Dheere Se Kho Gaye!

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                               Ishi

Sri took dadi outside because it was still sunny and she wanted to chat with him as they hadn't met each other for like 5 years now. Guru was putting his and dadi's bag in one of the rooms. I entered his room and all I wanted to do was knead him like dough and make chapatis out of him.

"Guru yaar bata toh dete dadi ko la Rahe ho?" I whispered to him as I don't want dadi to hear us. He turned around and clicked on his phone. Guru showed his text to me.

"Apna phone bhi dekh liya karo kabhi...tumhe special text Kara tha ke dadi ko leke aa Raha hoon traditional pehen le kuch aur Sinku ko mat batayiyo... Dekho."

I smacked my forehead, "Acha, at least call kar leta?"

"Pagal aurat dadi thi saath unke samne kehta ab ke Ishi kapde pehen ke rakhiyo.... mujhe kya pata tha tum dono kamasutra kar rahe hoge apna wo bhi 3D."

I simply flicked his forehead, "chup chap chal ab meri help kar lunch banane mein."

Whenever he decides to annoy me he's exactly like Sri.

"Haan Haan, meri maa chal."

I and Guru started to prepare lunch together. Meanwhile, Sri came inside and asked his brother to go and sit with dadi now. She was getting all emotional meeting her grandson after so many years. But Sri was being himself, not giving emotional support to her, Guru went outside.

Sri grabbed me by my waist and began kissing my neck. I was feeling hot but also feeling intimidated because of Dadi. I turned to face him.

"Yeh aap kya kar rahe hain, Shrinkhal ji?"

Sri backed off a little and looked at my face closely, "tumhe kya hogaya hai mujhe itni respect de rahi ho?"

I smirked at him, "Hazam nahi ho Rahi, kya?"

"Nahi jaanu, Aisa toh nahi kaha maine....also fuck man you look so freaking hot right now. I wish I could just take you inside and ---"

"-- Acha ji? Par Kaam Karo pehle ab chalo serve Karo khana aur dadi ko lao andar... Sinku, I love you, sweetie par abhi flirt mat karo, Haan? Main bohot tension mein hoon...what do you think? Dadi will judge me? She doesn't even know about us yaar? Ab?--"

Sri hugged me, "calm down bacha, relax jaise chal Raha hai sab chalne do bas shaant raho nahi toh panic karke tum pagal ho jati ho tumhe pata hai, hai na? Be yourself... Theek hai?"

If I try to be myself then definitely Dadi will not accept us.

I nodded and took a few deep breaths. Sri helped me serve food at the dining table. Meanwhile, Dadi and Guru came inside while talking. I cleared my throat and stood away from Sri.

Shit. Why am I so nervous?

Everyone sat as Dadi began to serve food to us. I didn't look up and quietly began to eat my lunch. Sri and Guru were discussing some work as they were planning to go and meet their parents.

Does that means I'll be staying alone at home? What a relief it'll be.

Dadi was catching my glimpses in between maybe she was trying to read my face or my mind. Is she an astrologer or what? Shit, no. Shut up, Ishi.

"--- um... Ishi beta tumhare pita aur maa kya karte hain? Woh toh Mumbai hi rehte hongey?" She smiled at me.

Did she?

Her question rang thrice in my ears. Guru and Sri knew my whole family history but telling it to someone new is so hard to explain. I mean, my only problem is I suck at expressing myself.