Short Tales

Part- 5

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Finally, they reached their destination. Sana saw that they had reached to the ice cream parlor. 

Sana exclaimed excited with open mouth.

Sana- Ice cream?

Sid- Yes. Ice cream to celebrate us. 

Sana- Are you always going to be this caring and loving? Ya phir ye sirf mujhe impress karne ke liye. (raising her eyebrows).

Sid- Mujhe to lagta hai ki this is me. Main har ek achhi shuruwat meethhe ke sath karta hun. Ice cream tumhara favorite hai.

Sana- Achha ji. Chalein?

Sid- Chaliye ji.

They entered and sat on a table near the window. The server took their order and went away.

Sana- Apko pata hai aap meri aadtein bigaad rahe ho. 

Sid- Aur wo kaise?

Sana leaned on the table putting her arms on it and signalling to come closer as if to tell him a big secret. He surveyed his surrounding with questioning eyes but leaned forward to listen to her.

Sana(whispering)- Aapko pata nhi hai main na ice cream addict ho gyi thi.

Sid- Addict matlab.

Sana rolled her eyes and looked at him.

Sana- Mujhe lat lag gyi thi.

Sid- Main wahi puchh raha hun ki kaise.

Sana- Main roz ice cream khati thi. Phir main bimaar pad gyi. Doctor ne meri ice cream band kar di. Aur ab to main kabhi kabar hi kha pati hun. Mere papa dar gye the na mera high fever dekh ke. 

Sid- To matlab mujhe bhi nhi khilani chahiye.

Sana- Lekin ab to order kardi.

Sid- To kya hua hum nhi khayenge.

Sana- Haye, please nhi. Dekho to sahi yahan pa ice cream ki kitni sari photos hain. Aur humne order bhi kar di hai. Ab mera man hai khane ka.

Sid was amused seeing her child like pleading but kept his face straight to tease her.

Sid- Nhi, agar papa ko pata chala to? Wo tension lenge na.

Sana thought for a moment, then looked around her at the pictures. After 2-3 minutes, she lowered her head, pouted her lips and replied in a low voice.

Sana- Hmm chalo. Hum nhi khayenge.

Sid was surprised looking at her sad demeanor and her reply. They were in contrast completely. She looked like a small child who has been denied his favorite toy. But was still trying to be obedient.

Sid- Are you sure?

Sana- Hn. Papa ko nhi pasand. Agar main phir se bimaar ho gyi, to papa fir se sad ho jayenge. Mujhe nhi khana.

Sid changed his seat to sit by her side and side hugged her placing her head on his chest.

Sid- I was joking, meri jaan. I didn't know ki tum itna serious ho jaogi.

Sana- Par mujhe khana. Mujhe apne papa ko sad nhi karna.

Sid- Ek ice cream se thode na koi bimaar hota hai. Iske baad nhi khana. Aur shakal dekho apni bachon jaise.

Itni cute lag rahi ho but sad lag rahi ho. You look good while smiling, best when smiling with me.

Sana- You know kabhi kabhi na aap over kar jate ho. (she lightly pushed him away).