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People wanted me to write more, so I am. This will be about Dorthy and Meher's love/hate, well mostly hate relationship. By now, I'm sure you all know that Dorthy has been replaced by some ugly blonde straight-haired woman who calls herself Dorthy. Well I'm not buying it, so this is for you Dorthy! And maybe Meera, Ravjot, and Dark Love.
Tera Sar!
"Dorthy! Oye Dorthy! Kithe Kho Gayi? Aao Aao, Mere Nanhi Si Jaan Ke Liye Thanda Thanda Doodh Le Aao." said an aggitated and stressed out woman, who had a heart of gold. Adorned in a traditional salwar kameez, gold earrings, a heavy mangalsutra, and stacksof chuda bangles, seven years after marriage, mind you.
"Coming Meher Madame! Here's your milk." said a tall, curly haired woman. Wearing a grey pencil skirt and a white dress shirt with an apron on top, she looked like a typical Balaji American-turned-Desi maid.
"Oye Kudi, Meine Thanda Doodh Kaha Tha, Yeh Kya Hai? Garam Doodh! Akal ke naam ki cheez tumhare paas hai kya? Hai Ram, lagta hai mujhe sab kuch apne aap karna hai." Meher said, as she quickly ran off to the kitchen to fetch her daughter some cold milk.
Meher turned to the stove and looked at a big saucepan filled with hot milk. She quickly strained it, added some chocolate powder, and let it cool. She cheated a bit in the cooling part by adding a ton of ice. After that, she ran as fast as she could, up the stairs, one by one, off to her daughter's room.
"Gungun, Mein Aa Rahi Hoon!" Meher said huffing puffing.
As the approached the last step, Meher underestimated the amount of steps, causing her to trip.
"Aaaaaah! Dorthy! Come and get me up now you stupid fool." Meher said, writihing in pain and clutching her right leg.
"Coming Madam!" Dorthy said, sprinting as fast as she could to stairwell, to find a hurt Meher cursing her mouth off.
"Jao Batameez, Aur Mere Liye Baraf Lao!" Meher said angrily.
"What Maam? You want me to barf on you?" Dorthy said, obviously very confused.
"Nahin Yaar, go get me some ice please."
"Right!" Dorthy said, running down the long stairwell to the kitchen.
She quickly took a tray of ice cubes and closed the freezer. She sprinted up the steps once again, and gave Meher the ice.
"You know Dorthy, you're not so bad after all..." Meher said, nursing her bruised black and blue leg.
"Thank You, now what were you saying before I came to you... Something in Punjabi..." Dorthy said curiously.
Meher glared at her, and said "Tere Sar!"
-The End-
I hope you all liked this... Please comment/critisize.😊
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