A lazy Sunday morning:
Sid: Shehnaaz.... abhee oo Gadhii..tel laga de yar.. kitni baar chillaya .. mera hi kaam nahi karti thu ... sabke karti hain..
SM: Siddharth.. tangg matt kar na uskoo... tune hi pucha na aloo ke parathe .. bana rahi hain.. ajayegiii..
Sid: haan aap karo side uski ... wo mere liye nahi banarahi hain... wo tho Neetu di keliyee .. aa rahi hainaa aaj...
Sid : Shehnaazzz yar.. aana bhe .. ruk main aaraha hu
Sana: kya hain.. kyu chillaraha hain Siddharth.. haath dekh .. kaam karrahi thi na...
Sid: main aade ghante se wait karrahu Shehnaaz... please na.. itna request karathi hain...tujhe ice cream chahiyeee hoti hain tho main jhat se leke jaata hu na.. bas meraa hi kaam nahi kartee..
he moves to his room throwing the oil bottle on the couch .. stomping in anger
Sana: Mumma.. ye bacha hain kya?..
SM: beta tere saath hi kartha hain... ab main kya bolu .. hogyaa kaam .. tho jaa kar dekh uskoo ..
Sana: haan .. ma hogaya.. bas usikeliye bana rahi thi .. socha khalegaa usko acha lagta hain.. aap keliye bhi banadiyaa hain.. main laa duu. yaha??
SM: nahi nahi . .lakshmi dedegi ... tu jaa uske paas ..
She picks up the plate of aloo parathas and oil in the other hand and goes into his room... he was sitting with a phula hua face on the bed and tapping his legs ..
Sana: ye le... khalee.. garam hain
Sid: nahiii.. tu jhaa.. matt kar mera koi bhi kaam .. jaa bhe
Sana: Siddharthhhh.. kyu karta hain yarrrr...dekh garam hainaa. tere liyee.. maine makhaan bhi daali .. please ... sorry .. chal tu khaa .. main tel lagathi hu ..
Sid: nahi ..bola na.. jja bhe paka matt.. har bhar request karuuu .. khud nahi aasakthi
Sana: aagayi na abb..baith .. baith na baby .. pleaseeee she said looking deep into his eyes
Baby .. that one word melted him all the time... he could throw tantrums all day just to hear that word...but why ??... neither of them chose to answer .. nor did they like to name their bond... for the outside world they were only friends .. family friends but they shared something more than that .. they shared something more than just friendship .. but never dared to discuss that ..fear it was maybe ... what if it created any differences .. neither of them wanted that... they always postponed it when the topic came up..
Sid sat down on the floor eating his parathas and Sana sat on the bed ... her legs over his shoulders and giving him a head massage..
Sana: kaisee bane hain?
Sid: as usual baby .. yummy... jor se karna .. ache se kar ..
Sana: haath dukhthe hain meree..
Sana: Siddharthhh...
Sid: bolll
Sana: wooo.. actuallyy...i need a help
Sid: bol na phir
Sana: mujhe na kuch books kharedne the.. maine neeche bookstore main pucha.. nahi hain.. koyi old market main milenge .. unhonekaha... kya main jauuu
Sid: akeli? nahi
Sana: phir ??
Sid : online karle nahi tho main leke jaungaa.. akeli matt jaa.. bas... kab hain tera exam .. agle mahine end mainaa...
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Matches Made in Heaven
General FictionEverything in life happens for a reason... Destiny can never be changed.. if its meant to be its meant to be ...