#4240 An excerpt from a coming novel specially for AMU : November 2012, Albergo(A famous Dhaba near law faculty,AMU) “Chhotu ek badi laana with four cups of tea”Rehan hailed in his heavy voice to a worker who was a boy of not more than 15 years in the dhaba. “What?Badi?what does it mean?Does this dhaba also provides big girls in plates?”I asked to Rehan with a curiosity. “Chill brother.don’t take it otherwise, he has not asked for a big girl,actually he has ordered for a large sized gold flake cigarette” Arham cleared my suspect and grinned like he had solved the Kashmir conflict. “What ?What the hell?you started smoking?don’t you know? it’s ingerious to health dude” Vijay said and his eyes were just about to come from behind the spectacles. “Chill maaro paaji,I will order a glass of milk with bournvita for you,that is good for health,happy?”he said and laughed. We all guffawed. “So guys how’s life? anything new other than that rehan has become a smoker”I said and grinned. “I have joined a music club and have started singing”Arham said by ruffling his hairs. “And soon you will get a competitor of Altaaf raja and himesh reshamiya in the music Industry”Rehan said. Now it was impossible to stop the tittering. “Tum toh thehre paredesi,tinin tinin!!”He added. “Stop Arham,its really good.And Paaji how about you?”I asked by hardly controlling my laughter. “I am learning software programming and really it’s fun you can make any software of your choice if you learn programming in a best way and you can sell that software at a very high price in market,I am loving it”Vijay said with an expression like yes-i-am-doing-something-constructive. “Soon you will have a software in the market.You just write the name of any girl and the girl will come out from the computer and that great software would be made by none other than our paaji”Rehan again interrupted. “What are you doing Rehan bydaway nowadays?otherthan cracking out damn, stupid jokes?” Vijay Asked in a serious tone. “The toughest work. Fighting with myself”He said and grinned. I could observed the pain behind that words of Rehan. “What happenned Rehan?Is everything fine?”I asked. “Nothing,just a dialogue brother”He said and grinned. But I knew it was not a dialogue.He was hiding something from us. Cups of Tea with a cigarette and a match box arrived at the table. Rehan lit the cigrarette and blow the smoke in air. We were gazing at him like we saw some Hollywood movie on doordarshan. * Bhai moral kya tha iska ye zarur bata dena Pura post padh kr kya mila Baba ji ka Thullu
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 18:20:55 +0000
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