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" Haan seekha maine jeena jeena kaise jeena
Haan seekha maine jeena mere humdum
Na seekha kabhi jeena jeena kaise jeena
Na seekha jeena tere bina humdum"
The song was playing softly and people were enjoying themselves, some couple were even dance to the song
"Sir put you hand on Mam's waist..... Yeah perfect." The photographer said as he instructed the newly weds
"Now......" He was again telling them for some pose when
"Ab hogaya Baki baad mein." The groom said as he was tired of posing and faking smile, nodding his head the photographer left, both bride and groom took a sigh and sat on the sofa which was placed on the stage and gave the really good look around the hall,
(It's enough for now)
"Congratulations." Someone come there, they just smile at the person
"I'm seriously tired now." The groom whispered to bride and she nod her head in agreement
A big smile break on bride's face when she spot a familiar face, she wave her hand to the person
That of course didn't went unnoticed by the groom as he looked at person whom his wife just wave then turned to her
"Who is he?" Smile that obviously didn't reach his tone he asked her
"Classmate."
"Classmate hai toh class mein hi rehne deti humari Shaadi mein Kya Kar raha Hai?" The smile wiped off from bride's face as she turned her husband
(If he is classmate then why did you invite him here)
"Hey congratulations!" But before she could say anything a person came to them
"Abhi? Thank so much, I thought you wouldn't come." The bride got up from her seat and hugged her childhood friend, groom also got up
"Aise kaise nahi aata?" Abhi asked her as he shake hand with groom, they both again sat down and Abhi left to meet her parents
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(How would I have not?)
"Iss chilgozey ko kisne kaha Tha bulane ke liye?" He whispered to his wife
(Who told you to invite this moron?)
"Kitni baar kaha Hai Abhi ko chilgoza mat bulaya kariye, aur kyu na bulau best friend Hai woh mera,"
(How many times do I have to tell you not to call him moron, and he is my best friend)
"Aur tumhe achhe se pata hai mujhe tumhara yeh nahi pasand,"
(And I don't like your best friend)
"Apke tapori dosto se to behter hi mere friends."
(At least he is better then your goons type friends)
"Mere dost tapori Hain?" They seems to forget that they are sitting on the stage in center of everyone's attention and anyone could notice their bricking
(My friends are goons?)
"Aur nahi toh Kya." She said like it's the most obviously thing
(Yes!)
"Achha mere konse dost tapori Hain?"
(Which one)
"Woh dekhiye vastav ke Sanjay Dutt." The groom looked at where the bride was looking
(Look there)
"Idhar nahi buffet side pe dekhiye." The bride said smiling tried to hide the fact that they are bricking,
(Not here look at buffet side)
The groom looked at buffet side there he found his childhood friend who was wearing saffron coloured kurta and some gold chain
"He is a fan of Sanjay Dutt that's why." He defeated his friends
"Achha I'm also a fan of Spiderman but you didn't saw me........"
"Kya ho raha Hai yeh?" The bride's sentence was interrupt in middle when her sister Humaima came there and asked
(What's going on here?)
"Bhabhi yeh mujhse jhagra Kar rahi Hai." The groom complained
(She is arguing with me.)
"Aur tum bohot Sharif ho, haina?" His brother Faizan sarcastically asked him
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(Like you are saint)
"Bhai yeh mujhse jhagra Kar rahe hain bol rahe Hain ki Abhi ko kyu invite Kiya." The bride innocently complain to her brother-in-law
(He was arguing with me that why did I invited Abhi.)
"Yeh to koi baat bhi nahi hai jhagra karne wali." Humaima said
(That's not a reason for argument?)
"Lekin inhe shokh Hain mujhse jhagra karne ka," the bride said
(But he can argue about anything.)
"Whatever! Ab tum dono Shanti se baitho sab log dekh rahe Hain." Faizan said
(Sit properly everyone is watching you two.)
"Haan aur Khala mujhse puch rahi thi Ashaj aur Minahil aaj bhi jhagra karne se baaz nahi ayen." Humaima said mimicking her khala
(Yes and Khala was saying Ashaj and Minahil can't stay together without fighting)
"Yeh jhagra karne se baaz nahi ayen."
(He is the reason)
"Yeh jhagra karne se baaz nahi ayi." They both said same time
(She is the reason)
"Minahil tum kyu serious leti ho isse? Janti ho na yeh pagal Hai."
(Why do you take this idiot seriously?)
"Bhai main apka saga chota Bhai Hoon." Groom offendly said making bride giggle
(I'm your brother.)
"Kuch bhi Hai, sorry bolo ek dusre ko aur baat khatam karo, aaj tum dono ki Shaadi hai aur aaj ke din bhi tum dono ko jhagra karna Hai." Faizan said
(Whatever! Say sorry to each other.)
"Main nahi bolunga sorry." Groom stubbornly said
(I won't say sorry!)
"Ashaj." Humaima said
"Sorry! Only because bhabhi has told to me." Ashaj said,
"It's okay!" Bride mumble
"Yeh sorry nahi bol rahi." After sometime when apologise didn't came from bride's side, Ashaj looked at his brother and sister-in-law
(She is not saying sorry!)
"Minahil!" Faizan called her
"Sorry!...... But galti apki thi."
(But it was your fault.)
"Yeh add karna zaroori tha?"
(Was it necessary to add this?)
"Ab bas. Ab tum dono jhagra nahi karoge." Humaima interrupt them
(Enough you two won't brick now.)
"Toh yeh baat isse bolena." Ashaj point at his wife
(Tell her that.)
"Ashaj!" Faizan gave last warning to his younger brother, Humaima also looked at her younger sister warningly
They both left the stage now the groom and bride sat there smiling but moved a little bit away from each other
"Congratulations! Can't believe you both are getting married," A guy came there Ashaj got up and shake hand with him but the guy elope him in hug
"Bhagwan buri nazar se bachaye.... Main uncle aunty se milke at Hoon." The person said Ashaj nod his head smiling
(May Almighty protect you from evils)
"Kon Tha yeh?" Ashaj asked Minahil when the person left
(Who was he?)
"Pata nahi." Minahil murmured looking at the direction where the person has just left
(Don't know)
"Again with your sarcasm, baaz nahi aaogi na tum Minahil?"
(Can't you talk in proper language?)
"I seriously don't know who is he."
"Oh!" That's all Ashaj could say
"Toh phir yeh itna friendly kyu ho raha Tha?" Ashaj again asked her, Minahil just shrugged her shoulder
(Then why was he being so friendly?)
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