we all loved to listen to the fairy tales our grandma used to tell when we were young, didn't we? what will happen if the same old nepali tale will be written and presented in a different way.
"you forget about me." the younger said in a broken voic...
A week later, the whole castle was upside down why you may ask. Because it was the prince's birthday. The servants were running here and there. Some were managing the curtains and decorations while some were managing the food and some were checking the guest list. Well, you can say that it was chaotic. Sisir was in charge of the guest list and he was handling it very well.
(A/N: Sisir is so my type.)
The king was also checking the decorations and food after all it is his little prince's eight birthday and he wanted to make it special. He had a little surprise for both of his son's as well. And what was Basanta doing you may ask. Well he was sleeping peacefully as it was only 8 in the morning and the party will start from 9 am. Suddenly, someone entered his room and went near his bed with something in his hand. The person smirked which looked creepy. When I mean creepy, it means hell creepy. So, what do you all think what will happen to our little basnata. The person went near Basanta's ear and shouted: "chito uth kumkaran ko santan" ( ̄o ̄) . z Z
Translation: "Wake up fast. You. lazy head." Due to the sudden sound, Basanta woke up and shouted with his eyes closed, " mammi bhut ahhhh.. ma ahile 10 barsa ko pani bhachaina. Girlfriend pani chaina mero. Malai nalai za aaaa.."
Translation: "oh my god. Mommy. Ghost. Aahh.. I haven't even reached ten years of my life. I don't even have a girlfriend. Please don't take me with you. Aaa.. "
(A/N: my father always wakes me up in the morning by shouting near my ear or by suddenly coming in my room with a loud bang. And me and my siblings annoy each other this way. Like why the hell does it make you satisfied when we see our siblings like that. And I am using my own nepali language here along with the translation for a few chapters. I just felt like I should write it here. I felt comfortable while writing in my own language.so bear with it."
After that when Basanta heard no sounds accept for loud laughter. He slowly opened his eyes, praying to god for his safety and saw...
Sisir holding a mini cake with candles and laughing like a witch at his baby brother's condition. he even had little tears in his eyes because of laughing too much. Basanta rubbed his eyes and stood up on his bed. He was confused what just happened a while ago. After a while, it clicked him that his brother tricked him. He looked at Sisir with a pure betrayal and an annoyed look. He took his nearby pillow and throw at Sisir and luckily it didn't hit Sisir. Then, Basanta said irritated by his brother's actions "ke hudai cha yesto? Kati ramro sapna dekhi rakhe ko thiye mahile kina uthayeko. Hai mero pyaro beauty sleep"
Translation: "what the hell is happening here? Why did you wake me up early in the morning? I was seeing a very beautiful dream and you ruined it. Oh my lovely beauty sleep."
Sisr looked at him with a done face and said, "sorry bro. but your terrified face was hilarious. The went you went like waaa..ahh.. that was truly a show worthy act. You would be cast as a main joker in a circus. I should prank you more like this often." Basanta glared at his brother. Suddenly he noticed the cake on Sisir's hand and gave him a confuse look.
Suddenly, Basanta remembered that it was his birthday. His tenth birthday. Today was the day he was born into his mother's loving arms. Before he could process more. Sisir started to sing, "happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday Basanta~~~ happy birthday to you. Now blow up the candles quickly before the wax will reach up to the cake." Basanta quickly blow up the candles and said excitedly, "you remembered my birthday. Thank you bro." "of course. I remember how could I forget. Mero pyaro gadha (my lovely donkey.)" Sisir said while softly flicking the younger's forehead. Basanta owed and pouted. He said, "don't call me that. I am prince and you are the future king. Be serious dude and on top of that today is my birthday. Sop with all of the teasing already." Sisir who was busy laughing stopped his action and nodded his head before bowing to his brother dramatically. Basanta sighed and rolled his eyes at his silly brother. they both removed the candles and ate the cake.
Suddenly, Sisir said, "oh, I actually forget to tell you. I have a surprise for you. So get dressed. The maids have already organized your dress for today's party. So, don't be picky and just go wear it because it will suit you well. I bet a lollipop on that" Hearing his brother Basanta nodded his head excitedly and ran to his attached bathroom and did his morning routine. After that, he went to his wardrobe which had a huge secret room inside of it surrounded with different clothes and mirrors that was attached to his own bedroom. The wardrobe had different types of clothes along with the cultural and modern.
(A/N: damn, these rich people .. and this is a historical-modern story. Like I don't know the date where Sisir and basnata were born and the era as well. And I wanted to add some modern details although it should be a story representing nepal's culture on festivals and cultures. Sorry. Our culture is hard to explain in my opinion or moreover you can say that i don't know anything about nepali culture although i am raised in nepal. like there are so many different cultures of different castes. But, don't mind me. I am dumb. And it can be truly recognized only by your eyes. So, do visit Nepal if you are interested.)
Sisir waited for a while for his brother. He had already been dressed up for the party. After what felt like hours, Basanta came out looking amazing in that blue suit which looked quite comfortable as well. He looked at Sisir who was dozing off in the wall. Sisir nearly fell asleep because he was tired of helping and managing in the ball room to manage the guests later. He went near him and shake him lightly. Sisir came out on his senses and made his vision clear. Sisir said jokingly, "it took you forever there. I thought you were kidnapped or something." Then, Basanta replied sassily, "can' t you even wait for me for a little while. Patience bro patience. your future wife will even take longer time." Basanta said with a playful smirk. Sisir rolled his eyes and mumbled a 'whatever.' They both complimented each other's outfits and headed towards the palace's hall where the party was organized. Basnata awed at the decoration as it looked beautiful. They both went downstairs through the stairs like pure royals which they are. The people surrounding them looked at them with a bright smile on their faces. They looked cute as both were wearing the same color dress but it was unique in it's own way.
Sisir and basnata's outfits :
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(A/n: just imagine the dress in small size. sorry i couldn't find a proper dress for them. and the photo is from pinterest. and i don't know these men as well. bye. see you next saturday.)
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