DESTINY'S FAVOURITE CHILDREN

39. Teachers day - Virat's version

"Bachcha thodi hu bhai mai? Airport se ghar tak toh aa hi sakta hoon na " Virat spoke against his chest.

"Aur bunty se bol diya tha maine gaadi ke liye" Virat added, "meri chinta karte karte aapki daadhi dekho bewaqt safed hote ja rhi hai"

"Shut up cheeku. Kitna bolta hai tu" MS smiled patting his back lightly, "Bata kya khayega? "

"Yaar aap apna toh khana khatam karlo pahle. Sach mein galat time pe aa gya mai" Virat shook his head.

"Kha lunga mai" MS said firmly, "Ja fresh hoke, change karke aaja. Bata kya banau?"

"Kuchh bhi halka bana dena" Virat answered.

When Virat came back downstairs, he could smell a delicious aroma coming out from kitchen. He wondered what Mahi bhai was cooking. "Bhai kya bana rahe ho? " Virat asked peeking into the pan.

"Kuchh nahi. Daal hai bas. " MS answered while doughing the floor.

Virat sniffed it again just to be sure. He was sure there was some magic in Mahi bhai's hands and the kitchen of their home. Daal never tasted this good when he ate it elsewhere.

He sat on the slab and went into details of what all happened during the tour. "Bhai Rohit baat nhi kar rha mere se" Virat told in between.

"Kyun? " MS asked.

"Meri koi galti nahi thi. I just teamed up with jaddu to prank him. Ab he bathed with blue dye aur uski wajah se wo late gya aur usko coach se daant pad gyi, isme gussa hone wali konsi baat hai batao? " Virat asked making the most oblivious face.

"Coach ne tujhe nahi daanta? " MS asked.

Virat grinned. "He doubted on me par I escaped"

MS shook his head. Virat was a total child, but he was also a menace. Poor rohit was the one who fell prey to Virat's pranks nine out of ten times.

"Bhai bookh lagi hai, kab banega? " Virat whined just for the sake of it.

"Ban gya bas. Wo plate de udhar se, aur ek katori bhi" MS commanded and Virat obliged.

Once Virat was done eating, he scurried to Rishabh's room, which was their permanent shared room since Rishabh's arrival at home.

"Kitni der laga di aapne. Jaldi dikhao na kya laaye ho aap" Rishabh threw his hands in air when he saw Virat entering the room.

"Patience kiddo, it goes very long way in cricket" Virat preached.

"Whatever, I'm not playing cricket right now. Jaldi karo naa" Rishabh whined.

Virat shook his head as he opened his bag. The kid was actually a whinier version of himself.

Virat took out a new bat from his bag and handed over to Rishabh. "Agar weight wgerah adjust karwana ho toh batana mereko", he told his little brother.

Rishabh held the bat, kissed it and got down mimicking some of Virat's trademark shots. " Everything is alright bhai. I love it. Thankyou" , he said hugging Virat.

Virat patted his back lovingly, "itte se mein khush ho gya? I had something else too, but if you.. "

"Aur bhi hai? " Rishabh asked in surprise.

"Haan ye toh waisa ho gya na ki padhne wale bachche ko books gift kar di. Now I've something real fun" Virat stated and Rishabh squealed.

"Itna suspense mat banao bhai yaar aap. Jaldi batao kya hai" Rishabh stomped his fist on Virat's thigh.