Just Like That! [ A Carryminati & Manan FF ]

12

Banging on the door for the zillionth time, Ajey yelled “Yash yaar jaldi kar…hum log late ho jaenge”

Coming out of the room an exhausted Yash pointed at his watch “abhi sirf 6 baaje rahe hai…aur Malar ke flight ka timing 9 baaje hai!!!…tere aise panic hone se naa usski flight teen ghante pehele nehi land ho jaegi!!!…toh tu naa thodi shaanti rakh!!!”

Not at all convienced Ajey retorted “tujhe pataa hai raastein mein kitni saari dikate ho sakti hai!!!... humari gadi kharab ho sakti hai...petrol khatam ho sakta hai...highway pein jam ho sakta hai….tab kya karenge humlog????….”

Yash sarcastically stated “beech raaste pein hawan karenge aur kya!!!”

An irritated Ajey cribbed “haat yaar Yash…tere se baat karna hi bekaar hai!!!”

Puffing his mouth, Ajey looked at the other direction.

Yash was about to say something, when a strong smell hits his nostrils. Sniffing a bit, Yash commented “ek baat baata toh Ajey…tune perfume laagaya hai…yah perfume se nahaya hai????”

Making a bad face, Ajey said “mera perfume hai…main laagau yah naahau..tujhe kya hi farak paddta hai!!!!”

Assesing Ajey’s temper Yash tried to cool him “biklul sahi hai…tera joh maan mein aye tu wahi kar mere bhai!!!!...agar tujhe perfume se hi nahana hai toh main papa se keh ke upar wala paani ka tank badalwa ke uss mein perfume bhar dene ko bolunga!!!...phir tu jitni maarzi nahate rehena!!!!”

Pissed at Yash, Ajey exited from there not before cursing him “Yash saale tu naa bhaad mein jaa!!!!..main akele hi Malar ko pick karne jaa raha hu…tujhe aane ki koi zarurat nehin hai!!!”

Catching up with Ajey in the corridor, Yash snaked his arm around Ajey’s neck and tried to melt him “arrey meri jaan aaj baat-baat pein itna gusaa kyon ho raha hai???...kahi tu pregnanat toh nehi hai ki mood swings ho rahe hai???”

Getting more pissed Ajey tried moving Yash’s arm and warned “haath haata tu Yash ke bacchein…warna main mukka maar dunga!!!!”

Holding on to Ajey, Yash apologised “accha sorry baba…chal chalke humari bhabhi ko le ate hai!!!!”

Scaowling at Yash, Ajey mouthed “HUMARI BHABHI?????”

Yash immediately corrected “mera matlab teri hone wali biwi..aur meri hone wali bhabhi ko ghar leke ate hai!!!!”

Cooling off a bit Ajey gave Yash a small smile, which meant he was okay.

On the way to the airport both the brothers were at there best behaviour.

Advising Ajey, Yash started “waise thoda sakht launda baan ke reh naa…Malar ke saamne ek dum se pighal nehin jaana!!!”

Focusing on his driving, Ajey answered “main kya ice cream hu joh pighal jaungi!!!!”

Rolling his eyes, Yash exclaimed “teri zubaan naa sirf mere aur aapne fans ke saamne hi chalti hai!!!...par Malar ke saamne tu Carryminati se siddha bheegi billi baan jaati hai!!!”

Ajey meekly answered “yaar tum log alag ho aur…Malar kaafi zyaada hi alag hai!!!”

Coming to a conclusion, Yash stated “waise naa tune saahi ladki chunna hai!!!...agar Malar ke jagah koi aur hoti toh tujhe pagal samajh ke chhod deti…par yeh toh khud hi pagalon ki doctor hai!!…Malar se agar shaadi ho gayi naa toh lifetime ke liye tere treatmeant ke paise bacch jaenge!!”

Giving Yash a grave look, Ajey commented “you know Yash…mujhe zor ka tujhe iss gadi se dhaaka maarne ka mann kar raha hai!!!...par…main aisa karunga nehin!!!...I am just gonna pretend that you don’t exist…until we pick Malar and get back home!!!...aur phir main ghar pohach ke siddha mummy ke paas jaunga…aur unnhe baataunga ki tu kaise unnke maana karne ke bawajoot har raat bahar se pizza mangwa ke khata hai!!!....and trust me jab mummy teri pitaai karegi naa…main side mein khade hoke unnhe personally jutte, chappal aur dande ki supply dunga!!!”

With his jaws dropped, Yash only managed to say “tu bahut bada wala harami insaan hai yaar!!!!”

While Ajey happily mouthed “thank you big bro!!!!”

Getting out of the car at the airport, Yash chided “abhi bhi Malar ki flight ane mein 40 minutes baaki hai…tab taak humlog kya karenge????”

With utmost seriousness, Ajey raised his fist and declared “hand cricket!!!!!!...agar tu jeeta toh main tere liye uss saamne wali stall se cold drinks kharid ke launga…aur agar main jeeta tu kharidega!!!!”

Thinking a bit Yash remarked “let’s make this more interesting…agar tu jeeta…toh Malar front mein tere saath baithegi…aur agar main jeeta…then I will give you company in the front!!!...bol manzoor hai????”

Huffing a bit, Ajey agreed “chal deal done!!!!”

For the next twenty minutes, both the brothers got engged in a fearce battle of hand cricket.

Emerging as the winner, Ajey exclaimed “kyon bhai aa gaya swaad???...har baar harta hai tu Yash..phir bhi tujhe mujhse panga lene ki chull macchti hai!!!!”

Scratching his nape, Yask retorted “har baar kaha harta hua main!!!!....woh toh itne shor sharabe ke wajah se mein sahi se focus nehi kar paa raha tha!!!!”

Ajey smirked “chal bey dhongi tu har baar harta hai…kuch toh sharam kar le!!!!”

Smirking back at Ajey, Yash announced “waise sharmane ki baari ab teri hai….for your kind information Malar ki flight land ho chukka hai!!!”

Dragging Yash with him, Ajey moved towards the arrival gate from where Malar was going to come out.

Wiping his sweat with the linen handkerchief, Ajey faced Yash and queried “main theek ho laag raha hu naa???...I mean decent and all???”

Assuring Ajey, Yash complimented “except for the sweat beads and nervousness…tu ek dum chikkna laag raha hai!!!”

Ajey managed to mumble a faint ‘thank you’.

Holding his breath, Ajey waited for Malar to come out of the gate.