Credits: to the rightful owners for the song and the picture I used here.
Early winter morning sunrays covered the house in a warm blanket. Smell of food wafted in the air creating a dream like atmosphere. Tinkling of water along with the tapping of feet and low humming can be heard from the bathroom . Though they were not in rythm with the song playing on the old radio but still gave a sense of peace.
Move your body baby
Move like this move like that
You groove your body
Baby sliping far to mp3
Yo yo yo yo
Ok here we goDownstairs
After packing her daughter's lunch box and keeping it properly inside her bag along with the water bottle. Mrs. Nain hastly looked at the walk clock before huffing under her breath and running upstairs like a ninja with thoughts like ~ where did she get the traits of being so slow and lazy TT TT... running in back of her mind, to ask her dear daughter to get ready or else she will be missing her bus.
Na jaane kab yeh huwa
Na kisi ko khabar
Na khud ko pata
Khoye khoye rehte
Hum yahan hain
Silsilo ka silsila hai
Huwa shuru abb
Jo nikle bhi jaan
Abb se hai hum
Raahi chaahton kelistning to the high volume music playing inside the room, she turned the door-knob and entered the room. And god help her ... whole room was mess with clothers thrown everywhere without missing a spot and her dear daughter was nowhere to be seen. This is going to be lot of work she thought before starting to pick up the clothes and arranging the room. But wait... someone is missing ... oh Arohi!!! "Arohi!!! Arohi!!! beta jaldi bahar aao tumhari bus chali jyegi."
Yeh jaise phela nasha
Woh pheli nazar phela guma
Yuun lage mohabbat hi
Jahaan hai doston ki dosti
Yaaron ki yaari kam lagne lagi
Behke hai hum behka yeh sama hai...and her only response was...
" Kaise samjhaau tumhe... Mera phela phela pyaar hai yeh o o o...Aankhon mein aitbaar hai yeh o o o...Mera phela phela pyaar hai yeh o o o o o o amma...!!!" she shouted in middle of singing as her mother turned off the music player. "What amma? Aarohi kitni der lagaogi beta, bus nikal jyegi tumhari." A huffing and puffing little figure emerged with the bathroom door was creaked open. she looked like a steamed bun came right out of oven due to bathing with hot water.
"yaar ammi gana kyu band kiya ? aa rhi thi na mei. she said with dejected look
"sara aaj hi nahaogi kya tum? bs 5 min bache hai tumhari bus nikalne mei. jaldi se taiyar ho jao mei bs ronke ja rhi hu."
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