♡ 23 ♡ Rhea Bani Budhiya

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The following days of them went hectic, busy with practice, studying and staying back at school. One day is left before the independence day, Krish took a seat tiredly as sweat covered his forehead, dripping.

Yash looked at him and laughed. "Tired? Already?" Krish nodded before laying on the grass, relaxing. Krish turned his face on left side to Karan lying beside him like a lifeless dying cat. No moment at all.

"Budhapa aa gaya hain tujhe." Yash mocked him, sitting beside him.

[You have gotten old.]

Krish scoffed and sat up, wiping sweat. "We are practicing continously for one hour and we still have to more." He winced.

"Because independence day is tomorrow and we have to perfect." Yash said, chuckling while glancing at Karan who still hasn't moved a little.

"Bhai tujhe NDA join karna hain aur Indian navy mein jana. Tu toh abhi se practice karle." Krish said.

[Dude you want to NDA and become Indian Navy so you practice from now on.]

Yash shook his head. "Teri baju mein ek baar check kar, zinda hain voh?" Yash asked, seeing Karan still lying, staring into space and not even blinking once.

[Check beside you, is he alive?]

Krish turned towards Karan, putting his finger under Karan's nose to feel if he is breathing. "Zinda hain par mara pada hain." Krish shook his head.

[He is alive but lying dead.]

Jay walked to them with four water bottles in his hands. He gave one bottle to Krish and then Yash but when it was Karan's turn, he furrowed his eyebrows looking at him then looked at Yash and Krish. "Karan." He quietly called but no response.

Jay drank water from his water bottle in one gulp, emptying it. Then he opened, Karan's water bottle throwing water on his face making him flinch and scream. Karan sat up and wiped the water from his face. "Aese kon pani deta hain."

[Who give water live these.]

Karan extended his hand. "Chal bottle de." Jay lifted two empty bottles in his hands, suggesting that he drank one bottle and emptied other on his face.

[Give me bottle.]

Karan winced and turned towards Yash and Krish, Yash held empty bottle in his hand and Krish, he was drinking and there was still some water left in his bottle. Karan swallow the lump down his throat and looked at Krish in hope that he may leave some water in bottle.

But no Krish drank all the water, he let out a satisfied sighed after drinking while Karan looked at him with bewildered eyes. "Saalon." He muttered under his breath, wincing. "Go and bring another bottle please." He requested to Jay.

Jay didn't said anything and looked back where water bottles were being given, Karan gazed over there to see that all bottles were finished. He facepalmed himself and layed back on the grass, wincing.

He then felt a tug in his arm by Krish. "Kya hain?" He asked, pulling his arm sulking.

[What is it?]

"Upar dekh." Krish said. Karan removed his hand from his face and moved his eyes up to see Anaya standing with a water bottle, Karan didn't move a bit and just blinked looking at her.

Krish nudged him again and then he realized he had been staring at her for a long time. Clearing his throat, he sat up while other chuckled, covering their mouth. Karan turned towards her, still sitting and took the bottle from her hand.

Anaya Unknowingly bended on her knees, her eyes meeting his. She stared at him drinking, no words. He tried to look elsewhere, avoiding meeting her eyes, awkwardly.

Jay, Krish and Yash looked at each other, confusedly as their interaction. They thought of leaving from there, leaving them alone.

But stopped when they heard Rhea shouting. "RUKH!!!" She runned behind Isha with an angry expression while Isha stuck her tongue out and ran away laughing.

"Anaya, catch her." Rhea said to Anaya, who was busy in her moment. "Anaya! Anaya!" She called, bringing her back to reality. "Catch Isha!" She ordered.

Yash let out a frustrated sigh while shaking his head as he is so done with her. Isha ran and hid behind Anaya as Rhea tired to catch them, while Kritika grinned looking at them, she sat beside Yash.

"Kya kar rahe ho tum dono?" Yash asked, standing up.

[What are you both doing?]

Ignoring his words, they both continued their thing. This time Isha moved behind Yash from Anaya, she grabbed Yash's both arm, using him as a shield.

Rhea tired to caught her but failed due to Yash's figure standing infront of her. "Yash, aap samne se hath jaiye." She said, glaring at Isha, who had a teasing smile on her face.

[Yash, move from ahead.]

Instead of moving, Yash freed his arms from Isha's grip and held Rhea by her shoulders, stabling her at one place. Isha quickly took her chance and sat beside Krish and Karan.

"Kya kar rahi ho tum?" Yash asked Rhea, face to face.

[What are you doing?]

Her irritated and enraged expression melted when her eyes came in contact with Yash's, she stayed silent, lost in his eyes as he bore into her eyes.

Yash shook her a bit, bringing her to reality from her dreamland. "Kya kar rahi hu tum? Kyu Ishanvi ke piche padi ho?" He asked, repeating the question.

[What are you doing? Why are you after Ishanvi?"]

"Sh-she is calling me names." She complained, pouting.

"Budhiya!" Isha teased again, laughing.

[Old lady.]

"Haww... look at her." Rhea stomped her feet and was about to go after her but Yash tightened his grip on her shoulders. He turned towards Isha with furrowed eyebrows.

Isha couldn't help but chuckle. "You know that she was hiding her role which she was about to play in drama." Yash nodded. "She is playing the role of old lady, a grandma."

"Yeah, so?" Yash asked, confusedly.

"So nothing, we are calling her budhiya." Isha teased.

Yash turned towards Rhea. "Is that why you are getting angry?" She nodded, folding her arms. "So? Ek toh ek din rumbe baana toh hain." Yash said.

[One day you have to become.]

"Kya?" She asked.

"Budhiya." He answered, making everyone laughed and Rhea scoffed.

Rhea mouth was left open by his reply. "Aap honge budhe, main nahi aur mujhe pasand nahi yeh naam." She folded her arms.

[You will be an old man, not me and I don't like this name.]

Karan saw Rhea's irritation with the name. "Isha, don't." He said, giving an eye to her to which she nodded.

"But still imagine, tomorrow we will see Rhea wearing saree with her white hairs, glasses and she will be walking like an old person with a stick. A perfect budhiya." Isha laughed.

This time Rhea moved from Yash's grip, running after Isha while she hid behind Krish who was just laughing.

"Rhea, Rhea." Yash called, holding her wrist to stop her. "Stop now, go and practice." He said. "Look they are looking calling you." He pointed far away where other drama members were waiting for her.

Rhea made a punch sign to Isha before walking away with stomping feet.

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Krish arrived home, tired as he dropped his bag on the sofa walking inside the Kitchen to see her mother being dressed up. He looked at her with curiosity. "Aap itne saj dhaj se kaha ja rahe ho?"

[Where are you going being all pretty up?]

"Oh... Krish, you came." His mother said, spinning to see him. "Go and get ready fasttt." His mom said, pushing him out of the kitchen.

"Why?" He asked.

"Hum tere bhai ke liye ladki dekhne ja rahe hain." His mother answered making Krish shock as he looked at her with wide eyes.

"And you are telling me this now?" He scoffed.

"Sorry beta, it was decided long back but never got chance to tell you since you were busy with practice and studied." His mother smiled, softly. "I forgot telling you this."

"Aap mujhe bolna bhul gaye the ya mujhe hi bhul gaye the?" He asked, folding his arms.

"Beta, we will discuss all this later. Now go and get ready, we are getting late." His mother shooed him away before walking inside the kitchen again.

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The Mehta family emerged from the car. "Let's go." Radhika, Krish's mother said, walking with her husband and boys stayed behind. Krish nudged Kabir's arm, making him look at him and Krish gave him teasing smile.

Kabir shook his head and fixed his attire. "Bhabhi se mil rahe hain toh of course accha dikhna hota hain, Krish." Parth said, teasing Kabir.

[We are meeting sister-in-law then of course he needs to look handsome.]

Kabir rolled his eyes and started walking to match his pace with his parents while Krish and Parth followed them, chuckling.

After a while, they all settled on sofa, Kabir sat in between Krish and Parth with a charming and polite smile on his face as the girl's parent's sat infront of them, talking to their parents.

When the girl's mom called her daughter. "Preeti!"

"Aayi Maa!" A sweet voice emerged from upstairs, soon a girl wearing dark blue flared kurti came down, her hairs open and make up done lightly. Behind her, another girl followed, seeing her Krish's, Parth's and Kabir's eyes widened.

"Kritika!" The boys said in unison, she looked at up and was surprised to see them here. "Bhaiyas!"

"Aap log ek dusre ko jante ho?" Preeti asked.

[You all know each other?]

Kritika nodded. "Krish bhaiya is my friend and he studies in my school."

"Par tum Preeti ko kaise janti ho?" Kabir asked.

[But how do you know Naina?]

"She is my cousin." Kritika answered, making them amused. "Ohhh!! Matlab Kabir bhaiya aap mere jiju banenge." She exclaimed, excitedly.

[Ohhh!! Means Kabir bhaiya you will be my brother-in-law.]

Kabir's face turned bright red as he looked away trying to hide his flusteredness.

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"Toh as per the muhurat, should we arrange the wedding by the end of November?" Radhika asked the priest, who held birth chart of Kabir and Preeti in his hands.

Everyone agreed to them, but Krish stood up. "Maa, I will have my preboards during that time."

"Toh tu shadi attend maat karna." Kabir said, shrugging his shoulder only to receive a slap on his arm by Krish. Everyone laughed.

[Then don't attend the wedding.]

"Aese main aapki shadi attend na karu." Krish scoffed.

[How can I not attend your wedding.]

"Krish, don't worry, we will manage." Radhika said, reassuring him. Her husband turned towards Preeti's parents. "We will start the arrangements from on so we won't face any problem during near time." They nodded. "Now... we will leave Samdhiji." He said, standing up before shaking hands.

Meanwhile Krish and Parth tugged Kabir. "Bhabhi ko bye keh dijiye." Krish said to Kabir, waving bye to Preeti who was smiling.

[Bid goodbye to sister-in-law.]

Kabir knew that he is going to teased a lot from her brothers for next months, so he was already prepared for it. Kabir turned towards Preeti and mouthed bye and started talking with eyes.

"Aakhon aankhon mein baatein ho rahi hain." Parth said, putting his arm on Krish shoulder.

[They are talking with eyes.]

Ignoring their teasing Kabir continued talking and mouthed a sweet nothing making Preeti blush and smile.

After a final goodbye, he turned towards his brothers who were busy staring at them. "Kya dekh rahe ho?"

[What are you looking?]

"Bas yehi ki aap bhabhi se Kitna pyaar karte ho aur hum dono toh aap lesson le rahe hain taki future mein hume kaam aaye. Kyu Krish?" Parth said, as Krish agreed with him.

[That how much you love sister-in-law and we both are taking lessons from you so that we both can use it in future. Right, Krish?]

Kabir shook his head and walked out of the house, followed by Parth and Krishna.

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Next day, the sun shone bright in the sky as the students in their uniform stood at the school gate. Eight different lines, two lines of one house as their captain stood in front with flag of their house in their hands, held high.

Red house stood beside green house and on the other side of green house there was gap where stood the head boy, Yash Marwah in his position, chin high, shoulder straight and eyes stern and on the other side of him stood yellow house followed by blue house.

They are waiting for the arrival of special guests in that position, not moving a single movement. Soon, the school gate opened, suggesting the arrival of guests, Yash alone marched forward to greet them.

After a while, Yash's eyes shone with admiration and pride, he wanted to have a big grin on his face but he couldn't and had to kept his face neutral when he saw the guests. His heart started beating fasting and his pupils dilated.

The guests were Indian Soldiers, Indian Navy, Air force and Army, they stood in front of him in the uniform as Yash felt a wave of excitement in his body but he had to control it. "Good morning sir!" He greeted them.

The teachers arrived with a thali in their hands to welcome them, Sakshi mam did tilak to them and then made them wear the flower garlands.

Yash turned around and walked ahead leading them then stopped when he reached where last students were standing of March past. "School! About turn!" He ordered and everyone followed him.

"School! Stand-at-ease!"

"School! Attention!"

"Quick March!" He ordered started marching at normal pace with everyone as the marching tune was played by the members of school band. That's when a drop of fell on Yash's face but he let it distract him, soon he realized that it started raining.

While marching, only one thought ran inside his mind. One day, I will wear this white uniform while marching. He couldn't help but imagine himself wearing the Navy uniform, that thought kept him in motivated.

When they were about to reach the place where flag hoisting ceremony was about to be held, it started raining heavily, drenching every students who were doing March past and the soldiers.

Teachers rushed students inside the school who were watching them. Strange it was sunny just a moment ago. Yash thought to himself.

"School! On the spot! March!" Yash ordered, once they reached the flag. "School! Halt!" Everyone stopped on their track as the band stopped their performance.

"School! Stand-at-ease!"

"School! Attention!"

"School! Salute!" He ordered and everyone lifted their head to see the flag and right palm in a salute, fingers together and thumb parallel to fingers , as a mark of respect.

The band played the national anthem and the flag was hoisted by the army officers. The flag fluttered in the breeze. Everyone sang the national anthem with pride and respect, their voices echoing through the rainy weather.

As the national anthem ended, the rain stopped, the band stopped playing and it was time for the march past to resume.

I promised to myself, to Mom and to Bharat mata that one day I will definitely salute to bharat mata in that white uniform. He promised to himself, while his eyes stayed focused on the flag with pride.

"School! Slope arms!" Yash ordered, and everyone placed their arms at a slope position.

"School! Left turn!" He commanded, and everyone turned left.

"School! On the spot! March!" He shouted, and everyone began marching at their place, their footsteps synchronized and their movements precise. "School! Halt!"

"School! Fall out!"

Everyone was about to go inside as the event was about to start but they were stop by their P.E sir. "Wait! Let's take photo first."

"First, yellow house." The members of yellow house align and took the photo. "Next, blue house." Students of blue house stood under the flag and Krish stood in middle with a big grin on his face and as he did the peace sign to the camera.

"Next, red house."

"Next, green house." As the green house took photos, Krish tapped his feet impatiently and Jay gave a hit on Krish's thigh to stop him. "Ouch!" Krish rubbed the area where he was hit. "What are you doing?" Jay asked.

"When will this end?" Krish asked, ignoring Jay's question. "Why?" Jay raised his brows. "The performance will start soon!" Krish said, biting his lips as he looked at the school.

"So?" Jay asked.

"So what? First performance is of singing." Krish said, folding his arms as he look at the green house who were still taking photos.

"Aesa bolna Ishanvi ka performance miss nahi karna." Jay said, rolling his eyes.

[Just say that you don't want to miss Ishanvi's performance.]

"Aesa kuch nahi hain." Krish said, looking away.

[It's not like that.]

"Haan jarur." Jay shook his head.

[Yes for sure.]

"Now everyone stand perfectly and Yash stand in middle." The P.E sir ordered.

"Aur kitne photos!!!!!" Krish winced and took his place with his members. "Don't worry bhai! Guests are still here. Do you think without guests, the event will start?" Jay whispered to him.

[How many photos!!!]

Yash stood in middle, behind him stood the Indian army, on the left side Indian Navy officer and on the right side Air force Officer. The army officer who was standing behind him, placed his hand on Yash's shoulder making him flinch a little and nervous, he fisted hands since they started to shake. He gave a small smile to the camera.

"Now everyone get inside the school in proper line." P.E sir commanded, hearing his words Krish stood in the line first, pushing everyone else. Jay, Yash and Karan laughed at his act.

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They reached inside and Krish took his position as the house captain, near the stage. Soon the performance started and Isha walked on the stage, she wore a short white kurti, jhumka and hair done in a ponytail with two strands out.

She gave a sign to the music teacher, who was standing playing keyboard that she was ready. She gazed at the audience as the nervous filled her nerves, her palm started getting sweaty.

She looked at Anaya, who was the host of today's event. Anaya gave her a thumbs up and mouthed. "All the best! You will do great!" She said with a huge smile across her face.

Isha then turned her eyes where guests and principle and high authorities were settled, looking at them gave her anxiety. What if I messed up?

She turned her eyes to Krish who was looking at her with proudness and a huge grin across his face as he gave her a nod that she will do great.

She again faced the audience, gulping. She took a deep breath and brought the mic near to her mouth before starting.

Oh, des mere, teri shaan pe sadqe

Koi dhan hai kya teri dhool se badh ke?

Teri dhoop se roshan, teri hawa pe zinda

Tu baag hai mera, main tera parinda

Hai arz yeh deewane ki, jahaan bhor suhani dekhi

Ek roz wahin meri shaam ho

Kabhi yaad kare jo zamana, maati pe mar-mit jaana

Zikr mein shamil mera naam ho

Krish melted hearing her voice as his eyes sparkled with adoreness while looking at her. Hayee! Kitni Mithi awaz hain, ekdum koyal jesi.

Oh, des mere, teri shaan pe sadqe

Koi dhan hai kya teri dhool se badh ke?

Teri dhoop se roshan, teri hawa pe zinda

Tu baag hai mera, main tera parinda

As she sang the chorus, everyone started singing with her including the teachers, the high authorities and the guests. She relaxed at bit.

Aanchal tera rahe, maa, rang-biranga, oh-oh

Ooncha aasmaan se ho tera tiranga

Jeene ki ijaazat de-de ya hukm-e-shahaadat de-de

Manzoor humein, jo bhi tu chune

Resham ka ho woh dushaala ya kafan sipahi waala

Odhenge hum, jo bhi tu bune

Oh, des mere, teri shaan pe sadqe

Koi dhan hai kya teri dhool se badh ke?

Teri dhoop se roshan, teri hawa pe zinda

Tu baag hai mera, main tera parinda

Her eyes were closed during the whole performance as the she felt the lyrics in her heart. When she heard a round of applause once the performance was done, she opened her eyes and took a look at everyone as everyone hooted and cheered for her. She licked her lips and with a big grin on her face, she bowed to the audience and left.

"Wow! What an wonderful Performance!" Anaya said, walking on the stage with her host partner. As the speech continued, Yash knew next was drama so he excused himself and went to bring his bag.

He came and sat on the chair with his bag resting on his lap. "Next, we have a drama of a young solider who left his house to serve for our country, to protect us whereas his mother stayed at home, praying for his wellness and safety. So let's welcome them!!"

Rhea coloured her few strands of hair grey to give a look of an old lady, she wore a light pink saree and glasses, her greyish hair done in a bun. She walked on the stage with her back bent, her right hand on her waist and her left hand held a brown stick which she used as a support to walk.

Yash couldn't help but chuckles at her, shaking his head. As she played her role, Yash quietly took out his phone from the bag and took her photos, acting.

When it was not her part, she would stand aside with a pissed expression spread on her face. Yash couldn't missed to catch such memory as he continued clicking her photos with a big grin.

Then Rhea's eyes met Yash, who was smiling at her. She turned her face away in embarrassment, her cheeks red as she cleared her throat before getting into character and walking back on stage.

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As everyone started to dispersed, Yash felt someone looking at him. He turned to the direction, he saw that girl looking at him. When he looked at her, she quickly turned her eye and started walking away.

This time Yash was quick enough to follow her, pushing people coming infront of him and Ignoring the ones who called him.

"Stop!" He said, once he reached near her. She halted on her steps and turned around with a nervous expression on her face.

"Yes?" She asked in low voice.

"So tell me about the note and the box." Yash said with stern voice as he walked towards her.

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