《Shivi & Raavish》Memories (part 2)
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Shiva : ye sab kya hai?? Aur kisne kiya hai ye??
Raavi : (from behind) wo aaj kanta kaki k bete aur bahu ki anniversary hai na tho ye sab un k liye.....
Shiva : (confused) wo sab tho thik hai par hamare kamre mai q????
Raavi : (slowly) khud itna bada doba hai aur mujhe dobi dobi bolta hai...
Shiva : bolna...?? Ye decoration yaha q??
Raavi : Shiva tu kaise sawal kar rha hai??
Shiva : sahi tho sawal pucha hai Maine?? Agar unki anniversary hai tho unke ghar par decoration karni chahiye na hamare kamre mai q?? Hamara ghar koi dharamshala hai kya jo koi bhi kabhi bhi aajayega.....ruk mai abhi maa se baat karta hu....
(Raavi holds his hand to stop him)
Raavi : tujhe kabhi koi baat nhi samjh aati na....
Shiva : kya matlab??
Raavi : Shiva ye sab maine kiya hai tere liye aur tu....
Shiva : mere liye matlab??
Raavi : wo 31st ki raat ko mujhe surprise dene k liye tune kitna sab kuch ready Kiya tha Aur maine gussa kar k sab kharab kar diya isliye maine aaj ye teri liye.....(sadly) sorry us din k liye.....
Shiva : (holds her face) kya tu bhi na raavi....purani batao ko bhul ja.....(teasing) waise maine tho bas Proposal ka socha tha par tune tho bed he.....
(Raavi blushes hard..... Shiva holds her waist tightly)
Shiva : sharmate hui tho aur bhi pyari lagti hai chipkali....
Raavi : (nervously) shiv....Shiva kya kar rha hai chod koi aajayega....
Shiva : (whispers in her ears) koi nhi distrub karega darwaza band hai....
(Shiva comes close to raavi and she was hell nervous....)
Raavi : (pouted) tu plz phele light band kar de....
(Shiva chukle)
Shiva : thik hai...
flashback ends: tho bas asehi Aapke mumma aur mei ek dusre ke saath humesa k liye khushi khushi rehne Lage aur firh aapki mumma aur meine bhagwaan se cute cute bacche yaaniki aapko aur aapke Bhai ko maanga aur bhagwaan ne humei de diya...
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Shivi: achaa...
Raavish : par papa ab jhut q bol rhe ho....
Raavi : konsa jhut baby??
Raavish : yahi ki choti ko bhagwan ji ne diya hai....
Shiva : (confused) kya bola chahta hai tu??
Raavish : are papa ab bhul gye choti ko ap log mandir se utha k laye ho....(giggles)
Shiva : raavish!!!
Shivi : papa ap sach mai mujhe mandil se utha k laye ho?? (With tears) bhai hamesha aisi he bolte hai.....mai apki beti nhi hu???
(Shiva takes shivi in his lap and wipes her tears)
Shiva : aa chipkali dekh kya rhi hai tere beta ko samjha na jab dekho meri princess ko pareshan karta rheta hai....
Raavi : raavish apko kitne baar bola hai aise nhi bolte.... shivi apki choti bhen hai na....
Raavish: waise papa mumma se aap kitne darte the...abhi bhi darte ho?
Shiva: nhi tho ish Chipkali se koun darega... 🤣
(Kids join him in laughing)
Raavi: shivaaà( throws pillow on him)
He runs out of the bedroom and here raavi is running behind him thowing various things and followed by their kids...
Suman: 2 baccho k maa-baap bangye parh firh bhi wese hi ladte hei...
Gautam: sahi kaha ma...
Bhagwaan inhe humesa aise hi khush rahe..
'i love you Chipkali and Bhoothnath'
Everyone looks at shivi and Raavish and then start laughing 🤣
Raavi- chipkali? Mumma bolo..
Shiva: Bhoothnath? Ppa bolo betaa...
Shivi/raavish: nhi🤭..
Suman : ye bacho ko pata nhi kya sikha k rakha hai maa baap ko chipkali bhotnath bol rhe hai....sharam nhi aati??
Shiva: sab tere pe gye hei ekdam ziddi..
Raavi: achaa(throws another pillow)
Shiva: ha..😛
(He runs)
Pari : (to deshita) mumma papa ap q chachu aur chachi k tarha nhi ho?? Ap bhi bolo na ek dusre ko chipkali aur bhotnath....ap bhi kitne cute lagoge....
Shivi : nhi chipkali aur bhotnath sirf mere mumma papa hai....
Dev : bacha Somnath mai ek chipkali aur ek bhotnath he kafi hai....
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Shiva : sahi kaha mere bhai....waise bhi is chipkali ko uska bhotnath he sambhal sakta hai....
Raavi : kya hai tujhe?? Jab dekho sab k samne chipkali chipkali bolte rheta hai??
Shiva : ab chipkali hai tho chipkali he bolunga na....??
Shivi : papa Nani ki bhen ki beti bhi acha hai....
Krish : shivi wo Nani ki bhen ki beti nhi mami ki bhen ki beti hai.....
Raavish : offo Krish.....jo papa ki mami hai wo mamma ki masi hai tho hamari Nani hui na....isliye choti Nani ki bhen ki beti bol rhi hai....
Dhara : raavish!! Chachu bolo Krish chachu apse bade hai na??
Krish : rhenedo bhabhi waise bhi chachu bhot old fashion lagta hai.....
Suman : is ghar mai kis ka kise kya rishita hai kuch samjh nhi aata....jise dekho ek dusre ko alag he naam se bulate hai koi kadar he nhi hai inhe rishto ki....
Pari : chill granny....
Suman : aa patrani part 2 grandy nhi dadi bol....
Rishita : maa grandy nhi granny bol rhi hai wo....
Suman : ye sab tune he sikhaya hai na usse.....
(Raavish starts crying.....raavi goes towards him)
Raavi : kya hua baby ap ro q rhe ho???
Shivi : bhai ko bhuki lagi hai....
Raavi : tujhe kaise pata??
Shivi : q ki bhai jhatak kar rhe hai....
Dev : kya kar rhe hai....??
Shivi : jhatak chachu jhatak....
Rishita : ye jhatak kya hota hai???
Shiva : bhabhi natak bol rhi hai....
Shivi : yes papa....same to same....hamesha aise karte hai jhatak....
Raavi : shivi aise nhi bolte....bhai apse bade hai na....
Shiva : aa chipkali usse kya bol rhi hai.... apne bete ko bol na jab dekho tere tarha he nautanki karte rheta hai....
Raavi : tune fir se mujhe chipkali bola???
Shiva : ha bola tho??
Raavi : ruk abhi batati hu tujhe....(takes a pillow and they start chasing eachother)
Raavish : mujhe bhuk lagi hai....
Shivi : ab ek ghante tak khana nhi milega.....
Rishita : raavish ap rona mat....chalo mai apko khana khila deti hu....
Suman : ha bhai chalo mujhe bhi bhot bhuk lagi hai....in log ka tho ye hamesha ka hai....
Dhara : shivi chalo....
Shivi : nhi mai papa k sath he khaungi....
(She runs towards them and they stop fighting....others go to have food)
Shiva : kya hua priceness??
Shivi : godi....
Shiva : aaja....
(Shiva picks her in his arms.....raavi makes a cute pout)
Raavi : bhotnath mujhe bhi...
Shiva : kya mujhe bhi??
Raavi : godi....
Shiva : aa gadhedi wo bachi hai....tu khud ko tho dekh Zara.....
(Shivi look at both and giggles)
Raavi : (makes a puppy face) bhotnath plz....
Shiva : abhi tho bhot lad rhi thi aur abhi godi???
(Raavi makes a cute pout....and he melts)
Shiva : acha isko pakad....
(Gives shivi in his arms and then carries both in his arms)
Shivi : papa ap tho wrong ho....
Raavi : baby wrong nhi strong hota hai wo....
Shiva : are par tumlog ko jana kaha hai??
(Shivi and raavi look at each other)
Shivi/raavi : kahi nhi...
Shiva : tho mujhe godi uthane q bola....??
Raavi : shivi ne bola isliye maine bola 🙄
Shivi : papa mai tho apki priceness hu na isliye maine bola....
(Shiva makes both of them stand)
Shiva : dono maa beti nautanki ho.....aur ye chipkali kitna khati hai dinosour ki maa bante ja rhi hai din ba din....
Raavi : tune mujhe dinosour ki maa bola??
Shiva : wajan dekh apna chipkali....
Raavi : shiva tujhe aaj mai nhi chodungi....kabse pareshan kare ja rha hai....
(And they start running again....shivi looks at them and giggles)
Shivi : mujhe bhuki lagi thi?? Rish chachi k pas he jati hu....
(Shivi goes to have food and they were still running behind eachother)
Hereee we come to an end of this short storyyy hope you'll liked it let me know in the comment section...
Bye tc 🤍
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