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A/N: hi friends. It's me prii again. This time with a new one-shot. This is basically my crazy imagination set around new senior cop Dushyant. I dint like new entries, nope. But Dushyant is a guy for me after Rajat. kavin is ok too. But fwp needs to bring back duo, trio more. Anyways, Hope u all like this crazy little story of mine.

My exams ended, more coming in june, but don't worry I will be updating RIS, Maan jaa next before preparing. So read on friends….

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~ Laal Paranda ~

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Note: Paraanda is a kind of ribbon that Punjabi girls/women wear. You guys might have seen this before... in tv shows? :P

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Year- 1994

A six year old kid living in police quarters is seen playing cricket.

The ball he hits goes directly breaking the window pane of an adjoining house. A middle aged woman comes out scolding the kid, accusing him of ruining other kids' studies by forming a cricket team.

The boy's mother comes to his rescue.

"Chod dijiye na baccha hai.."

"Baccha hai. cheh saal ka baccha aise cricket khelta hai, woh bhi ithne bade bachhhon k saat. Issey cricket khelna nahi, sirf khidkiyaa todna aata hai.."

The woman glares at the boy and he hugs his mother. It's then he sees her for the first time..

As the mothers argue, the boy watches a girl, 4 year old, probably the daughter of the aunty who is scolding him standing beside her mother, holding her pallu. The girl gives a meek smile and he smiles back.

Present-

Dushyant smiles at the faint memory that keeps buzzing in his head. The girl was one of a kind. Sipping his drink, he slips into another memory.

Year 1996-

The same boy, now 8 years old, is as usual playing cricket. A group of boys of his age join him. It's basically 8 year olds team vs 14 yr olds…

The girl now 6yrs old, is watching from her veranda. There is no special playground, but the boys loved playing in the small space b/w the quarters and the girl would watch them.

The boy now hits the ball, attempts to run and as his legs give up, he falls short and is given run out. The girl laughs at this. It's like watching one of her favourite cartoon characters slip and suffer a fall. It's fun but when the boy spots her, she is scared..

The boy marches towards her, anger burning his delicate eyes.

"Jab kisi ko chot lagti hai, uss pe.. hasna nahi chahiye.."

The girl blinks before running inside to call her mom.

"Darpok billi…" he calls after her.

Another chuckle escapes his lips; Dushyant smiles adoring that memory. Those were the days when he thought of himself as an arrogant cop, like his dad. His smile turns into a laugh as he remembers how he terrified her that day.

1997, the same year in school

The boy sees her in school. He's turned 9 and is now under-10 school cricket captain.

The girl now seven; is more fearless n feisty. They never talk just glare at each other. He didn't like how she makes fun of him. He knew her name, it was.. (although he has forgotten now) she was his neighbour n he saw her in school yet they were never friends not till now.

"Match tho mere bade bhaiya jeetenge!"

He hears her talk with her friends.

"Arey par yeh Dush team captain hai na,"

'Kaun yeh Bhaalu? (this bear?)"

Anger rages inside him as he overhears her.

"Oyee bhaalu kise kaha tu ne?'

"Oye hoye lo ji. Tum hi tho ho.. bhaalu! Bhaalu!"

The girls laugh at this. It was recess and Friday- meaning only girls could use the school playground.

'darpok billi! Ithni bahadur kaise hogai.. apna muu band rakh warna isee cricket ball se main tera sarr phod dunga.."

The girl seems scared but then smirks. The boy turns around to bump into their PT sir.

"Margaye.."

"Dush! Tumhe pata hai ki boys nahi aa sakte huh? Chalo mere saat, aur tum yaha iss bichaari ladki ko daraa rahe ho?abhi tumhe punish karta hu.."

The teacher drags him off.

"Wadda aaya mujhe dhamki dene.." (the girl mocks him pulling her tongue out)

He glares before leaving the place.

The next day

The girl suffers an injury during the match. Her brother sanjay, also in the boy's team has not taken part in the game. It's not Dushyant who hit that girl, but the ball hit by someone else knocked her head.

Something stirs in him as he sees her bloodied forehead. She is taken inside a class room for first aid n he follows her.

"Oh bade bhaiyyaa.. ahh dard ho raa haii…" the girl cries.

"Iss k bhai aaj school nahi aaya"

One of the teachers says.

"Aur iss k papa duty mei busy hai, mummy tho bimaar bhai ka khayal rakh rahi hai.."

"Koi dost hai? jo iss k ghar k paas rehta ho, jo issey ghar chod de?"

Something compells the boy to stand up.

"Teacher main leke jaaunga isey.."

The girl still cries…

"Mujhe bhaalu k saat nahi jaana. bhai k saat hi jaana hai.."

The boy goes to hold her hand.

"Tu chinta mat kar billi.. main hu na.."

The girl looks up at his familiar face. She stops crying and after dressing her wounds n much prodding she's ready to go with him.

"Thank you Bhaalu.."

He smiles at her as he drops her off at her home. The walk to their home was peaceful.

"Mere dost muje Dush kehte hai, mera naam Dushyant hai.."

She smiles at this.

"Tum bohot acche ho Dushyant.."

Her mum joins her and thanks him. As he leaves the place, he is sure he'd never forget her innocent face and the smile that she gave him. The girl isn't bad…

Year-2000

Bhalu and billi, the best friends… their friendship was an instant hit. Ever since he helped her that day, they had started talking, going to school together, eating lunch, sharing stuff… Hell he even invited her to join his cricket team even though other boys protested.

"Yeh ladki nahi khelegi humare saat..'

"Kyu nahi khel sakti?"

"Yar yeh ladki hai… aur humari boys ki team hai"

"Tho?"

"Yar ab aur nahi, usey nikaalo warna tu bhi jayega.."

"Thik hai, mujhe nhi khelnaa iss team mei.."

She watches him storm off. She goes to pacify him.

"Yeh kya kardiya Bhaalu? Mereliye cricket team chod di? Jaa k khel na yar.."

"Mujhe unse nahi khelna jissne tumhara insult kia. Aur ab main bada hogaya hu, mujhe acche se padnaa hai aur police officer banna hai.."

"Acha pado tum. Lekin smile tho karo pehle.."

"Hmph.."

Arey chalo main tujhe woh kulfi khilaaungi, mummy ne banaaye hai..

They eat the kulfi n all is well.

Year 2002-

He's 14. They celebrate her 12th birthday grandly.

Life was perfect, happy until her dad got transferred one day n she's gone-

Present, freddy's place-

"Arey yeh yaha hai, chalo bhai Dushyant sab tuje dhuundh rahe hai. chalo na.."

Freddy drags him to the hall where everyone (all guys) is playing truth or dare. It's a game to pass the time. The officers were there to celebrate the occasion of marriage anniversary of Freddy & Manisha.

To Dushyant's horror the bottle stops spinning pointing him.

"Truth or dare..'

Abhi asks him.

"Truth..'

'Darpok..'

Daya comments. Kavin, Pankaj, Nikhil, salunkhe sir, karan, Sachin everyone are present.

"Aap logon se bachne k liye sir. Warna aap lungi dance nahi, monkey dance karaayenge.."

All laugh at this.

"Bach nai paaoge bacchuu. Tho bataao.. kab aur kaise shaadi karne ka iraada hai?"

"Yeh kaisa sawaal hai?"

"Bhai sawaal tho sawaal hai. Agar koi special ladki hai tho bataao… truth samjhe!"

Dushyant is pulled once again into the memories of the girl.

"Hello? Kaha khogaya?"

"Kahi khogaya matlaab… koi hai"

Dushyant smiles at his seniors.

"Sir woh-"

"Haan"

"Aisi koi ladki nahi hai sir"

"Chehraa laal hua aur keh rahe ho nahi hai?"

"Sir.. m-mera chehra.. l-laal n-nahi hua hai sir"

"h-hua h-hai s-sir! Phataafat bol warna teri naukri gayi,"

"aur humari dosti bhi"

" sirrr plz.."

"no plz.. arey sab ladke hi hai yahaa pe aur tum sharmaa rahe ho?"

"sir, accha Hai koi- khush?"

"Naam bataao.."

Abhi, daya keep grilling him while others jus enjoy this.

"Naam? sir plzzz, no sir"

"Bacchu puri story bataana padega tumhe.."

"Kavin, sachin help me plz.."

"Rules are rules boss.."

*sigh*

"Yes go on!"

"Sir woh- matlab woh sirf dost hai sir bachpan ki.. uss ka naam- main ussey billi kehta tha. Woh meri neighbour thi. Bas.."

"Aur bataao bhai hume iss billi k bare mei.."

"Aur puraa bataao.."

Dushyant takes a deep breath n shares his secret.

'Kya bataau sir? Woh aur main padosi the. pehle ladte the, fir jaake achanak dost bane. Ithne acche ki uss k liye main kuch bhi kar sakta tha. Uss k liye maine local cricket team bhi chod di. Usski khushi k liye main kuch bhi kar sakta tha.. sab log jaante hai, billi aur bhaalu, best friends forever, lekin achaanak.."

"Achanak? Ek minute yeh bhaalu kaun hai.."

"Freddy.. agar woh billi hui tho bhaalu Dushyant hi hai na.."

"Arey haa sir very funny heheh"

Abhi asks dushyant to go on.

"Achanak, Uss k dad ki posting kahi aur hogai aur woh Punjab se shift hogaye. Mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai woh din jab woh jaa rahi thi, tab main bohot roya tha. Bohot gussa tha ussey. Fir woh aayi.. mujhse milne, mujhe yeh diya.."

He pulls out a red ribbon (laal paraanda) and shows it to them

"Aur kahaa ki jab woh badi hojayegi aur jab hum milengey tho woh iss k zariye mujhe pehchaanegi. Yeh kaha ki woh mujhe kabhi nahi bhoolegi.. Aise do paraande hai uss k paas. Red- uski fav color. hahaa Baccha tha na, vishwaas tha ki woh dobara milegi. Aaj tho mujhe aisa lagta hai ki aisa nahi ho sakta.. "

"Kyu nahi ho sakta bhai?"

"Sacche pyaar ko saat hona hi hai.. aur tujhe usska number lena chahiye tha yar, ya fir uss k dad ka"

"I know sir par sab kuch jaldi mei hua aur- dunno freddy sir, yeh pyaar hai ya kuch aur- bas woh ek baar miljaaye mujhe~ clarity aajayega.."

"Miljaayegi dost don't worry."

Dushyant nods smiling a little. Purvi, Ishita n all girls reach there.

"Did we miss something?"

"Nothing much yar kuch bachpan k stories.."

"Ohh-

"Wanna play?"

"Suree.."

The officers chillax and long day comes to end.

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A/N: Will Dushyant find his lady love? I may add one more chap & also continue, based on reviews :)

So guys, u want me to go on? Lemme know. The girl is not purvi or Shreya, don't worry folks she is an OC.

Thanks to all those lovely ppl who liked reviewed my other stories. Hope this os dint bore u guys.. tc love ya all.

And oh review plz!