Hello Dearest Readers!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
It was shy of 6 in the morning in the Sharma Household, and you would think the first sounds to grace the ears of the esteemed residents of the house would be of the hens "kukdoo koo" or the cows "mooooooooo" however, normalcy is a rare privilege for this family and these expectations can go back to the village they came from because it was Maanvi's high pitch cry that had the elder Sharmas rushing down the stairs.
"Kya hua!"
"Kya hua"
"Kaun chilla raha!"
Prithvi, Ashmita and Medhansh rushed to the living room on hearing her loud scream.
" Vo..vo.. kaun hai mumma?" Maanvi rushed towards her mother and hugged her tight.
"Kaun beta?"
"Voh.. voh mandir me koi baitha hai" she whispered.
Ashmita gasped- "kya? Mandir me? Hey bhagwaan! Koi chor toh nahi?"
Maanvi restarted her crying-"vahi toh mumma! Haaye hamari zindagi! Sab barbaad ho gaya! Papa! Humara chota sa ghar inn choron ne chori kar liya! papaaa!"
Medhansh frowned. Yeh mandir me kaunsa chor jaata hai? When Maanvi put her head on his shoulder and continued her wailing he whacked her head lightly.
" band karo apni bakwaas. Mai dekhta hu", and walked towards the temple room, with the frightened lot of Prithvi Ashmita and Maanvi behind.
As the four of them made their way towards the temple room, they could hear faint sounds of religious prayers coming.
Om jai jagdeesh hare. Swami jai jagdeesh hare.
With slow steps, they stood outside the door of the temple room.
Ashmita and Maanvi kept pushing the two men ahead so that they can be the first to push in the door.
And Prithvi, ofcourse being himself, kept retreating back from the door.
" Mai kyun jau? Aaplog jaiye"
"Arey papa voh chor ke paas chaaku hua toh? or worse gun?"
"Toh hum jaakar bali ka bakra banein?"
"Prithvi kya bacchon jaisi harkatein kar rahe hain? Jaiye andar"
"Arey..."
Irritated with their drama, Medhansh made way ahead and slowly pulled the door open and quietly peeked in.
3...2...1
THUD
Medhansh burst the door open after he got full idea of who this presumed "thief" was.
MITANSH PRITHVI SHARMA.
Ekdum TV serial wala scene imagine karna iske aage.
Jaya Bachchan style me paltega hamara bhai aur apna roop dikhayega.
Holding a thaali of diya and mithai in hand, wearing crisp clean kurta pajama, neatly combed hair, stood infront of them, the ever "mannered child", who is easily the least expected to ever be found anywhere in the 10km parameter of a mandir stood MITANSH PRITHVI SHARMA.
As soon as Prithvi saw him, he shook his head in digust.
" Iss bewakoof ki vajah se meri subah ki neend kharab ho gayi! Ja raha hu mai sone. Agli baar zara check kar lijiyega ki iske jaise nalayakon ki vajah se meri beauty sleep kharab na ho" And he turned back to make his way back upstairs until the words he heard next halted his steps.
"Pitaji! Suniye toh. Rukiye zara."
Prithvi stood frozen in his place as if struck by lightening. In a dramatic manner, he slowly turned back.
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