The automatic door opened on its own as it sensed someone's foot. A man in his mid forties started entering his office as everyone was greeting him with a good morning. As he sat in his chamber his P.A. came inside.
"Sir Aaj aapka Mr Malhotra ke saath meeting fixed hai... Uske baad apka appointment hai with Mr Hansraj"
(Sir today you have a meeting scheduled with Mr Malhotra... Then you have an appointment with Mr Hansraj)
"Hmm.. ohkay.."
"And sir.. Mr Vivaan aapke liye wait kar rhe hai kya main unhe andar bhej du?"
(And sir.. Mr Vivaan is waiting for you.. should i send him in?)
"Yeah yeah!"
His P.A. went out and called for Vivaan.
~knock knock~
"Andar aao Vivaan."
(Come in Vivaan..)
A Man in his mid twenties entered the chamber along with his sportsbag. He was tall, somewhat 6 ft, his chiselled jawline and athletic physique showed confidence and determination in his face as well. As he walked inside, his aura showcased his smartness and boldness.
"Bolo.. kya baat karni hai?"
(Tell.. what are you here for?)
"Papa... Yeh main kya sunn Raha hu?"
(Dad.. what am I hearing?)
"Kya?"
(What?)
"Yehi.. ki aap mummy ko mere paas bheje the mujhe convince karane ke liye to get married? But why? Aap jaante hai I don't like shaadi!"
(This.. that you sent mom to me to convince me for marriage? But why? You know it very well that i don't like weddings!)
"Beta dekh.. shaadi ki umr Teri ho gyi hai... Abh shaadi toh karni paregi!! Chahe Jo ho jaaye! You can't stay single your whole life! Everyone needs emotional support!"
(Son look.. you are of the perfect age of getting married... Marriage is necessary!!! You can't stay single your whole life! Everyone needs emotional support!)
"Han toh uske liye aap aur mumma ho na! Kisi aur ki kya zarurat?"
(Yeah for that I have you both! What's the necessity of a third person?)
"Don't argue with me! You'll be getting married soon and I don't know anything! Now leave! I have a meeting!"
His father got furious and left the chamber.
Vivaan sighed and went to his house. As he reached he was greeted by his brother who was smirking.
"Kya hai?"
(What?)
"Kaisa laga? Shock?"
(How did you feel? The shock?)
"Kaunsa shock?"
(Which shock?)
"Arre vahi! Aapke shaadi ka!!"
(The shock! About your wedding!!)
He smirked at him snaking his arm around Vivaan's neck while he looked at him.
"Tujhe pata tha ki papa meri shaadi ka soch rhe hai?"
(You knew it?)
Vivaan squinted his eyes.
"Arre pata karna ka choro! Idea maine hi unke dimaag mein daala hai!"
(Leave it! The idea was implanted in his head by none other than me!)
He said with proudness on his face while Vivaan fumed.
"Teri toh! Ruk saale! Chodunga nahi tujhe!"
(You! Wait!!! I will not spare you!)
"Pehle pakarke toh dikhao!"
(Grab me first! Then I will see the rest!)
He laughed while running, but who was he kidding? The next moment he was in the grips of Vivaan who was punching him.
"Ohkay ohkay sorry Bhai! Sorry! Chor dijiye abh! Please!!"
(Ohkay ohkay sorry bro sorry! Please leave me now!!)
"Abh aaya uth pahar ke neeche! Yeh sab ajeeb ideas papa ke dimaag mein daalne se pehle hazar baar sochega abhse tu!"
(Now you're on the line! Before giving such weird ideas to dad you'll think a hundred times!)
"Arree kya yeh bhaiyo mein karte rehte ho dono! Vivaan.. chal nashta kar le.. khelke thak Gaya hoga na Mera baccha!"
(Hey! Are these brothers always fighting!! Vivaan.. come have your breakfast.. you must be tired after having morning practice!)
"Han han Sara pyar aap Bhai ko hi de do.. yeh nahi ki chota wala bhookha hai kabhse!"
(Yeah yeah, drop your all love to bro.. didn't even care about the smaller one who's still hungry!)
As he said, their mom squeezed his ears.
"Aahhh!!"
"Han.. abh bol... Kabhse bula rhi hu naashte ke liye lekin aane ka naam nahi hai! Abh maa ki dosh?"
(Yeah.. now tell.. I have been calling you since long but you didn't come! Now it's my fault?)
"Accha accha sorry!!!"
"Ohkay ohkay sorry!!!)
His mom left his ear while glared at Vivaan. Looking at his mom he stopped laughing.
"I'll be back!"
Saying this he went to his room for freshen up.
While the other one also ran from there.
"Hey bhagwan! Kya karu main inn do bhaiyo ka!"
(Oh lord! What will I do with these kids!)
She facepalmed herself and went in the kitchen.
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Vivaan was wearing his shirt while thinking about the marriage with the girl his father decided about...
"Will I really marry the girl my father will choose? In this generation ?I don't know why he's pressurising me!!"
He thought to himself.
"Kaisi hogi woh? Khubsurat? Chulbuli? Nakhrebaaz? Nautankibaaz? Ya phir... Shaant? Susheel? Sharmili?"
(How will be she? Beautiful? Goofy? Full of tantrums? Drama queen? Or... Introvert? Who doesn't talk more? Shy?)
He laughed at his own thoughts.
"Jaisi bhi hogi.. I'll accept her... Just wondering... Kaisi hogi woh? Pata nahi jabse papa mujhe shaadi ke baare mein bole hai tabhse ajeeb sa lag rha hai.?"
(However she will be.. I'll accept her... Just wondering.. how will be she? I don't know.. since dad told me about the marriage... I am feeling weird..)
"Main batau?"
(Should I tell?)
He heard his brother Veer who was smirking at him.
Vivaan turned around and threw a pillow towards him.
"Hey! Main help karne aaya hun!"
(Hey! I am here for help!)
"Vahi toh nahi chahiye!"
(That's what I don't want!)
"Accha khasa Bhai kisi ko nahi pasand?"
(Nobody likes a good brother!)
"Uske liye accha hona parhta hai!"
(For that someone needs to be good!)
He smirked at him while veer came inside.
"Bhaiya aap hi socho na! Bhabi aayengi toh Ghar, ghar jaise lagega thoda, atleast koi toh meri taraf rahegi!"
(Bro.. you only think! Sister in law will come then the house will be house.. atleast someone will be on my side!)
"Toh uske liye apni biwi laa! Meri kurbaani kyu?"
(Then for that bring your own wife! Why sacrifice me?)
"Kyuki humare Ghar mein bare ki shaadi pehle hoti hai na!"
(Because in our household, the elder one gets married first!)
Saying this he pinched his cheeks.
"Accha chorna... Tu jaanta hai kaun hai woh?"
(Okay leave it.. you know who's she?)
"Ohhoo.. Raha nahi jaata... Tarap hi kuch aisi hai!!!"
(Ohoo.. can't stay without knowing.. it's the desire...)
Without thinking twice Vivaan started beating him with his pillow as veer ran out of the room.
"Kameene!"
(Bastard)
As veer left, Vivaan started blushing at his teasing.
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