Monday
She yelled from the kitchen for the hundredth time in half an hour. Soon loud footsteps were heard heading to her room. Mrs. Mrinal Ahuja, Tara's mother opened the door without knocking. No privacy in an Asian family, you see.
Mrinal Ahuja
Kya karu mein iss ladki ka!?
(What should I do with this girl?)
She muttered under her breathe heading to her bedside.
Mrinal Ahuja
Tara, uth…warna paani laa rhi mein abb
[Tara, get up… Else I am getting water (bucket of water)]
Tara Ahuja
Haan…bass panch minute
(Yes yes..just five minutes)
Tara mumbled in her sleepy tone clearly not wanting to sacrifice her precious sleep.
Mrinal Ahuja
Koi panch minute nhi…uth
(No five minutes…get up)
Mrs. Mrinal having enough of the drama decided to use her last card. She walked over to the switch board and switched off the fan.
Knowing she would definitely win, she walked back downstairs without any further scolding.
Tara Ahuja
Yaar…mummy!!! Pankha kyu band kr deti ho!?
(yaar… Mother!!! Why do you switch off the fan?)
Tara said irritatingly. She groggily sat up rubbing her eyes. She hated Mondays, who doesn't? But this hatred is at its peak after vacations.
I walk downstairs clearly annoyed from my sleep deprivation. Why do we even have Mondays? Or worst school? I spot my brother already sitting in the dining having his breakfast. And the worst part? The chair he was sitting was my favorite spot
Tara Ahuja
Arun!!Ye meri jagah hai.Haat yaha se
(Arun!!This is my place.Get off it)
Tarun Ahuja
Kyu?tera naam likha hai?vaise bhi mein yaahan pehle aaya tha
(why?does it have your name written? Besides I arrived first)
Tara Ahuja
Haat na yaar warna niche gira dungi
(Get off na else i will push you down)
Tarun Ahuja
Abb toh bilkul nahi haatunga
(Now I won't get off at all)
Mrinal Ahuja
Phir shuru ho gye dono.Subah hui ni ki chuhe billi ki tarah ladna shuru
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