"Beta bhaisahb aur bhabhi (Gills) dinner ke liye aane vale hai I mean aap kal jaa rahi hai naa so", Mrs. Shukla told as she spotted Sidnaaz in garden.
"Oh! Chaliye I will help you", Sana said getting up as they walked towards kitchen.
"Yeah! Aap janti hai apke papa ko hamare hath ka bhindi masala bahut pasand hai hum voh banayenge unke liye", Mrs. Shukla grinned.
"Achawww aur mujhe kuch nahi milega", she pouted adorably.
"Meri gudiya ke liye toh mai rajma chawal banaungi naa", Mrs. Shukla said caressing her face adorably.
"Hayee thank you chalo batao abhi kya karna hai", Sana asked hurriedly getting into the working mode by putting her dupatta around her head.
"Meri help karne ke liye Yeh log hai aap bas bethiye yaha", Mrs. Shukla said patting the slab.
"Mein meetha banau kuch", Sana asked her eyes lit up with excitement.
"Kya banoge", she asked filling out the ladyfinger with masala.
"Ras malai banau", she suggested.
"Apko aati hai", Mrs. Shukla asked.
"Sana ko bahut kuch aata hai", she stated proudly.
"Sidharth ko bahut pasand hai naa but i don't know he never haves it", Mrs. Shukla Said with a frown.
Rasmalai, such a tasty sweet but for her more than the sweetness in it's taste, it's the sweetness of their relationship. She still remember how they used to sneak out of their school on Saturdays and Sidharth will brought her sweets because she will be craving for sweets every now and then. It used to be Rasmalai most of the times, why? Because it was the most common thing which they could spot near them. But, as the time passed away and she was left alone without her crime buddy she learnt all these things cooking herself. Now, hearing his mom saying about him loving the sweet brought her to the realization, he missed her too just like she did.
"Beta kaha kho gayi hai aap", Mrs. Shukla asked as she nudged Sana three times to pass the oil from the slab but she didn't listen.
"Kahi nahi, Yeh batao mein banau ke nahi", she asked.
"Banao banao maza aaega, kyuki aaj toh Sidharth ko bhi khani padegi, biwi ka khauf joh bolega", she said teasingly.
"Maa", she whined.
"Arey bhy tum log naye naye lagge ho abhi hum toh experience se bata rahe hai Saari Duniya ek taraf biwi ka raub ek taraf", Mrs. Shukla winked.
Sana looked at Mrs. Shukla without blinking as those things which Sidharth have told her came crushing to her. This women is such a gentle soul unaware of the wrong doings.
"Maa", Sana called lovingly.
"Hanji", Mrs. Shukla replied turning around.
"I love you", Sana chocked wiping the corner of her eyes before they could have pooled out.
"Apne pati ke samne maat kahiyega Yeh humein varna manane mein bahut problem hone vali hai apko", Mrs. Shukla said as they pulled back.
"Yeah", she nodded absentmindedly walking to the fridge and bringing the milk out along with vinegar to make chena first.
"Kya ho raha hai", came the irritating voice.
"Hayao Rabba Mereya hun ki chahida eh sunjhi salakhni nuh", Sana sighed murmuring to herself.
"Sana ke mom - dad aah rahe hai dinner ke liye so just preparing for it", Mrs. Shukla replied in a clipped tone.
"Oh! Okhay Gill's aah rahe hai dinner pe phir toh Shukla's ki izzat ka sawal hai best khanna banna chahiye, kya bana rahe ho", Mrs. Sharam asked.
"Rajma Chawal, Bhindi Masala aur Rasmalai", Mrs. Shukla told in a monotone.
"What, at least apne parivaar ki izzat ka khayal toh rakha hota, bhindi banane vali ho aap itne bade logo ke arrival pe", Mrs. Sharma exclaimed as if someone committed a grave sin.
"V.. Voh mein actually bhaisahab ko pasand hai toh", Mrs. Shukla fumbled actually embarrassed at being ordered like this in front of her own daughter in law.
"Kya pasand hai toh aur rasmalai, aap Sidharth ki maa hai apko toh pata hona chahiye naa ki Sidharth rasmalai nahi khata toh kyu bana rahi hai aap", Mrs. Sharma pointed out.
"Aunty ji apne sahi kaha Shukla parivaar ki izzat so let me remind you ki maa Shukla hai aap nahi. I guess Sharma's and Shukla's alag hote hai and you are just being a part of this house not this family or sur name", Sana said coming to her mother's rescue.
"Sana beta", Mrs. Shukla pleaded from her eyes to shut her up making Mrs. Sharma smirk.
"Maa relax", Sana said squeezing her hand.
"Aap Aunty jiii. Apko Sidharth aunty keh ke bulate hai I guess so apka koi haq nahi banta unki maa se aise baat karne ka Sidharth ke liye rasmalai mein bana rahi hoon aur Papa ke liye Bhindi masala mom. Voh log milne bhi apne bhai, bhabhi, beti aur jamai se aa rahe hai so I don't think ke apka koi bhi haq banta hai yaha pe ake orders dene ka", Sana said looking straight into the eyes of the cunning women standing in front of her.
"T.. Tum koi nahi hoti mujhse aise baat karne vali", Mrs. Sharma defended.
"God! Nerve of this women", Mrs. Shukla muttered under her breath.
"Aap koi nahi hoti iss ghar ki malkin aur bahuon par aise order chalane vali", Sana spat back fiercely.
"Tumhare maa baap ne tumhe Yeh nahi sikhaya ki bado se kaise baat karte hai", Mrs. Sharma said angrily.
"Unn logo ne toh kuj sikhaya hi nahi Bank Account se paise nikalne ke alawa", her inner voice spoke which made her silent for a second but she was quick to cover it back.
"Izzat ke liye samne vala banda deserving hona chahiye aunty jii aur izzat ka toh pata nahi but atleast mere ghar valon ne mujhe shadi nibhana toh sikhaya hai joh aap apni beti ko nahi sikha payi jiski vajah se voh bhaag gayi", Sana said with a smirk.
"Aur haan Yeh joh bhindi masala ke upar aap parivaar ki izzat par baat leh ayi hai tab apka Yeh izzat concern kaha gaya tha jab bhare venue mein se apki beti bhaag gayi thi", Sana said.
"T.. Tumhe toh mein baad mein dekh lungi", saying so Mrs. Sharma disappeared.
"Sorry", Sana muttered hugging Mrs. Shukla.
"Kyu beta", Mrs. Shukla frowned.
"Apko aise I mean I know tareeka galat laga hoga bolne ke I mean", she sighed.
She was stuttering on not knowing how to explain, she didn't want her new found mother in her mother in law to think any less of her but at the very same time she couldn't take her mother in law being dominated by an outsider.
"Beta relax maa bolti ho aur phir complex aise leh rahi ho jaise mein apki teacher hoon uske agey apne kissi ladki ko Dant diya toh aab apki shikayat hum apki mom dad ko laga denge", Mrs. Shukla said with a chuckle.
"Nahi maa aisa nahi hai", she sighed.
"Beta hum samajh rahe hai apki baat relax itna sochne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Apne joh kiya thik hai bus hum kabhi itni himmat nahi juta paye ki unhe palat kar Jawaab deh paye", Mrs. Shukla sighed.
"Yaa phir apne bete ko kissi aur ki tarafdaari karne se itna darti thi ke hamesha chup rahi", Sana Said making Mrs. Shukla sigh.
"Maa family ko khud se upar rakhna thik hai aur ek time ke baad unko priority rakhna bhi chahiye lekin khud ko kho dena galat hai joh aap kar rahe ho voh galat hai dusro ko itni value mat dijiye ki apki apni hi nazron mein khud ki value khatam ho jaye, aap bade ho aur mein apko aise parwachan suna rahi hoon lekin apne bete ke moh mein dusro ki galat baton ka jawab naa dena is wrong", Sana said reluctantly.
"Beta samajh rahi hoon teri baat meri galati bas Yeh hai ki mujhe lagta tha mein itni achi maa nahi baan payi ki mera beta mujhe tawazoo deh", Mrs. Shukla said with a sad smile.
"No aap bahut achi maa ho apne mujhe chaar din mein uss pyaar ka ehsaas karaya joh meri maa mujhe 22 saal mein nahi dila payi I love you aur Sidharth bhi apse bahut pyaar karte hai it's just jatane mein lalu hai voh",she said playfully.
"Lallu kya hota hai", Mrs. Shukla asked amused.
"Lallu means unmmmm less expressive you know vaise iska matlab kuch aur hi hota hai lekin abhi line ke hisab se yahi laga loh", Sana said.
"Kya ho raha hai", Sidharth asked standing beside Sana as he barged in.
"Apki wife apko lallu bol rahi thi", Mrs. Shukla said giggling.
"Haww maa", Sana said exaggerating the word "w" at her tongue.
"Aur voh kya hota hai", he asked with his brows frowned.
"Less expressive", Mrs. Shukla chided.
"Less expressive lagta hoon tumhe mein", he asked with his hands at his hips and tovering over her with his full height making her look alike a scared kitten.
"Aur nahi toh kya jab dekho aise muh phula ke ghumte rehte ho jaise kissi golgappe apke muh mein dalke hi paida kiya ho", she said making a golgappa face.
"Acha ruko abhi batata hoon tumhe mein", he said running upto her who has ran away as soon as she finished her teasing sentence making Mrs. Shukla laugh behind.
Mujhe identity blur karna ni ara tha so isiliye maine aaj dimag laga ke crop hi kar diya
This was actually what got me agitated lately
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