❤ Dildariyaan: Tales Of Love ❤

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Bohot Masoom Hasrat Hai, Batao Kya Kiya Jaye
Mujhe Tum Say Muhabbat Hai, Batao Kya Kiya Jaye

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"Yaar mujhe tumhari honay wali biwi par bohot taras aa raha hai." Varun teased Ghazaan, who shot a glare in his direction. (Bro, I feel really bad for your future wife.)

"Would you like to tell me why is that?" He asked, scowling.

"Bichari kay pallay kharoos jo paray ga. Usay bhi tum aik soldier ki tarhan treat na karo kahin." Varun explained with a smirk, trying to control his laugh. (Poor girl will have to tolerate a rude and strict person like you. I think you will treat her like a soldier as well."

"Tumhay bari fikar ho rahi hai meri honay wali biwi ki? Acha hoga yeh fikar apni honay wali biwi kay liye karo kahin aisa na ho tumhari suhag raat par tumhe main mission par na bhej doon." Ghazaam snapped causing Varun to chuckle. (Why are you so worried about my future wife? It would be better that you worry about your future wife, I might send you to a mission on your wedding night.)

"Mujhe pehle say hi shaq tha teri niyat kharaab ho rahi meray prati. Ab toh meri biwi kay saath suhag raat bhi mananay nahi dega!" Varun faked an horrified expression and slipped away from Ghazaan a bit. "Dekh Ghazi, main koi aisa waisa banda nahi hoon. Bhagwaan ki kripa say main bilkul seedha banda hoon." (I had a doubt since the beginning that your intentions were wrong for me, due to which you will not let me spend my wedding night with my wife. Look, Ghazi, I am not that type of a person. By God's grace, I am quite straight.)

Ghazaan looked at him from top to bottom and shuddered. "Allah maaf karay!" He exclaimed. (May Allah forgive me!)

"Waisay bhi shadi meri nahi hai abhi jo taras aa raha hai, mere bhai ki hai." Ghazaan retorted with a eye roll, looking away from him. (Besides, I am not getting married that you are feeling bad, it's my brother's.)

"What about me?" Zoyaan who was passing the hall paused on the door when he heard the word 'mere bhai' from his brother's mouth.

Varun grinned at him. "Come on dulhay raja, aiye baithiye!" (Come on groom, come sit.)

"Aao aur bano iska agla shikaar." Ghazaan muttered under his breath which Varun managed to hear, causing him to punch Ghazaan's back. But it seemed like it had no effect on him since he only glared at him once again. (Yes, come and become his next pray.)

"Tu toh chup hi reh Ghazi, umar kay hisaab say shadi teri honi chahiye thi lekin phasa iss bicharay ko rahay ho." Varun said with a tired sigh, looking at Zoyaan with a sympathetic expression. (You better not speak Ghazi. With regards of age, it should be you getting married, but you are trapping this poor guy.)

"Haan bhai, theek keh rahe hain aap. In sab nay mil kar mujhe phasaya hai." Zoyaan muttere in fake anguish, taking a seat next to Varun in a manner of falling. (You are right brother. They all have trapped me.)

Ghazaan shook his head at the drama. As serious as he was, he didn't know how he was bleassed with pieces like them. "You guys are behaving as if I am never getting married. I will marry after him anyways, why you fussing about it?" He stopped and looked at Zoyaan. "You are the most happiest amongst us right now but now you are acting so innocent, drama queen." He rolled his eyes.