Raghbat رغبت

two

" Musa kitna bada ho gaya hai. Bas ab palak jhapakte hi usne Shaadi kar leni hai aur apne susraal chale jaana hai. Allah!" Furqaan said out of the blue wiping fake tears.

It was the next day and they were all seated at the dining table, having a quiet and peaceful breakfast. Well as peaceful as it can get with Furqaan around!

" KYA?" Rayyan raised his eyebrows.

" Ab ye kya nayi nautanki hai?" His mama asked.

" Musa susraal kyu jaane laga?" Azaan was confused.

Then it clicked him that Furqaan was paving a way for him to start a conversation regarding his own wedding.

" Moosy Moose, apne chachu ko unke budhaape me tanha na chhodna. Tum mere aankho ke taare ho, mere budhaape ke sahaare ho...SSSS" Furqaan hissed in pain feeling nails digging in his thighs.

Or was it a fork?

He looked towards the culprit and Azaan was giving him warning looks.

" Zyada ho raha hai. Tone down karo..." Azaan whispered in his ears.

Mubarak Hussain had finally had enough. He laid down his fork and raised his napkin to clean his face, all the while eyeing his youngest son.

Furqaan gulped in nervousness.

" Azaan Bhai, aap ki Shaadi karwate karwate kahi meri biwi na widhwa ho jaayein" he whispered back.

" Kaunsi biwi?" Azaan was confused.

" Future wali!" He gasped, keeping a hand on his chest, giving accusatory looks to his brother.

"Allah! Aap kya chahtey hai? Zindagi bhar kuwara rahu bas? Waah bhai waah!"

He gave a stinky eye to his brother and started clapping dramatically forgetting the stare his father was sending his way.

" Furqaan!" Mubarak Hussain called out in a stern voice.

Furqaan immediately stopped and respectfully replied as if he wasn't being a drama queen just a second ago.

" Jee Baba?" He looked like an Allah ki gaain!

" Qaan, kya masla hai? Musa ki rukhsathi kyu karwa rahe ho?"

His father was losing his patience now. This boy is too much!

" Wo Baba main soch raha tha ki Musa ki umar nikli jaa rahi hai..." Furqaan started off lamely.

Musa is only a year and a half old!

Azaan rubbed his forehead. He had planned to have a simple conversation with his father regarding Faiqa but his brother had an entire screenplay written!

" Qaan! Hosh me ho? Kya bakwaas kar rahe ho?" His father

" Musa ki Shaadi ka hum tab sochenge jab wo 25-26 ka ho jaayein. Aur koi issue hai?" His mother was exasperated now.

" Achaa? Phir Azaan Bhai ki karwa dete hai. Wo ab ussi age range me hai. Nahi Bhai?" Furqaan slyly played his ace card.

" Baat ko itna ghumaane ka koi khaas maqsad? Azaan ki Shaadi ka toh hum soch hi rahe the" Jahara Begum crossed her arms and asked her naughty son.

She knew him. He's upto something!

" Koi maqsad nahi hai Mama. Mujhe sach me Musa ki fikr ho rahi thi. Aap bohot shaqi ho gayi hai. Draamey dekhna thoda kam kardein" Furqaan shook his head.