RAABTA : A collection of short stories

VII

"Mubarakaan Bhai mubarakaan..." Ayaan hugged Arhaan tight enough to suffocate him....

"Haan bas ho gaya" Arhaan caught his breath somehow and tried to hide the red tint on his cheeks ....

"Bhai abhi shaadi me time hai....thoda sharm bacha kar rakhein" Ayaan patted his back not at all leaving him

"What rubbish...mai kyun sharmaunga?" Arhaan pulled out and tried to get away

"Wo toh aap hi jaane" Ayaan shrugged but the naughtiness in voice caught Arhaan offguard "Tu ruk"

Ayaan was jumping like a monkey in order to escape but Arhaan followed him .......

"Aah.." Ayaan rubbed his forehead as he collided with Ibrahim who was coming with Rahat and Azhar after seeing off the guests .

"Kya...kar rahe ho" Ibrahim frowned

"Wo Arhaan bhai mujhe pareshan kar rahe hain" Ayaan made a baby face.

Arhaan caught the collar of Ayaan's shirt from back and pulled him "Kya keh raha tha huh"

"Maine toh wahi kaha jo maine dekha..."

"Acha"

"Ibrahim bhai ko kabhi sharmate hue dekha hai....."

"Excuse me" Ibrahim narrowed his eyes at Ayaan who was masking his head from Arhaan's hits

"Arre ... aapki bhi toh shaadi hone waali hai...bhaijaan....magar aap par toh kuch asar hi nahi dikhta....aur yahaan baat pakki hui nahi ki Arhaan bhai ke gaal laal hona shuru ho gaye" Ayaan was continuously laughing

"Toh kya sadak par nachne lagun" Ibrahim grimaced

"Nahi sadak par nahi lekin Safi ke sath toh nach hi sakte hain na shaadi par" Azhar pointed out and winked at Rahat.

"Keep me away from all these things" Ibrahim showed his finger

"Allah ka shukar hai aapne Keep me away from Safiya nahin kaha" Rahat showed his teeth which seeing Ibrahim's glare,went inside with the same speed with which they came  out.

"Bhaijaan....by any chance..are you blushing?" Azhar said noticing Ibrahim's ears turning a little red

"What rubbish...." Ibrahim's tone came out unintentionally loud which gave the warning "Back off"

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"Mujhe ek chapter samajh me nahin aa raha...aap samjha dein" Safiya came in the hall and saw Ibrahim sitting with Sartaaj

"Hmm....baitho" Ibrahim asked Safiya to sit in the adjacent single couch...

"Abbu aap jayein..." Safiya didn't know why she was feeling uncomfortable in the presence of her father....she was just studying but still.

"Arre....kyun bhai..." Sartaaj atonce denied

"Sahi toh keh rahi hai .... aap principal ki tarah wahan kyun baithe hue hain" Nausheen who just came in the hall frowned at her husband.....here she wanted the two of them to spend some time together ...whatsoever be the reason.....and here her husband was hell bent on spoiling their time...

"Arre but problem kya hai"

"Mai batati hun kya problem hai...chalein uthein aap"

"Arre Nausheen"

"Miya Biwi ke beech me baith kar aap kya karenge" Nausheen whispered taking Sartaaj to their room

"Miya Biwi...?" Sartaaj was shocked

"Ye lo...dono baap beti ek hi khet ke muli hain"

"Naraaz kyun ho rahi hai...wo kabhi un donon ko aise dekha nahin aur waise bhi wo use padha raha tha" Sartaaj tried to manofy his wife.