The Pakistani And The Indians

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"Han aaja." Ali said as he walked in the house.

Both Arnav and Ali settled on the bed after changing their clothes.

"Kitne time ke baad hum aise so rahe hain naa." Arnav said with a smile.

"Han, chal ab soja." Ali said as Arnav hummed.

In the morning, Ali woke up and looked at his side only to see Arnav sleeping, hugging him tightly as if he will disappear. He smiled and caressed his hair. His best friend cum brother has gone through so much, still wears a smile on his face.

"Aise mat ghur pagle pyaar hojaye ga." Arnav said suddenly, his eyes still closed making Ali flinch.

"Shakal dekhi hai tune apni?" Ali asked sarcastically.

"Larkiyan marti hain meri shakal par beta." Arnav said proudly.

"Han, shakal hi aisi hai ke bande ko heart attack aajaye." Ali retorted making Arnav sulk.

"Ab pata chala Rushu kis par gaya hai." Ali said, rolling his eyes.

"Itni ankhein mat ghuma, Tere eyeballs gir jaayeinge." Ali said as he laughed loudly. He loves roasting Arnav. Well, that's what best friends are for!

"Acha chal free na ho, breakfast ke baad hum chalenge Mr and Mrs Agarwal ke ghar." Ali said making Arnav nod.

~•~

"Aru bacha please stop crying now." Arham said helplessly as Aryan cried.

"H..he said I am no o..one to him." Aryan said, and ended up coughing.

"Bacha try to understand his point of view as well, he was worried for you that night, usse manane ki koshish karo." Arham explained gently.

"Lekin kaise? He's not even talking to me." Aryan said with tears in his eyes.

"Hua kya hai? Kal kuch kaha hai usne?" Arham asked worriedly.

"Kal I tried to talk to him but he brushed me off saying that I am nothing to him and he's talking to me just because of you guys." Aryan said as he cried hard. Tears streamed down his face and his shoulders shook with force of his cries.

"I don't know what else to do, maine sab kuch try kar liya, but he still hates me." Aryan continued, his voice filled with pain.

"Aisa nahi hai beta." Arham tried to explain but all in vain.

"Aisa hi hai bhaiya, how did things get this bad? Humara bond itna strong tha and now he can't even look at me without that anger in his eyes." Aryan cried.

"I just want my best friend back, bhaiya." Aryan whispered, his heart aching with a pain that words couldn't express.

"You'll get him back, you just have to be strong and try more." Arnav said leaning on the door frame.

"B..bhai?" Aryan called, being shocked.

"Han main, he's hurt Aryan, and I know you will manage to break the ice." Arnav reassured.

"Acha Arham, humog kisi kaam se bahir jaa rahe hain, bachon ka khayal rakhna or Rushu or Ani ko unki medicine khila dena or dekhna Haadi ice cream wagera na khaye, uske liye khichdi bana dena." Arnav ordered making Arham nod obediently.

"Jee bhai." Arham said as Arnav went out.

~•~

"Ali, do you still think that this is a good idea?" Arnav asked nervously as he looked at Ali who was driving the car and he was sitting on the passenger seat.

"Han, tu bus chill reh, tu chup rehna, pehle Arush phir Aniket, zara phoochun tou next number kiska hai? Ye na hou ke tera ho, kyuke gaye tou dono tujh par hi hain." Ali scolded.