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CHAPTER 8: START OF SOMETHING NEW
HUSSAIN'S END
"Shehry! Shehry! yar nikal bhi aa ub, kia ghantey laga ra hea saley!" I kicked the bathroom door for the tenth time; hell irritating was my brother... sala lerkiyon ki terha nahata hea I kicked the door again.
"Shehry!"
"Shehry!" no response.
"Saley mar war to nai gaya? ragarr raggar ker khatam na ho jana"
"Nikal!" banging on the door I sighed in frustration as he didn't even bother to reply rather kept on singing in his weird as hell bathroom voice.
"piya re! piya re! tharey bina lagey nahi maraa jiya re!" I rolled my eyes as he kept on singing at the top of his sureeli voice, irritating me even more.
"tharey bina mohey chain na aawey...
Dhak... dhak... dhak mara ji ghabrawey" I could literally feel him acting on the lyrics inside... aaarggh! Idiot.
"Shehry shut the hell up and come out" I shouted this time. "Am getting late" I added looking at the wall clock at my back, it was my second day at school, my class was about to start in an hour and I was still here standing in my trousers waiting for my idiot brother to stop raggra-fy himself.
"If I am not wrong we have another bathroom in the apartment... so why don't YOU shut up and move your charan there?" I heard him saying back all calmly and sweetly, I cursed him.
"The shower is not working remember! Gajjni!" I said forcefully and heard him chuckling.
"Acha ruk!" he said and for a couple of moments I just heard movements then slowly he opened the door a bit and his hand came out holding a ....lota? What the...
"And what exactly should I do with it?" absentmindedly I held the lota in my hand as he again shut the door.
"Make Rooh Afzah in it" I heard him saying sarcastically and I gritted my teeth. "Naha ja ker is se kameeney!" he added shouting, I threw the lota on the door making a loud noise and turned around to leave the room.
"oye Khotey! Je Lota toota na te Dolly aunty de chitter yaad rakheen firr" I heard him yelling from inside, ignoring his stupidity I stepped out of the room finding Mom busy doing something on the kitchen counter.
"Mom! I am telling you, ap ka beta kisi din zaya ho jae ga merey hathon" I hurried towards her who kept on spreading cream over the yummy looking dessert, a smile was there on her face as always.
"Mom!" I said rather forcefully this time and she looked up at me. "Shehry is...Wooa!!!
I was about to finish my sentence when she shoved up a spoon full of fruit trifle in my mouth shutting it up.... Had to confess it was yummy! Mom's taste Ahhh! I literally forgot the complaint for a while.
"How is it?" she asked, her eyes sparkling and I smiled.
"Perfection personified in my Mom's hands" bending down towards her face I kissed her cheek and she smiled widely, lightly slapping my arm.
"Acha what happened? q subha subha merey hero ka moo latka hua hea?" she asked putting the cream hose back on the marble counter.
"Pata nai kia chamka raha hea ander, it's been seriously a whole hour that he is bathing himself" I said frowning and Mom smiled in response..... Aaarrgh! Why does she never say anything to him? bara honey ke najaaiz faidey, huhn!
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