ODYSSEY-The Journey Ahead

repentance

It is past midnight. After Medhansh left, Ashmita too retired for the night, leaving behind the mischievous clan of Prithvi, Maanvi and Mitansh to their deeds.

Maanvi and Prithvi were munching on a pack of chips laying on the couch.

Maanvi spoke up- "Papa ek shaayri zehen me aayi hai. Boliye Irshaad!"

Prithvi- "Irshaad Irshaad!"

Maanvi stood up infront of Prithvi and began the shayari in the most dramatic form,

"Toh uljhan me fasaa hai tu, badi bhari hai yeh adaalat,
Uljhan me fasaa hai tu, badi bhari hai yeh adaalat,
Socha na tha kabhi, teri bhi hogi yeh karaari haalat."

Prithvi laughed- "Wahwah! wahwah!
Bilkul mujh par gayi hai meri gudiya. Jab papa mujh jaisa shaayar hoga toh beti bhi toh meri hi jaisi hogi na!"

Maanvi- "ofcourse papa. Ab Aaiye mai aapko apna sureela gaana sunati hu.

Tujheeeee dekhaaaa toh yehhhh jaaannaaaa sanaaaammmm, pitaiiii hoti hai badi pyaariiii sanammmm ab yahaaa se kahaa...

"CHUP! Chup besuri bansuri! Chup kar ja nahi toh tere gale ka voice box nikal kar dustbin me fek dunga!" Mitansh burst infront of her.

Maanvi sassed back- "bilkul Vaise hi na jaise bhaiya tumhari aankhein dustbin me fekne wale the? Uff Tillu, kya goosebumps aaye na bhaiya ki awaaz sunn kar!"

She deepened her voice and tried mimicking Medhansh- Yeh aankhein mere saamne ghumai toh haath me nikal kar de dunga.
Haayee chills ekdum!"

Mitansh shuddered at the statement even repeated.

Prithvi and Maanvi giggled. But Mitansh grew silent.

He knew he had messed up. Not intentionally though. No never. He did not dare raise his voice EVER infront of Medhansh but ugghhhh... it was just in the moment that he uttered those words.

And now, he was scared. No terrified. Wait PETRIFIED.

Prithvi and Maanvi were having the entertainment of their life seeing Mitansh and his antics.

He kept pacing the hall in circles biting his nails and murmuring something. Sometimes he'd stop and start thinking something but then just groan and start the parikrama again. Sometimes he'd open the fridge, plunge his head inside, as if all answers to his problems will be answered by the cold wind but then again, he'd pull out and be back with his thoughts.

Prithvi was enjoying it for long and somewhere he was feeling quite nostalgic, remembering the days when he too had found himself in Mitansh's place and would do similar actions.

When the two had enjoyed their share of entertainment in Mitansh's plight, Prithvi walked up to Mitansh who had now sat on the table with his head in between his hands.

He went to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

"Kya hero! Itna tension kyu le raha"

Mitansh just him an irritated look. Prithvi smirked at it.

" Voh kuch nahi bolega, Ansh. I know him. Jitni jaldi gussa aata hai utni jaldi bhaag jaata hai."

Mitansh replied slightly dejected, "Papa, pehli baar unhone gussa kiya hai. Pata nahi maanenge bhi ya nahi"

Prithvi- "Maan jayega, kyun darr raha"

Mitansh said horrified- "Kahin gussa me maar diya toh!"

Maanvi spoke from the couch munching on her Lays- " Oye saste hero! Natak band karo samjhe. Aaj tak bhaiya ne macchar toh maara nahi hoga aaya bada nautanki.Chup chap jao upar, maafi maango, aur so jao. Mujhe neend aa rahi hai ab. Good night.", With that she hopped up the stairs.