1, 2, 3 and GO!
"Akhal hai tumaku? Hosh hai? Lihaz hai cheezon ka?" He fumes.
(Do have any sense of how things are done?)
"Arey," Mummy intervenes, rolling her eyes.
"Arey? Kiya kara ine dekhe tum? Kuch bhi hota to pehle amma bawa ko aake bolte bache nai jo dil me aaya karlete?" Turning to face me, he scolds.
(You've seen what he's done! If anything, he should've come to us first instead of doing whatever he pleased!)
"Ye tarbiyat diyea hum tumku? Jaake kiske bhi ghar me kisi ki bhi beti ko kuch bhi boldo. Amma bawa ko izzat ka zara mat socho? Ye sikhaye hum tumku?!"
(Is that what we taught you? Just go to anyone's house and say whatever comes to your mouth to anyone's daughter like that?)
Saira is not just anybody. I felt the need to counter, but at the same time, didn't want to drag things unwarrantedly.
"Nai," I answer calmly, staring at my feet.
"To phir?! Kiya zaroorat thi ye sab karne ki? Shah Rukh khan hai tum? Hero banne ka shaouk chadha ek dum? Hum baat karte the tumhare rishte ke liyea. Margaye tumhare amma bawa jo sab khud ich karliyea?!"
(Then?! Why did you have to do this? You're not SRK and certainly can't act like a hero. We would've spoken to them. Your parents are not dead yet!)
"Khuda na khasta! Allah aapki umar daraz kare. Kaiku ayse baatan karre aap, daddy?!"
(What are you saying?!)
"Tumhare harkatan aysich hai mere bete. Kiya karu mein?!" He retorts, sarcastically.
(That's the only thing I can say when you pull such stunts, my boy.)
"Itna sharminda hona pada meku Ayan ke saamne. Kuch bolne ke kaabil nai tha main. Na khushi me khush rehne, na isku ghussa karne. Tumaku malum bhi hai Ayan kaisa hai so apni family ku leke?"
(I felt so ashamed in front of Ayan! Neither could I be happy nor could I scold him. Do you even know how Ayan is when it comes to his family?)
"Uncle ke ek punch aur thappard ke baad malum chalgya."
(His punch and a slap was enough to get to know him.)
"Khali utne me pehchan gaye?" He scoffs. "Allah ka shukar karo tumaku maar nahi diyea une."
(That's it? Thank God he didn't kill you right there!)
"Hao. Allah miya bacha liyea meku." I counter.
(Thankfully. Allah saved me.)
"Dekhre Hafsa? Jawaban dera so dekho ine baap ku."
(You see? You see that, Hafsa? Look at the way he's talking back.)
"Aur kiya bolna bichara?" Mummy asks. "Meku aapke ghussa ke wajah samajh me nahi aari, Maqsood. Kuch bhi ghalat nahi hua. Ultha, jo hona tha, voich hua!"
(What else can he say? I don't understand why you're pissed off, Maqsood. Nothing wrong has happened other than what was meant to be!)
"Aysa bilkul nahi hona tha." He grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest.
(It shouldn't have happened this way, at all.)
"Daddy, mein kya karna tha aap ich bolo? Kal raat se wo Shoaib Saira ke aage peeche phirra tha. Apne aap ku kaisa control kara uska muh phordne se meku malum hai. Aur subha jab mummy bole ke Saira ok boldi rishte ku to main pagal hogya tha. Isse better mein nahi karsakta tha kuch bhi!"
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Humor"I was on a goddamn vacation in this God-forsaken place. I never meant to get engaged to you. I never meant any of this to happen. You. Me. Us. None of it!" That was Saira Malik's life in summary. Once a happy-go-lucky girl fantasized about two thin...
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