He smiled, his hair messily tucked under the chef cap, with the flour covering his nose.
And just to scare him i spoke," Oh My God! Arjun!"
I intentionally called him Arjun cause he knows that i only call him by name when i have something serious to tell him.
He left the pancake on the pan and came rushing towards where i was sitting.
Worried he asked," whats wrong?"
I gave him a face of shock and worry and exclaimed," you are growing old!"
He breath out a relief and said," you scared me matchstick."
Ignoring his statement i continued with my prank," well am serious you for sure are getting old."
He smiled saying," you and i both know that's impossible, am just twenty three."
"So? It doesn't mean you are getting old just because you are aged," i replied.
"Then?" He asked.
"Well you can also be old because you got grey hair," i was trying hard to stop myself from laughing.
"And how will i get grey hair?" He asked, he had now resumed cooking and almost done too.
"How will i know how you got them? There are many reasons that can make your hair become grey, especially grey hair is common with now-a-days generation people."
"Really?And which reason do you think that caused me to have grey hair," he asked.
Damn! He is not going to understand, it means i will have to explain it to him in full detail.
"Well i cant really be sure but it can be stress about work or stress due to your football matches, it can be because you might be using harmful chemicals on your hair or not having a proper diet or probably it can be possible that you might have applied flour unintentionally while making these pancakes?"
His hand directly went to his hair after listening to my last sentence. I was now able to laugh at my content.
"You are just making it worse you know?," i said cause he probably forgot that his hands are still covered with flour.
He made a face which indicated that he faced palmed mentally.
And asked,"can i get some help then?"
With his left eyebrow raised
I smiled and went towards him to help.
I stood tiptoed to reach for his hair and tried to dust of the flour particles.
His hair felt smoother in my hand than they really looked.
Our close proximity made my heart beat at a furious rate.
I just hope he cant listen cause he cant be mine.
After removing flour from his hair, i stood a little far from him and asked," so how is the preparation going?"
He spoke," am almost done,here you can have them," he handed me the plate of pancakes.
"I..i meant the wedding," but i still took the pancake he offered cause my problem is that i love food.
"Oh! Its going ok i guess, actually i was to go today for a tasting meeting with Aisha to finalise the chefs for the wedding but since today is Sunday, our tradition day i couldn't go."
"You should have gone,i guess it would have been fine if you had not come..i mean after the wedding we wont continue our tradition,right?" i spoke.
"What? You want me to ditch our tradition? Anu its Sunday! Our tradition day! I cant break the rule, the promise we made, it will mean that i don't value us, our friendship, i know that if i don't follow this tradition then it will hurt you and i cant do that."
A tear rolled down my cheek and i wiped it fast but Arjun saw it and he hugged me.
That is all i wanted, a hug from a friend, from a best friend.
Not from someone who i have a crush on.
"What about Aisha?" I asked my voice muffled in his arms.
"She will have to understand our friendship," he answered.
But no girl will want her husband to be this close to some other girl than herself.
"So? What are we going to do today?" Arjun asked.
We dislocated the hug and i said," you have no patience at all Malhotra."
"Well yah i don't, now tell me what we will do."
"The usual?" I asked but at the same time it was like an order.
"What? Nooo, sometimes you have to change the routine," He complained.
"And sometime you have to stop complaining," i said.
He rolled his eyes and said,"fine!"
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"Nooo don't go Tom, look ahead! Ohhh," i was shouting while watching Tom and Jerry. Tom got hurt with a rake he probably didn't know that Jerry had planned evilly.
Arjun sighed and said,"you have watched this part ten times in your life."
"And i still wont get tired watching it ten times more."
"All they do is fight," said Arjun.
"Their fights shows their love," i replied.
"Hmm..so for you love is fighting?" He asked.
I smiled and shook my head in denial then replied," for me love is caring, you only scold or fight with someone because you care and you only care because you love."
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