Knotted With Love

03. Location: Somewhere Near You

" Tu please rant karna band karegi? Tere iss bachkani harkat ki wajah se sab log humein ghur ghur ke dekh rahe hain ?"( Can you please stop ranting? People are literally staring at us because of your childishness!) Nupur rolled her eyes.

"Seriously Nupur? Meko tere iss stupid plan mein padhna hi nhi chahiye tha!" (Seriously Nupur? I shouldn't have just tagged along in this stupid plan of yours.)

"Haan haan. Kyun nahi ? Kyun nahi?" (Yes yes. Why not?) , Nupur continued in her dramatic tone, "Tu ek kaam kar. Ghar pe baithke online shopping site ke saare cheezein add to wishlist karti reh aur har bar group hangouts ke plan mein aapne ghar ke naali ki paani phek ke waahi same 'mummy aane nahi de rahi ' excuse marti reh. Aadat si padh gayi hai ab meko." ( Do one thing! Sit back at home and add all the products of the shopping website in your wishlist and every time there is a plan of a group hangout, throw the water of your drains on it by giving that same excuse of 'My Mom isn't allowing me to come' . We are habituated to it already. ) Nupur raised up her hand and smiled sarcastically indicating how right she is !

"Haan! So what? I'm happy being an introvert!"

"Correction ! Socially awkward! "Thode din aur ghar pe rahegi toh aunty kaddu samajh ke kat ke sabji mein daal degi !", Nupur moved her hands to and fro on her palm to show the way of cutting the knife.

Roop widened her eyes at this, "Haww you called me moti ?"( Whatt? You called me fat?)

Only Nupur knows how difficult Roop becomes when her insecurities kick in. Only she knows that this girl out there struggles everyday to fit in within the societal norms , within the societal measurements. Nupur does assure her that she is always perfect in her own way but sometimes the world outside should make her feel that too.

" No . U are perfectly fine except this couch potato mentality. Staying at home and logon ki shaadi karwaao !"

"Main shaadi nahi kar-

Nupur paused Roopkatha's about to begin monologue and turned towards the shopkeeper, " Ek sec ! bhaiya ye baigan kitne ki hain ?" ( Brother, how much do these brinjals cost?)

"Didi ek kilo sattar rupiya !" ( Sister, ₹70 per kg)

"Haan aur main udti chidhiya! Matlab hadd hain !", Nupur continued in an angry tone, "Aap tees (30) mein doge toh do nahi toh aap khud hi cooker mein ubalke kha jana ! Kuch bhi bolte rehte hain !" (Disgusting! Either give me in 30 rupees per kilo or else boil the brinjals in the cooker and eat it yourself! People nowadays say anything they like !)

While walking past the vegetable shops, Nupur turned towards Roopkatha and asked , "Chal ! kuch khayegi ?" ( Come ! Do you want to eat anything?)

"Haan amma ki haath ki bhairi ! Abhi threat call aayi ...ek ghante ki andar ghar nahi pohochi toh isbar bina shadi kiye hi maut hone wali hai !" ( Yes ! Mummy's slap. Threat call came just now ! If I don't reach home within an hour, I'll die unmarried this time!)

Roopkatha's phone vibrated again this week and she said to Nupur " ek second rukiyo" ( wait a second) seeing the name appearing on the screen.