《Fidaa - An Akshan Short Stories Collection》Story One - Roothna Manana
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Akshat wakes up and sees Guddan sitting next to him laughing. He gets suspicious and decides to go and look at himself in the mirror. He sees that Guddan has drawn whiskers on him. He does not give any response and goes to get his clothes from his cupboard to get ready and go to the restaurant.
Guddan - Arey Jindal Saab Kuch boliye to sahi.
Akshat does not say anything and takes his clothes and goes to the bathroom to get ready.
Guddan while knocking on the bathroom door - Arey Jindal Saab hamari baat to suniye Ek baar please. Jindal Saab please darwaza kholiye.
Akshat does not say anything and so Guddan stops knocking on the door. A while later Akshat comes out of the bathroom.
Guddan - Jindal Saab please ek baar hamari baat to sun lijiye. Jindal Saab I am sorry ek baar baat to sun lijiye.
Akshat is about to leave the room
Guddan holds his arm and stops him
Akshat - Guddan mera haath chodo mujhe tumhari koyi bhi baat nahi sun ni. With this he snatches his arm out of Guddan's arm and leaves.
Guddan follows him downstairs. Dadi, Lakshmi Bahu and Durga Bahu are sitting at the dining table getting ready to eat breakfast.
Akshat - Maa main office ha raha hun.
Dadi - Theek hai beta dhyaan se jaana
Akshat - Ji Maa.
Guddan - Jindal Saab khaana toh khake jayiye.
Akshat leaves without saying a word
Guddan (in mind) - Arey baap re yeh toh boot hi gussa hai, abb kya Karen.
Dadi, Lakshmi and Durga could sense that something was wrong but didn't want to interfere as it was the pati and patni's personal problem.
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