wowww shaan eating paratha n k family is shocked...π
sooo finally dey talk ...thoda hi sahi..π
waiting fr nxt...
Part 38
The second round of parathas came and Khanak was told to eat with everyone once she had served the parathas. During the regular conversation, Madhvi was heard telling Chitresh that "Bhai aap ne mere Shaantanu ko kaam pe hi laga diya hai. Jab se UK se aya hai all he can think of is work!"
Shaantanu and Khanak momentarily stopped chewing and looked up, only to see the other looking directly at them. Khanak's eyes showed surprise whilst Shaantanu simply shrugged and continued eating.
Chitresh laughed, "Bhabhi am I to take that as something good or bad?"
"Arrey good of course!" chimed Sunil, "Ye maaoun (moms) ka kya hai. Duniya in ke bas mein ho tou betey nikammoun ki tarhaan chaubees ghante ghar hi baithe rahein. Mein tou kehta houn London ki hawa Shaan to suit ki hai."
"Haan magar tu ziyada sakht na huwa kar Sunny. Itna mehnti beta hai tera aur tu hai ke har waqt mazak hi karta rehta hai," said Chitresh.
"Mazak nai mashwara. Mashwara de raha houn ke mehnat ke baghair kuch nai hota. Kyun bhe Khanak, sahi kaha na?" Sunil corrected his friend.
"Jee uncle. Bilkul sahi. Mehnat ke baghair kuch kaam aysa nai hota jo kaam kehlane ke layak ho. Bin mehnat ka kaam kisi khuddar aalsi ko bhi raas na aye," said Khanak.
"Khanak beta what are you studying aaj kal?" asked Madhvi.
"Philosophy!" exclaimed Shaantanu, who simply couldn't resist jumping on an opportunity to enter the conversation.
"Ohβ¦I thought you were doing something in Business ya Finance..couldn't remember. But nice, acha hai ke you're getting a degree in philosophy. It's a different subject but very interesting," said Madhvi.
Unaware of the looks Chitresh, Sunil, Alpana, Manya and Harsh were exchanging, Shaantanu continued, "No no mom, she's not getting a degree in philosophy. She already has a degree in philosophy. Abhi tou Economics mein Masters kar rahi."
"Ohhh.." was all Madhvi could manage to say, unsure of the equation his son shared with the girl who had arrived in her house just last night and was making breakfast this morning.
In such situations, it is often a perceptive elder who realized the need to lighten the mood. Thankfully, at the breakfast table that day, we had two such elders- Chitresh and Sunil. They simultaneously erupted into laughter and managed to lessen the awkwardness of the moment.
"Arrey Chitresh, humare bachay bhi humari tarhaan mazahiya nikleβ¦I didn't know sense of humour bhi hereditary hota hai," said Sunil.
"Hereditary hota tou abhi ye dono araam se baithe na hoteβ¦shukar hai fully hereditary nai hai," replied Chitresh.
Alas, two people's attention had not been diverted. At least, not substantially diverted because though Shaan and Khanak could hear their respective fathers in the background, their eyes were locked in a trance quite like the sort a potential couple who find themselves in. Where one was mocking the other with his eyes and the other was staring coldly as if to signal disappointment, regret and anger all in one.
"Tum log bhi na. Bachoun ko tang karna choro. Bachay tou bachay rehte hein humaray liye but khud tou inhein bara hona hai aur apni agay ki zindagi ke baray mein sochna hai." Yes, it was Dadi who spoke. Spoke in the typical fashion of grandparents- stating what was obvious, but never openly talked about.
This brought both Shaantanu and Khanak back to the breakfast table. He was made to realize about a pending task whilst she was caught off-guard by a remark of expectation from her. An expectation she believed to be obviously unnecessary and uncalled for.
Shaantanu's grandmother had just brought up a subject both he and she had ignored for months. At such an unpleasant occasion, they both did what was customary to them. He got up at ignored the jibe, while she looked down and continued finishing her breakfast.
The day otherwise was pretty uneventful. Relatives caught up and a few dances were prepared by the girls. Jewelry was finalized and the dresses for the engagement were sent to the dry cleaners. But among all the activity that was normal to any house awaiting an engagement, Khanak found time to do a little research around the house. A research that would help her at night. Tonight, when Shaantanu would come home, have dinner and retire to his room.
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