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“Pehle pehal tujhe dekha toh dil mera dhadka haye dhadka dhadka haye”

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Shubman, a no-nonsense police officer was stationed in a  city known for its late-night chaos.

His shift was always action-packed, but tonight was different.

“Yeh raat shant lag rahi hai,”

Shubman muttered to himself, his fingers drumming on the steering wheel of his police jeep.

Little did he know, his peace was about to be interrupted by someone who thrived in chaos.

Ishan Kishan the city's infamous brat and son of a wealthy businessman.

The screech of a speeding car pierced through the quiet streets.

Shubman immediately turned on the his car  and chased the sports car tearing through the city.

After a few intense minutes, the car came to a halt near an upscale café.

Shubman stepped out, adjusting his cap.

Shubman : Gadi se bahar niklo!!

The driver’s door opened, and out stepped Ishan, dressed in a designer jacket.

Ishan : Relax, officer. Koi bada kaand nahi kiya maine. Sirf speed ka maza le raha tha.

Shubman : Speed ka maza lene ke liye racing track hota hai, road nahi. Do you have License? You look underage

Shubman said and run his eyes on ishan. Because of his small size it was hard to recognize his accurate accurate age.

“height se jada toh attitude bhada hsi ismeh"

Shubman muttered, looking back into Ishan's eyes. Waiting for him to reply.

It seems like ishan wss messaging some shubman clear his throat to get attention.

Ishan look at him with unbothered smirk. And

handed over his license.

Ishan : Pata hai mere dad kaun hain?

Shubman: Tumhe lagta hai, tumhari baap ki paisa sab kuch hai? Rules ke upar ho tum?

Shubman : Mujhe naam se zyada farq nahi padta. Mujhe kaam se padta hai. Tumhe jawab dena padega, law ke saamne

Ishan:  Yeh jail-waale nautanki kaafi boring hai. Fine kya hai? Swiggy se bhi kuch order karun tumhare liye kya?

Shubman : Tumhe lagta hai, har cheez paisa se khareedi ja sakti hai? Tumhare jaiso ke liye law bhi soft ho gaya hai.

Ishan : Tumhe pata bhi hai yeh gadi kitne ki hai?

Shubman : Tumhe pata hai zindagi ki keemat kya hoti hai?

Ishan : Uff, itni bari baatein mat karo. Boring ho tum

Shubman : Boring hoon, toh tumhare jaise ladke ko  line pe aata hu

Shubman shook his head, grabbing his ticket pad.

Shubman : name?

Ishan : Naam suna ke kya karoge? Dad ke paas jaake complaint karoge?

Shubman had  enough.

Shubman : Jitna attitude tumhare paas hai na, utna discipline laane mein maza aayega

A few hours later, their paths crossed again when Shubman found Ishan causing a scene at a petrol pump. He had refused to pay because,

Ishan : Main toh sirf paise exchange karne gaya tha. Free ka petrol lena mera hak hai.

Shubman : Enough!!

Shubman stormed towards him, grabbed his wrist, and clicked handcuffs into place.

Ishan : Kya kar rahe ho? Yeh sab zarurat nahi hai

Shubman pushed him against his sleek car.

Shubman : Zarurat hai, aur tumhe samajhne ki bhi.

Shubman’s grip on Ishan’s wrists tightened as he pinned him against the sleek car.

the handcuffs glinting in the faint streetlight.

Shubman : Tum samajhte kya ho apne aap ko?

His other hand moved to Ishan’s waist, holding him firmly in place as Ishan struggled to break free.

Ishan : Chhodo mujhe

Shubman : Main tab tak nahi chhodunga jab tak tum meri baat sun nahi lete

Shubman said, his intense gaze boring into Ishan’s defiant eyes.

Ishan : Tum yeh sab kyun kar rahe ho? Mujhe aise force karne ka koi haq nahi hai!

Shubman leaned in closer, forcing Ishan to look at him.

His hand on Ishan’s waist tightened slightly, anchoring him.

Shubman : Tumhe lagta hai duniya tumhare hisaab se chalegi? Main tumhe dikhata hoon ki asli duniya kaisi hoti hai

Shubman : Tum hamesha bhaag jaate ho apni galtiyon se. Ab bhaagne ka option nahi hai

Ishan : Tum... tum sirf ek police officer ho. Tumhara kaam yeh nahi hai

Shubman : Mera kaam sirf rules todne walon ko rokna nahi hai. Mera kaam unhe sahi rasta dikhana bhi hai. Tum jaise ladke ko sudharna meri duty hai.

Ishan’s chest heaved as he tried to regain control of the situation.

But Shubman wasn’t letting go. His fingers at Ishan’s waist flexed slightly, grounding him further.

Shubman : Tumhe lagta hai tum sab kuch handle kar sakte ho, right?

Shubman : Toh mujhe dekho. Mujhse bhaagna band karo

Ishan : Kya dekhne se sab solve ho jayega?

Ishan muttered

Shubman : Pehli baar toh tumhare aankhon mein ego ke alawa kuch aur dikh raha hai

Shubman : hmm.. Shayad sudharne ka waqt aa gaya hai.

Finally, Shubman released his grip on Ishan’s waist but didn’t step back. His hand lingered on Ishan’s shoulder, steady but not forceful.

Shubman : Main tumhe ek chance de raha hoon. Apne aapko badalne ka. Par agar tum phir se yeh harkatein karte ho…

Ishan cut him off

Ishan : Tab kya? Tum mujhe phir se arrest karoge?

Shubman : Tab main tumhe sudharne ka aur tough tareeka dikhata hoon.

For the first time that night, Ishan didn’t have a snarky comeback

He simply nodded, his lips pressed into a thin line, and for once, he looked vulnerable.

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TYSM FOR READING!!!!!!

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