"Toh kab se joining deni hai?"
"Monday se bulaya hai.. Abhi ghar jaa raha hun. Yaar bari khushi ho rhi haaai mujhe bhai! ... Hehe. Ab nhi de skte mujhe Vela hone ka tana aap. Job lag gyi meri!!"
Haider said excitedly into the phone as he spoke to Harris.
Harris smiled widely, his heart swelling with pride for his brother.
But he still kept his tone dry, "Abhi kaam toh start kar lo pehley. Monday tak Vele hi ho... Insta per machli ke mun wali bakwas selfie hi lagao ge."
"Yaarrr Bhai yaar!! Like wike toh kartey nhi hain bezati kartey hain bss! Block hi kar dena chahiye aap ko!" Haider whined and Harris smirked.
"Betaa baap hun tera... Seedha ho jaa. Yeh batao admission forms kaa kiyaa bana?"
"Jama kar waa diyen hain apne or Aylaa ke aaj." He gave a dry reply still offended.
"Hmm.. Suno.. Tumhari further studies kafi mushkil hain.. Job zaroori hai?"
"Bhai main apko bata chuka hun mujhe yeh job karni hi karni hai. Aap ne bhi toh Bsc. Ke baad job ker li thi!"
Harris rolled his eyes.
"Haider meri baat or hai. Tumheyn itnaa pressure lene ki kiya zaroorat hai. Chill karo. "
"Bhai Waah! Pehley bolteyn hain chotey kuch kar liya kar! Ab bol rahyn hain Chill karo? Psycho ho jaou gaa main aap ki double double baaton se!"
Harris laughed at his hyperness.
"Achaa Chalo band karo phone. Gari chalate waqt call ker rhy ho, abhi challan kataa naa toh main nhi bharun gaa." He scolded.
Haider sulked in his seat but lowered the phone scared of being caught by a traffic warden.
"Haan! Duniya ke sab se khadoos bhai hain aap! Mujhe hi thaney main jama kar waa den ge ulta."
Harris laughed deeply and Haider rolled his eyes on the other side.
"Chalo bagho. Dehaan se gari chalao ankheyn khol ker." Harris would say it non-chalantly but anyone could hear the genuine sentiments of care in his tone.
Anyone except...
"Khuli hui haain! Koi band ankh se gari chalata hai kiya??" Haider said offended.
"Tumhara koi bharosa bhi nhi hai. Ghar jaa ke msg ker naa. Call kareyn ge. Ammi se bhi baat kerni hai." Harris replied cooly.
"Hmm. Ammi se hi toh baat kareyn ge bss. Humari kiya value." Haider grumbled.
"Chup ker nhi toh phone se hi chamat aye gaa."
Haider shrunk in his seat and Harris could almost see him covering.
"Chalo okay phir. Allah Hafiz."
"Main treat lun gaa bata raha hun abhi!!! Okay Allah Hafiz!"
Haider said fast in one breath and cut the call. Harris remained staring at the screen for a few seconds a grin sported on his handsome face then shook his head chuckling.
"Job khud ki lagi hai... Treat mere se le gaa..." he mumbled thinking of Haider.
"Harris?"
A knock sounded on the door and Vania peeked in. Harris raised his brows and pocketed his cell phone.
"Hmm?" he questioned stepping closer.
She blinked and his eyes followed the movement of her fluttering lashes.
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