Gurya (Doll) / Ehsas e Talluq (Realisation of Relationship)

Part 63

The doll had broken. Someone had broken her doll badly. It was her favourite and was gifted to her. She always kept it with her so it doesn't get broken or lost but since she was getting late to school today, she forgot to keep it in the bag. It was afternoon and the sky was clear as the sun was shining brightly. There was silence everywhere and her hiccups were breaking that silence. Her eyes had fallen on the doll as soon as she came from school. It had dirt over it with ripped clothes and some body parts of the doll were separated and was laying beside the flower pot. She ran and picked her doll up but the broken parts didn't come in her hand and stayed on the ground, thus she had half the doll in her hand. Her heart sank, the doll was very dear to her. Her eyes brimmed with tears and she sat there on the floor holding her doll in her hands. The tears coming out of her eyes were falling on the doll. Her doll was small and innocent. It could never hurt anyone. After a few moments, she picked the parts of her doll up and put them inside her school bag and went inside, wiping her face. She had to do bandages on her doll. Her doll was broken but it was alive. She had to repair it.

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"Ok Toh Bacho I think it may rain, phr hum sab...yani Momal and Ali bheeg jayengy kiunke tum teeno toh naha k aye ho water pipe se and ab mery galay lag kr mujhay b poora geela krchuky ho , islye garage wali side me bethty hain jahan shade hai so we can eat while enjoying the scene together because inside there are so many people and mama baba are busy. So go and sit in garage, I'll bring the food there." The kids stood up and went to the lawn except one who was still standing with an arm around his neck. He glared at her who was looking ahead where her friends left. She turned her head ,smiled at him and opened her arms. He frowned and picked her up, arguing meant spending 10 minutes arguing and then picking her up so he went for the option that didn't waste time.

(Ok so kids...then we all...I mean momal and Ali will be soaked in water because you three already took a bath with a water pipe and now made my clothes wet too after hugging me...so let's sit in the garage under shade....)

"Ganda baby. I love U." He kissed her cheek and dropped her beside the other 4 in the garage and went inside.

(Bad...)

Wania frowned and Ayaan raised his eyebrows when they saw him. His clothes had dirt and were wet from the front as well.

"Ye kaise hua?" Wania asked.

(How did this happen?)

"Tumharay kapron ko kia hua? Bachay kidhr?" Ayaan asked.

(What happened to your clothes? Where are the kids?)

Arsalan frowned. They left their troublemakers with him, and now asking questions as if he himself was playing with dirt or jumped in the pool.

"Mitti kha raha tha main and water pipe se nahane ka toh maza hi alag hota hai. Ap donon ke wo teen adad jo choty packet hain, ye naik kaam unka hi hai." He replied as if this was an obvious answer and they weren't supposed to ask that question.

(I was eating mud and playing with water pipes is a different kind of fun. You both's three little ones did this good deed.)

"Do. Teesri wali ki harkaton ka ilzam tum apne pas rkha kro, aur mujhay yakeen hai sara hath usi ka hai." Ayaan corrected him.

(Two. Take the blame of everything by the third one yourself, and I am pretty sure she did all this.)

"Allah ye kia kia unho ne? Kapry gandy krlye? Ab teeno ke kapry badlu...Balke dono ke...Umair ne toh kch nai kia hoga right?"

Arsalan frowned. Umair was holding the pipe when he saw them.

(Allah what did they do? They dirtied their clothes. Now I have to change the clothes of three. In fact two...Umair didn't do anything, right?)