After his shocking speech I returned home slowly. As I entered I saw all my distant relatives sitting in the living room. Great.Just great. This is what I needed now.
"Salaam"
I called out as I made my way in the kitchen
.I opened the fridge as I got a bottle of water and started drinking .
"When did they come?" I asked Sara who was busy making tea and saying something under her breath.
"A while back. I don't know why they come only?" She asked irritated. God they irritated Sara they must have something.
"Pagal their eyes are on our brothers they want to marry them have you not listen ' bhai Mujhe yahan Jana hai' people I tell you we have to be extra careful" piped in Naba.
"Looks like they already gave u a hard time ?"
"Of course how could they live without that.
I went there and were like "tumhara duppatta Kahan hai?" And I was like "bech diya" "
"Wait till mom becomes free. How long are they gonna be here?"
"Don't know"
"Anyways they have brought Azhar bhai maybe for you Appi "
"Ewwww is Osama there?"
"Yeah"
I left the kitchen and walked in my room. I changed then fell on the bed. Just then someone messeged me on Facebook.
Curious I checked it was from Karan Jain. I deleted without reading it. If he thinks I am gonna talk to him just because he knows my history . Well he is wrong. Just then Sara entered with mom's phone
"Vatsal bhai"
I took the phone
"Hey"
"Nomani I need your help "
"Yeah?"
"My family has gone to village and I can't cook so can I eat at yours for a few days."
"Of course you can vats"
"I love you bye"
I chuckled as j ended the call .imarvhed down to mom
"Ammi Vatsal is going to be here"
"Achcha"
This is going to be a long night.