Sur Kshetra: Revised

The One With The Jumeirah II

We had been riding down the busy Dubai highway for 15 minutes but it seemed like it was much longer. 

"So tell me, at what moment in your life did you decide to make such bad fashion decisions?" Yashraj continued to pester me with questions.

I scoff. "For your information, I am the definition of FASHION unlike you with your ... ugly shorts." Yashraj was wearing a white button down with navy blue summer capris and white slip on canvas shoes. He looked good, but I wasn't about to tell him that.

"What? These?" He gestures to his shorts. "I think you just have an outdated dictionary." He says.

"OOOOOOOOooooooo" A few contestants around us say.

"Rumi you can't take that from him." Mulazzim says.

"Say something!" Mina says.

"Alright alright, you wanna play that game?" I say as I sit up in my seat. "Okay fine fine. At least I don't need a garden rake to comb my hair."

"BURNNNNNNNNNNN" Aman goes from all the way in the back. Usually his irrelevant-ness would annoy but HE ON MY SIDE SO NOW WE BUDDIES.

I smile and cross my hands. Beat that.

"We're talking about MY hair? Feel it. It's softer than clouds."

I roll my eyes skeptically.

He nudged my arm to feel his hair.

I huff and put my hand in his hair.

OHHHHHHMAAAAAAAAAAWWWWGAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWDDDD

WHAT DOES THIS BOY USE ON HIS HAIR??

"Whatever man." I say and turn around to face the window.

"Hey Rumina?" I hear that pesky voice go.

"I was just gonna ask, Do you think you'd like to-"

I put my earbuds on and turn up my music. I press shuffle and Bella Remix by Wolfine and Maluma comes on.

Soon we arrive to our destination and everyone hurriedly rushes off the bus. The tables and chairs and stage were already set. We were on this huge stage already set with all the necessities. We got in places and started filming. Besides an incident of sand blowing into Himmesh's eyes mid-show, we wrapped up with little to no problems. The Judges pass out water bottles to everyone as we all sit down.

"Alright everyone LISTEN UP." Ali lets out one of his usual catching-everyone-off-guard announcements. So basically, It is 3 PM and we leave at 6 PM. You guys pretty much have free beach time until then."

We all cheer and Himmesh lets out a whistle and "CHAAKDE"

Ali throws a look at Himmesh and then continues, "Do whatever you want, just be sure to not cause any problems cause I'm about to take a nap in that hammock and nobody wake me up til 5 kay?"

He leaves and we all start grabbing our things from the bus. 

We all pretty much did our own thing and got bored of just making hand prints on the sand after 15 minutes. Nabeel walked up to where Armina, Asma, and I sat bored as hell.

"Hey you guys I had a great idea."

"what?" Asma says while not looking up from doodling lines in the sand.

"Let's have a sandcastle competition." He says excitedly.

This seem to pique our interest and we all looked up.

"Yeah we can have teams of three."

"Oooooo this seems fun." I say.

"Let's go see who's in." Mina adds.