It was a good twenty minutes into the ride when Dina began to realize how lamentable of an idea this really was.
Yaseen, was snoring away in the shotgun with a hot pink sleeping mask draped over his eyes.
Drool was starting to slip away from the corner of his lips, but, that wasn't even tad bit disturbing compared to what Momin Bhai was doing.
"Jhalak Dikhla Jaa, Jhalak Dikhlaa Jaa"
( Let me have a glance of yours. )"Ek Baar Aaja Aaja Aaja Aaja Aaja,
Ek Baar Aaja Aaja Aaja Aaja Aaja"
( Just come once, only once )Dina cringed, as the man continued singing on top his lungs. He sang it so nasally that she knew for once if he didn't stop, then her ear drums would start bleeding.
"Momin Bhai?!" Dina screamed on top her voice, having enough.
"What happened? Macchar kaat rahe hai?" The delirious man questioned , glancing over his shoulder.
( Are mosquitoes biting you?)
Dina shook her head, trying her best to not come off rude.
"Aap thoda aahista gayenge? My head is paining."( Can you sing softly? )
"Sorry, I can't do that." Momin Bhai replied, apologetically.
"Why?!" Dina groaned, banging her head against the window.
"Me jinn-on ki talash me hoon. Mere dost ne kaha tha meri awaz sunkar jinn mujhe milne aayenge."
( I am in search of jinns, my friend told me that jinns will come to meet me after hearing my voice. )
This was the que for Dina, she immediately slapped Yaseen across the face, causing the poor guy to jerk up from sleep.
"Itna andhera kyu hai, bhai?! Mama?! Am I dead?" Yaseen screamed, the hot pink sleeping mask still covering his eyes.
Dina slapped him once again, removing the mask from his eyes.
Yaseen screamed out in surprise clutching his red cheek.
"Me zinda hoon?! Haye Allah, thank you for not killing me just yet."
( I am alive? )
"Yaseen!" Dina yelled, fisting her palms together.
"Oh nahi yaar, me jahannum me aa gaya hoon kya? Ye Dina churail bhi hai yahan par."
( Oh no dude, have I come to hell? This witch; Dina is also here )
"Yaseen! Maine tumhe chappal se marna hai." Dina fumed.
( I am going to hit you with a slipper )
"Kaunsi chappal? You can only hit me if it is a Gucci ki chappal" Yaseen compromised , causing Dina to groan in frustration.
( Which slipper?)
"Momin bhai is summoning jinns, you freaking moron." Dina screamed, almost on the verge of pulling her hair out.
"Omg really?! How? Mujhe bhi batao, Momin Bhai." Yaseen jumped up and down in excitement.
( Please tell too )
Dina slapped her forehead, what else could you except from someone like Yaseen Hamidi.
It was not long before, Yaseen and Momin started singing together. This time it was " laila mein laila ".
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Written in the Stars
Short Story❝ your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.❞ ~ Hafiz - ✨A collection of short stories waiting to be read✨ Grab onto your popcorn buckets and strap in for the ride! -