𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐓𝐚𝐤~ 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎𝐬

A 1980s Love Story.

"Kuch padhaya sikhaya nahi tumhari Amma ne?"

("Did your mother not teach you anything?")

He mocked her, rolling his eyes as he shifted away from her on the bed.

How he had planned his first night and how it turned out to be!!

"Haww. Maa ko kyu laate ho ji? Aap ajeeb harkate karte. Humari Amma ko dosh mat do."

("Oh no, why are you bringing up my mother? You do strange things. Don't blame my mother.")

She said, pouting as she glared at him.
He caught her by her wrist, twisting her hands behind her back and pulling her closer.

"Aankhe neeche karke baat karo. Pyaar se baat karne ka faida mat uthao."

("Look down when you talk. Don't take advantage of speaking sweetly.")

He glared at her angrily, and tears welled up in her eyes. She sniffed, looking down and wiggled in his hold.

"Are are..ro kyu rahi ho?"

("Oh no... why are you crying?")

He panicked, sitting up straight and tried to pull her face up but she pushed him and turned her back to him.

"Kab pyaar se ba-baat kiya? Jab se a-aaye ho daant rahe ho. Khud....me....mere upar chadte ho, or fir khud hi gussa ho jaate ho. Hume bura na..hi lagega kya?"

("When have you spoken sweetly? Since you have come, you have been scolding me. You... come on top of me, and then get angry. Won't I feel bad?")

She cried, wiping her tears simultaneously and he looked at her wide-eyed.

The audacity to push him.

"Dhakka kaise diya?"

("How dare you push me?")

He growled angrily, and she got alert, immediately standing up and running to the other corner of the room.

"Ji, suniye na. Maaf kar dijiye. Hum to mazaak kar rahe the."

("Please, listen. Forgive me. I was just joking.")

She spoke, running, her chest heaving up and down, feeling breathless, and he folded his arms against his chest, stopping in his tracks.

"Aaj ke baad agar tumne badtameezi ki hai na, bahar sulayenge tumhe kamre ke."

("From now on, if you misbehave, I will make you sleep outside the room.")