Tears of Insecurity

Chapter Thirty Four

Previously -

"Naa sabko main hi villain kyu lag raha hu? Jo kiya wo uske bhale ke liye hi kiya na! Main dekh raha tha ki pichle do hafto se uski acche se neend naa hui hai, tension main thi har baar chori. Isiliye toh uska man dhyan main rakhte hue hi uske liye ye sab kar raha hu. Ab wo bahar jaayegi rohtak se toh uska hi man halka hoga na? Toh kya galat kar diya manne?", Dharampal asked angrily.

"Problem aapke intentions se nahi hai papaji, problem aapke baat karne aur baat rakhne ke tarike se hai. Suhseela ki baat aap Maan sakte the na? Ek baje ke baad jaa sakte the hum lekin nahi! Aapne usse kya kya nahi suna Diya!", Garima looked at her father with anger.

"Mujhe kuch naa sunna hai. Kal subha 11 baje apni behen ko leke neeche aaja. Hum kal subha hi nikal rahe hai. Jaao sab packing kar lo. Waise bhi kya hi ukhad legi chori yo match Jeet kar?", Dharampal said storming inside his room.
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Pramod came home early around 7 in the evening and went straight to take a shower. Once he was done, he came out wearing fresh pair of clothes. He had to go to airport to to pick up his bestfriend, he was as usual running late. He took his car keys and wallet and moved downstairs only to get a shock.

His bestfriend, was standing at the bottom of the staircase with a deadly look on her face. She crossed her arms on here chest and waited patiently for her bestfriend to come down. His parents were standing each beside her as the three adorned the same body language and expressions. He gulped and checked his watch to see the time. He cursed himself under his breath as he realised that he didn't leave the hospital at seven, instead he left it at eleven.

Pramod tried to put on a brave face as he walked down the stairs with a nervous smile. He waved at them as he stepped on the last step. They waved back at him with a a sarcastic smile on their faces.

The three of them then circled him as they glared hard at him. Pramod was seconds away from screaming 'bloody murder' because of their intimidating, scary looks.

"Kyu safed mogre, tu apne aap ko kya samjhta hai? Queen Victoria hai tu?", Lily, his childhood bestfriend asked stepping hard on his feet. Pramod yelped in pain as he clutched his now paining leg, wobbling on one foot.

"Nahi, Queen Victoria toh chal basi hai behen.", The smart ass within Pramod answered, angering his bestfriend on a new level.

"Toh tu Queen Elizabeth toh hoga hi kyu?", Lily asked again, elbowing him hard in his stomach.

"Nahi Lackwindar, nahi! Tu kyu aise faltu sawal puch rahi hai?", Pramod asked clutching his stomach in pain.

"Toh fir Teri himmat kaisi hui mujhe airport pe akele chod ke jaane ki? Tu lene kyu nahi aaya? Itna kaise busy ho gaya tu, ki teri ek lauti bestfriend ko tak tu receive karne nahi aaya!?", Lily shook Pramod from his shoulder and yelled in his face angrily. At this point, Parmod was about to cry and throw tantrums.

"Yaar wo hospital main itna busy ho gaya ki time bhi check nahi kiya. Sorry!", Pramod said trying to gain his balance as Lily continued to shake him.

"Ohh, waah! Dekh rahi hai aap Mini aunty? Mujhe lene aana tha isiliye tujhe mout si aati hai, warna yahi agar Susheela hoti toh kya appointments aur kya surgeries, mahashay toh apna kaam dhanda sab bech ke chal dete 'tum husna pari, tum jaane jahan, tum sabse haseen, tum sabse jawan!' bolte bolte apni girlfriend ke pass!", Lily said crossing her arms in anger, a cute frown on her face.

"Aww jealous?", Pramod had the audacity to smile cutely at his pissed off bestfriend.

"Dekh safed mogre, main na already bohot garam dimag ki hu toh tu mujhe aur irritate mat kar. Kal Susheela ki match ke jagha hum dono ka match ho jaana hai agar abhi tune mujhse maafi nahi maangi toh!", Lily said stomping on his foot.