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Dillagi-5

"Ami! Mustafa bhai itne bare hain mere se!", Maheen said with displeasure.
"Itna bhi bara nahi hai, itna acha larka hai aur mature bhi hai, khudi to tum kenti thi ke Ami meri shaadi bas mature larke se krana aap", Mrs.Ali reminded her.
(Ami! Mustafa bhai is older than me.)
(He's not that old, he's a really good guy and is mature too. Don't you remember you said yourself that we should find a mature guy for you.)

"Ami mature kehti thi lekin iska ye matlab thori hai ke aap mere se 10 saal bare bande ko choose kar lein", Maheen said in disbelief.
"Ab itna bhi age difference nahi hai, tum ye dekho ke Taya Abu ke ghar jao gi hamare itne pas raho gi", Mrs.Ali tried to convince her.
(Ami I said mature, I didn't say that chose a guy 10 years older than me.)
(It's not that much of an age difference, you focus on the matter that you'll be in your Taya Abu's house, so close to us.)

"Ami wo itne gusse wale hain, aur upar se har waqt mujhe daantein rehte hain", Maheen said gloomily.
"Shaadi ke baad theek ho jae ga, aur itna gusse wala nahi hai bas uski nature thori serious hai", Mrs.Ali said.
(Ami he is such an angry man and scolds me everytime.)
(He'll change after marriage and he isn't angry he just has a serious nature.)

"THORI?! Bohoott zyada serious", Maheen said huffing.
(Just?! Very very serious.)

"Acha ab ye behas choro, tumhe lagta hai tumhare Baba aur mai koi galat fesla kren ge? Nahi na to phir bas baat khatam kro, aur khush ho jao tumhari shaadi hai", Mrs.Ali smiled at the end.
(Forget it already Maheen, do you think your father and I will make a wrong decision for you? No, so leave the topic and focus on your marriage.)

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'Haye Allah ye kia ho gaya!'
'Mustafa bhai se shaadi?! Astagfirullah! Mujhe to soch ke hi ajeeb lag raha hai'

'Mai to nahi reh sakti unke sath ek kamre me kabhi bhi'

'Apni ghoorion se meri adhi jaan nikal deni unho ne, jo bache gi wo awaz sun ke nikal jani'

'Itne boring hain upar se! Allah mian kia krun mai?!', she sighed biting her nails.
(Wht happened Allah main!)
(Marriage with Mustafa bhai?!)
(Astagfirullah! It's feels strange even to think like that.)
(I will never be able to live in one room with him.)
(He'll take half my life with his stares and the rest by his voice.)
(And on top of that he's hell boring! What am I going to do?)

'Haye Allah! Mere bache bechare kia kahen ge? bolen ge Mama baba itne boring ku hain?'
'aur agar mere bache bhi unki tarah boring aur sariyal hue?'

'Chi chi toba toba!', she thought dramatically.
(What will my children say? They'll say Mama why's baba so boring?)
(And what If my children end up being boring and serious like him?)
(No no no!)

'Shit! Mujhe to shaadi ke baad poora Pakistan bhi dekhna tha!'
'Ku? ku? ku? Ye kia kiya aap logo ne mere sath', she cried on her desperation.
(Shit! I wanted to visit whole Pakistan after my marriage!)
(why? why? why? Why did you do this to me?)

'wo bhi yahi sooch rahi hone paka ke itni pagal larki se shaadi ku krun mai, aur nahi to kia yahi sooch rahe honge pata hai mujhe'
(He'll also be thinking that I won't marry a stupid girl, I'm sure of that.)

'Unse hi baat krti hun! kehti hun ke mana kar den!', Maheen decided finally.

'Agar gusse ho gaye to?'
'Nahi Maheen abhi hi waqt hai bad me rone se acha hai'
'Han theek hai'
(Shall I talk to him? I'll ask him to say no for this marriage.)
(What If he gets angry?)
(No Maheen It's better to do this now rather than weeping afterwards.)
(Yes It's okay.)

'I'll talk to him tomorrow, yes! Inshallah!', she thought with determination.
She had been roaming in her room since past half an hour trying to imagine the scenarios after their marriage and had cringed for the umpteenth time.