As Karshi Decided To Do Night Talks.. They Arranged Everything In The Balcony And Then Settled Themselves On Couch

K – yaha ka weather accha hai na

Kh – hmm

K – by the way tumhara office kaisa chal raha hai

Kh – good

K – khushi.. kuch hua hai kya.. I mean you are looking upset

Kh – kartik mujhe maa ki bahut yaad aa rahi hai.. bahut din ho gaye mujhe unse mile huye.. ek toh papa ki nazar humesha mumma pe hoti hai.. isliye hum mil hi nahi pa rahe hai..

K – khushi.. vapas chalte hi main khud tumhe tumhari mumma and meri pyaari saasu maa se milaunga

Kh – (she chuckled) issi tone me mere pyaare sasur ji bolke dikhaav

K – na baba.. mujhse nahi hoga.. tumhare papa hitler se kam nahi hai

Kh – oye.. mere papa ke baare me kuch mat bolo

K – sorry

Kh – main chahe unse kitna bhi gusse me kyu na rahu.. as a daughter I’ll always love him

K – papa aur beti ka rishta hi kuch aisa hota hai.. vaise madam.. aap gaane wali thi na.. chalo ab start karo

Kh – aise nahi yaar.. mood hona chahiye

K – ab isme kaunsi mood wali baat hai

Kh – kartik kaunsi bhi cheez karne ke liye na mood hona chahiye..

K – matlab ?

Kh – kuch iss tarh se samajho.. kabhi kabar maa ke haath ka khaana bighad jata hai.. uska reason kya ho sakta hai.. pata hai.. mood.. kabhi kabhi maa logo ka bhi mood nahi hota hoga khaana banane ka toh kuch mistake ho jaati hai.. vahi jab koi cheez vo hume pyaar se khilati hai toh kitni tasty lagti hai.. kaunsa bhi kaam na sirf karne ke liye nahi kiya jata uske liye humara mood yani uss cheez humara mann hona matter karta hai.. ab main gaana gaane ke mood me nahi hu.. so badme kabhi

K – okay

Kh – mujhe na ek baat tumse kabse puchni thi

K – ha pucho na

Kh – tumhara koi nickname nahi hai kya.. I mean sabko dikhane ke liye mujhe karu bolna padta hai.. but karu doesn’t sound nice na

K – mera bas ek hi nickname hai and that is secret agent KM

Kh – aaye bade.. secret agent.. aaj tak kaunsa aisa mahan kaam kiya hai tumne

K – tumse shaadi karne se bada aur koi mahaan kaam ho sakta hai kya

Kh – ye joke tha

K – jaisa tum samjho.. mera nickname puch rahi ho.. khudka naam toh shuru karte hi khatam ho jaata hai.. tumhara hai koi nickname

Kh – ha

K – don’t tell me tumhara pari ya gudiya types ka koi nickname hai

Kh – nikki

K – oh nice..

Kh – I know.. meri mumma kabhi bulaya karti thi mujhe iss naam se

K – khushi ek baat puchu

Kh – ha

K – tumne kaise decide kiya ki tumhe apne zindagi me kya karna hai

Kh – tum achanak se ye kyu puch rahe ho

K – batav na

Kh – main na bachpan se agar ghar me kuch function ho toh excite si ho jaati thi.. aur jaise jaise badi hoti gayi mera interest usme badhta gaya.. ghar ka decoration ka kaam main hi karti thi.. so I decided to become an event manager

K – oh !

Kh – kartik

K – ha

Kh – sach sach batav kya chal raha hai tumhare dimaag me

K – kuch nahi

Kh – kartik tumhe jhoot bolna nahi aata.. batav kya baat hai

K – yarr khushi.. I am very tensed.. now I am 26 aur iss umar me bhi main apne bhai ke aur papa ke paiso se jee raha hu.. main dikhata nahi hu kisiko lekin ye guilt mere andar hai ki main kuch nahi kar pa raha hu.. par main kya karu.. mujhe abhi tak pata nahi chala ki mujhe kya karna hai… dekho ek toh clear hai that I don’t have any interest in handling our business.. par mujhe karna kya hai yahi mujhe abhi tak samajh nahi aaya.. ( he started crying so khushi hugged him to calm down him.. after sometimes she broke the hug and then gave him her handkerchief so he wiped his tears with it) I know ladke rote huye acche nahi lagte na

Kh – (she slapped his arm) khabardar phirse aisi baat kahi toh.. aisa kaunse book me likha hai ki ladke ro nahi sakte.. ladko me emotions nahi hote.. pata hai.. hum ladkiya humara pain bahar nikalne ke liye ro lete hai na isliye humari lambi umar hoti hai.. lekin tum ladke ye vahyaad se rule follow karte hai aur mann hi mann khudko sada dete hai fir aa jata hai kam umar me hi heart attack.. kartik don’t ever try to hide your pain or tears.. you can share it with me.. shaadi chahe ek deal kyu na ho.. 7 phere liye hai humne ek saath.. 7 vachan diye hai ek dusre ko… vo main nibhana chahti hu.. not as a wife but as a friend you can share with me anything.. mera kabhi koi male best friend nahi tha.. kyuki jaisa chahiye tha mila hi nahi.. ab jab mila hai toh vo hi mujhe friend consider nahi karta..

K – aisa nahi hai khushi.. you are my best friend.. aur agar main tumhe apna best friend nahi maanta toh aaj tumhare saamne ro nahi padta..

Kh – kartik promise me.. tum mujhse kabhi bhi kuch bhi nahi chupaoge

K – promise.. main tumse kabhi bhi kuch bhi nahi chupaunga..

Kh – vaise ek baat kahu..

K – ha

Kh – maine observe kiya hai.. jitna khush tum khaana banate wakt hote ho na utna kabhi nahi hote.. so think about it..

K – (he was agreed with her.. so he started thinking about what she said.. that night he was just recalling her words..)

Next Day

At Morning

Khushi was sleeping peacefully but kartik disturbed her sleep by shaking her

K – khushi wake up (he was shaking her so that she will wake up)

Kh – (she got up) kya hai.. kyu pareshaan kar rahe ho kartik

K – khushi.. mujhe samajh me aa gaya mujhe kya karna hai

Kh – what ?! really !

K – yes

Kh – kya socha hai tumne

K – mujhe khudka café shuru karna hai

Kh – that’s great.. you know what mujhe toh pehle se laga tha ki tum aisa hi kuch sochoge

K – thank you khushi.. thank you so much

Kh – dosti me no sorry no thank you

K – yeah..

Kh – by the way.. what a coincidence..

K – kya

Kh – mere papa ka caterings ka business hai.. mera pati café shuru karne wala hai.. mujhe toh lagta hai shayad humare bacche bhi na aisa hi kuch karenge.. hai na ?

K – humare bacche ? (he asked naughtily)

Kh – ha

K – (he moved closer) humare bacche khushi ?

Kh – arey baba ha.. (she said but then bit her tongue) I mean.. mera matlab tha

K – ha bolo bolo

Kh – vo.. ye.. ki.. hato tum yaha se (she pushed him and went to washroom)

K – (he was laughing like a mad) ye ladki bhi na..

After Sometimes

Khushi was confused to what to do as she forgot her clothes.. she had only towel which she wrapped around her..

Kh – kya karu ab.. main kapde bahar hi bhul gayi (just then her gaze fell on a white shirt which was hang their) ye shirt.. ye kartik ki hai.. par ye yaha kya kar rahi hai.. chod na.. yahi pehen le.. vaise bhi kartik bahar ja chuka hai.. jaldi se ye peheenke bahar ja aur fir tere kapde leke change kar.. ha.. yahi best idea hai.. (she wore the shirt and came outside.. she took her clothes and was about to go but as she was standing infront of mirror.. she couldn’t control herself to take a glance of her in his shirt.. she looked herself in the mirror) hayee.. kitni pyaari lag rahi hai khushi.. (just then her phone rang.. it was ishqi’s call) ishqi ka call (she answered) hello ishqi

I – hi.. kya kar rahi ho

Kh – (due to network she wasn’t audible to her) hello ishqi.. kya bol rahi ho.. sunai nahi de raha

I – mujhe sunai de raha hai.. tu bol

Kh – hello

I – hello khushi (ahaan was also there so the call was on speaker)

Kh – hello.. (she tried to find network) yaar ye netwok bhi na.. (and here comes our kartik.. as soon as he looked at khushi.. his eyes widen seeing her wearing his shirt) dekho na kartik network nahi aa raha

K – network ka chodo.. tumhara kya hai

Kh – kya

K – what is this ?

Kh – (she realized what he said) vo.. actually..

K – kya actually.. chalo shirt nikalo

After Hearing This Ishqaan Were Hell Shocked

I – ye kya bol raha hai

A – yaar ishqi.. inhe thodi privacy deni chahiye na

I – ha but inka chal kya raha hai.. jaate wakt itne nakhre dikha rahe the aur ab romance kar rahe hai

A – ab honeymoon ussi ke liye jaate hai na.. yaad hai humara honeymoon

I – bas bas.. jyada romantic mat hoiyega.. ab aane do inhe fir itna chidhane wali hu na unhe

With Karshi

Kh – ha ruko

K – kya ruko.. shirt nikalo

Kh – kartik

K – kya kartik

Kh – ha baba.. jaav tum ab.. arey.. ishqi ne call end kardiya..

K – ishqi ka call aaya tha

Kh – ha.. tum usse phone karo.. main change karke aati hu (she was about to go but kartik stopped her)

K – khushi

Kh – ha

K – meri ye shirt mujhse jyada tumhe suit kar rahi hai..

Kh – (she blushed but tried to hide it) mar jaav kahi pe jaake (she took her clothes and ran to the washroom)

Both Of Them Got Ready

Kh – kartik.. mujhe na bilkul mazaa nahi aa raha

K – toh kya kare.. jis se apko maza aa jaye

Kh – mujhe na ek bahut acchi idea aayi hai dimaag me

K – bolo

Kh – hum ab greece ghumenge.. but a twist is.. hum strangers banke greece ghumenge

K – matlab

Kh – see.. what if hum dono greece me hi bachpan se hai.. and humari mulaqat hoti toh humari journey kaise hoti.. infact main toh kehti hu.. agar humari shaadi love marriage hoti toh kaisa hota ye hum imagine karke waise hi story create karenge

K – unique idea.. toh ab hume pehle strangers banna padega.. fir humari mulaqat kaise hogi..

Kh – vo sab msg kar dungi.. ghar se pehle tum niklo fir main nikalti hu.. will see you as a stranger

K – same here

Precap – Pehli Mulaqat