"Music lagana hai?" Naseem Shah saab asked his gol gappu Saru.
"N-nahi!" She answered.
They had been on a long drive. Naseem completely ignored his wifey's statement and started playing music in the car. Sara didn't think anything of it. They stopped at a red light. Suddenly a boy knocked at Naseem's window.
"Aloo lelo bhindi lay lo gajray ley lo," he chanted as Naseem rolled down the windows.
Sara's eyes lit up. She was a little guria when it came to flower bangles. Naseem knew how much she loved them.
"Chal dou pakra mujhay, chotu," he said, handing him a 10 rupees note.
"Yeh lo meri rani,'' he handed his chirya the gajray.
Sara's smile lit up. It also made Naseem smile. Suddenly, it began raining. Sara exited her car.
"Kahan jaa rahi ho? WAAPIS AO!" Naseem became angry.
Sara listened to none of what her jaan said. She began twirling around like Khirad in the baarish. Naseem left his car to go grab the pari in front of him.
"SARA TUM KYA KAR RAHI HO?" He rubbed his manly hands together in attempt to warm them but it didn't work. They were both soaked.
They went eye to eye, the moment was intense.
"You're so wet," he told her.
"Tum bhi geelay ho, Seam," She called him by his favourite nickname.
Naseem removed his jacket, placing it over both of their heads. Sara giggled.
"Sirf hum dono," he said. It was just like a scene from Aashiqui 2. A bunch of cars passed the lover birds, sending long horns at them, but they were in their element.