ARJUN vs ZAHEER

[Greenwood]

Update 61

Post Ring-Ceremony Moments + Dinner + Couple Dance

Light drizzle jaisa feel dene wale fairy lights ab aur bhi zyada chamak rahe the. Freshly mowed lawn par round dinner tables lag chuki thi — white satin tablecloths, peach roses ke centerpieces, aur chhoti chhoti tealight candles.

Background mein soft romantic piano chal raha tha… sab guests dinner serve karwa rahe the ya tables par apni groups mein masti kar rahe the. Kahin kisi table pe Taz dal makhani ko "black gold" keh raha tha, to kahin Shanu Priya ke cousins ke saath gossip kar rahi thi.

Lekin us bheed mein ek soft magical silence tha — jaise shaam kisi khwab se mil rahi ho.

Host mic uthata hai, aur garden ke beech dance floor ki taraf ishara karta hai.

Host

Doston… ab waqt hai dil se dil tak jaane wali performance ka…

Let’s welcome our newest engaged couple — Priya & Nakul!

Lights dim hoti hain. Spotlight bas dance floor par.

Slow instrumental version of Raabta (Agent Vinod) bajta hai — ek dreamy violin-led version.

Priya aur Nakul ek dusre ke samne khade hote hain. Nakul ke haath Priya ke kamar tak jaate hain… Priya apne haath uske shoulders pe rakh deti hai. Dheere dheere dono dance karna shuru karte hain — movements soft, close, almost cinematic.

Sab log dekh rahe hote hain, lekin ek kone mein Ammu khadi hoti hai. Uski plate abhi bhi empty hoti hai. Uski aankhon mein sirf ek chehra reflect ho raha hota hai — Arjun.

Woh khud se softly sochti hai…

Ammu (internal monologue)

Kaash yeh moment mera hota…

Woh meri kamar pakadta… main uski aankhon mein jhankti…

Aur phir duniya ke sab sounds mute ho jaate.

Visual flash hota hai — dreamlike filter mein Arjun Ammu ka same dance. Arjun black tuxedo mein, Ammu silver lehenga mein… Ammu blush karte hue Arjun ke chest se lag jaati hai, Arjun uske kaan ke paas kuch kehta hai… woh bas smile karti hai aur aankh band kar leti hai.

Wapas present mein…

Ammu ke paas Taz aata hai.

Taz

Ae heroine…

Tu Priya ko dekh ke DDLJ part 2 shoot kar rahi hai kya andar hi andar?

Ammu hansi chhupate hue Taz ke shoulder pe thapki deti hai.

Ammu

Ja na… khaana le aa. Mujhe bhookh lag gayi.

Taz

Khaana?

Main toh tere sapno ka rishta leke aaya hoon.

Woh ek silver plate mein butter naan aur paneer tikka laa ke uske haath mein pakda deta hai aur meme-style bolta hai:

Taz (in meme tone)

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Ammu hansi se jhuk jaati hai, aur thoda blush bhi karti hai.

Dusri taraf Arjun bhi corner mein khada hota hai, Priya aur Nakul ka dance dekhte hue.

Uska focus thoda Priya par, lekin aankhen baar-baar Ammu ki taraf chali jaati hain — jahan Ammu dreamy lag rahi hoti hai, uski khamoshi mein kuch khaas chhupa hota hai.

Suddenly background mein DJ bolta hai:

DJ

Alright folks! Now it’s time for a Group Couple Dance!

All couples, friends, jodis… come join the dance floor!

Shanu ekdum se Ammu ka haath kheenchti hai:

Shanu

Tu dreamy mode se bahar aa ja rani…

Aaja, let’s kill this beat!

Ammu resist karti hai lekin Shanu usse kheench le jaati hai. Taz, Nikhat, sab log dance floor pe aa jaate hain.

Arjun… thoda door khada hota hai… but Ammu uske direction mein dekhti hai — aankhon se softly signal deti hai: Aaja.

Arjun ek second hesitation karta hai… phir ek subtle smile ke saath chala aata hai.

Scene freeze hota hai — spotlight on dancing crowd… background mein “Galliyan Returns (Slow Reverb)” chal raha hota hai…

Lekin camera Arjun aur Ammu ke beech ke 3-inch ke distance pe rukta hai. Dono ke chehre close… aankhen aligned… lekin beech mein ab bhi kuch unspoken.

Shanu’s Bedroom – Late Night

Engagement ceremony ke baad ka halka halka tiredness, lekin ek alag hi halka-pan bhi tha dil ke kone mein. Woh raat ka ek ajeeb hissa tha, jahan sab kuch khatam ho chuka tha… lekin dil mein kuch naya shuru hua lagta tha.

Shanu apne room mein thi, lights off thi, sirf bedside lamp ka soft golden glow tha. Woh white night suit mein apne bed ke centre mein let kar ceiling ki taraf dekh rahi thi… kuch sochti, phir muskurati… phir fir se blush karti.

Uske haath ki ungliyon mein ek chhoti si delicate ring thi — thin silver band jiske centre mein ek tiny rose quartz stone chamak raha tha. Simple, soft… bilkul uski tarah.

Woh apni ring ko ghoorti rahi — haathon ko thoda twist karke us angle mein dekhti jahan us par light padti aur stone pink chamak jaata.

Shanu (internal monologue)

Zaheer…

Tere jaise rude, sarcastic, weird aadmi ko main kyun itna pyaar karne lagi hoon?

Tere us “make it big, baby” wale confidence ko main kyun itna adorable samajhne lagi hoon?

Kya problem hai mujh mein?

Uske lips se ek chhoti si suppressed hansi nikal gayi.

Phir woh moment uske dimaag mein flash hua — jab Zaheer ne uska haath khud pakad kar ring uski ungli mein pehnai thi.

Dance floor ke kone mein… lights blink kar rahi thi… music loud tha… lekin us waqt Shanu ke liye bas uski heartbeat sunai de rahi thi.

Zaheer ne kuch nahi kaha tha — bas aankhon se woh sab keh diya tha jo shayad shabdon mein bigad jaata.

Uske aankhon ka wo “you’re mine” waala stare…

Uska woh confident smirk…

Aur haan, woh “make it big, baby” jaisa dialogue bhi… jisme flirting, pride, aur thoda possessiveness sab kuch tha.

Shanu (internal monologue)

Main tujhe miss karne lagi hoon zaheer.

Aur yeh abhi abhi hua… issi ring ke saath.

Usne ek deep sa breath liya…

Phir dheere se apne haath ko apne chest ke paas laya, jaise ring ko dil ke kareeb rakh rahi ho…

Aur phir ek sharp blush aaya — itna intense ki woh bas takiya uthake apna muh usme chhupa leti hai…

Shanu (muffled in pillow)

Uff! Stop smiling, Shanu! Pagal lag rahi hai tu!

Camera thoda zoom out hota hai — soft lamp light mein ek ladki ki silhouette takiye mein chhupi hoti hai… ek chhoti si ring uski ungli mein shine karti hai… aur room mein ek romantic khamoshi hoti hai — jaise pyar wahan sirf mehsoos ho, bola nahi jaata.

Zaheer’s Room – Same Night

Ceremony ke baad sab log apne ghar laut chuke hain. Lights off hain, room mein sirf laptop screen ki dull blue glow hai. Zaheer apne study table par baitha hai. White T-shirt, black track pants, thoda sa utra hua expression. Table par uska old rough diary padhi hai… saath hi kuch scattered documents, ek calendar aur ek open notebook jisme kuch scribbled lines hain.

Uske saamne laptop par ek form khula hai — “International Sports Management Fellowship – Final Submission”.

Deadline: 3 days left.

Woh blank stare se screen dekh raha hai. Cursor form ke naam ke box par blink kar raha hai. Jaise sawaal kar raha ho — “Tu ready hai?”

Zaheer diary ke pages palatne lagta hai.

Kahi ek corner par likha hota hai —

“24– Complete Masters”

“25– Start coaching under any national program”

“26– Apply abroad if confident.”

Zaheer thoda sarcastic smile deta hai.

Zaheer (softly)

23 ho gaya hoon… aur abhi tak confident hone ka wait kar raha hoon. Agle 2 saal me master bhi complete karni or yaha graduation me hi tatte sukhe ja rahe hai Wah Zaheer bhai, kya planning hai.

Woh chair se uthta hai, room mein chakkar lagata hai.

Almirah ke andar se ek purana jersey nikalta hai — Team Jaipur, 17 number.

Us jersey ko dekh kar kuch seconds ke liye uske aankhon mein ek spark jhalakta hai… phir phir se doubt ka ek shadow chhaj jaata hai.

Zaheer (under breath, upar dekh kar jaise baat kar raha hu uparwale se)

Kab tak dusron ke match mein linesman ban ke khada rahunga…

Kuch ho sakta hai kya, I mean jyada kuch nahi mang raha hu....

Phir woh diary ko band karta hai, laptop ke form ko minimize karta hai aur phone uthata hai. Lock screen par ek notification blink karta hai —

Shanu: “Safe reach text karna, warna tujhe dhoondhne aaungi.”

Zaheer ki nazar us text par ruk jaati hai.

Wo kuch seconds ke liye bas screen ko ghoorta rehta hai… phir halka sa smirk uske chehre pe aata hai.

Woh whisper karta hai, jaise usi khyaal mein kho gaya ho.

Zaheer (softly)

Iss ladki ko seriously kya problem hai?

Koi itna important kaise ban jaata hai… bina try kiye?

Phone abhi bhi uske haath mein hai. Screen pe Shanu ka naam, ek heart emoji ke saath.

Zaheer thoda back rest par jhukta hai, phone ko apne chest ke paas rakhta hai… uski aankhon mein tension ka asar ab bhi dikh raha hota hai — par us tension ke beech ek ajeeb si muskurahat uthti hai.

Ek halka, pyara sa curve — jo zaroori nahi tha, lekin unstoppable tha.

Zaheer (softly)

Ajeeb hai tu bhi… aur ye feeling bhi.

Room ka scene slow fade hota hai…

Aur last frame mein sirf uski muskurahat rehti hai — ek insaan jo apne future ke pressure se joojh raha hai, par uske dil mein ek wajah hai, jo uss pressure ko thoda halka kar deti hai…

Ammu’s Room – Late Night

Function ke shor ke baad ghar mein ab sirf halke halke awaazon ka jadoo baaki hai… kitchen mein bartan set ho rahe hain, drawing room ke lights dim ho chuke hain. Ammu apne room mein aayi hai — thaki hui, lekin aankhon mein ek halka sa sparkle hai.

Wo mirror ke samne khadi hai. Lehenge ka dupatta ek shoulder se halka sa sarak chuka hai, aur wo apne heavy earrings khol rahi hai Dressing table pe scattered jewelry — bangles, rings, pins.

Uske chehre par soft, dreamy si muskaan hai… jaise poore evening ka rewind uski aankhon ke saamne chal raha ho — Priya-Nakul ka dance,  Arjun ki us par chhupi nazar…

Ammu (under breath, muskurate hue)

Pata nahi sabki shaadiyon mein itna magic kyun hota hai…

Wo apni kamar se dori kholti hai, blouse halkasa loose hota hai, par mirror se nazar nahi hata rahi… ek haath se jewellery utarti, doosre haath se hairstyle khole wali hoti hai — ki ACHAAANAK darwaaza DHADAAMMM se khulta hai… aur almost saath hi band bhi ho jaata hai — ek thud ke saath.

Ammu literal jump kar jaati hai, aankh phaad ke door ki taraf dekhti hai.

Ammu (gusse aur dar ke beech)

Kaun hai?! Pagal ho kya?!

Window ke glass se ek halke yellow light ka cone inside girta hai… aur us cone mein ek silhouette aata hai… tall, casual, thoda sheepish…

Arjun.

Black shirt, folded sleeves, collar thoda messed up… jisme clearly dikh raha hai ki wo gate se chhup chhup ke andar ghusa hai.

Ammu ki aankhen shock se normal hoti hain… phir narrow… aur phir ghussa full volume pe.

Wo turant aage jaake Arjun ke chest pe ek punch jodti hai — not super hard, but thoda emotional release wala.

Ammu

Dimag kharab hai kya?! Aise ghussa jaata hai koi room mein?! Main kapde badal rahi thi!!

Arjun haath uthata hai, jaise surrender mein.

Arjun (husky voice, slow grin ke saath)

Kapde toh abhi bhi wahi hain… change toh kiya nahi tumne.

Ammu aankh roll karti hai, gusse mein muh moad leti hai. Arjun thoda aur close aata hai, lekin wo uski taraf dekhti bhi nahi.

Ammu dressing table ke paas jaake phir se apna kaam shuru karti hai — necklace utarna, hairpins nikalna Arjun uski back dekh raha hota hai… jaise kuch kehna ho lekin timing samajh nahi aa raha.

Ammu halka sa jhuk ke ek pin nikal rahi hoti hai, tabhi Arjun soft tone mein murmur karta hai…

Arjun (with a smirk)

Aaj raat agar tu yeh lehenga mein mere saath cuddle karti…

toh gareeb ki zindagi sach mein successful ban jaati.

Ammu ka haath ek second ke liye ruka… mirror ke reflection mein uski aankhen Arjun se mili — shocked… amused… impressed… aur mildly flustered.

Phir wo aankhon se ek “Huh!” wala expression banati hai, zubaan bahar nikaalti hai chhoti si chidhaane waali style mein…

Arjun bed se khada hota hai or dhire dhire Ammu ki taraf badhta hai Ammu se mirror ke through dekh rahi hoti hai or uske hath kaam karte karte ruk jate hai.. arjuj ab ammu ke bilkul kareeb aa chuka tha or wo Ammu ke kamar se bilkul sat kar khada tha usne apne hath ammu ki kamar me rakhe or ammu ki body me sirhan paida ho gayi,ammu ki aankhein badi ho gayi or arjun apne hath move karta hua ammu ke hatho tak le aaya or uski aakhiri bachi hairpin bhi nikalne laga... Ammu use mirror ke through dekh rahi thi or Arjun ne ab jo kiya usse Ammu ki aankhein band ho gayi... Usne Ammu ke baal side karke uski neck me ek halka sa kiss kar diya or Ammu ki ek sigh nikal gayi... Ammu ka badan tight hone laga or Arjun ne kas kar ammu ki hatheliyo ko jakad liya... Arjun ne Ammu ke kaan ke piche ek kiss kiya or Ammu ki saanse ek km/hour or tez ho gayi... Arjun ne mirror me Ammu ki taraf dekha jiski aankhein band thi, Arjun ne ek smile di or Ammu ko pakad kar ghuma diya... Ammu is hamle se aankhein kholti hai or arjun ki aankho me dekhti hai arjun ne apna ek hath niche kiya or ammu ko god me utha liya... Ammu ne apne hatho se arjun ke gale ka support liya... God me uthaye huye hi dono ka eye contact barabar bana hua tha lekin dono ke face expression ekdam shant they... Jaise ki unhe maloom hai ki aage kya hoga... Arjun bed tak aata hai or Ammu ko bed par leta deta hai ...

Ammu apne ko adjust karti hai or bed me pichhe ki taraf khiskati hai jaise ki wo arjun ke liye jagah bana rahi ho... Is waqt bhi dono me eye contact barabar bana hua tha... Or arjun uski aankho me dekhte huye hi apna shirt nikalne lagta hai, ammu ke muh se ek baar ek sigh or arjun ka naam nikalta hai...

Ammu(sigh)

Ahhhh... Arjunnnnnnn

Lekin arjun uske honto par ungli rakh deta hai or apna shirt nikal kar bed par ammu ke barabar let jata hai.... Ammu ek karwat leti hai or ab uski pith arjun ki taraf thi... Arjun uski pith se chipak jata hai or ab Ammu ke shant face expression par ek sharm ki smile aati hai....

Ammu ki pith ab Arjun ki chest se lagi hai. Dono sideways cuddle mein aa chuke hain. Arjun ka ek haath uske waist ke across gaya hai, doosra uske baalon ko halki si ungliyon se chhune laga.Kuch seconds sirf silence… us silence mein dono ka breathing ek rhythm mein merge hone laga.

Arjun ne uske lehenga ko uthaya… sirf itna ki dono comfortably ek dusre ke aur kareeb aa sakein. Uska touch subtle tha… respectful… lekin possessive bhi.

Arjun (whispering)

Tu har shaam itni khoobsurat hoti hai… ya aaj hi meri aankhon ne sach mein dekhna seekha hai?

Ammu ne aankhen bandh kar ke soft sa smile kiya. Uski saanson ka pace slow ho gaya tha. Arjun ke fingers ab uski kamar pe slowly rub kar rahe the… warmth create karte hue.

Ammu ne peeche palat ke kuch nahi kaha… bas uski haath Arjun ke haath ke upar rakh diya… tight, still, and soft.

is bich Ammu ki dhadkan bahut bahut tez ho chuki thi or usne ek baar arjun ko aisa karne se rokna bhi chaha lekin uska hath apne apa wapas bedsheet ko pakad liya... Ab Ammu or arjun ka cuddle is tarah hai ki ek taraf ammu leti hai karwat leke or uske bilkul piche chipak kar arjun leta hai... Ammu arjun ke hath par sir rakhe huye hai or uska lehenga pura kamar tak utha hua hai or uski panty me kaid ass arjun ke thighs ko lag rahi hai... Arjun is waqt topless hai or ammu bhi almost semi nude...

Ammu ke cheeks thode se garam ho gaye. Usne apna face thoda chhupane ke liye takiye mein daba diya… lekin uske back se lag kar Arjun ka smile aur aur gehra ho gaya.

Us raat… dono waisi hi position mein… cuddle karte hue… bina kisi heavy conversation ke… sirf ek dusre ki saanson mein gum ho gaye

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