Friday, 8 March 2019

part 31 : Tumhare hum


Two days later, I wake up to Muskaan jumping on my bed. I groan and pull the covers over my head. Muskaan yanks the covers and says, "Riddhima come on, get up!" I protest and start muttering incoherent phrases under my breath. Muskaan rolls her eyes and says, "Riddhima you've been sleeping forever! Auntie got so annoyed with you and your laziness that she called me over, so now come on you have to get ready for tonight!" I sit up unwillingly and look up at my ceiling screaming, "Why can't you give me a break?" Muskaan laughs at my overdramatic behavior and drags me out of my bed. She shoves me into the bathroom with a bathrobe, then says while leaving, "Hurry up in there!" I slip into the bathtub and decide to take a nice long relaxing bath instead of the quick shower like she suggested. Twenty minutes later, there is an incessant pounding on the door. I finish up in the bathroom and open the door to see a very aggravated Muskaan in front of me. Before she can

complain I remind her, "I'm marrying my mortal enemy. So, unless you would like to see his blood splattered all over the floor, I suggest you don't say a word missy!" She sighs and nods her head understandingly. I mumble loudly, "Gosh, such a push over!" I glance at Muskaan to see her ready to pounce at me so ,I start darting around my room yelling, "I WAS ONLY JOKING!"

After we settle down, we start talking about everything except stuff related to my marriage or Armaan. Well that worked for half an hour and then I needed to vent out my anger and frustration about Armaan, so I started complaining about basically my life in general! A couple hours later, we start getting dressed. I wear a black and blue lengha with lots of white golden embroidery. The neckline of the blouse is a halter. I stand in front of the mirror, not wanting to pretty myself up for that jerk. Muskaan comes from behind wearing a pink and black sari. Both of our hair is done in loose curls at the ends. Muskaan starts doing my makeup since I blatantly refuse to do it myself. Finally, we make our way downstairs. We meet my parents and make our way to the Mallik House for the sangeet.

We walk in to see light and flower dcor around the room. It has drapes and ribbons placed around. There are two chairs at the stage and looking at them my awed expression changes to a frown. I decide to sit in the chair, while Muskaan stands next to me. As the guests start to fill the Mallik Mansion, I find it odd that Armaan is not here yet. It's not like I care though, I'm just saying. Moments later, I hear the music playing Mast Kalandar from Heyy Babyy.

Armaan comes down the stairs with a smirk playing
upon his lips, making his presence clearly known to
all of mankind.
Dil da mamla hai dilbar
Hun na zor hai is dil par
Khalbali hai dil ke andar
Ho mast ae, mast kalandar
One, two, three, four
Dil da mamla hai dilbar
Hun na zor hai is dil par
Khalbali hai dil ke andar
Ho mast ae, mast kalandar
He starts singing as he approaches me.
He is wearing a black suit with a silky blue shirt,
the same shade of blue as me. I groan seeing him smirk at me,
thinking that I'm checking him out.
I look away, but he continues to come near me.
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
He pulls me up from my chair, and pulls me to the middle of
the room. To me, he is looking insane. He dances circles around
me, shaking his shoulder up and down with both hands
in the air and index fingers pointed upward. Rahul and Arjun join in,
along with the rest of his guy friends.
Dil da mamla hai dilbar
Hun na zor hai is dil par
Khalbali hai dil ke andar
Ho mast ae, mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
He looks really goofy dancing to this song and
it is actually quite amusing to watch him flap his hands
and legs like a chicken. My amusement lasts about five seconds
and he pulls in all directions. I nearly fall to the ground
because of him too.
Meri nazar jo…
Tujhpe padee to…
Ban baitha,tera saedaayi
Betaabiyon ko…
Raahat mili to…
Door hui,meri tanhai
Tere noor da
Tere noor da
Hai asar tere hi surroor da
Mere haal se
Mere dard se
Tu hai bekhabar
He starts pointing at me as he sings and walks closer
towards me. He drops to his knees in front of me with his arms
wide open. I am pretty embarrassed as I looked around at
all the people around gathered around the two of us.
Dil da mamla hai dilbar
Hun na zor hai is dil par
Khalbali hai dil ke andar
Ho mast ae, mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Mast ae, mast ae, mast ae, mast ae mast kalandar
Kalandar, kalandar, kalandar…
Mast kalandar
Kalandar, kalandar, kalandar…
Mast kalandar
I turn to get away but he pulls my hand so I end up sitting on his knee.
I am completely flabbergasted! Then he stands up, making me fall on
my butt with a loud thud. He starts dancing around me with
his index fingers in the air again. I stick my foot out, making him trip.
I start laughing as I see him fumble and eventually fall
clumsily to the ground. I walk over to him to give
him a hand and as he reaches for it, I walk away.
Teri adaa mein
Jadoo hai jadoo
Karta hai, mujhko deewana
Meri tammanaa
Kehti hai mujhko
Sirf mujhe, hai tujhe paana
Meri aarzu
Meri guftagu
Tu hi tu hai bas meri justaju
Kya bataun
Tere bagaer main
Kitna besabar
He gets up while shaking his head at me.
My eyes grow wide in shock as I see the mischief in his eyes.
I put as much distance and people
between us as I possibly can, while he follows me.
Dil da mamla
Hun na zor hai
He passes through every obstacle that I had managed to place
in between and grabs hold of my dupatta.
I feel it glide across my neck so I tug at the other end
before it completely comes off.
Dil da mamla hai dilbar
Hun na zor hai is dil par
Khalbali hai dil ke andar
Ho mast ae, mast kalandar
He yanks at the other end causing me to fall straight
into his arms. I give him a dirty look while he dips me,
still looking into my eyes. Then he drops me to the ground AGAIN!

I dust myself off from the ground to see Armaan hi-fiving his friends. He grins at the anger across my face. I walk towards him, giving him a big shove as I move past him. He puts his hand on his chin, awaiting my next move. Muskaan comes and whispers in my ear. I look repulsed and then finally nod. I put a delirious smile on my face and start singing Yeh Ishq Hai from Jab We Met.

I start dancing to the beat of the music,
knowing Armaan is watching my every move.
Haan hai Koi to wajah
Jo jeena ka maza yun aane laga
Yeh hawaon mein hai kya
Thoda sa jo naasha yun chane laga
Pucho na pucha mujhe kya
Hua hai teri raahon mein aakar (pucho na pucha na)
Pucho na pucha mujhe kya
Milega teri bahon mein aakar
I start walking towards Armaan, rolling my eyes at the sappy words
escaping my mouth. At the end of everything I say,
I shake my head. I start poking Armaan, trying to get him to ask
what's wrong with me. He looks at me cautiously.
I go into a deep trance thinking about how
I feel the exact opposite.
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
O raama
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
Muskaan taps me on the shoulder and I shake my
head at my thoughts. I start dancing with her,
while she can't keep her eyes off Rahul. I look at Armaan,
who looks at me in the same way, I groan and turn away.
Todi maine sare hi bandhan zamane tere
Todungi na mein vada
Aadha hissa mere to dil ki kahani ka tu
Piya mein baaki aadha
Dekho na dekho mujhe kya hua hai
Teri yaadhon mein kho kar
Pucho na pucha mujhe kya hua hai
Teri baton mein jeekar
I am so planning to make his life a living hell, and if he knows me
well enough then he should realize that. I remember how he
broke my heart in two pieces and how those memories
have haunted me for years. I look at Armaan sadly.
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
O raama
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
Muskaan nudges me again, while I force myself to look away
from Armaan. I start dancing again with her.
Mere jaise lakho mile honge tujhko
Piya, mujhe to mila tuu hi
Tu hi mere hooton ki khilti hui si hasi
Gila bhi piya tu hi
Dekho na dekho mujhe kya hua hai
Tujhe sapno mein lakar (dekho na dekho)
Pucho na pucha mujhe kya hua hai
Teri baaton mein aakar
The words I sing make me feel very unfortunate.
I poke my elbow into Armaan's gut while he pretends like
he isn't in pain. I could hear him softly whimpering in pain.
Serves him right! The stupid jerk had to go
and ruin my life!
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
O raama
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
Muskaan starts dancing with Rahul, looking deeply into his eyes
and getting lost. I smile and tap her shoulder asking her
what she's doing since we are supposed to be dancing together.
She laughs and I drag her away from Rahul to dance.
Haan hai koi to wajah
Jo jeena ka maza yun aane laga
Yeh hawaon mein hai kya
Thoda sa jo naasha yun chane laga
Pucho na pucha mujhe kya
Hua hai teri raahon mein aakar (pucho na pucha na)
Pucho na pucha mujhe kya
Milega teri bahon mein aakar
I look around to see no Armaan, which makes me sing happily.
I feel a tap on my shoulder and see his smiling face
in front of mine. I give him a disgusted look.
He smirks at the words while I start dancing away from him,
since that look of his, is always trouble.
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
O raama
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
O raama
Yeh Ishq haaye baithe bithaye
Jannat dikhaye haan
Muskaan being a bit high on Rahul accidently bumps into me,
causing me to loose my balance and fall into a pair of strong arms.
When I open my eyes I see that it is Armaan,
who saved me. Very Ironic!

I give him an evil glare that would make any normal human being shiver in fear, but not Armaan. I get out of his hold, more like pry myself out of his hands. He's too strong for his own good. Armaan laughs at me and says loudly, "Riddhima todhi naraaz hain muhjse kyunki main kitna tang kara tha usko! Lagta hain ab toh maanana hi parega!" He starts singing Jaane Bhi De from Heyy Babyy.

I glare at him in secrecy because now everyone
is looking at me and remembering Armaan messing with me in
the Mast Kalandar song. I turn around, but hear him sing.
O meri jaan na lele ke meri jaan
O meri jaan na lele ke meri jaan
Teri ada
Teri ada
Jaan jala na tujhe pe deewana
Jaan jala na tujhe pe deewana
Mein hoon fida
Mein hoon fida
He comes closer towards me, while I start
walking off. He doesn't take the hint… as per usual and
starts following me like the stalker that he is. I turn around,
just about ready to scream at him for his annoying behavior.
He falls to the ground on his knees and gives me these
sad puppy dog eyes as he sings. Please, like that will work on me!
Gustaakhi maaf karde
Ab to insaaf karde
Apna dil saaf karde
Kehna to maan le
Ho…jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
Jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
I roll my eyes and then see him holding his ears with those
same puppy dog eyes, but now they look even more sad.
I didn't that that was actually possible, but he somehow managed.
He looks sort of cute, although I hate to admit it!
It's a fact and I can accept that…
Gussa tera jhootha
Jhoothi moothi berookhi hai
Jaanu main to jaanu
Teri naa mein haan chuppi hai
Gussa tera jhootha
Jhoothi moothi berookhi hai
Jaanu main to jaanu
Teri naa mein haan chuppi hai
Ae sanam naa kar sitam
Tujh ko khuda ka vaasta
I place my hands on my waist looking unapproachable,
yet that never seems to stop Armaan from coming anyways.
I don't even know why I bother because at this rate
I'm going to have a million wrinkles on my face.
Then he comes closer and squeezes the tip of my nose gently.
I looked at him, warning him to keep his hands off and
also finding that a bit strange as well.
He…..gustaakhi maaf karde
Ab to insaaf karde
Apna dil saaf karde
Kehna to maan le
He folds his hands in front of me and then falls on
the floor in front of my feet. I immediately jump backwards
since he shouldn't be doing stuff like that. It just looks bad in public.
He sits on the floor rubbing his hand over his heart
while looking up at me.
Ho…jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
Jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
Jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
Jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
He gets up and starts dancing while chasing
me around the hall. The guests just laugh, finding our
behavior "cute." Okay that's the last thing I would want!
Hai….tanhaa naa kategi zindgaani
Jaan le tu
Meri hi zaroorat tujhko hogi
Maanle tu
Tanhaa naa kategi zindgaani
Jaan le tu
Meri hi zaroorat tujhko hogi
Maanle tu
Mar ke bhi na chodunda
Teri baahien tera raasta
He has this cocky and arrogant smile splash across his face.
He points to himself as if he is some big hot shot that is doing
me a favor by marrying me. I start grinding my teeth, while flashing
a half smile. He jumps in front of me and blocks my path.
He swipes his hand across his neck, as if his head were
getting chopped off.
Gu.gu.gu….gustaakhi maaf karde
Ab to insaaf karde
Apna dil saaf karde
Kehna to maan le
Ho…jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
Jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
Jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
Jaane bhi de jo bhi hua
Jaane bhi de
Arohi starts to nudge me to accept Armaan's annoying form
of an apology. I nod slightly knowing that I will have to accept it
regardless because of all this unwanted attention I'm getting.

After some more "masti" … it's not my word, it's what these elders have been saying all night. You could have guessed I wasn't having too much fun and well you'd be right. I really hate these circumstances and Armaan just keeps making me want to commit both suicide and homicide, but I can't do either! There are two days before the wedding, so every second that passes by is a step closer to my ill-fated destiny. Let's hope he doesn't crop up tomorrow when Muskaan and I go clubbing. SHOOT!!! I think I just jinxed it…

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