The girl at the ice cream parlour .
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------It was a busy day for him today. He had just entered the KV and was greeted by a screaming Najma. "Asad Bhaijaan, please can we go to the nearby ice cream shop and have ice cream?" She made the best puppy dog face she could. Asad shook his head. "Najma, let me breathe. I have just stepped inside." He rubbed his forehead and walked towards his room. Najma just followed him. He felt someone walking behind him and turned back. He saw his little sister with pleading eyes. "Bhaijaan please. I want to go to that ice cream parlour. Pleeaaasseee." She stretched the last word intentionally. "Najma, try to understand. I am very much tired. I just want to hit the bed now." He said genuinely.
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They entered his room. "Bhaijaan, i never ask you for anything. But today I really wanna try the new flavor tgat have come up there. My friends have already tasted that and keep on talking about it." She said while taking the bag out of his hands and helping him remove his suit. "Najma, is it okay if we go tomorrow?" He tried to convince her. "No. Bhaijaan if you won't take me there, I... I will go there by myself. Alone. At this hour in the night. " She said with a smirk playing on her lips. Asad looked at her with wide eyes. "No. No. No. I will take you there. We will leave in 15 minutes. I will go freshen up. Okay?" He said touching her nose. "Bhaijaan, you are the world's best bhaijaan. Thank you." She pecked in on the cheek and hugged him tightly.
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Asad came out of the bathroom and picked a white shirt with light blue longitudinal stripes on it. He buttoned the shirt and went out of his room. He walked into the living room to see Najma waiting at the door for him. "Najma have you informed Ammi about it?" Asad asked her. "Yes bhaijaan I called her. Now come on lets go." She said dragging him out of the house. Asad drove off to the ice cream parlour and within 10 minutes they were there. He parked his car perfectly as Asad Ahmed Khan would always do.
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They entered the ice cream parlour and Najma ran inside taking the menu card from the pile. She searched for the new flavors. Meanwhile Asad was checking out the parlour's interior. It was nice. The architect in him woke up. He was looking at the ceiling for the P.O.P. work while walking forward when suddenly collided with a soft body. The next thing he knew was his white shirt now had a stain of dark chocolate ice cream with 2-3 chocochips stuck to it as well.
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He looked at his shirt and then at the person he collided with. He was glaring at her when Najma came with few tissues in her hand. "Don't worry Bhaijaan, we will give this shirt in laundry." She started cleaning the stain. He was still looking at the girl now without even blinking once. The girl was beautiful. Heck she was gorgeous. She had wore a light blue top and a black jeans. Her hair black, smooth and silky. The way her expressions changed from shock to guilt then sad were a treat to watch. She came near him and apoligized. He could not speak at all. It was like his mind wasn't ready to form a sensible sentence. He just nodded and she left from there and took the place on the vacant round chairs.
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Asad and Najma too were having there ice cream. She had difficulty in sitting on the chair as it was too high for her. She tried a few times but failed. Just then withput looking she stopped Asad and kept her hand on his shoulder, took his support to climb up the chair and made herself comfortable. She mouthed a thank you and looked up to see who it was. She beamed when she saw Asad thay's when he saw her killer dimple smile. Asad just smiled back and walked where Najma was sitting. Najma was eating a chilli flavor ice cream. It may sound weird but...
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Asad was happy with his plain Vanilla ice cream in a cup. He looked at the girl and saw her savoring her chocolate ice cream. Her lips were all surrounded by chocolate. She was eating her ice cream in the most cutest way. He wanted to lick the chocolate off her lips but he controlled his emotions. He concentrated back on his ice cream. After a few minutes a man in his 30's entered. He went straight towards where she was sitting. Seeing him the girl hugged him with her stick hands due to the melted icecream but he didn't seem to mind.
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He sat next to her and took out his handkerchief. He wiped the chocolate off her face. She smiled like a little kid. They chatted for some time. Asad couldn't hear them as he was at a distance. Najma lokked at her bhaijaan and saw him staring at a man with anger. She shooked him. "Bhaijaan, who are you staring at? See, your ice cream melted." She said pointing towards his ice cream cup. Asad came out of the trance and looked arpt Najma sheepishly. He drank his ice cream because it wasn't in a condition to be eaten.
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He got up and walked towards the billing counter. He paid the bill. Najma had eaten 3 ice creams of god knows what weird flavors. He took a last glance at her. She was walking towards him. She came hand in hand with the man. "Zoya did you have fun today?" The man asked her. "Yes Bhaijaan, we will come here next wednesday too." She said and walked past him.
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His happiness seemed no bounds. The man was her bhaijaan?? That was nice. And she will come here next wednesday too?? That is double nice. He walked to the car and saw Najma already waiting there. "I saw you staring at nothing inside the parlour so came and waited here." She shrugged her shoulders. They both sat in the car. "Najma..." He called out to her while taking a right turn for his house. She looked at him.
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"Can we come here next wednesday too? I loved the ice cream here." He said. "Loved the ice cream or the girl t the ice cream parlour. Eh? I saw you staring at her all the while." She winked at him while he just scratched the back of his head smiling and drived away.
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A/N : Sorry this was the best I could give at the moment. Had to write this OS because of some reasons. So yeah... this is it. Karan Singh Grover is the only Asad for me in my stories. You can imagine whoever you want to. Happy reading. :')
Edited by -SB- - 11 years ago
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