SUN SAATHIYA #MissionDesi

7. Picnic Fun

After finishing the lunch,we all sat creating a big circle,laughing and giggling over lame jokes.Everybody sorrounded,if not all atleast i could easily hear at my back,Sana and her girls gossiping about TV shows,swooning and drooling over the lead heroes of it,but this topic went somewhere else,they started talking about guys present over here,i tried hard to divert my mind from them but they were too loud for me.They were praising Sir Zain and automatically heat emitted on my face,i questioned my own stupid and baseless thought.

"yaar Shehryar ko dekho,woh bhi kuch kam nahi" i heard this coming from their side

"Haan aakhir bhai kiska hai?" Sana this time .They all cooed in unison

"Hussain ki baat kisi aur me nahi" Sana boasted

"Bol to aise rahi hai jese iske phupho ka beta ho..huh" i mentally snorted

I shifted my gaze to see sir Zain coming and sitting right in front of me at a distance

"Yaar Iram?" Naman called me and i glanced at him

"hmm.."

"itna accha mausam hai..maahol hai..gaana hojaye?" he asked and all cheered in agreement,Hussain soon brought a guitar,he offered me and i took it

"bilkul hojaye..." i said and continued "magar aaj me nahi gaungi,koi aur.." i said stoling a glance at Sir zain,they all furrowed.I started strolling towards were Sir zain was seated,and stood right next to him,he narrowed his eyes at me.I leaned to give him guitar and he reluctantly took it from me,i grinned at him cheekily before turning my face straight

"Aaj Sir Zain Khan gaenge hamare liye.." i said laying my both hands at his direction

"No..i can't" He retorted

"Yes...sir please..." i pleaded like a little kid,soon other girls joined in too and he had to agree finally.I came running from him and settled between Shehry and Hussain.

Sir Zain setting the guitar before playing it,he did and looking down he closed his eyes.I shifted my gaze to see Hussain pressing his ears with his index fingers,i frowned and elbowed him

"What ? Am not taking any risk.." he made a face,i rolled my eyes and looked back at Sir Zain

Sir Zain played guitar,still looking down,i could'nt take my eyes of him,he was looking damn hot with guitar in his hands.Anyways,i recognised the tone,it's from Viva la vida by Coldplay,among few of the english songs i like.

I used to rule the world...
Seas would rise when I gave the word...
Now in the morning I sleep alone...
Sweep the streets I used to own...

Everyone started cheering,slow claps,slows snaps of the finger was heard,slow banging of head,slow tapping of foot was seen.All seem to enjoying the song,i turned my head to the right to see Hussain,he cautiously removed his fingers from his ears,he heard and i raised my brows as i boast

I used to roll the dice...
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes...
Listen as the crowd would sing...
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key...
Next the walls were closed on me...
And I discovered that my castles stand..
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand...

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing,
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing,
Be my mirror, my sword and shield..
My missionaries in a foreign field.

He was singing with such passion,i could clearly see in his eyes,never heard someone in person who sings this beautifully and not going to for a long time to come.