I have no idea, what struck my mind or what made me do this, but suddenly, I myself turned back and shouted - "Kabir Yaaaaaar".
To add on to my embarrassment, Kshiteej looked back, as well - and simply glared at me - in utter confusion - wanting to know - more about this new name.
#SABOTAGED.
I was simply speechless, as Kabir started laughing loudly at me.
"Woh...actually..." I myself started to give an explanation, to Kshiteej's confused expression, as he still stared at me, while Kabir walked towards us.
After 2 seconds, I was simply speechless, as I was unable to make, any false story in my mind.
Since, I stayed silent - Kshiteej himself asked - "Yeh kya tha?"
"Bro..."Kabir looked at Kshiteej and spoke - "Yeh maine tera naya naam rakha hain"
"Kabira...what name is this?" Kshiteej glared at Kabir, as I still stood silent.
"K-double E - J" because
K - tere naam mein silent hain aur "EEJ" - joh last mein aata hain.
Kshiteej was unable to understand this horrible logic, which Kabir had given and after a complete silence of 5 seconds, he exclaimed -
"Kabir, mere bhai..." Kshiteej put his hand on Kabir's shoulders.
"Bhai, tu bachpan se hi itna pagal tha - ya yeh teri tuition ka asar hain."
I simply couldn't control my laughter - as I knew, that both of them - used to tease other for their respective tuitions - since both of them, were preparing for CA - but from different tuitions.
"Ek second...tujhe itni hasi kyu aa rahi hain - tu bhi woh same tuition mein padhti hain na!" Kabir's statement made me quiet, in one single second.
"Aur woh toh thik hain - but jitna maine sunna - tune MISS (Ms.) Keej bola."
"Right?" Kshiteej enquired off again, and this time - it was me, who was going to be, in a trouble.
Kabir couldn't answer and Kshiteej looked at me and spoke -
"By the way Shweta, tum kyu piche palati?" #SABOTAGED.
This time, Kabir had a reply. Though this reply - was not an answer, rather it was a counter - question.
"Pehle tu bata...MISS Bolne par bhi, tu kyu palta...kahi tu bhi toh...hahaha"
That horrible and horrendous smile on Kabir's face, was annoying enough to make his complete mockery and make Kshiteej leave the scene.
This was probably the last statement, as our conversation ended abruptly.
After this Sunday meeting, I was a little pissed off with Kabir - for purposely revealing the secrets.
We had a talk outside our tuition on Thursday evening - wherein he again said sorry and promised me, that he will never put forward this topic, from next time, in front of anyone.
"Acha Kabir, ek baat bata - uss din ke baad - tujhe Kshiteej ka phone aaya tha kya?"
"Haan...aaya toh tha!" I was a little tensed with his answer.
"Kya bola usne?" I asked.
"Arre kuch nahi...bas padhai ki baat thi - tuitions and all ko leke, AUR..." before he completed, I couldn't resist and interrupted -

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