Later the bell rang and Vibha opened the door to see Faisal.
Fais: Namaste aunty.
Vibha: Namaste. Tum kaun? [Namaste. Who are you?]
Fais: Siddharth ka teacher. [Siddharth's teacher.]
Vibha: Acha. SID.
Sid came there and saw Faisal.
Sid: Good afternoon sir.
Fais: Good afternoon.
They went to Sid's room. After sometime Jaan came there with water and a folder. Fais was looking in the book so she thought he didn't see her. Sid looked up to see her and made a face which she immediately understood what she meant and glared him.
Fais: Siddharth, padhai karle. [Siddharth, study.]
Sid immediately went back to reading. They were shocked how did he know without looking up, but then they never understand.
Jaan: Sir, you want something?
She asked while handing the water to him.
Fais: No, thanks.
Jaan: And here are the notes.
She said sitting beside him while facing him. They were sitting on the floor finding it a better place than the table and bed. He took them and went through them.
Fais: Ok, I'll return as soon as I'm done.
She went out.
Vibha: Kuch chahiye use? [Does he want anything?]
Jaan: Nahi. [No.]
Just then Reem came there.
Reem: Jaan, in Indian dresses mein kaise manage karti hai tu? [Jaan, how do you manage in Indian dresses?]
Jaan: Tera hi idea tha na aaj indian pehen ne ka, maine kal confirm bhi kiya tha tujhse. [It was your idea to wear indian today, I confirmed yesterday from you.]
Reem: Ha par tujhe dekh kar lag raha hai jaise humesha se pehenti aayi ho. [Yes but it looks like you have been wearing it since forever.]
Jaan: Humesha se toh nahi, par kayi baar peheni hai maine, saari aur baaki sab Indian clothes, humesha se mujhe bahut pasand hai. [Not since forever, but I have worn it many times, I have always loved saari and other Indian clothes.]
Abhi: Aur yeh baat mujhse behtar kaun jaan sakta hai? [And who can know this better than me?]
Jaan: Ha, woh bhi hai. Aur mai saari pehen kar andar gayi. Sid mujhe itna ajeeb look diya. [Yes, even that's true. And I wore saari and went inside. Sid was giving such a weird look.]
Abhi: Mai imagine kar sakta hu, saari pehen kar haat mein tray lekar gayi. Aur poocha hoga, aapko kuch chahiye? [I can imagine, wearing a saari and a tray in hand. You must asked, do you need anything?]
All except Jaan chuckled.
Jaan: Tum dono bilkul ek jaise ho, woh bhi mujhe waisa hi look de raha tha. Aur pata nahi kya kya bakwaas marta sir nahi hote waha toh. [You both are the same, even he was giving me the same look. And I don't know what all he would have been blabbering if sir wasn't there.]
Vibha: Ab ho gaya na. Aur maine tujhe bola kyunki tujhe notes dene the waise bhi. [Now its done right. And I just asked you to go as you had to give notes also.]
Jaan: Hmm. Reem, tujhe itna uncomfortable ho raha hai toh change karle. [Hmm. Reem you can change if its uncomfortable.]
Reem: Teri saari dekh kar pucha tha maine toh, kurte mein kya uncomfortable. [I asked seeing your saari, nothing is uncomfortable in kurta.]
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Love never gives pain
Fanfiction'Love gives pain.' Something many have heard, few even believe. But meet these people who believe love never gives pain. Separation, betrayal, distance, third person, all these give us pain, but the reason is believed to be- 'if we never fell in lov...
