pyar ke side effets

Pyar ke side effects!

Yeh story hain do doston ki . Naam Abhijeet aur Siddharth. Dono cricket ke khiladi the aur cricket ki hare Indian ki tarah pooja karte the. That was until Pooja came into their lives.

Abhijeet Hirani and Siddharth Asar were great friends and their friendship emanated from the fact that both of them played cricket – and played it really bad. Siddharth whose idol was Sachin ( though Sidd was left handed) had ambitions of opening the team batting. But he could not hit a football if it was thrown to him. When he tried to hit the cover drive the ball would edge to midwicket and when he tried to square cut like Saurav did all he could do was swing his bat wildly at the ball which if he was lucky would not edge to the slips.Abhi on the other end tried to swing the ball like Waqaur but found to his dismay that his ball never cross the 10mt mark and imperceptibly went short which at his pace would be perfect pull stroke for even a mediocre batsman. Then he tried to bowl accurately like the “pigeon” but an invisible hand always guided his ball away from the stumps to beyond the reach of the poor keeper. Naturally you can guess their status in the Atharva College of Engineering cricket team. But they were wonderful cheer guys and every match their team palyed they would shout their lungs out. All in all nice enthusiastic blokes ( as Ian Chapel would call them )

But they loved cricket ! Loved would be an euphemism! They were devoted to it. Every morning they would turn up on the ground and do their exercise. Practise in the nets ( assume how their practice would be.. one ball if Abhi bowled well Sidd could not hit..so Abhi was congratulated.. and another abysmally short and slow ball by Abhi that Sidd could hit would earn him motivation ) .but they tried and they tried hard. Also they had a rule that their team mates would see sports together and then every match that India played was analysed, micro-analysed , each shot applauded or condemned, each statistic compared. And inevitably the analysis guy was Sidd and the Stats guy was Abhi. And their team mates loved them dearly.

“hey Abhi got a new book on the match fixing scam .. u wanna ? “ “ Chup bait scholar saale.. there is new babe on the block … a Diploma girl from Bhagubhai …. and dude she is hot !!!!”

“ kya naam hain yaar ? roll number kya hain Abhi ..aapne praqctical batch main chance hain kya “ ..” excuse me ! ..and Sidd’s world erupted in a million melodies …. I am Pooja … just got admission .. are you Siddharth Asar.. I am on your table.. please help me in the practical.. I am weak in circuits. And you are a scholar I heard ?.. thank God ..and she sat down on the stool and bent towards the CRO .. her yellow duppata making magical patterns in the air and her matching yellow bangles rendering raag malkhous with every soft movement of her hand.

“peeli dhoop pehenke tum dekho bag main mat aana .. bhoure tum ko sab chedenge …. “ hi I am Abhijeet ..I am on the next table to you .. ( aa gaya saala bhouran- Sidd) you can borrow my journals .. I have a senior’s journal and am the first to finish the journal.. smart na ? “ “ thank you… I am Pooja” and Pooja tilted her head slightly and smiled with her lips curled….” Every time you do that thing you do .. Stevie Wonders in Abhi’s mind. And the full practical all Abhi could do was watch that thing- the tilt of her head and the smile with the lips curled.

“saale aaj kya table par aa gaya ..mera bhi intro nahi hua that aur tu tapak pada ..! “ “dekh Sidd kuch bhi mat bol … who tere table par hain to kya saala chance marega ..apni bhabhi ki liye kuch to liyaaz rakh “ “ saale bhabhi hogi teri … etc etc and the two friends went on in their own worlds of fantasy.

A month passed and the class felt that Pooja was tilting towards either of them. But whom ? while she loved to discuss robotics and stuff from Sidd ..she went to movies with Abhi and his twin sister Kinjal who studied in their class. Not even Kinjal (who had become Pooja’s best saheli at ACE) could find out.. Sidd or Abhi ? And Kinjal who loved Sidd like her own brother would naturally not try to influence Pooja’s opinion.

It was DJ night and they were a grooovin lot ! numbers started filling the audi.. from “woh lamhe remix” to “I want to break free” .Pooja in her Bebe Tee looked gorgeous.. and her body moved to the music like molten gold ..fluid.. graceful..enticing.. and very very sexy. Like the enchantress Medusa she had all the guys fixed on her ..bound by a spell.. and a guy who did not wish X-ray eyes that night would definitely be gay.

And that was the night of decision! Pooja had to decide.. no ! her mind is equally divided… she cannot possibly decide –Kina “I am sure she will say yes to you both .. the first to propose gets her” .. they would have felt pushing each other and making there first ( like housewives would feel in a limited entry sale at Big Bazaar) but they were friends after all and decided to settle it man to man.

And so the practice started. Vaibhav ( their captain) had decided to play them in the final 11 provided they raised their game to that level and the first to win the man of the match award in any match would propose Pooja .. the other would back out.

The semester was over before you could know it there was sport season. Sidd ( who was the class CR ) had to persuade, cajole and finally fight with their HOD Prof Alaspure ( Prof was the title .. he barely knew Microcontrollers to teach them )for attendance for the team. And then the first match started. And Sidd came out opening in a lefty righty combination with Saurabh Gupta. The first shot that he hit to Amrish ( Computers bowler .. by the way Sidd and Abhi were in EXTC) was as Bhavik would later put it the shot that Yuvraj had started his career with. A smashing uppish drive over the mid-off. The junoon with which Sidd must have practiced was evident from his game that day. And Abhi… his pace was good and his control was superb. He hit the deck seam upright and managed a decent bounce which at his improved pace and immaculate length was fatal. If there was ever a transformation this was it ! they were in the playing 11 henceforth and forever. Ands it was only a matter of time before one of them would claim her……….

It was a big match ! ACE against their arch rivals Thakur College ! Target 75 in 7 overs… ACE 4 wickets down..in trouble..But Sidd was hitting all over the park. Nasty pulls and hooks rendered Sandesh ( the Thakur express! ) useless. Classy drives through the covers and touchy cuts square and to the thirdman .. flicks to the fine leg and squarish flicks off the pads to the leg. And finally full firing shots over the long on and deep mid wicket. Sidd was bound to be a match winner this match and then ……………..

“we are the champions !!.. Sidd on the shoulders of the team . A Kodak moment. Congo Sidd bhai you rocked.. said Abhi. She is all yours man. You can have her! said Abhi. (What a friend thought Sidd… mere liye kitna khush tha !!! and that man loved her too ! ) Sidd ran to the lobby. He found Pooja talking on her cell. “hi Pooja why did you not come to watch the match today ..i am the man of the match.. see I wanna tell you something .. “ “ please not your stupid cricket stuff .. such a boring game … stupid silly .. Indians are fools to love it so much… crazy..and your team.. jerks”……. The sitar was tuning wrongly, the bangles were clamoring and Pooja was suddenly far far away. “ pyar ham ko bhi hai pyar tum ko bhi hain ..phir ye kya silsile ho gaye ….. “

“Abhi there is a problem ..Pooja .she ..she hates … “-Sidd. “ I know she hates cricket. Sorry dude, when you were batting that day I was sure I would lose the bet and so I proposed her before you came back from the field. I loved her man .. I am sorry to have broken the word. I came to know then that she hates cricket “’-Abhi. “So what have you decided” –Sidd said praying for the answer he wanted. “ Jaane de usko yaar ..aapun ko practice ke liye kate ho raha hain ! –Abhi.

They say love is a bitter pill. But it definitely has very good side effects ! Sidd the guy who could not hit a ball straight became the team vice captain soon. And Abhi became the strike bowler.

“ kya se kya ho gaya bewaffa tere pyaar main …” in fact aacha hua !