Dedicated to ♥ Zarahfarooq ♥
Vehicles honked and sped crazily along the lively and bustling streets of Mumbai. The traffic was extremely frustrating with the deafening horns and conjusted roads.
The irritated drivers and aggravated passers by combined with the daily pointless fights made it a worse scenario to be present in. It was a normal week day in the city and each tired, depressed being was dragging itself through the mess to its worldly goal of earning and living !
A black Honda city sped among the many vehicles making its way through the exhaustive traffic.
It screeched to a stop as the lights turned red and halted with the fellow vehicles. Unlike the other aggravated and irritated drivers, this
black City ZX was fortunate enough to be driven by a cheery guy who always seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood even in the midst of frustrating situations like this! May be he had seen worse or simply mastered the skill of masking emotions..!!
Arhaan tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he hummed Maher Zain's nasheed. He was wearing a pathani dress as always and a slight teasing smile had made its way onto his face seeing the irritated and grumpy looks of the nearby drivers which probably reminded him of his brother!
Arhaan shook his head as his brother's stern face came to his mind.
That guy really needs to loosen up.
Arhaan smiled widely at the memories of their fights . However he was brought out of his nostalgic world by the buzzing of his cellphone.
He received the call in his usual cheery way," Assalamualaikum Faisal my precious cousin."
After pausing to listen to his cousin Arhaan continued, " Alhamdulillah m fine. But what made you remember the one and only Arhaan Shaykh today? "
He laughed heartily as he cousin said something in response.
After a while he spoke again,
" No no there is no need for that all.
InshaAllah I will ask Ammi about the dinner but lunch we will be having on the way........" He paused to listen again as his eyebrows furrowed thoughtfully, " No no Faisal Ammi has made it clear we will be going straight to our house Shaykh villa.
As for Hanifa Khala's awesome cooking I will be visiting frequently InshaAllah during my stay."He grinned at the end and listened to his cousin's response.
"Yeah and we can.....", Arhaan was cut midsentence as the car behind him honked in a loud annoying manner.
"Wait a second......" He said into the phone and poked his head out to take a look at the car behind him.
"What is it grumpy fellow?" Arhaan yelled. The man in the car behind his glared at him and yelled back," Move ahead , and don't keep other people waiting because of your stupid buiseness. "
Arhaan looked ahead to see the vehicles ahead of his car had shifted a little forward. "What difference will that little distance make, grumpy? ," Arhaan yelled back at the man and before he could say anything in reply shifted back in and covered the little distance.
After the little annoying incident he resumed talking to his cousin," No no it isn't Afz, it's another grumpy I just met. Ya Allah , don't call him that infront of anyone Faisal, or else you will see my head on top of the gates of Shaykh villa."
His cousin said something at which he laughed again," I know but I was the one who named him that."
They talked for some more time until Arhaan heard the car behind him honk again. "Yeah Faisal see you tomorrow then InshaAllah in our own Sundarnagar. Now I have to go the grumpy behind is dying to have my attention. Ok then Assalamualaikum. "
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