Dorm Days

8

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"Dekh hum samajte hai.. Teri first heartbreak hai and it's not a big deal-" Maher has been patting Dia's back since lunch break. She had not woken up from then.

(Look we can understand.. It's your first heartbreak and it's not a big deal)

"Haa haaa experienced???" Kashvi joked and received a smack from Heer. Just then Deepti arrived singing loudly and of course the wrong lyrics.

"What's wrong beheno.. Hua kyaa? Aree meri hippo ko kya hua?" Deepti sat beside Dia's sleeping figure and peeked at her. She signalled her friends asking what had happened.
(What happened? Oh!! What's wrong with my hippo)

After narrating the whole classroom drama, Deepti huffed loudly and bent down to grab a bag below. Zipping it open, she looked inside.

"Mere jim jam ko haath bhi lagaya toh dekh lena.. Already bohot kha chuki hai, Mai muh tod dungi, rakh udhar" Dia woke up in a jerk and pulled the bag out of Deepti's lap. Her sibling had been steeling her snacks from many days now.

(Dare you touch my Jim jam.. You've eaten a lot already, I'll knock your head off, keep it there itself)

"Abey tera rejected hua tha na.. Rone baith ja. Kya khana khana laga rakha hai.. Dukh nahin ho raha hai tereko??" Deepti taunted her. It was just a plan to cheer her up. She knew Dia wasn't the 'crying for shits who doesn't care' type. She wondered what had happened now.

(You were rejected right.. Keep crying. Why are you so engrossed in protecting your snacks.. Don't you feel sad?)

Although they are bickering always, fighting like cats and dogs, stealing each other's clothes, snacks and what not!? So much frustration together as one is bossy, other's rebel. One's neat freak and the other's mess. But above all the fuss, when the going gets tough, they've always got each other's back. Enough through thick and thin, they see through.

"Rejected?? Reject hoga uska baap.." Dia roared in wakefulness, jerking upright and banged the bed hard making others flinch.

"Chee bolana usne?? Mai dikhati hu ki mai kya hu. Usse kya lagta hai, dikhne mai thik thak hai toh kuch bhi bolega??" Dia tucked her hairs behind her ears and wiped her forehead. She was sweating badly as she had collapsed on the bed without turning on the fan.

(He said 'chee' right?? Lemme show him what am I. He's a bit good looking but that doesn't mean he'd say whatever he likes)

"Wahi toh... Dikhade usse ki tu kya cheez hai. Listen didu, Bras over Bros. Lesgoo" Deepti whispered dangerously sitting right in front of her. She raised her arm, in a half-hearted flex, showing off her non existent biceps indicating power.

(Exactly.. Show him what you are.)

"What? Kya bola?" Maher raised her eyebrows. These sibling duo was definitely crazy and were making them too.
(What did you say?)

"Braaas" Deepti slid her T-shirt and made her bra strap come into view.

"Bass bass samaj gayi" Maher nodded her head twice and sat on the bed next to dia.
(Enough.. I got it)

"Tu thik hai naa... Dia?" Kashvi cupped her cheeks. She knew whatever had happened must have left atleast some affect on Dia which she hid from them.

(Are you alright... Dia?)

"Hmm.. Bas thod- nahi zyada hi bura laga. How could one literally go for looks and talk shit? Waise bhi, kya hua hai meri shakal ko? Ek pimple hua hoga, woh bhi mere periods aarahe hai isliye. Bada aaya, puri class mai uthke bola na usne... Aaj ke baad uske shakal tak nahi dekhungi."