Turn Around!
Part-4:
Arjun cut the call and saw our smiling faces.
"It's done."
"Yeh, we are going!"
"Not before we finish this case!"
He said as we were more than ready to work now.
We discussed the traveling plan at lunches.
That day the talk came to packing.
"Just for two days. Three T-shirts are enough, right Shree?" Chottu turned to me.
"What about the pants?" I asked.
"Why, I have a jean in black!" he replied coolly.
"Chottu, you can't wear jeans there. Forgot it?"I reminded him then.
"Oh, yes! Yes!"
"We don't have any problem!" Sakshi started.
"We need to take only one set!" Ayesha continued.
"Ayesha! Do you have a salvar in white?"
Sakshi turned to Ayesha.
"No, I'm going to buy something this evening!"
"I'm coming along!"
"Hey, What? A white salvar in devil?"
I asked in confusion, confusingly.
"No, it was A devil in white salvar!'"
Chottu interpreted.
"We didn't hear of it! Always a devil should be in sari or in a gown!"
"We are modern ones then!" Sakshi lifted her collar proudly.
"What about the hairdo?"
"Why, just like this!" she touched her free hair.
"It's for traditional ones!"
"Then why do we change the modern Chottu s perfect ponytail into a cultural father's hair cut using a wig?" she returned.
"And he will be I a sherwani, traditionally'!"
I emphasized.
"We don't come under the category of humans?"
"Then?"I asked cheerfully.
"Under devils!"
"So?"
"You can't control us!" she finished the topic by saying so.
Then it had changed into a fashion that mentioning them by the name Devil'.
"We are hugry!" I said.
"We too!"
"Really? We are going to eat!"
Sakshi got where the convo was leading to and replied.
"We are going to eat you two!"
"You can get a stock for future if you try Chottu!"
"And we will put him in stock and now try you first!"
She stood and approached me.
"Try that!" I suggested him.
"This looks better, right!" Chottu turned to show me his pepper-salt gray wig.
"No doubt, it is! But I doubt it for you!"
He turned angrily toward me.
"Oh, not now actually!"I escaped.
Sakshi and Ayesha entered into the shop and saw Chottu.
"See, he is looking like a father now, right?"
I volunteered.
"Your father!" Sakshi corrected me.
"Something is lacking!" Ayesha suggested.
"See, Ayesha! The hairdo aptly goes with him," she pointed out me here," Of course there is no mirror-like glasses on the nose! But except that we can call him his father'!"
Even one or two shop members turned to me with a new eye now.
I saw Ayesha for help. She smiled at me reassuringly and said,
"But still', something is missing!" she smiled.
She too had joined with Sakshi to pull my legs badly, I got then .
"How about a mustache?"
"That's it, Sakshi. We can try one, say... this one?"
She chose oone.
"Not a hitler one!"
"Then a thick and wide one?"
"It's ok, but it won't suit him." She denied right away.
"To Chottu or what?" Ayesha squinted at her.
"Whatever, he is his son too, right?"
"Oh! Oh!!" we cried aloud at her.
After a long discussion (?!) we decided one that was somewhat thick, but not wide much.
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