It was another usual morning for everyone. But not for Shahid's. The house which is usually silent because of their busy residents is bustling today. No there wasn't any guest or function. There was nothing different as for now, but the four people of the house were more active than usual. It was going to be special.
Shumaila was seen in the kitchen walking from one corner to another. Sahil was seen cleaning the living area. Yes! Sahil Shahid was cleaning!
He regretted being this excited for today. And cherry on the cake, he had no classes today.
" Sahil yrr achhe se saaf kro. Abhi bhi wahan nishan hai" Shahid said sipping his tea. He was asked to supervise the work of cleaning of the whole house.
(Sahil clean it nicely. There's still a mark.)
" Bss kr den Abbu. Orr kitna saaf karun? Aapka showpiece hi off-white h to main kitna bhi ghis kr white thhodi kr skta hun." Sahil scoffed.
(Please stop it dad. How much should I clean? Now that your showpiece is off-white itself no matter how much I rub it won't get white.)
" Hnn lekin wo nishan to saaf kr hi skte ho." Shahid said pointing at a side.
(Yes but you can atleast clean that mark.)
" Kya nishan? Ye!?"
(What mark? This!?)
" Hnn whi tumhare thumb ke paas."
(Yes that near your thumb.)
" Ya khuda, abbu design h wo." Sahil said rolling his eyes.
(Ohh god, dad that's design.)
" Kya? Ye scratch lgg rha hai. Kon laata h aisi cheezein ghr me?" Shahid asked irritated.
(What? It looks like a scratch. Who brings such thing home?)
" Aapne hi ammi ko gift kiya tha 2 saal pehle." Sahil gave him a tight lipped smile.
(You yourself gifted it to Mom 2 years back.)
" Accha tum haath tez chalao. Zaban nahi." Shahid quickly chamged the topic.
(Ohh you move your hand faster. Not tongue.)
" Good Morni- Ye kya chl rha h??" Mehreen who was now descending the stairs loudly asked with agape expressions.
(What's going on??)
" Safai abhiyaan! Wanna participate?" Sahil mocked.
(Cleaning Campaign!)
" No thanks!" Mehreen too smiled sarcastically and called her mother.
" Uthh gyi baccha. Baitho nashta kr lo." Shumaila came with a casserole.
(You woke up baby. Sit have breakfast.)
" Jee ammi. Lekin ye sbb kya ho rha h?" Mehreen asked pulling a chair for herself.
(Yes mom. But what's this all going on?)
" Lunch pe Ahmeds aa rhe hain na. Isliye safai krwa rhi hun." Shumaila smiled happily.
(Ohh Ahmeds are coming for lunch right. That's why I'm getting it cleaned.)
" Itni kya safai Ammi. Kya khaas krna h aaplogon ko." Mehreen asked serving herself some upma.
(Why so much work Mom. What special are you gonna do.)
" Bss ghr saaf rhe orr kya." Shahid shrugged placing his empty cup.
(Just cleaning the house what else.)
" Sahil? Kahan gya ye ladka!" Shumaila called unable to find him.
(Where did this boy went!)
" Arre ammi yahin hun. Aapke shauhar chhoden tb na kahin jaun." Sahil yelled coming from behind the shelves.
(Ohh mom I'm here only. If your husband leave me only then I will go somewhere.)
" Kya shakl bnayi h tumne apni?? Ohh Allah." Shumaila face-palmed looking at his dishelved state. Hair all messy with some dirt on it, face all sweaty, a dusting cloth hanging on his shoulder.
(What have you made yourself??)
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OUR ARRANGED LOVE MARRIAGE
Short StoryAn Arranged Marriage with a spark of love!! Two people tied in a pious bond of marriage by their family. Sounds boring?? Arrange Marriage?? Ohh, it is Arranged but..... with love! Dive in to see the not so simple life of Ahmeds and Shahids.... Th...
