Omar sighed in relief and pleasure, relishing his food...
Aah!! The flavour of the cuisine of Baghdaad! He had missed it in these 20 long years...away from his home town...
Approaching the owner of the food stall after covering his face properly, he asked him...
O: aapka kitna hua bhaijaan?
He asked the gentleman...
M: ji, 25 ashrafiyaan...
The man stated, obviously not recognising Omar due to his covered face...he was not ready to disclose his identity as yet...
O: ji, mere paas khula nahi hai...
He informed, handing over 50 instead of 25...
( Note: I don't know about the money system in Baghdaad in the story so I'm just making a few things up
😊 )
M: janaab, khula toh hum bhi nahi rakhte aajkal...aap aisa kijiye...Paytm se transfer kardijiye...hum aapko apna phone number dete hai...
The man suggested...
Seeing Omar's confused look, the man spoke up again...
M: janaab, hum credit card aur debit card bhi lete hai...aap apna card de dijiye...
He said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world...
However, Omar looked at him as if he were conversing with him in an alien language...
O: kya? Cre...bit..dedit...rehne dijiye! Aap saari Ashrafiyaan rakh lijiye...mujhe ijazat dijiye...
Omar began...wanting to get away as fast as possible from this weird man...
M: arrey par janaab, PhonePe ya Google pay bhi chalega...
The man insisted...
Seeing a somewhat embarrassed Omar, he asked...
M: janaab aap yaha ke nahi hai kya?
He inquired curiously...
O: nahi...main yahi ka hoon...bas...uh..kuch saal vyaapaar ke silsile mein apne mulk se door tha...
He answered...
M: achcha! Tabhbhi main sochu ki aap aisa bartaav kyu kar rahe the!
The man laughed...
O: ajeeb bartaav toh aap kar rahe hai, ye kaisi ajeeb-o-gareeb taknique aazma rahe hai paise lene ke...
Omar argued...annoyed...
The man only laughed...annoying him further...
M: janaab, humaare Baghdaad ki shaan...humara maseehah Aladdin kuch waqt pehle apne naye dost ke saath lauta hai...uske dost ne hume inn naye aadhunik yantro ke bare mein bataya...mashallah! Zindagi aasaan kardi uss farishte ne!
Ye sab usi ka khumaar faila hai!!!
He informed the perplexed Omar, who nodded thoughtfully...
****
" Huzoor! Huzoor! Maafi! Maafi! Rehem kare Huzoor!"
The poor Dominoz delivery boy shivered as Zafar glowered down at him...
Z: azaad kardo ise!
He ordered...moaning in delight as he bit into the cheesy delicacy...
DM: Huzoor aap mahaan hai! Aap kitne rehem dil hai!
The delivery man praised gratefully...
DM: uh...huzoor...40 Ashrafiyaan hue...pizza ke...
Zafar's head snapped up as he chomped away on a mouthful of pizza...
Z: Isse le jaakar humaare magarmach ke taalaab mein daal diya jaaye! Vo iski botiyaan botiyaan chaba jaayenge! Hukum hai ye humaara!
He ordered...
His gaurds began to drag away the pleading and sobbing delivery man but Zafar only laughed maniacally...
Z: Huh!!! 30 minutes gaurantee ki policy ko ignore karne chala tha!
30 minute ke baad aaye toh pizza free hota hai...hume bewakoof banane chala tha! Hume! Hone waale Sultan ko! Vaise Pizza laa jawaab hai! Maza aagaya!
Zafar stated...munching on his double burst cheeze pizza...
" uh...huzoor..par order toh sirf 20 min pehle kiya tha..."
A gaurd stated hesitantly...
Zafar said nothing for a few minutes...
Z: ise bhi uss delivery boy ke saath daal do!
He finally spoke...very calmly as the horrified gaurd looked on...
But Zafar carelessly enjoyed his meal...cradling the Dominoz pizza box in his lap...
*****
N: Rukhsaar! Meri pyaari behen Ruksaar!
Naazneen came running into the house...
R: arrey Naazneen Bhaabhi! Aiyye na...
No matter what, Rukhsaar was always welcoming of her sister-in-law...
N: Aaraam pharma rahi thi kya? Kahi maine tumhe...kya kehte hai...dispurt toh nahi kardiya na?
Rukhsaar laughed...
R: bhaabhi, dispurt nahi disturb...aur ji nahi aisa kuch nahi...vo..Ji..uh..Ginu ke kehne par maine apna Instagram pe account khola hai toh bas kuch selfies le rahi thi upload karne ke liye...
N: arrey waah! Toh ek selfie Naazneen ke saath hojaaye! Naazneen ne apne shohar ke credit card se naya Aye-ph..phone 8 liya hai...
(whispers) jaanti ho, kasam sone ki ashrafiyon ki, gulbadan ke abbu so rahe the tab maine ye chupke se le liye...aakhir ye unke kis kaam ka! Unka beqaar ka kharcha Naazneen ko zara bhi pasand nahi!
Rukhsaar nodded and looked away to hide her laughter...
R: ji bhaabhi zaroor...aiyye na...
They clicked clicked selfies...
N: jaldi jaldi inhe upload karo! Aur agar Gulbadan ke Abbu ne agle 2 minute mrin hume follow nahi kiya toh unki khair nahi!
Rukhsaar shook her head and uploaded the pictures...
R: # Devranijethaani#pyaaribehne
She uploaded...
*****
Hassan found Aladdin deeply engrossed in his new laptop & walked up to behind him...
H: kya kar rahe hai aaka?
He asked and Aladdin jumped with a shreik...
"AAAHHH! AMMMYYY! "
Al: tumne toh mujhe dara hi diya!
He sighed...glancing around...luckily his mother was not in the house,having left earlier with Nazneen...
Al: Oh bete ki dum! Iss Nakalchi chorni ne mujhe Facebook par block kar diya...ise toh main...
But he trailed off, blushing a bit...thinking about how pretty she was...
Aladdin looked around and found that the genie had disappeared...
Al: offo! Ye gakat waqt par chiraag mein kyu ghuss jaata hai!
He huffed, rubbing at the magical lamp...
H: Kya hukum hai mere Aaka?
Hassan, the genie asked...popping out...
Al: mujhe uss Nakalchi chorni ka phone number laakar do!
Aladdin ordered...
H: jo hukum mere Aaka!
In no time, Aladdin had the number and had dialed it...
Y: Hello, aapki taareef? Aur aapko mera personal number kisne diya?
Inquired Yasmine as she reclined on her bed...
Al: ohohoho! Dekho toh! Bol toh aise rahi ho jaise Baghdaad ki shehzaadi ho!
Yasmine frowned at the haughty voice on the other side...
Y: toh main hoon...dekhiye janaab...
She began but Aladdin cut off...
Al: toh main Baghdaad ka Sultan hoon! NAKALCHI CHORNII!!
Aladdin chuckled...making Yasmine all the more angry...
However Yasmine gasped realising who was on the phone with her and bit her tongue on realising her folly...getting quizzical looks from Piddi...
Y: kaalechor? Kya chahiye tumhe? Hume phone kyu kiya tumne? Hume stalk kar rahe ho tum? Himmat kaise hui tumhaari humaara number nikaalne ki???!!!
She demanded angrily...
Al: tumne mujhe Facebook par block kyu kiya? Aur stalk? Vo bhi tumhe...usse achcha toh main Khatrapur ke kisi aadmi ko stalk karu!
He taunted...
Yasmine angrily cut the call...
Y: Piddi! Tune mere aam aurat waale account se iss kaalechor ko block kiya?
P: ji Shehzaadi saheba...aap hi ne toh kaha tha karne ke liye...
She said nervously...
Y: uh.. Achcha?
Yasmine gulped...
Y: khair...huhh!!Kaala chor kahinka!!!
At Aladdin's place:
Al: nakalchi chorni kahinki!!!
Both huffed angrily...
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Well, that's the prologue, should I continue?
Please let me know in your kind reviews! 😃
PS. Bachchi samajhkar galatiyaan maaf kardena please! 😳
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