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Kumar ki Prem Kathaa.........

Wokay so kums getting married ...itna jaldi bhai? Is the question popping up in u r mind... anyways the story starts in this style.. Kums was going on his bike an suddenly a Zen hits his bike ....Apna Kums ko gussa aa gaya and opened the door of the car and suddenly aankhe mili aur pyar ho gaya.. yes folks love at frust sight (pun intended) well Kums comes to his senses ...and says in a calm way (usually while talking to a girl OUTSIDE sanchar. Kums talks calmly surprising Ain't it?)"Aap ne meri bike ko scratch diya hai par us se bada scratch mere dil par diya hai "romantic ain't it? Anyways like in pictures runnin around trees and bushes and hangin in gardens, parks ...going to the beaches enjoyin nariyal paani....he was in heaven......And then the most darawna cheez his GF did to him ..she sang ...."Shayad meri shaadi ka khayal .....isi liye mom's and dad's ne ghar pe lunch par bulaya hai". Kums reaction AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA our reaction..... AAAAAAAAAAAA ....
Anyways he went there........ first reaction of Kums was I am in hell.......well his sasur asked "Honewale damadji aapka age, sex, height, weight, past life "Kums answered the sex part incorrectly.... censored version ...what to do we r like this only... Ok sasu asked "meri beti ko khush rakh sakoge kya??" to this Kums replied yes with my tond ki kasam (this tond which our don adored like anything) The next thing was the biggest regret of life 'marriage' but it has its own fun..........
Kums future plans two saand jrs. who bullies Asha (courtesy of don`s dreemzzzzzz)this may seem like a dreeemmmzzzzzzzzzz but it ain`t.........
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