Sunday evenings were always relaxing for the Ranawats. It was a rule in the house that no one was allowed to be in their room after 6 in the evening. They were expected to be in the company of each other either playing board games or sharing the happenings of their week.
Ira and Sia were sitting on the couch leaning against Samman on either sides.
Sia continued,"Aur phir unn teacher ne mujhe daanta. Maine unse bolne ka try Kiya ki Atharva ki galti thi but she asked me to get out of the class."
Both Samman and Ira frowned at the unfairness.
Ira asked, "Ye wahi nayi teacher hai na jise har well-off student se problem hai?"
Samman frown intensified.
Sia shrugged with a pout,"Ab toh humesha hi class me mujhe target karti hai!"
Samman- "Do you want me to come to your school, Sia? Hum baat karenge aapki maths teacher se."
Sia quickly shook her head. She didn't want the teacher to further target her.
Sia- "Koi baat nahi,bhaiya. Kuch dino me sab normal ho jaayega. 2 din me weekly test ke result mil jayenge. She'll get impressed after that."
Samman smiled at the simplicity of her logic.
Ira rolled her eyes,"Ha. Ab toh bas teacher ko hi impress karna bacha hai."
Samman whacked her head gently, "To aur kise impress Kiya jata hai, Swara?"
Ira gulped. She guessed that he won't understand the implications behind her words but she was clearly wrong.
She immediately changed the topic,
"Arey humare Ghar me itne handsome aadmi ko chodd ke bhala hum kisi aur ko kyun impress karne ki sochenge? Toh kahiye, kya aap humse impress ho gaye?" She winked at him.
Sia giggled while Samman shook his head.
Samman, "Aap bohot besharam ho gayi hai!"
Ira, "Yaha hum aapki tareef kar rahe hai aur aap hume besharam bol rahe hai. Zamana hi kharab hai."
After a while, she shrieked
"Zamane se yaad aaya, 7 bajne wale hai! Aur Aaj toh month ka second Sunday bhi hai. Cono aayenge Aaj!"
Sia- "Phir se woh torture!"
Ira got up and whacked her making her whine and snuggled closer to her bhaiya.
Ira ran towards the radio and turned it on. She went back to jer place and sighed in relief.
As soon as the clock struck 7, a deep, mesmerising voice resonated throughout the room.
"Good Eveeeeening Mubaiiii Taazi Taazi hawaye aur Sunday ke ye shaam, aap bane rahe mere yani ki RJ SM ke saath!"
"Toh sabse pehle bataiye ki kya haal chaal hai iss zamane ka? Agar accha nahi bhi hai, toh tension not! Mai yaha aapki khidmat pe taiyaar hu. Aur Aaj ka din toh aur bhi special hai! Jee ha! Bilkul sahi samjha aapne! Aaj woh aane wali hai."
Ira clapped her hands in excitement making Samman smile and Sia make a face.
"Toh Bina kaisi der ke aaiye aur kho jaiye, humari S3 ki awaz me!"
"Arey wah! Kya awaaz thi kya gaana tha, kya jazbaat the! Isi baat pe aap jaha bhi hai, Taaliyan Baja dijiye and say thanks to S3 for giving us yet another beautiful song!"
Both Samman and Ira clapped. Sia yawned making Ira throw a pillow at her. Sia hurled the pillow back at her. That led to a full blown pillow fight between the two. Samman snatched the pillows from their hands and admonished, "Behave girls!"
Ira shocked him by hurling a pillow at his face.He glared at her making her throw another pillow at him. He himself picked up the pillow and started whacking her hard with it.
Samman continued whacking her- "Kahiye ab, maarengi hume pillow se?"
Ira, in between laughs, said- "Yes!"
Sia chewed on her lips and herself threw a pillow at Samman. Samman left Ira and turned towards Sia. He raised an eyebrow at her making her give him a scared look but then a mischevious glint twinkled in her eyes and she threw another pillow at him.
That made both Ira and Samman laugh. She started getting the same treatment as Ira while Ira started whacking him with the pillow.
Soon, he let himself be overpowered by both the girls as their laughter and shrieks resonated in the entire living area. After a while, they sat down tired and looked around the place. Feathers and cottons were lying all around the place. Both the girls gave a sheepish look to Samman. Their bhaiya had a profound distaste against uncleanliness and chaos.
Samman leaned back on the couch- "Hume mat dekhiye, saaf aap hi dono ko karna hai. Apne bare Bhai ko maarne ki saza hai yeh."
Sia- "Haww! Aapne bhi toh hume maara. Toh punishment aapko bhi milegi!"
Samman glared playfully at her making her gulp. But Ira being the daredevil she was, seconded that thought.
Ira- "Ghuriye mat aap unhe! Kabhi kabhi toh sahi baat karti hai woh! Aap bhi help karenge safai me and that's final."
Samman sighed dramatically, "Ab your highness ki baat ko koi taal sakta hai kya? Jaise aapki marzi, Princess Ira."
Ira in a fake accent- "Impressive Your majesty. Chaliye kaam pe lag jaiye."
Once they were done cleaning, they collapsed on the couch yet again.
Ira- "Kitna accha song tha na!"
Samman agrees wholeheartedly. The song was indeed a masterpiece.
Sia- "Kuch khaas nahi tha. Ok ok tha."
Ira- "Aapse kisi ne aapki raat nahi maangi, Siara Ji. Music me aapka taste out of the world hai isiliye kisi ko samajh nahi aata!"
Sia- "Mera taste bilkul sahi hai, Swara ji. Uski awaaz me problem hai. Na guitar bajane ka dhang hai aur na hi gaana gane ka!"
Samman shook his head as they continued fighting. Whenever Sia expressed her opinions on any of S3's songs, Ira took it personally. He doubted if she did that just to rile her up on purpose.
Ira- "Khud toh guitar bas show piece ki tarah rakha hai, aur dusro pe opinions de rahi hai!"
Sia- "Atleast mujhe guitar pakadna toh aata hai! I doubt aap woh bhi kar payengi ya nahi!"
Ira- "Sia wap kutta pal lijiye, billi pal lijiye par galatfahmi mat paliye! Aapse ek do notes zyada hi aate honge Hume!"
Sia laughed- "Sorry sorry. Bohot accha joke tha!"
Ira- "Oh really? Aap--"
Samman stepped in, "Enough! Ek shabd aur nahi warna aap dono ko bachpan ki tarah alag alag corners me khada kar diya jayega until you cool down."
Ira whispered- "Humara bachpan! Inhe toh abhi bhi wahi treatment milta hai!"
Samman- "Do you want me to give you the same treatment?"
Ira quickly shook her head and looked down.
Samman- "Bematlab me ek aise insaan ke lad Rahi hai aap dono jinhe aap jaanti bhi na ho. Sia, aap aise kisi ke baare me bura nahi bolengi. Ye sikhaya hai humne aapko?"
Sia shook her head and looked down guiltily.
Samman turned to Ira- "Aur aap Ira, ek stranger ke liye apni hi behen se lad Rahi hai!"
Ira, "Sorry Bhaiya."
Samman- "Yeh radio hi confiscate kar lete hai. Aapki ladaiyan automatically band ho jayengi."
Both Sia and Ira said "No bhaiya." at once! They might have their differences over S3 but they absolutely adored RJ SM!
Both of them hugged him from either side to cool him down. Their brother didn't take their fights well. He was very particular about family values.
Sia, "Ab hum dono fight nahi karenge, Bhaiya. Pakka promise."
Ira nodded in bus chest, "Ji Bhaiya. Promise."
Samman, "Last chance. Ab dikhiye aap dono hume aise ladte hue."
Ira, "Ab yeh gussa chodiye na! In sab chakkaro me humne RJ SM ka program bhi Miss kar diya!" She pouted.
Sia, "Maine bhi! Sab aapki galti hai, bhaiya!"
Ira, "I agree."
Samman, "Arey? Matlab lade aap dono aur galti humari?"
Ira, "Woh sab hum nahi jante! Hum dono naraz hai aapse. Grovel us!"
Samman smiled as he saw their pouty faces.
Samman, "Aap dono ko manane ka toh sirf ek hi tarika hai...SR special Paneer Tikka!"
Sia and Ira, "Yay!!!"
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