Grappling: The Battle Of Warriors

दुकानो में हो रही लुटपाट,सड़कों पर उत्पात ।
वाह रे जाट , वाह रे जाट , वाह रे जाट ।
हम ते चौधरी कहया करते,पर थारी ते पिछड़ी जात ।
वाह रे जाट , वाह रे जाट , वाह रे जाट ।
खेती थारी,धंधे थारे,थारा ए राजपाट।
और के चाहवे,बता रे जाट, बता रे जाट, ।
जनरल वेकेंसी जाट ए भर्ती,होइ घनी बंदरबाट ।
बता रे जाट, बता रे जाट, बता रे जाट, ।
मेहनत करो हर राम ते डरो,इसकी नी कोई काट ।
सुन ले जाट, मेरे भाई जाट, मेरे भाई जाट ।

आरक्षण अपणी जगह.....
शहर के लोगाँ नै अपणे ए शहर का नुकसान कर कै के पाड़ लिया ?
कोयसा बताइयो पहलवान सुणता हो तै के पाड़ लिया ??
के थमनै खट्टर का पाड़ लिया अर के मोदी का पाड़ लिया...... ???
ईब ये सफाई तारैं हैं ...... "अक यो सब सैणी की वजह तै होया"
रै बेटिचोदों.....
सैणी नै किमै कही.... सैणी के बारणै उधमस तारो, शहर नै थारा के ठा लिया?? अर के थारा शहर के पंजाबियां नै ठा लिया ???
भाईचारा क्यां पै तोड़ो हो......... वा बात तै बता द्यो !!
इब कुल मिला कै बात या है ........ अक जै किसे भले घर का बालक घर तै बाहर है तै चुपचाप अपणे नै घरां बुला ल्यो^^
political प्रपंच बोहोत तगड़े खेले जा रे हैं,
जिन बालकां नै खुद उनके घरके बी खुद के घरां एकला ना छोड़्यां करैं ...... वे सारे Anti Social Element आज घर तै बाहर हैं , उन धोरै उपददर रचण के सारे हथियार हैं अर वे हथियार उन तईं किसे के दिये ओड़ हैं $$$
भाई थारे हाथ जोडूँ हूँ.................. मेरे रोहतक शहर नै बकस दो।

As soon as I came back after attending a
wedding function of my cousin brother at
3 AM, I logged in on my facebook account
and saw my best friend Abhi online. Before
I could text him, a chat box popped in,
Abhi: What are you doing at 3AM?
Me: Don’t ask me, just came after attending
a frightful wedding.
Abhi: What happened?
Me: Don’t ask. I’m not feeling well.
Abhi: Are you gonna tell me or not?
Me: I don’t know. :| I’m going offline. Bye!
Goodnight.
Abhi didn’t reply to my message but when I
was shutting down my laptop, my mobile
started vibrating. It was Abhi’s call. I picked
up the phone and said, “Hello”.
“Now tell me what happened there. Tell me
everything.” Abhi yelled at me for not
telling.
“Okay then listen, there was this girl in the
wedding who’d come from bride's side.
During the ceremony, we both looked at
each other like thousands of times. I didn’t
know if she was attracted to me or she was
looking at me because I was staring at her.
And yes, she was beautiful. She was fair
(or looking fair because of make-up). Her
eyes resembled laser because every time I
looked at them, it felt like something
piercing my eyes. If I had to marry a girl
from that wedding, I would choose her
without any doubt. During dinner, when I
was at the ‘Dahi-Jalebi’ counter with my
cousin Sunny, she came to the same
counter with a girl who was her cousin. I
turned back and tried to look at her.
“Bhai, you have already stared her enough.
Now stop.”
Before I could look at her closely, Sunny
teased me in his loud voice. She smiled
after hearing that and I embarrassingly
shifted my focus from her to the Jalebi in
my plate.Before I could asked Sunny to
move to another counter, I saw him talking
to her cousin. I was shocked. So I moved
to the next counter alone. As I was taking
‘Fruit Cream’ from the counter, Sunny
bumped into me. As a result, the bowl of
fruit cream accidently slipped from my
hand and fell on her cousin’s light yellow
dress. I immediately apologized to her but
my cousin kept telling her, “There’s no blot
on your dress, and fruit cream is even
matching with it.”
“BTW, this is Pallavi and Devika” My cousin
introduced them to me. I embarrassingly
said hi and introduced myself. (Because
my cousin was busy laughing)
As Devika wanted to go to the washroom to
wash the cream off her dress, I went with
them as I was feeling guilty. But Sunny
didn’t come with us. He said, he would
come after eating a few Panipuris. Devika
took so long in the washroom so I got a lot
of time to talk to Pallavi. We talked for
almost 30 minutes. It seemed that she was
taking keen interest in me or maybe it was
just that girls automatically get romantic
with a guy when they come to a wedding.
We definitely had some connection. When
Devika came, we both started laughing.
Blots on her dress were more visible now.
She wanted to change her dress and so did
Pallavi since ‘Rasm of Sath Phere (7 Vows)’
was going to start in an hour. So I dropped
them outside the bride’s room but when I
was returning, she called me and asked me
if any other empty room was available in
the hotel as the bride’s room was full.
“Yes, all rooms are empty on 2nd floor.” I
replied.
She asked me to come with her and I
agreed to that. As we reached the 2nd
floor, we entered into a hall which had a
big washroom. She went to the washroom
to change and told me to wait outside in
the hall. Just after a minute, she came
outside screaming and told me that there
was something on her dress. I avoided
looking at her as she wasn’t wearing her
top. I entered into the bathroom and
pulled her dress from the hanger and tried
to shake her dress. As I shook it, a big
reddish cockroach came out of it and
started coming towards me. Pallavi
shouted again. I stepped back and Pallavi
put her hands on my shoulder. She was
really scared. I turned back and looked
into her eyes. God! She was beautiful. She
also looked at me and out of nowhere, we
started kissing. She tightly held my hands.
We both had lost control over us. I came
to my senses after 10 minutes, lying down
on a 25 cm thick mattress, naked with her.
I looked at her again and realized she was
really very fair. It wasn’t her make-up. She
stood up, went to washroom & changed
her dress. She was looking like an angel in
her maroon Lahnga-Chunni. She told me
that everyone might be looking for her so
she should leave. As she left the hall, I
immediately went to the washroom and
turned on the shower. I didn’t meet her
again and came home. That’s all.”
“So are you telling me that you aren’t a
virgin anymore?” Abhi asked me by
stressing on the word virgin.
“Don’t ask rubbish questions, I’m not
feeling well, I don’t know what to do now.
What if she got pregnant?” I replied.
“Buy any contraceptive pill, give it to her
in the morning and tell her to take it within
72 hours.” Abhi suggested.
“I can’t go to any medical store. How will I
ask for an I-Pill.” I asked.
“Abhi, I’m sleeping now. I’ll talk to you in
the morning.” I added.
Then I went to sleep. But after an hour of
sleep, I heard my doorbell ringing. I
opened the gate and saw Pallavi on the
gate. She didn’t utter a word but slapped
hard on my face which actually woke me
up from my dreamland. I looked at the
watch and it was 5AM. Then my doorbell
really rang. I opened the gate. It was Abhi.
He gave me the I-pill and told me to give it
to her and slapped on my face. He’d
bought it from a hospital which was 20KM
from his place. I took it from him, came to
the washroom and flushed it. I laughed for
almost 10 minutes in the washroom. I had
no control over my laugh. I made out a
story on phone, as he was irritating me at
night and Abhi thought it really happened.
It’s been a year since this incident
happened, but I never told him that it was
just a story otherwise he might have killed
me. That was the day, I actually thought
that I could write stories. Whenever he
meets me, he always asks me about Pallavi
and I make another story to cover it.

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