Cries Behind Smiles

Chapter 7 :The Quadruple Group

So, the preparations started for welcoming my Chachaa.Mama was making her special Chicken Pulao when I reached home, completely exhausted.I used to take a short nap in afternoon.

It used to make me active and fresh to do my daily cores.Unlike Early bird like my mother,I was night owl like my Baba.My stubborness was also a gift from my Baba's DNA.

After waking up at Asar, I begin to wind up my usual studywork.I used to prefer it doing early because once I caught sight of T.V,I ended up watching till night.Unable to complete my target.

So here was I ,in my bed.Unlike other students who used to do their work on table,I used to sit on my knees and books in my lap.I was more comfortable doing it like that.It made my eye-contact with books straight rather than bending down my head to focus.

At 7, I started helping mother.Usually I wasn't present in kitchen because Yaseen Chacha was there to made food.Mama served it.But today mama was making huge meal, so I helped her in making salad.At that time,I don't know anything about cooking except it was a process to make eating items presentable to throat down the mouth.

At 8, Baba and Husni went to take Chachaaa from airport.Finally, the bell rung and here I was in the huge warm arms of my uncle.His hug was so tight that It was suffocating me.Nevermind our family is bit sentimental.

He was speaking with love: "Haya Janaana...How were you,I miss my little cat"

I whispered with few words smiling,  exchanging  same sentiments with him.Then api warm hands and warm eyes greeted me.She was so beautiful with brown speaking eyes,long black hairs and full plump pink lips.She embraced me with affection.Her name was Ayesha.Then I was in bear hug by aunty.She was always nice to me.

Like her daughter she was curvy and graceful women who always meet with kindness and empathy.

Finally,I beheld the two brothers.The first time I beheld the eldest son,my heart skips a beat.I was too naive to notice it.
Age really did him good.Now he was grown to a man not the cousin I slept with and we used to fight all night for blanket.No he was definitely not my that brother.

His large chocolate brown eyes were full of mystery and mischief,His black hair were gelled back,the beard on his ice-cut jaw made him more masculine and attractive.Hands large with hairs like Bilal Chachu.All the chubby fat from cheeks was gone and I realized how much time has passed since I last saw him.Now his body was not of little boy but grown man.

They had great resemblance.But most remarkable feature was his eyes speaking everything yet giving nothing at same time.He was undoubtedly handsome.

"Ammaar!! Bro long time no see .We would get along well"

So Ammaar he was.But this Ammaar was so different from the one I used to watch CID with.

I said Salaam nodding and moved away because lack of communication had caused a hesitance in our friendly bond
We were not that little child anymore that play day and night.We are grown up now and should act like one.

After greeting me back ,he went talking to my brother.

I went to meet little panda version of my cousin.He was sitting with his cars oblivious to the world.When I greeted him, he barely acknowledged me.He was blabbering non-stop about some car crap and laughing with my younger sister.

Sister from another mother.Yup, she was five years younger than me.Eventually, my really-kind-to-guest  mom initiated serving dinner.She was perfect at hospitability.Yes, it was her thing and I appreciate her for that.I really want to adopt her this feature.

So, Everybody was talking and eating.Later we played truth dare,I started to get along well with my cousins.So bear-bro aka my brother and Api was teammate.While me and chocolate eyes were partner in game.We were really enjoying well.Further the horror story session started and here Api was blabbering with her thick accent to create a dramatic effect:

"When they arrived at that room there was......Dulhan....The same with that large fangs and witchy hairs.She hadn't changed her dress nor anything"

She was wiggling his fingers like a big saint telling a huge mistery and we were all cocooned in blanket creating more horror air.

She added : "Then her wife went to kitchen here again She was...The voice of her bangles clicking.....Dulhaan "

And like the big brave and supersouls we were shivering from fear and horror.Like seriously,what cowards pigs we were.....

The bear-bro might gave always the impression he was the more macho(masculine) but he was hyperventilating like coward mouse.Oh dear.....I loved to see him like that.His testerones in limit.

She kept telling but the word always ended on "here again what they saw" remarking with curling fingers "Dulhaaan"

She was terrible story teller.But we don't have enough brains to knew that and ended up hugging each other tightly and finally snoring together.So It was how the night ended we forming a big Quadrad group.

Little had I idea what air is going to rush in our lives and how my brain and heart will change it rhthyms.It was a new start.But I knew another storm was brewing,waiting to explode at any moment.