The morning came later than they expected. When you're excited, time always seems to move slowly.
Everyone were running here and there, making arrangements and keeping the things in the cars. Arnav was really awkward with Ali. Something that never happened. Ali noticed it and decided to confront Arnav.
"Kya hai tujhe? Kyu ignore kar raha hai mujhe?" Ali asked being annoyed.
"Main kab ignore kar raha hun tujhe? Pagal hogaya hai kya tu?" Arnav asked avoiding eye contact.
"Meri ankh mein dekh kar ye baat bol." Ali ordered sternly.
"Dekh Kal Jo Hua wo bachon ko nahi-" Arnav started but was cut off by whack. He scowled and looked at the culprit to see Fatima standing beside him.
"Kal jo hua wo nahi hona chahiye." Fatima said to Arnav then took a pause and turned to her fiancee.
"Or tum, tum tou milo mujhe btati hun main ache se tumhein." Fatima said making Ali gulp.
"Dekh Teri wajah se ab mujhe kamre ke bahir sona padega." Ali scowled and left.
"Saare pagal mujhe hi kyu mile hain." Arnav huffed and left to the car.
On the other hand, Anas and Ayaan were fighting for the snacks.
"Main laaya tha kal ye." Anas scowled.
"Laaya tu tha? Paise Maine diye." Ayaan retorted.
As usual, Aditya and Aniket were looking back and forth to both of them. They were done with their foolishness. Aman entered the room followed by Avik who immediately regretted their decision.
"Ap log kyu sautanon ki tarah larte rehte ho humesha? Ajeeb." Aman said tiredly.
"Maine nahi isne start kiya." They both said in unison pointing their fingers at each other. Aman rolled his eyes and groaned.
"Bachche ho kya aap log? Snacks ke liye lad rahe ho. Khaane ko itna shauk hai toh breakfast kyun nahi karte ache se?" Aman scolded.
"Breakfast ki baat mat karo! Puri zindagi ka breakfast to kal tumne khud hi khaa liya tha," Anas shot back, glaring at Aman.
"Arrey, main toh bas energy ke liye kha raha tha! Aap log bhi try karte toh shayad aise hyper nahi hote," Aman replied smugly. Avik raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
"Energy ke liye? Tum toh kal subah se sirf excuses hi de rahe ho. Jab dekho khaata rehta hai aur blame doosre pe daalta hai." Avik muttered.
"Arey! Tum log kyun mujhe target kar rahe ho?" Aman looked exasperated as Ayaan smirked, clearly enjoying the chaos.
"Kyuki tunhare bina shant hota hi nahi yeh sab," Aditya finally spoke up, adjusting his glasses and shaking his head in disbelief.
"Kabhi toh ek din normal guzaro." Aditya continued.
Before Aman could retort, they heard a loud yell from the other side of the house.
"Ali bhai! Mujhe milkshake chahiye abhi!" came Ahad's high-pitched demand as he stomped into the room, followed by a flustered Arham.
"Milkshake? Subah subah? Pagal hogaye ho kya tum?" Arham asked, trying to keep his patience.
"Mujhe milkshake chahiye toh chahiye! Abhi banayiye!" Ahad pouted, crossing his arms stubbornly.
Ayaan and Anas exchanged amused looks while Avik muttered under his breath,
"Yeh toh asli bacha hai." Avik muttered.
"Ahad, tumhari yeh harkatein mujhe pagal kar dengi," Arham muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Aaj nahi, samjhe? Tumhe milkshake nahi milega."
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The Pakistani And The Indians
FanfictionIn a world torn apart by political strife and ideological differences, two sets of brothers find themselves on opposite sides of a bitter divide. Bound by friendship but separated by allegiance, their friendship stands as a beacon of hope amidst the...
