"Mummy"
Sreeya's uncharacteristically serious voice silenced the little chaos in the living room (guess chaos little kyu tha? :D recap karlo dimag mai ek hafte pehle ka)
"kya hai?" mummy counter-questioned while taking her seat and simultaneously ordering her #damad1 to prepare some sharbat.
The poor boy had to dodge her shagun for the 5th time now.
Inka bas chale toh aaj hi phere bhi karahi de.
"dhang se batao.. Aaditya..Priya ma'am..? School?? yeh sab kya haii" Sreeya's voice was laced with frustration.
Bhenchod iss aadmi se officially related hona bhi khud ki mental health ki gand pe kulhadi marne jaisa tha. Aur yaha sirf fake dating toh chhordo ek REAL connection bhi nikal aaya.
'I really hope it's not him' she repeated in her brain, over and over again.
like any other person, Sreeya too didn't have any special memories from her primary school.. just bakchodi and bhadwe bache..
That is, except a particular incident.
"tune hamari waha ki puri conversation mai sirf yeh 3 shabd hi sune? Indeed meri gawar bachi" mummyji joked sipping on her roohafza, which by the way also gained some forced chukles from Harsh and Mortal (jo mummyji ke samne achi image banane ke liye desperate the)
"mummy, I'm serious puri baat samjhao"
"thike toh sun. jab tu choti thi- around 4th ya 5th class ki baat hogi, uss samay Mehra family bhi Delhi mai hi rehte the, tu aur Priya ka woh beta, tum dono ek hi school mai jaatein the.
Yeh sunne mai thoda ajeeb lagega par woh log uss samay kaafi financially unstable the.. even hamse bhi zyada, and to think ki aaj unhone itni tarraki karli its almost unbelievable.
Khushi hui dekh ke"
Everyone listened to the 3rd twist of Sreeya's life since morning with constant interest.
ek bar ko yeh rishta kya kehlata hai mai shaadiyan khatam hojayengi par inki zindagi se god given bakchodi?
Ho hi nahi sakti :D
मस्ती rukni nahi chahiye mitron
"aap kehna chaha rahe woh mera dost tha?" Sreeya questioned with hopeful eyes.
"actually mai Priya se mili hi pehli baar tab thi jab terko school se lene gayi thi first day, uss din tum dono aur ek aur ladka bhi tha koi? Naam yaad nahi par sath mai hi baithe the aur tune first day hi Aditya ke baal kheech diye the aur t-shirt pe pen chala diye the- toh haan mujhe personally jaake teacher se aur Priya se sorry bolna pada tha.
PAISE BHI BHARNE PADE THE IF I REMEMBER CLEARLY- uske baad se I don't think tum kuch khas dost bane the. Han woh log pass ke neighborhood mai rehte the.. toh bus me almost daily milna zarur hojata tha.
Meri Priya se baat khud tabhi shuru hui thi" Mummyji ended her story and sharbat at once while Sreeya stared into nothing as if trying to recall.
"WOW SREEYA. SAHI KIYA. BACHPAN SE HI BHOS- BEKAR AADMI RAHA HOGA" Harsh patted her back. "itna mat soch tera moongfali jitna dimag phat-phuta jayega"
"matlab aap kehre ham dost nahi the? Matlab ham parks wagera mai bhi sath mai nahi khelte the right?" Sreeya's complete obliviousness to Harsh and this random out of context question surely piqued everyone's concern.
"shayad nahi, matlab jaha tak mujhe yaad hai tu uska naam aane pe taiwanese suar jaisi shakal banati thi toh I don't think ki tum sath mai khelte hoge.
Lekin ofcourse, ab hamare hi mohalle ke the woh aur tu pure din neeche hi padi rehti thi toh i am not sure kon dost tha kon nahi" Mummyji rubbed her chin in a thinking gesture "Waise tu kyu puch rahi ekdam se yeh sab?"
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FanfictionEvery morning when I start off with my day, I think about the life which I am blessed with. My surroundings, my Family and most importantly... my friends 'Friends are the family we choose for ourselves' indeed, and it's the purest form of relationsh...
