𝓑𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓯𝓾𝓵 ғᴀɴᴛᴀsʏ

Hello? Kaun?

The light of dawn seeped into the room, through the slightly ajar curtains, breaking my peaceful slumber. Another beautiful day, bringing with it new hopes and aspirations. Smiling lazily at the thought I rubbed my bleary eyes followed by a stifled yawn, outstretching my arms as far as humanly possible. I made my way towards the windows, stumbling upon my hello-kitty slippers. Fine, I'm a bit clumsy. So what, none can blame me, I'm still sleepy.

There was a pearly glow everywhere. Purely crisp and clear. The rising sun casting a rosy hue across the morning sky lending the city a golden look. Melodic chorus of the birds........ Rinngggg........... Wait, what!!?

Turning my head towards the source of distraction I saw my phone screaming while relaxing upon the nightstand, interrupting my mind-blowing morning commentary. Pftt.

Huffing annoyedly I twirled back, stomping all the way towards the crazy-ass device and picked it up only after the third ring.

'Hello? '

'Hello? Am I speaking to Zoya? ', a confused female voice was heard from the other end.

'Yah but who are you? ', I clearly didn't recognise her. Is she family? Friend? Or worst, enemy!! I began to think all the possibilities.

'Jhali, mujhe bhul gayi!! Pehchan nahi payi!? ', she screamed all of a sudden, almost tearing my eardrums.

'Nahin, sorry, aap kaun? ', I asked again, thoroughly irritated by this pehchan-kaun thing.

'Yaarrrr, accha chhod. Mein hi batati hun'

'Yes, please'

'Inaayat', she spoke in a bored tone, and I could clearly feel her rolling eyes, making me discreetly chuckle.

'Aree tu!! Itne saalon baad meri yaad aayi, nahin!!! '

'Ohh ho ho, tu to aese bol rahi hai jaise roz subha shaam mujhe call karti hai'

'Oh hello, har baar me hi tujhe call karti hun, samjhi. Tune to sirf do ya teen baar call kiya tha, woh bhi do saal pehle', I pointed out precisely, smirking at my awesome memory power.

'Acchaa!? Okay baba sorry, galti ho gayi. Ab gussa mat kar aur bol, kaisi hai? '

'Ek dum first class. Tu apna bata'

'Mein bhi thik hun. Wahaan sab kaise hein? Aunty, uncle aur tera bhai? '

'Sab bahut hi acche hein. Tere ghar wale? '

'Haan, yahan bhi sab badhiya. Accha woh sab chhod, aur bata, aapke aashiq kaise hein?? ', and her teasing session began.

'Tera phir se shuru ho gaya na', God, what to do with this girl.

'Aree, bata na. Apne bachpan ke dost se chupayegi!! Haww, Zoya Siddiqui, this was least expected from you', drama queen.

'Bas bas, itna melodrama sehat ke liye accha nahi hai...... Accha sunn......', after taking a long deep breathe, 'Ghar pe nahi maan rahe hein', I finally disclosed and was damn sure, my voice must've sounded like a total whin.

'Tu tention mat le re. Sirf Allah pe bharosa rakh. Upar wala hai na sab thik kar dega', she assured me in her confident tone, making me for once glad to have a friend like her.

'Yaar tere muh me ghee-shakar', I purred emotionally, wiping my fake tears appreciably. Sometimes I can also get senti.

'Konse zamane me jee rahi hai tu!? Chocolates aur cookies bhej, ye ghee-shakar me nahi khati, chee', she stated in her usual dramatic way, this time "making me" roll eyes at her antics.

'Haan haan thik hai...... Wese tu ye bata, Mumbai aane ka tera koi irada hai bhi ya nahi!? '

'Yaarrr, mann to bahut kar raha hai tum logon se milne ka par kya karoon, Abbu ki tabiyat thodi naazuk hai abhi. Tujhe pata hai na unhe heartattack aaya hua tha!? ', she reminded me and I felt guilty for asking her due to my own selfish reasons.

'Sorry re Inni, dimag se nikal gaya tha..... Par tu chinta mat kar, tere abbu bahut jaldi thik ho jayenge. Mein unke liye dua karoongi'

'Hmm...... But I promise, jab abbu ki halat me sudhaar aayega tab pakka tere paas daudi chali aaungi, aur wese bhi...... Mujhe mere hone wale jiju se bhi to milna hai. Aur tera nikah me kaise miss kar sakti hun!? ', and she skillfully changed the whole downcast air into a playful one. One of the prime reason for me loving her.

'Bas haan, bahut ho gaya. Jab teri baari aayegi na tab dekhlungi tujhe, sab ka barabar hisab lungi, abhi se bata de rahi hun', I tried playing along.

'Accha baba thik hai. Tab ka tab dekhenge. Abhi me chalti hun, ammi bula rahi hein. Baad me baat karte hein. Khuda hafiz'

'Okay, khuda hafiz', and the call was disconnected, leaving a smile adorned on my face.

Well, morning was pretty good, I guess rest of the day is going to be this very smooth. Fingers crossed.

After placing the phone in it's usual place. It's comfort zone, the soft fluffy bed. Urgh. I think I really need to stop this meaningless useless jealousy rants. Whatever, I went to the restroom to complete my morning chores and once I was perfectly freshened up I made my way towards the downstairs, with my phone, to feed my hungry tummy.

'Ammi bhook lagi hai khana do', I shouted from across the empty dining room, fully drowned in my Candy Crush Saga.

'Bas do minute aur', came her rushed reply from the kitchen, loud enough for me to hear.

After her "2 minutes" she finally decided to grace me with her presence alongwith my favorite blueberry pancakes. Yummy!! I must admit, today's really a wonderful day for me. Maybe Inaayat is lucky for me. Guess I have to thank her later. But now lemme thank my stars and start eating.

'Aaj aapko kahin jana hai kya? ', she asked all of a sudden, interrupting my moment with my pancakes.

'Umm..... Nahin to. Kyun? Kuch kaam tha kya?? ', I asked casually, before taking a mouth full of morsel.

'Darasal kal aapke abbu bata rahein the ke aapko dekhne aaj ladke wale aane wale hein', and just like that she dropped the bomb shaking my whole life to the core.

WTF!!!!!

And here I was thinking that today was my day!!!

Great way to start.

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Thought to write a humour filled fun filled story.

So here it is, 𝓑𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓯𝓾𝓵 ғᴀɴᴛᴀsʏ

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Yours Priti♡