Panchhi's POV

I was sitting on the hospital bed and watching news of a handsome man on TV, just like my favorite fictional man "Rachit Malhotra". I don't know how I came here because I was going to Delhi, the nurse told me that my treatment charges has been paid for so right now I am enjoying my free orange juice.

Hum garibi dekh rahe hai na dost isliye humne aaj tak kabhi orange juice hospital kya breakfast me bhi nahi piya, so right now I am feeling rich because of someone else's money but I don't know who that rich person is.

[ We are seeing poverty friend, that's why till date we have never had orange juice, leave the hospital not even in breakfast ]

I don't even know what I was treated for, I just had a band-aid put on my head but who take someone to the hospital just for a cut. Enjoying my juice, I was watching the handsome, polite, young man on TV instead of news about him, I'm sure that if Rachit Malhotra was real then absolutely he would be like him and I wish he was mine.

Suddenly the door opened, I was expecting the nurse but no, she did not. I could not believe my eyes because how could the person who was on TV just now come out in front of me. Is my imagination so strong? Or I have seen this man on TV so much that he himself has come to me?

I could not stop myself from seeing my Rachit Malhotra in it, I hope that he come to me and say that we are getting married and you have no other option apart from this. He has deep black eyes, although Rachit has deep hazel eyes, but even in his black eyes he did not look any less than Rachit.

If I scan with my two lovely eyes then his height should be at least 6'2 ft, He is standing in front of me right now, wearing a white shirt and a two piece grey suit. I think I am falling from a waterfall for him but in love, but then I remembered "koi mujhe pyaar kyon hee karega?"

[ Why would anyone love me ]

Suddenly I came out of my thoughts because he was standing near my bed, snapping in front of my face to bring me to my senses.

"Hello miss! Are you ok? Hello?"

"Yaa, I'm-I'm good! Hello Mr., will you marry me?" - I (carelessly)

"Whatttt??????" - He (shockingly)

"Bewkoof ladki, paglet, bailbuddhi aurat, jabaan par control nahi rahta failaa diyaa na raaitaa" - I thought, seeing him

[ Stupid girl, crazy, foolish woman, you have no control over your tongue, again you created a mess ]

"Hello miss? Aap kahaan kho jaa rahi hai? Aur kyaa bol rahi hai aap? Main kyon shaadi karungaa aapse?" - He, bringing me again out of my thoughts

[ Where are you lost? And what are you saying? Why will I marry you?]

"Na-nahi! Maine aisa kab bola ki aap mujhse shaadi karenge?" - I, with a forceful smile on my face, while seeing his handsome face like a shameless.

"Waise shaadi kar hi lete to thodi si khush ho jaati main" - Again my pervert thoughts hit my mind.

"Will you marry me ka matlab to mujhe shaadi ka proposal hi pataa hai, aapke yahaan dusra koi matlab hota hai kya?" - He while sitting on chair

[ If I know what does 'will you marry me' mean, then it is only a marriage proposal. Do you have any other meaning?]

"Nahi, main toh kuch bhi bakwas karti hoon. Waise aap yahaan kaise?"

"Strange!!! Aap mera naam nahi seedha yaahaan aane ki wajah pucch rahi hai."

"Abbbb haan woh naam pataa chal gya hai naa mujhe, tv par aapki hi news toh dikhaa rahe hai Mr. Agam Singh" - I said while pointing out towards TV

"Accha, toh aap meri hi news dekh rahi thi miss.....?"

"Panchhi! Panchhi Mehta!" - I immediately told my name, while turning off the TV.

"Ok so Panchhi ji, first of all I'm sorry ki aap mere driver ki wajah se hospital mein hai is waqt. Actually uski bhi galti nahi hai aap achank meri car ke saamne aa gayi aur chhota saa accident ho gyaa." - He apologied to me with a beautiful smile

[ Ok so Panchhi ji, first of all I'm sorry that you are in the hospital right now because of my driver. Actually it is not his fault either, you suddenly came in front of my car and a small accident happened.]

"Oh yes, where is my suitcase?" - I asked suddenly with panic

"Relax relax! Aapka suitcase meri car mein hai aur bilkul thik hai, aap check kar lijiyega aapka saara saaman bilkul thik hai kisi se touch nahi kiya." - He relaxed me

[ Relax relax! Your suitcase is in my car and it is absolutely fine, you can check it, all your stuff is absolutely fine, no one touched it ]

"Ahh....ok thankyou Mr. Singh! Check karne ki need nahi hai, afterall aap Asia ke No. 1 business hai. Mere hazaar rupay churaakar aapko kya hi mil jaayega." - I said with a smile

[ Ahh...ok thank you Mr. Singh! There is no need to check, after all you are Asia's No. 1 business. What will you get by stealing my thousand rupees?]

He started laughing out loud, I was surprised because Rachit never laughs even don't smiles then why is he laughing?

"Aap hanste bhi hai?" - I asked carelessly

"Ji??? Kaun nahi hanstaa???" - He too asked me, confused

"Abbb...nahi koi nahi! Woh Rachit nahi hansta hai na toh mujhe lagaa aap bhi nahi hanste honge." - I replied with a forced smile

"Rachit? Woh kaun hai?? Aur woh kyon nahi hansta???" - He questioned (confused again)

"Koi nahi! Ignore!" - I replied

"Leave, ab aap thik hai? Agar aapko kisi chiz ki need hai toh mujhe bataa sakti hai." - He asked with a sweet gesture

"Aapki!!!!" - I replied, lost in him

"Wait...what???" - He (confused)

"Me-mera matlab tha ki aapki-aapki-haan aapki car mein mera suitcase hai naa woh de dijiye." - I quickly replied, handling my stupid words, thoughts and fvcked situation.

"Hmm....I guess dimag par chot ka jyada asar huaa hai tabhi kuch bhi bol rahi hai aap. Well, chaliye main aapko drop kar dungaa." - He said, while standing

"Waise aap mujhse shaadi nahi karoge kyaa?" - I questioned, this time with my full consciousness

"Haaa?? Aap kyaa kuch bhi kah rahi hai? Main kyon aapse shaadi karungaa?" - He questioned too (confused and shocked)

"Are main aapki car se takraai naa? Aisa hee hota hai, mujh gareeb ne aapki car gandi kar di naa? Ab aap mujhse shaadi karke badlaa nahi loge kya?" - I replied with a pretty cool smile

[ Arey, I collide with your car right? This is what happens, poor me made your car dirty? Now won't you take revenge by marrying me?]

"Mujhe lagta hai aapke dimag mein bahut gehri chot lagi hai, woh sirf ek accident tha. Kisi ke takraane se car gandi ho jaati hai kyaa? Even agar koi badaa accident ho jaata toh mujhe jail ho jaati." - He said with a confused expression

[ I think you have suffered a very deep injury in your mind, that was just an accident. Does a car get dirty due to someone's collision? Even if a big accident had happened, I would have been prisoned ]

"Lekin yaar aisa thodi hota hai, Rachit aur Kiya ki bhi shaadi aise hi hui thi. Aapko badlaa lena chahiye mujhse maine aapki car se takraakar aapka time waste kiya, aap ab meri zindagi waste kar do." - I said, making a baby face

[ But yaar, this is not what happens. Rachit and Kiya's marriage were also like this. You should take revenge from me. I wasted your time by hitting with your car, now you waste my life.]

"Haan??? Are you even in your sense or not??? Aapko khud bhi sunaai de rha hai aap kyaa bol rahi hai? Main kyon aapki zindagi waste karungaa?" - He (confused)

"Ok leave, tell me your address I'll drop you there." - He

"Main yahaan nahi rehti, yahaan mera hostel hai. Main delhi jaa rahi thi aur aapse takraa gayi." - My smile widen with my last words

"Mujhse nahi Panchhi ji, meri car se" - He (leaning a little on my face)

"Haan ek hee baat hai, waise bhi ab meri train nikal gayi hai ticket ke paise kaun dega bataaiye." - I (hesitated)

"Main bhjiwaa dungaa ticket ab adress dijiye aur chaliye mujhe bhi ghar jaana hai" - He (standing straight)

"Ok chaliye, car mein address deti hoon" - I (wry face)

I stepped down from bed, he holds my left hand. My breathing stopped, heart started beating faster than a bullet train. My stomach full of zoo instead of butterflies.

"Chaliye, aap mujhe itna kyon ghur rahi hai Panchhi ji?" - He asked looking at me

"Abbb haan, chal-chaliye! Waise mera haath.....?" - I said immediately

"Taaki aapke dimag par lagaa chot asar naa kare aur aap mujhe chhodkar kisi aur disha mein naa chal de" - He (laughed)

"Aap chaahenge toh humesha ke liye aapki hi disha mein chalungi" - I (losted)

"Accha? Filhaal car tak chalkar test dijiye, aage ka phir sochunga" - He (laughed)

I blushed so hard that it becomes impossible to hide it from him, he takes me towards door with him.

We both were sitting in his car, I was lost in my own thoughts while looking out of the window.

"Kyaa yaar! Itna handsome fictional man type aadmi mila aur ek bhi quality Rachit ki nahi hai."

I came out of my thought because he was shaking my left shoulder, I looked at him, confused. He asked -

"Aap kahaan kho jaati hai? Main tab se aapka address puchh rhaa hoon."

"Nahi kahi bhi nahi." - Saying this, I gave the driver my hostel's address.

"Accha waise aapko ladkiyo se chidh nahi hoti kyaa?" - I asked Mr. Singh with curiosity

"Mujhe kyon ladkiyo se chidh hogi? Mere ghar mein itni aurtein hai." - He replied

"Yeh quality bhi nahi hai inme." - I thought while looking again outside.

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Agam's POV

I entered the mansion,lost in the nonsense talks of Panchhi. I was walking lost in my own world, smiling. Baai saa called me out -

"Kahaan chale jaa rahe hai bhai saa? Chehre ki muskaan kaa raaz toh bataate jaaiye."

I came out of my thoughts, I remembered that I was smiling for no reason. My whole family was looking at me, actually not to me but my smile more which is being hard to hide from them to me.

"Main kahaan muskuraa rha hoon, aap aankhein check karwaa lijiye." - I said to baai saa, making myself calm

"Woh toh hum sab dekh hi rahe hai devar saa, apni dhun mein chale jaa rahe hai bas." - Bhaabhi saa teased me

"Mujhe toh lagtaa hai bhai saa meri dusri bhabhi saa dhundh chuke hai" - Baai saa said with laugh

"Ai-aisa kuch bhi nahi hai baai saa, aap logo ko shaadi ke alawa kuch nahi sujhtaa kya?" - I said, while sitting on sofa

"Sujhtaa hai naa, tumhara award. Tum toh award ceremony mein gaye the na phir khaali haath kyon ho?" - Maa saa said with a caring smile

[ It seems, it is your award. You did go to the award ceremony, then why are you empty handed? ]

"Arey haan! Award car mein hai, main Rajiv se mangwaata hoon." - I said

I called Rajiv over phone, my personal bodyguard. He came with my award in a few minutes, everyone started seeing my Asia's No. 1 businessman award one by one with so much appraisal.

"Aakhir beta kiska hai, Arnav Singh ka" - Baba saa said with so much proud on himself for being my father.

"Main kamre mein jaa raha hoon, fresh hona hai mujhe." - I said moving towards stairs.

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Panchhi's POV

I was sitting on my hostel bed, there was book in my hand but Mr. Singh's face was in my mind. Easty (Poorvi), my roommate but sister from another mother more, snaps her fingers infront of my beautiful face -

"Oh madam, Rachit ke khayaalo se baahr aa jao. Woh exam mein pass karaane nahi aane waala."

"Rachit nahi yaar, Mr. Singh" - I said (carelessly)

"Nahi mera matlab, woh mere ek naye professor hai unki baat kar rahi hoon" - I immediately quoted diverting the topic, before she could tease me.

"Beech saal mein naye professor??? Kuch toh gadbad hai puchki!!!! Chal bataa kaun hai yeh Mr. Singh??" - She (doubtfully)

"Kahi mere sach ke hone waale jija ji toh nahi, kahaan mile? Photo hai??? Accha naam kya hai???" - She (excitedly)

"Arey apne dimag ke ghode daudaane bandkar easty, koi jija ji nahi hai tere. Yaar sirf shaqal se Rachit ki vibe aati hai, warna kuch Rachit jaisa nahi hai." - I answered with a cry baby face

[ Hey, stop running your brain, you don't have any brother-in-law. Only the face gives the vibe of Rachit, otherwise there is nothing like Rachit in him ]

"Kyaa matlab???" - She (confused)

I started telling her the whole story of the hospital, although I had already told her how I got hurt.

"Tu sach me bewdi hi hai kyaa? Sab mein Rachit dhundhegi toh single mar jaayegi, ho sakta hai woh Rachit se bhi acche ho." - She, patting my head frustratedly.

[ Are you really a fool? If you search for Rachit among all of them, you will die alone, it is possible that he is even better than Rachit ]

"Lekin mujhe Rachit hi chahiye, woh mard hi kyaa jo Rachit naa ho" - I (dramatically)

"Mar jaa saali" - She (irritatedly)

"Arey to tu mujhe maar degi, woh bhi uske liye jise tu jaanti bhi nahi? Waise bhi kahaan woh Asia ka No. 1 businessman, kahaan main Delhi ki chhoti-chhoti galiyo mein rehne waali" - I (wry face)

[ Oh so you will kill me, that too for the one whom you don't even know? Anyway, where is he, Asia's No. 1 businessman, where did I, living in small lanes of Delhi ]

"Kyaa baat kar rahi hai? Woh Asia ka No. 1 businessman hai? Abe toh tere novels mein bhi to yehi hota,"RICH X POOR" trope." - She (excitedly)

"Hainnn??? Yeh kaun saa trope hai madam??? Maine toh aaj tak aisa koi trope nahi suna naa padhaa hai." - I (dramatically)

"Gaur karegi toh saare novels ka pehle trope yehi hai, bas koi likhtaa nahi hai. Warna khud dekh mostly har novel mein ladki gareeb dukhiyaari hai aur aadmi richie rich. Upar se mafia king, asli mafia ko dekh le naa toh ulti aa jaaye tujhe upar se mafia sirf kitaabo mein hee acche hote, asli waale aa jaaye naa toh fat ke chaar ho jaaye." - She (laughed)

[ If you notice carefully, this is the first trope of all the novels, but nobody writes it. See yourself, in almost every novel, the girl is poor and miserable and the man is richie rich. Instead of all that all are mafia kings, if you see the real mafia then you will vomit. Mafias are good only in books, if the real ones come then you will be in trouble. ]

"Bas karegi?? Jab dekho reality check dena shuru kar deti hai" - I said while making face

"Padhaai kar le, Rachit ke khyaali pulaao pakaane se naa tu cardiologist banegi naa tera ghar chalega." - She, moving towards her bed

I close the book and keep it on the night stand. I have to go to Delhi tomorrow evening. Easty, my dearest bestie, we have been together since childhood but only I came into the book world.

Sometimes I think that if I had not started reading novels, my life would have been so much easier. Easty ka sahi hai, she neither reads novels nor dreams of fictional men. Here I am, who even has dreams of fictional men. God knows what will happen to me. Ahhh....good night.

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Agam's POV

I was sitting on the bed and working on my laptop, baai saa came inside, said -

"Bhai saa, yeh lijiye aapka dhoodh." - she put the glass on night stand

"Thankyou baai saa" - I said, working on my laptop

"Yeh tik-tik band kijiye, maa saa ne kahaa hai jaldi so jaaiye kal hum sab Delhi jaa rahe hai." - She told

"Delhi?? Kyon???" - I asked (confused)

"Aapke liye patni, haweli ki dusri bahuraani aur mere liye bhabhi saa dekhne." - She (teased)

"Again??? Aap log kitni ladkiyaan dekhenge?" - I (tired voice)

"To aapki galti hai na? Itni ladkiyaan dekhi, aapko koi pasand hi nahi aati. Yeh bhi nahi ki love marriage ka bhi koi scene ho." - She (dramatically)

[ So it is your fault, right? You have seen so many girls, but you do not like any of them. There is not even a scene of love marriage ]

"Huhhh.....aapki complain register kar li gayi hai ab aap jaakar vishram kijiye." - I (laughed)

"Ok, good night bhai saa" - She (smiled)

"Good night baai saa" - I said with a smile

She lived, my mind again hit Panchhi's face.

"Thodi azeeb thi, par cute thi. Aur kya bol rahi thi azeeb-azeeb si chize, yeh hansta hai woh nahi hansta. Unka number nahi liya, koi baat nahi kal hostel jaate hai." - I said to myself

[ She was a little strange, but cute. And what was she saying, strange things, this one laughs, that one doesn't. I didn't take her number, doesn't matter I'll go to hostel tomorrow.]

I put my laptop on the night stand and picked up the glass, after finishing the milk I lay down comfortably on the bed.

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Panchhi's POV

I was packing my suitcase once again, easty while looking at me, panickly -

"Puchki jaldi kar aaj bhi train chhodegi kya?"

"Kar rahi hoon yarr, tu kyon tension le rahi hai? Sab kuch toh pack hi hai bas main check kar rahi hoon." - I replied

"Arey punya aatma khaana liya?" - She asked

"Kyaa karna hai khaana lekar, raat tak pahunch hi jaaungi" - I, looking at her

"Nahi nahi, tu baahr ka kuch nahi khaayegi akeli jaa rahi hai kisi ne kuch de diya to? Aisa karte hai phir market chalte hai, kal wala chips kurkure to hum khaa gaye." - She

[ No no, you will not eat anything from outside, you are going alone, what if someone gave you suspicious? Let's go to the market, we ate yesterday's chips and kurkure ]

"Arey easty yaar, woh warden phir chik-chik karegi?" - I (wry face)

"Kuch nahi yarr, aunty se baat hi karegi na karwaa denge" - She, while dragging me towards door

We both came out of our hostel, or should I call it jail? The warden and guards suspect everyone as if we are going to commit a crime. Leave!!!

"Panchhi ji" - Mr. Singh called me

I and Easty turned our head and looked towards his car, He was sitting in the back seat of his car and watching us from the window. I was shocked because if the warden had seen him with me, she would have definitely make it a gossip at my home.

He gestured me with his hand to come closer, I nodded my head in a big no and pointed out towards guard of my jail I mean hostel. I gestured him to come to the next street and holding easty's hand, I walked in that direction too.

"Kaun hai be yeh?" - Easty asked

"Yeh wahi Mr. Singh hai, jinki wajah se train chali gayi meri." - I replied, looking at her

"Sachhhi, haaye kitne handsome hai. Mera jija banaa de puchki, please" - She (over excited)

Mr. Singh's car stopped ahead of us, I went near his car with Easty. He said with a smile, looking at me -

"Sorry aise aana padaa, actually main aapse hi milne aaya tha but aapke hostel waalo ne milne nahi diya. Waise aap kahaan jaa rahi hai?"

[ Sorry I had to come like this, actually I had come to meet you but your hostel's guard did not let me meet you. By the way where are you going?]

"Hum market jaa rahe hai, aap chahe toh ise le jaa sakte hai." - Easty (excitedly)

"Kya le jaa sakte hai? Dimag kaam nahi karta to chup rehnaa." - I, while staring her

"Waise main aapko chhod sakta hoon, agar aap thik samjhe." - Mr. Singh told me politely

"Abbb nahi, 5 minute hi to dur hai market hum chale jaayenge. Waise aap mujhse kyon milne aaye the?" - I asked

"Haan woh......bas aise hi......aapko ticket mil gayi?" - He (hesitated)

"Haan!!!" - I replied

"Waise agar aapke pass time ho to hum cafe chale?" - He asked (hesitated)

"Haan haan! Bilkul le jaaiye, main hostel wapas jaa rahi hoon" - Easty again (over excited)

"Kya le jaaiye?" - I pat on her head (frustrated)

"Agar aapko bura na lage to yeh pagal bhi aa jaaye, thoda jyada bolti hai bas waise bahut acchi hai." - I told to Mr. Singh

"Ofcourse, please." - He (laughed)

He came out of his car and opened the door for us like a gentleman. Easty quickly goes inside so that I get to sit in the middle, finally she proved her friendship by giving me a chance to sit next to a handsome man.

Again my blush was becoming hard to hide from him, I went inside and sat down and waited for Mr. Singh to sit. I was not able to hide my blush, but suddenly it disappeared completely because Mr. Singh sat on the passenger seat.

He poured water on all my thoughts, I looked towards easty. She too was looking at me with regret afterall she understood the condition of my heart. The happiness that was on my face a while ago suddenly turned into a cry baby face, She held my hand and rubbed it politely, gave me sympathy through her eyes.

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