"Nahi, he never used the train's washroom. Jab bhi train me rehte hain, he waits for the station taaki wahan washroom use kare," Arav said casually, shaking his head with an amused smirk as he addressed the group.
"Why?" Siya asked, unable to contain her curiosity. She raised an eyebrow, genuinely wondering why Darsh avoided the train's washroom.
"Arre, I don't know aap sab kaise chale jate ho! Chii! Next station kab aayega?" Darsh replied dramatically, with an exaggerated shudder, making everyone around him laugh. He looked utterly disgusted, as if the very thought of using the train's facilities was beyond him.
"In 15 minutes, your highness," Shashwat replied in a mocking tone, mimicking the grandeur Darsh had just used. He leaned back in his seat, sipping his drink, his eyes dancing with amusement.
The teasing atmosphere continued to build, but then Siya shifted the focus to something more interesting. She leaned forward, her arms crossed over her chest, her gaze switching from Darsh to Ritika.
"Vaise, ye aap log ke kya chochle hain? Kabhi achanak se Jammu mein destination wedding, kabhi Himachal Pradesh mein pre-wedding shoot. Aapko papa se dar var nahi lagta kya?" Siya asked, a playful smirk tugging at her lips as she glanced at Ritika, who was seated next to her.
The group fell into a comfortable silence, all looking at Ritika, waiting for her explanation. They were traveling to Himachal Pradesh first, before heading to Jammu for Ritika's pre-wedding shoot. It was a bit of a detour, but the excitement in the air was palpable.
"Arre pehle Jammu mein hi decide hua tha...par I searched a lot about these stuffs toh pata chala Himachal is more better. Aur wo ussi raaste mein hai na," Ritika explained, shrugging casually. She didn't mind the teasing; after all, it was all in good fun. "Aur papa se darne ki kya baat hai? Wo khud maanenge the," she added confidently, her tone lighthearted yet firm. She knew her father would go along with her plans, as always.
"Menhga log menhge shauk," Siya taunted, her lips curving into a grin. Her comment was playful, but it didn't go unnoticed that Ritika's plans involved a bit more extravagance than the average person.
"Teri shadi hogi tab dekhti hun kitna kam kharcha karegi. Aur mummy log toh khush hi hain na, wo vaise bhi ghumna chahti thi," Ritika shot back, a teasing gleam in her eyes. She wasn't going to let Siya's jab slide without a witty response. "After all, when it's your turn, we'll see how much you manage to keep the costs down. And, of course, mummy is happy-she's always wanted to travel."
The train came to a halt amidst the crisp morning air of Himachal Pradesh. The group, still groggy but excited, freshened up and brushed their teeth before gathering their luggage and stepping off the train. The sight of the surrounding hills and the pleasant chill in the air immediately energized them.
"Chalo, ab hotel dekhte hain," Naman announced, adjusting his jacket and looking around.
" Bade apa, aap rehne dijiye. Ham log jaake dekhte hain," Arav suggested confidently, gesturing toward himself and the rest of the youngsters.
Harsh raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Arre, bache ho, kho jaoge!"
Everyone burst into laughter, with Siya and Divya clutching their stomachs.
"Papa, maana ki aap log abhi bhi fit and young dikhte hain, par iska yeh matlab thodi hai ki ham abhi bhi bache hain," Ritika replied, grinning.
"Yeh abhi bhi wahi samajhte hain, tabhi to chips lekar aaye the aur sabko distribute kar rahe the," Tara teased, nudging Harsh.
"Acha, acha, jao tum log. Sab sambhal lena," Harsh said, waving them off.
The group rolled their suitcases toward the hotel area, chatting animatedly about the trip and the cool breeze brushing past them.
After a short walk, they found a cozy hotel and checked in. The rooms were warm and inviting, with a view of the hills. Everyone dropped their bags and plopped down on the beds to relax.
"Abhi toh kuch kaam hai nahi. Aaj kya karein?" Siya asked, yawning as she stretched her arms.
"Uncle-aunty log toh chale gaye ghoomne. Hame dekhbhal karne ke liye yeh sab set kar diya," Akash said, rolling his eyes dramatically.
"Ye log bhi abhi bhi hame bachon ki tarah treat karte hain....ghoomne mat nikal jaana hamare Bina kho jaoge Varna." Darsh said shaking his head.
"Chalo dance karte hain." Siya said, sitting upright.
"Haan maza ayega." Richa said clapping her hands.
"Dance?!" Reyansh said, raising an eyebrow. "Inn log ka sahi hai. Ham log toh dance bhi nahi kar sakte, pagal lagenge."
"Mai toh kar lunga!" Darsh said with a smirk. "Bhabhi, aap bas start karo koi gana."
"Mai bhi karunga." Akash added.
"Haan, tum log bhi aao," Ritika chimed in.
"Nahi nahi jarurat nahi hai." Shashwat said with a mock smile.
Siya took out her phone and connected it to the portable speaker they carried. Siya was busy scrolling through her playlist when the girls gathered around her, peeking into her phone screen with curious expressions.
"Konsa laga rahi?" Richa asked, leaning in closer.
"Tinku Jiya," Siya replied casually, still scrolling.
Ritika made a face. "Arre yaar, Bhojpuri laga na bhai!" she said excitedly.
"Konsa?" Arushi asked, raising an eyebrow.
Kanak grinned mischievously. "Marad nahi matha ka darad!" she suggested.
"Nahi, heroin vala," Arushi insisted.
Siya snapped her fingers as she remembered a song. "Arre, wo vala 'Tohre Rajaji Ke Dilwa Tut Jaayi'!" she exclaimed.
Ritika sighed dramatically. "Bore ho tum sab! Mai lagati hun," she declared, taking Siya's phone from her hands before anyone could protest.
With a triumphant smirk, she played a full-on Bhojpuri item song, and the energetic beats filled the air.
Akash and Darsh, who had confidently stepped forward to join the dance, froze mid-step the moment the Bhojpuri beats hit their ears. Their enthusiasm evaporated instantly, and their feet automatically retreated as if controlled by some invisible force. Without a word, they quietly sank back into their places.
Shashwat, watching the entire scene unfold, smirked. "Ho gaya? Jaa ke naach le," he teased, raising an eyebrow at them.
Darsh, still recovering from the shock, turned to him with a blank face. "Mujhe laga 'Chikni Chameli' pe nachenge," he said in a deadpan tone.
The entire group erupted into laughter as the girls continued their crazy Bhojpuri dance, while Akash and Darsh sat still, clearly traumatized by their own decision to participate.
Chita jawani ke ude da ho
Manwa se manwa ke jude da ho
Aaj sute da chadariya taan ke
Taan ke... Taan ke..
Divya starts with a sharp hip twist and hand push in the air spinning around in a circle. Siya puts one hand on her hip and sways her body with small knee bends while lifting the other hand to swipe through her hair dramatically. Ritika moves her body to the beat, flicking her wrists with each taunt in the song, pretending to throw the "chadariya" over her shoulder. Arushi does playful hip rolls while shaking her shoulders, bringing out her confidence, and spinning in the middle. Richa starts by lifting one leg in a knee-high kick while alternating arm movements, bringing one hand to her waist and the other flailing out to the side. Kanak adds some body rolls, twisting her torso to the music with fluid arm motions. She twirls around dramatically at the "taan ke."
Toot jayi raja ji...
Toot jayi rajaji palang sagwan ke
Toot jai rajaji palang sagwaan ke
Richa starts with a dramatic body wave with a sudden drop on the floor, mimicking a crash as the bed "breaks." Siya does a quick stomping step on the beat and then throws her body into a quick shimmy from left to right. Ritika a fast-paced knee lift with both arms extended outward, pretending to "break" the bed by hitting the air with her fists. Kanak dances with an exaggerated hip swing, jumping and bringing her arms up in a high arch to emphasize the "toot" sound. Divya steps forward, swishing her arms overhead and sliding back as if moving away from the crumbling "palang." Arushi spins around quickly, tossing her head back, as if the bed was falling apart with her wild movements.
Ae Chhuye da badan ke
Dekha na cotton ke
Chadar bicha dihni...
Balam ji man pighla dihni
Palang par jhuluha jhula... dihni...
Divya Starts with a circular arm motion and grabs her body as if feeling the heat, then does a hip roll towards Richa and lifts her leg as if kicking the "chadar" away. Ritika Swirls her arms outward and pretends to smooth out the cotton around her, pushing and pulling imaginary sheets, then dances like the "palang" is swaying beneath her. Siya Does a playful head tilt and hand movements around her face as if being caressed by the "chadar," then spins around in a circle. Kanak Slowly does a sexy side-to-side step, holding her hand to her heart, as if feeling the heat of the moment and hitting the beat with sharp hand motions. Richa Gently rubs her hands together, pretending to smooth out the cotton, then twists her body dramatically and catches her breath as she swings her arms side to side. Arushi Moves her body fluidly from side to side, creating a wave motion, before gently twirling to symbolize the "palang" swinging.
Badiyaar baate bed aawa phan ke
Phan ke... Phan ke...
Toot jaai rajaji...
Toot jaai rajaji palang sagwan ke
Toot jaai rajaji palang saagwaan ke..
Siya Does a quick snap of the head and then slides into a powerful squat, mimicking the bed breaking. She follows with an energetic arm thrust to the beat. Richa Jumps into the air on the "phanke" part, landing into a wide stance, then swirls her hands around as if tearing something apart. Arushi does a dramatic jump and spin, landing in a pose where she throws her hands up like she's trying to "catch" the broken pieces of the bed. Kanak Shimmies across the stage in a looping motion and throws one arm up, then moves in a sassy pose at the "toot jaai" part. Ritika Moves in a tight rhythm, pushing her hands out with each beat, then leans back and kicks one leg up as she throws her arms to the side. Divya Does a playful drop to the floor and then bounces up energetically, using both hands to dramatically swish through the air, like sweeping the broken pieces.
Bane da besharmi
Dehiya mein garmi
Paaithe laagi ho...
Ae kamariya aaithe laagi ho
Nase nas baithe laagi ho
Divya Twists her body while rolling her hips and raising one leg, doing a fast, rhythmic shimmy as the energy picks up. Ritika Mimics a sizzling motion, throwing her head back and doing some sharp body movements, pulling in her abs. Siya Swings her hips to the side and then spins dramatically, rolling her shoulders to each beat as she gets into a seductive stance. Kanak Twirls quickly, shakes her head, and picks up speed in her footwork, bouncing energetically in place. Richa Does a seductive wave, shifting her weight between her legs and grinding her hips while moving to the beat. Arushi Finally lets loose, doing a fast turn, hip sways, and pumping fist in the air as she gives off major energy. As the song reaches its peak, Divya, Ritika, Siya, Kanak, Richa, and Arushi go wild with energy and dance crazily, laughing and enjoying the moment.
The boys were sitting completely traumatized by the wild energy of the girls. They glance at each other, eyes wide, realizing they're witnessing something... extremely intense.
Reyansh's eyebrows shoot up in disbelief.. He awkwardly glances to the side, making eye contact with Shashwat, who seems just as perplexed. Reyansh shakes his head slowly, trying to process the energy of the situation, but his face is a mix of fascination and horror.
Shashwat's jaw practically drops as Siya spins around with wild abandon, her movements more exaggerated than he expected. His eyes widen with each exaggerated hip thrust and spin, and he shifts uncomfortably in his seat, unsure whether to laugh or cover his face. He shoots a quick look at Arav, who is equally caught off guard.
Arav tries to maintain composure, but the sheer intensity of the girls' moves has him staring in disbelief. His hands are awkwardly clasped together as he tries to keep from laughing nervously. His eyes flick nervously from Ritika to Richa as they rock the dance floor, his face a portrait of pure discomfort. He even glances at Vihaan, who looks just as dumbfounded.
Darsh's expression can only be described as a mix of confusion and terror. His lips are pursed tightly, and he looks like he's trying to hold in a laugh that might be considered too inappropriate for the moment.
Akash, already slightly flustered, is in utter shock. His eyes dart between the girls, unsure whether he should be embarrassed for them or impressed by their fearless dancing.
Vihaan is practically frozen. His eyes are as wide as saucers as he stares at the girls moving wildly to the beat. Every sudden drop or twirl makes his eyes grow wider, At some point, his hands cover his eyes.
Ritika, sitting comfortably on the bed, noticed their expressions, wide eyes, slightly open mouths, and complete silence. She raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Kya hai? Bhoot dekh liya kya?" she asked, swinging her legs playfully.
The boys exchanged glances, still processing what they had just witnessed.
"Tum log ko yahi sab gaana milta hai?" Arav finally spoke, his voice filled with disbelief.
Siya, who was still catching her breath from all the dancing, pouted. "Arre, itna mast gaana to hai!"
Ritika grinned mischievously and started singing loudly, dramatically moving her hands in the air:
"Toot jaye raja ji..."
The moment she said that, all the boys flinched.
"BAS BAS, BHABHI! Ek baar sun liya tha hamne," Shashwat shouted, covering his ears as if it would erase the song from his memory.
Vihaan shook his head, looking up at the ceiling. "Bhai, kaan se khoon nikal raha hai."
Darsh sighed dramatically. "Mujhe to adha smajh hi nahi aaya"
Akash, still looking shaken, turned to Darsh. "Bhai, humne kya galti ki jo yeh sab sunna pada?"
Reyansh, rubbing his temples, mumbled. "Ek to kitna tej hota hai ye bhojpuri songs sar dard ho jata hai.."
Ritika burst into laughter. "Avarage topper behaviour...aur tum log itne overacting kyun kar rahe ho?!"
Arushi nodded. "Exactly! Maza nahi aaya kya?"
Kanak smirked. "Acha chalo next gaana lagayein?"
The boys collectively gasped in horror and shook their heads violently.
"Nahi! Bilkul nahi!" Akash said, standing up as if ready to run away.
"Agar agla gaana bhi Bhojpuri item song hua na to main is room se bhaag jaunga," Reyansh warned, raising his hands in surrender.
The girls laughed uncontrollably, while the boys sat there, regretting all their life choices.
The night had settled over the hotel terrace, a gentle breeze brushing against the group as they gathered around, the dim glow of the outdoor lights casting a soft ambiance. The terrace was spacious, offering a view of the distant mountains and the quiet city below. Everyone was in high spirits, with laughter and playful arguments filling the air.
The game of Passing the Parcel was about to begin, but as usual, getting everyone to agree on who would play was proving to be more challenging than the game itself.
"Guys, calm down... Mai kar deti hun. Tum sab khelo," Kanak said, raising her hand with a dramatic flair, trying to restore some peace. She sat back, her arms crossed, and looked at the group with an exasperated but amused expression.
"But... kyun?" Siya asked, her eyes narrowing playfully as she shot a glare toward Darsh, who was still avoiding the game. "Ye jayega na," she added, pointing at him accusingly, as if he was the one holding up the fun.
"Mai nahi jaa raha, aap hi jao," Darsh retorted with a nonchalant shrug, clearly not interested in the game. He leaned back in his chair, looking as if the last thing he wanted was to run around with the parcel.
Siya, not ready to let him off the hook so easily, leaned forward, crossing her arms. "Dekh, tu chota hai, chala jaa, chup chap," she said, giving him an authoritative look. The playful banter between them had become a common thing, and Darsh knew that trying to avoid her now was a losing battle.
"Chote toh ye dono bhi hain," Darsh added, pointing towards Divya and Vihaan, who were seated across from him.
Kanak, sensing the attention now shifting towards her, waved her hands dismissively. "Arre, really, I don't want to play, tum sab khelo," she said, her voice light and carefree.
The familiar voices of Tara, Kirti, Ishika, and Shreya rang through the air, signaling their arrival.
"Tum sab abhi bhi yahin ho? Jao so jao jaldi sab! Kal subah mandir chalna hai na... Shashwat ke liye hawan rakhwaya hai," Kirti said with a slight scolding tone as she walked towards the group, shaking her head in mock disapproval.
Shashwat, who had been engrossed in the game, raised an eyebrow. "Kyun?" he asked, clearly surprised by her sudden announcement.
Kirti smiled softly, her eyes twinkling with humor. "Tu hotel pe gaya tha toh maine mannat maangi thi Shiv ji se agar tu sahi salamat vapas aaya toh hawan rakhungi," she explained, her voice a mix of concern and faith. It was clear she had done this for Shashwat's well-being, and he couldn't help but feel a warmth in his chest.
Before he could respond, Arushi, who had been seated in her corner, spoke up in a playful tone, "Kuch der aur mumma... game start hi hua hai."
Tara, rolling her eyes, sat down next to the group with a sigh. "Kya bakwas games khelte rehte ho sab," she said, clearly not as invested in the game as the others but still willing to join in. She crossed her arms and looked at them, her expression a mixture of amusement and disbelief.
The parcel made its rounds, and just as the music stopped suddenly, the pillow was about to pass to Divya from Darsh. However, in a quick, sly move, Darsh passed the pillow to Divya just as the music cut off.
"This is cheating! Isne music band hone ke baad pass kiya," Divya exclaimed, her voice a blend of mock outrage and playfulness. She looked at Darsh, clearly not amused by his tactics.
"Haan, I also saw that," Ishika chimed in, now fully invested in the game and eager to add to the fun. She was quick to jump on Darsh's slip-up, pointing it out in a teasing tone.
Darsh smirked, not at all fazed by the accusations. "Chal jhuthi kahin ki, khud haarne lago toh yahi hota hai," he said, mocking Divya's protest with a laugh. His tone was light, clearly enjoying the back-and-forth with her.
"Haan, he is right. Divya ke paas tha pillow," Tara added, nodding along with Darsh, her voice dripping with mock seriousness. "Chhup ke cheati karne ki koshish kar rahi ho," she teased.
"Ek baar phir se karo accha," Kirti suggested, the laughter in her voice mixing with the playful atmosphere as she motioned for them to restart the game.
With the new arrivals now seated among them, the group was ready to get back to their game. Tara, Kirti, Ishika, and Shreya joined in enthusiastically, each of them adding their own unique
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