North Boi aur Bujji ke beech sab kuch itna natural tha,
jaise unke beech koi “distance” naam ki cheez exist hi na karti ho.
Subah-subah North Boi message karta:
“Good morning, Bujji! Ate breakfast?”
Aur Bujji reply karti:
“Ayy North Boi… first you.”
Phir shuru hoti unki roz ki nok-jhok…
Lekin har lafz mein chhupa hota tha care
Bujji kabhi Telugu mein baat karti,
North Boi confuse sa dekhta
Par phir bhi har ek word se pyaar karta.
Woh kehta:
“Mujhe samajh na aaye tab bhi main sununga…
Tum bolti ho toh achcha lagta hai.”
Bujji hasti… phir sharma ke phone side rakh deti.
Dono ki pasand alag…
• Ek ko pani puri bahut pasand
• Dusre ko gol gappe
Bas naam alag pyaar same!
Culture alag, accent alag,
Lekin chemistry? Solid.
Kabhi kabhi Bujji kehta:
“You’re mine nlyyy
”North Boi ke dil mein fireworks
Lekin zubaan pe sirf ek cool sa reply:
“Always.”
Dono jaan gaye the…
Ye kahani sirf chat tak simit nahi rehne wali.
Kabhi na kabhi
North South ko gale laga hi lega
Sambhal jao duniya…
Bujji & her North Boi
abhi toh bas shuru hue hain!
