He found Simmi dressing his lovely niece Ananya.
"Simmi meri behen! Tu kitna kaam karti hai. Laa Ananya ko mere paas. Mai iske kapde change kar deta hun" he offered help and took Ananya in his arms.
Simmi kept staring at Raman who was struggling to accomplish his task.
"Tujhse nai na hoga Bhai. Ye tere bas ki bath nahi hai" she said taking Ananya back from his arms and continued with her work.
Raman lost the first attempt to butter his sister. He looked around and found a pile of clothes on the bed. "Ye Neelu bhi na kapde aise hi chod jathi hai. Itne achhe aur mehenge kapde koi aise hi chod deta hai kya? Dikhta nahi meri behen kitni busy rehti hai? Koi bath nahi aaj tera bhai teri madad kar dega. Mai isko cupboard me rakh detha hun"
"Bhai ye kya kar rahe ho? Ye to purane kapde hain jo maine abhi cupboard se nikale hain. Wo neelu ki behen ko dene the. Itni der se poora chaan maarke maine kapde nikale aur tu isko wapas rakh raha hai. Pehle hi kaam kam hai kya mujhe?" she took away the clothes from him.
"Wahi to. Tu kitna kaam karti hai meri behen. Isiliye teri madad karne aya tha" Raman tried to save his skin.
"Bhai tujhe ho kya gaya hai? Aaj achanak behen ka bada khayal araha hai. Chal kya raha hai? Haan?" Simmi looked at him suspiciously.
"Kuch bhi to nahi. Mai to hamesha tera khayal raktha hun. Bas jatane ka waqt nahi miltha. Aur waise bhi tu to meri pyari behna hai" Raman tried to cover up.
"Tu theek to hai na bhai? Ajeeb batein kar raha hai. Mujhe bahut kaam hai. Pareshan na kariyo" she said and got busy in her work.
"Raman kuch jaldi soch. Isko patana utna asan nahi jitna tune socha tha" he mumbled to himself. He found Ananya smiling at him. "Dekh teri bhanji bhi tujhpe has rahi hai" he glared at her and she started to cry.
"Arre bachha nahi rothe" He took Ananya in his lap and started to console her. An idea struck his mind. "Rothe nahi beta. Mama tumhe gaana sunayenge"
"Phoolon ka taaron ka
Sabka kehana hai
Ek hazaaron mein meri behnaa hai"
He sang rubbing Ananya's back while his eyes were on Simmi to make sure she is listening.
"Sari, umar, hamen sang rehana hai
Phoolon ka taaron ka,
Sabka kehana hai
Ek hazaaron mein meri behnaa hai"
Ananya started crying more vigorously. He started singing louder.
"Bhai ye tu kya kar raha hai?" Simmi started laughing out loud and took Ananya in her arms."Pagal kutte ne naina kaat liya tujhe?"
"Neelu...Zara baby ko bahar tehelne keliye le jaa. Bechari Mama ka gaana sunke sadme me agayi hai" she handed over the kid to Neelu and came towards her brother who had facepalmed himself due to embarrassment
"Waise bhai! Is gaane ne na mujhe bachpan ki yaad dila di. Yaad hai jab mai choti thi tab tu apne kandhe pe mujhe bithake sare ghar me ghumata tha. Hum yahi gaana gaate the na?" she smiled fondly at her childhood memories.
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