Duo's home
Abhijeet was sitting on his bed quietly, typing something on the laptop but with light and slow movements. Maybe those cuts still hurt and God knows why he was still working over with them if they hurt! Daya had the same query in his heart when he entered in the room.
" Abhijeet hum abhi leave par hai, tum laptop par kya kar rahe ho?", Daya asked settling besides his pal, relaxing himself though frowning at the same time.
" Daya mujhe disturb mat karo.", Abhijeet didn't even bothered to look up from the screen annoying Daya more. 'What was so important in that little thing?', Daya thought. "Par tumhare haath.."
"It's okay Daya. Ungliyon par itne deep cut nahi hai. Mai typing kar sakta hun", Abhijeet interrupted Daya's protest full of concern.
" Itna kya important hai ki tum chipak gae ho uss dibbe se?". Abhijeet shook his head in disappointment clearly understanding how annoyed Daya was with him at this point of moment. " Daya do minute ke liye shant baithoge? Nahi toh ek kaam karo, tum so jao. Vaise bhi raat kafi ho chuki hai."
But it didn't worked. That only made Daya more angry as Abhijeet never did look up once at all in his talks. " Abhi, tumhara bhai tumse baat karna cha raha hai!" Daya whined hitting Abhijeet's back with his leg as Abhijeet was at the edge of the bed while he was in a sleeping position. Now Abhijeet also did feel his anger bar going up. He groaned a bit and then turned towards Daya shutting the little machine.
" Fine! Bolo kya hai, mujhe kaam hai ", Abhijeet spoke folding his arms against his chest.
" Hunh! Humesha iske naak par gussa chada rehta hai. Red bull kahika! " And then he smiled at his own words that how unintentionally 'Red bull' slipped from his mouth. His thoughts and his smile were though interrupted by his brother's rude tone, "Agar tumhe khudse hi baate karni thi toh mujhe kyun disturb kiya?"
Daya looked at him with sadness in his eyes. "Abhi, lets hangout na", he said in a pleading, childish tone and Abhijeet was dumbfound. He checked the time on his wrist watch and then turned his hand signalling Daya to look at the time. Abhijeet's all expectations of what Daya said was a joke, fade in air when Daya gave him a look as 'So What?'
"NO WAYS!", Abhijeet stood up taking his laptop in his hand and going towards the couch. " Kyun?", Daya asked like a stubborn child.
"Kyunki raat ke do baje koi bhi samajdar aadmi ghumne nahi jaata. That's it!", Abhijeet yelled and Daya who was lying previously came on his knees on the bed. "Jate hai bas tumhe nahi pata. Mujhe pata hai. Salunkhe uncle bhi jaate hai kabhi kabhi apne friends ke saath aur issliye hum bhi jaa sakte hai."
Till Daya was making his point clear in the debate, Abhijeet had already started with his previous work. "Ahan! issliye maine 'samjdar admi' kaha.". This made Daya grumble under his teeth but now he was more eager to know what Abhijeet was doing. He moved towards him and started looking down at the screen though wasn't able to read anything as Abhijeet snapped at him.
" Will you mind your own business? Agar sachi mein kuch kaam nahi hai aur na sona hai toh mobile pe apni aankhein fado, book read karo, parso ke baremein socha. Jo chahe karo bas mujhe kuch der akela chodo. Kar sakte ho?" Abhijeet asked angrily.
Daya was taken aback with his sudden outburst. He was sure that their neighbours are going to complain about them to their father. The least he cared was him shouting over Abhijeet for Daya is definitely going to put all the blunder over his brother. He finally gave up on his angry pal and leaned on the bed as before. The time was showing '2:8' but he was not sleepy.
"Waise parso kya hai?", he asked striking out their conversation.
"Dad wapas aa rahe hai. Unhone message kiya tha. Of course agar koi case report nahi hua toh.", a silent answer came from the working figure and Daya nodded over it.
He sighed deeply when thought all about today. What relief he was feeling at this time after letting everything out. A smile of contentment was dancing over his lips and now there was no more awkwardness between them. And with the way Abhijeet was talking with him right now, the way they had their this conversation, made him sure of it that Abhijeet was also on his way back to normal.
He shook his head removing all those thoughts out of his mind and started playing games after taking out the his phone. The best he can do when he is bored and being ignored.
When felt bored again, he threw his phone and took a magazine in his hands. He finished it too early so then started with a book. But now nothing was working. He threw the book away as well and again glanced at the wall clock. Now it said '3:2'. Daya looked at it with eyes wide open, then glanced over Abhijeet and his jaw dropped.
"Are you serious Abhi? Tum abhi tak apne Laptop se chipke hue ho. Mujhe lagta hai ki tum bhul rahe ho par mere bhai hum sachimein chuttiyon par hai."
Abhijeet let out a gasp cocking his eyebrow. Daya didn't bothered to say anything now. After more of five to ten minutes Abhijeet was actually done with all crap that he was doing. He sighed tiredly, closed the laptop and jumped over his bed. That shocked Daya very much as he was sitting nearly at the edge of bed unaware of Abhijeet was done!
"Daya?", Abhijeet turned his face towards Daya with his eyes demanding for sleep.
"Bolo" Daya spoke with a bit of confusion. Abhijeet's voice was very low, indicating he was tired. "Mai soch raha tha ki jiss din dad wapas aajaenge usi din hum..umm .. kyun na hum ussi din wapas chale jae. I mean.. tumhe agar rukna ho toh tum ruk sakte ho.. Kyun na.. kyun na mai wapas chala jau?"
He wanted it to come out as a statement but unfortunately it came out as a question. He cursed himself for it.
Daya gave him a suspicious look, "Par tumne toh do hafton ki chutti register ki thi na?"
Abhijeet closed his eyes tightly and opened them again to let everything come out firmly yet he lacked, "Haan.. magar mujhe bas..bas" Finding it real difficult to look for correct words, he blurted out frustrated, "Daya mujhe college wapas jana hai. Jald se jald."
" Wajah jaan sakta hun?" Daya asked raising his eyebrow.
"Daya please. Mai tumhara bada bhai hun, tum nahi." Abhijeet whined sleepily.
"Tumhari harkate Abhijeet?", he questioned him teasingly.
"Mujhe bad wapas jana hai. Mujhe nahi acha lagta yahan par." Abhijeet spoke clearly irritated.
" Acha nahi lagta? Don't be silly. Agar acha na lagta toh ab tak tum hotel mein reh rahe hote. Jaldi batao mujhe baat kya hai. Yeh apne dibbe pe jo bhi kar rahe the, usise related hai na?" Daya asked somewhat seriously.
Abhijeet turned his face on other side and dug into his pillow. "Shayad"
"I am taking it as a yes."
"Jaise tum chaho."
Daya nodded confusingly, "Tum serious ho?". Abhijeet turned to him giving a fierce look reasoning Daya that it was a bad question.
"Of course mai serious hun. Yeh kaisa sawal tha. Raat ko teen baje agar mai tumse kuch keh raha hun, toh definitely vo mazak nahi hai."
"Aur kya mai bhi tumhare saath aa raha hun?", Daya asked ignoring his previous answer.
Abhijeet turned his head on either side again, "Tumhare upar hai. Chalna hai toh chalo. Maine tair kar liya hai. Mai toh jaa raha hun."
Daya nodded again thoughtfully. "Theek hai. Mai bhi chal raha hun tumhare saath. Ek bar dad ko wapas aajane do. Fir unse baat karke nikal lenge."
Abhijeet nodded with closed eyes and then yawned. Daya noticed it and a smile lit up on his face. He stood up and started switching off the lights. Then whispering a small 'goodnight' to Abhijeet, he went from there after closing the door.
A/N Wanted to write something light this time. How did it went?
Hope you guys liked it.
BTW, Buttercup I need your review though I am late ;)
Take care guys, Janhvi.