*The next day, in the morning*

Om: (Shouting) Gauri! Jaldi chalo! Office ke liye deri ho rahi hai, aur raaste mein bahut traffic milega!

Gauri: (Wearing earrings) Haan, aa gaye! Chaliye!

Om: (Annoyed) Yaar tum...Wow.

Gauri: (Confused) Ka hua?

Om: Uh...yeh saree?

Gauri: Aaj mandir mein kuch khaas funcsan hai, isliye

Om: (To himself) yeh roz aise dikhni lagi, toh aur pyaar ho jaayega, god!

Gauri: Ka?

Om: (Embarrassed) K-kuch nahi, chalo!

*In the car*

Gauri: Accha woh---

Om: Nahi, nahi, nahi! Hum baba mirchiwaale hargiz nahi sunenge, please subah subah mera dimaag kharab mat karo, mera mood already off ho gaya hai

Gauri: Aapko kaise pata ki hum baba mirchiwaale ki baat karne waale the?

Om: Kyun ki jaise hi tum agadi mein baith jaati ho, pehle wahi toh lagaati ho!

Gauri: (Annoyed) Aapse jyaada khadoos shaks humne apni jindagi mein nahi dekha hai! Chaliye!

Om: Kya baat hai, tum behas nahi kar rahi ho?

Gauri: Aapse behas karke hum apna samay barbaad nahi karna chahte!

Om: Haar manne mein koi buraai nahi hai

Gauri: Hum kabhi haar nahi maante!

[Gauri tried to show that she didn't care but she didn't argue with Om because she was willing to sacrifice her 'dose of baba mirchiwaale' just for Om's peace of mind. Just like how Om was willing to sacrifice his sanity for Gauri's baba mirchiwaale!]

Gauri: Accha, aap shaam ko jaldi aayega, hume pick karne. Kal ki puja ke liye saamaan kharidna hai

Om: Arre haan, main kal ke baare mein bhool hi gaya!

Gauri: Aapka bhoolna theek hai. Hum vrat rakh rahe hai, aap nahi!

Om: Haan, woh bhi sach hai. Khair, main shaam ko aaoonga, okay?

Gauri: (Getting off the car) Ji, chalte hai

[As Om drove to work after dropping Gauri off, he couldn't help but remember Gauri's words:

"Aapka bhoolna theek hai. Hum vrat rakh rahe hai, aap nahi!"

Why did Gauri think that Om wouldn't fast for her? Of course he would!]

*In the evening*

[Om arrived at the temple at around 4 pm, and began his lookout for Gauri. His search wasn't that long, because he instantly spotted the beautiful lady in a yellow saree. Om just stood there and gazed at her praying. There was something so poignant yet mystical about her. Even god probably couldn't understand how he created someone as beautiful as her.

It was no lie that Gauri took Om's breathe away. He could look at her and admire her for hours and hours together, without an ounce of shame or guilt. She looked so breathtakingly beautiful.

As Gauri turned around, her eyes instantly met Om, who was caught off guard. She gave him a slight smile which made Om blush internally and walked towards him.]

Om: Chalein?

Gauri: Ji, Chaliye

*In the car*

Om: Accha, yeh saamaan kahaa se laana hai? Yahaan paas mein bazaar hai, wahi se theek hai na?

Gauri: Arre nahi nahi! Wahaan saamaan bahut mehenga padta hai! Aap gaadi chalaaiye, hum raasta baatayenge!

[Om drove and drove and drove for around 45 minutes, and he was getting quiet irritated. After a long ride, the car finally stopped in a deserted alley, that looked quite shady and unsafe.]

Om: Yeh kaunsi jagah hai?!

Gauri: Arre ee khatra bazaar hai! Yahaan par ek dum sasta saamaan milta hai, aur mol-tol bhi kar sakte hai, chaliye!

Om: Yeh jagah sach mein 'khatarnaak' lag raha hai, are you sure yehi jagah hai?

Gauri: Haan, chaliye!

[The moment Om and Gauri entered 'khatra bazaar', there was a huge crowd of people, who looked quite dangerous. They were dressed in black and looked scary, but the setting of the place was exactly like a proper market.

Om, was scared out of his wits, and began considering admitting Gauri in some institute. He began to think what made her think that coming to such a creepy place was a good idea?!]

Om: (To himself) Yeh ladki sach mein marwaayegi! Main usse bhi zyaada pagal hoon ki main isse pyaar karta hoon, god!

[Gauri stopped in front of a stall selling flowers, while Om stood behind her, trying to understand what exactly was going on].

Gauri: (Smiling) Bhaiyya, ee phool kaise diye?

Flower seller: 400 rupay

Gauri: Hain?! Bhaiyya, ee ka baat hui? Phool sone ke bane hai ka?

Flower seller: Oh dekhiye madam, zyaada behas mat kijiye. Lena hai toh lijiye, warna chalte baniye! Iss bazaar ka naam 'khatra bazaar' hai, pata hai na?

Gauri: Oye! Dhamki kissi aur ke dena! Aur haan, jitni naazuk dikhte hai, utne hai nahi! 200 mein dijiye, chaliye!

Flower seller: Aapko hindi samajh nahi aati?

Gauri: Lagta hai Chotu bhai se aapki shikayat karni padegi, karein?

Flower seller: (Scared) Arre...Bhabhi, 200 mein lijiye! Yeh lijiye!

Om: (To himself) Yeh Gauri don-won ke chakkar mein kab se padh gayi hai?! Uday Thakur se zyaada musibat toh yeh ladki hai! Oh god!

[Gauri took the tray of flower and confidently walked ahead while Om looked at her in awe and confusion. What kind of girl was she?]

Om: (Shocked) Gauri, tumne underworld join kiya hai kya? Yeh 'chotu bhai' ka chakkar kya hai?

Gauri: (Laughing) Arre hume khud nahi pata chotu bhai kaun hai! Humne aise hi naam bana liya! Woh phoolwaala hamesha 200 mein deta tha, lekin shaayad hume bewakoof samajhkar 400 ka daam bata diya.

Aapko pata hai, pichi baar jab aaye the, tab kissi aur nakli gunde ka naam banaya!

[Listening to Gauri's revelation made Om genuinely laugh. He had never come across a girl as smart yet honest as her! God was he lucky that she was his wife!

His Gauri.]

*At another shop*

Gauri: Bhaiyya, ee sindoor aur ee diye kitne mein?

Shopkeeper: Ek ka 80 rupay

Gauri: Aise kaise chalega? 40 mein dijiye! Chaliye!

Shopkeeper: Oh madam, yahaan tol-mol nahi hota! Fixed price hota hai!

Gauri: Bewakoof kissi aur ko banana! Pichli baar aapje 40 mein diya tha!

Shopkeeper: Aapko galat faimi hui hai! Yahaan daam fixed hai!

Gauri: Oye! Gauri Kumaari Sarma ko kabhi galat faimi nahi hoti! 100 diye aur ek 1 kg sindoor ka 350 dijiye! Chaliye!

Shopkeeper: (Angry) Oh madam! Yahaan behas mat karna! 350 mein nahi denge!

Gauri: Accha, lagta hai Chotu bhai ko aapki khabar bataani hogi!

Shopkeeper: (Angry) Oh madam, hum kal paida nahi hue the! Akkha mumbai mein chotu bhai naam ka koi don nahi hai! Hume dhamki dene ki koshish kar rahi thi! Rukiye, main abhi apne bande ko bulaata hoon!

Gauri: (Angry) Oye! Dhamki kissi aur ko dena! Bareilly mein tum jaise chuho ko aise nipta hai humne!

Shopkeeper: Accha! Tu mere aadmiyo ko nipatne ki koshish karo!

Om: (Whispering to Gauri) Gauri, pagal ho gayi ho kya?! Yeh banda sach mein apne aadmiyo ko bulaayega! Sindoor aur diye ke liye iss jhamele mein kyun pad rahi ho?! Chalo! Chalo!

Gauri: Arre nahi omkaraji, ee log ek number ke chorr hai! Ee kuch nahi karega!

Shopkeeper: Accha? Sarkar! Shinde! Mehmaan aaye hai!

[Immediately, Two big bodied men come out of nowhere. Gauri's eyes grew in shock and fear.]

Gauri: (Shocked) Hey bhagwaan, ee log toh pehalwaan nikle!

Om: (To Gauri) Tumse zyaada bewakoof ladki main apni zindagi mein nahi dekha hai!

Gauri: (Slowly walking backwards) Omkara ji...

Om: (Irritated) Uff, bolo!

Gauri: (Grabbing his hand) Bhaago!

[Immediately, Om and Gauri ran at their fastest pace- hand in hand. Never did neither of them think that they'd be running from goons! A few minutes later, they reached their car, and gauri and Om immediately got in, panting.]

*In the car*

Gauri: Hey bhagwaan! Baal baal bach gaye!

Om: (Angry) Bahut shauk hai na tumhe? Iss sab jhamele mein padne! Tum itni stupid ho, god!

Gauri: Arre kamsekam ee phool kam daam pe mile! Aur kitna mazaa bhi aaya, nahi!

Om: Haan, haan! Aur mazaa aata jab woh dono humaare tukde-tukde kar dete!

Gauri: Arre hum ka pata ki humaara jhoot pakda jaayega! Sab aapki galti hai! Pichli baar jab akele aaye the, tab bahut kam daam diya tha!

Om: (Shocked) T-tum yahaan akeli aayi ho?! Are you mad!

Gauri: Arre kuch nahi hota! Aap saath nahi aate, toh saaman kam daam mein milta!

Om: Agar mein saath nahi aata, toh abhi tak pata nahi unn logo ne kya kiya hota tumhaare saath! Sirf tumhaare dimaag mein aise bakwaas ideas aa sakte hai!

Gauri: Haan, haan, ek aur jhagda shuru kijiye! Uff! Kya musibat hai!

Om: Musibat main nahi, tum ho!

Gauri: Aur chillaaya toh abhi baba mirchiwaale ka tape lagaayenge!

Om: (Frustrated) Accha, okay! Sorry! Meri galti thi, okay?

Gauri: Yeh hui na baat! Wah, aapko daraane ka naya tarkeeb soojha hai!

Om: (To himself) God yeh kitna bolti hai! Phir bhi uski bak-bak, sharaarat, tadibaazi, takraar, hansi, aankhein, zulfien, chillaana accha lagta hai!

Itni mohabbat kyun karta hoon usse?! ]

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This chapter was so fun to write, ahhh!!!! I hope you guys liked it!

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