Snapchat ID, simply not knowing what this one picture would bring.
Suddenly, they heard Sidharth’s voice, which was calling for Shehnaaz.
“SANA…”
“ABEY MOTI, SUN NA… ITNA KYU BHAV KHA RAHI HAI…”
Everyone looks at Shehnaaz, who pouts cutely. “DEKHA MAA, BULA BHI RAHA HAI AUR MOTI BHI BOL RAHA HAI…” She complains.
“MOTI, TU SUN BHI RAHI HAI?... IDHAR AA… MUJHE KAAM HAI.”
The ladies again have a heart attack after witnessing the impatient Sidharth for the first time, whereas Shehnaaz smiles. Somewhere, she is happy that her Kullu is calling her. It's been only 20 minutes since she left him alone in the room, and now he is calling her impatiently. How cute! She is gushing over her cute and angry Sidharth Shukla, but she also remembers her KASAM, which makes her cry. Just a moment ago, she took an oath not to talk to him, but right now she wants to run into his arms and kiss his heart like she always does. Everyone looks at her with a teasing smile, knowing what is running in her little brain.
Rita Maa raises an eyebrow and waits for a question that she knows already. And as expected, Sana looks at her with an adorable pout and says, “KASAM TOD DU?”
Rita Maa shrugged her shoulders, hiding her chuckles. She is well aware of their equation in the Bigg Boss, that’s why she didn’t want to interfere between them. Whereas Shehnaaz continues without waiting for her answer, “BAAT NA KARNE KI KASAM KHAI THI PAR… MAI USKI BAAT TOH SUN HI SAKTI HOON NA?”
“HAA… HAA… KYU NAHI! WOH TUMHARA HAI AUR TUM USKI… TOH BAAT TOH SUNNI HI CHAHIYE.” Aman Jiju says in his chirpy tone, and everyone again hears Sidharth's shout.
“SHEHNAAZ, TU AARAHI HAI YA NAHI?” Sidharth shouts again.
“JAO… JAO… WARNA BECHARA PAGAL HO JAYEGA.” Ashish Jiju teases the innocent Shehnaaz.
“TODD HI DETI HOO… KYUKI MAI USSE BAAT KIYE BINA NAHI RAHE SAKTI NA...” Finally, Shehnaaz stood up and said determinedly. Everyone hoots for her. Hearing the chaos, her cheeks turn red, making her shy. She gathers herself and runs into THEIR ROOM to be in her Kullu’s arms.
The audience in the living room nods their heads in disbelief, seeing the two people who are madly in love with each other but are not ready to name it except FRIENDSHIP.
“KYA HAI? ITNA KYU CHEEKH RAHA THA?” Shehnaaz asked as soon as she saw Sidharth sitting on the couch with his legs placed on the table in front of him.
“AB KYU AAI HAI… JAA……… BHAV KHA…” He groans and ignores her royally as if he didn’t even call her, like an impatient soul.
“SIDHARTHHHHHHH….” As usual, she stretches his name in her cute tone to gain his attention while she settles beside him on the couch.
“MAINE AARTI KO PHONE KAR DIYA HAI WOH BATA DEGI…” Sidharth said to make her jealous, not knowing the result of his joke, which would put him in danger. And the next second, he yells on top of his tone when she pulls his hair angrily for taking Aarti’s name.
“AH… MOTI… CHODH!...” He tries to come out of her hold, but her grip is much stronger than anything. He forgets that she becomes a lady DABANG when she gets jealous or angry. Like an innocent boy, he shouts for mercy, “PAGAL!.... GADHI… LEAVE ME…”
Shehnaaz leaves his hair, giving him relief, but after another second, she beats him with a pillow. “NAHI TU LE US FUNGUS KA NAAM….” A giggle left his mouth, hearing the word “FUNGUS” while she continued her work of beating him with pillows. She continues, angrily, “AUR LE USKA NAAM.”
Sidharth grips her hand and pulls her onto his lap, making her struggle to come out. She yells, “CHODH MUJHE SIDHARTH!...”
To be continued…