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He leaned on the counter chomping on an apple as she chopped veggies deftly for a breakfast saute
Gaurav had glared at Pradyut as he paced the living room chatting mumbling on the phone
In fact the couple had pulled away upon hearing Gaurav on the phone outside
She tuned from one FM station to another without engaging him in any talk
Her Mum’s texts enquiring about Gaurav buzzed on her phone periodically
He walked over to the fridge and opened the door and scanned
“Where is the granola?”
“Tum khaate nahi ho khareedkar chhod dete ho, I threw it” she scowled
Gaurav was texting near the living room entrance and he overheard
Pradyut was waiting for him to be done with his stupid phone calls
“I was going to” Pradyut growled
“U like moldy stuff” she mumbled
“Did u just roll ur eyes?” he demanded
“Umm.. no”
She reached for the skillet hanging up above
He waited for her to ask him for help
She didn’t
He reached and grabbed it for her
“Ur kitchen is designed to stroke ur ego” she chuckled
“Not quite, I have to go on my toes also” he laughed
“Sad!!” she muttered under her breath
He didn’t know if he dug her more
Gaurav grunted and cursed entering Taaruni’s room
“Gaurav” Pradyut called out firmly
“BADA hoon tere se tameez se baat kar” Gaurav charged
“Umm.. OK? What shud I call u?”
“Bhayyaji bolo” he scorned
“Gaurav” Taara hissed
“Tujhe buran ahi lagta kya?” Gaurav pretended to be hugely offended
“Umm… coming to the point I want you out when I return from work”
“Dhamki de raha hai?” Gaurav displayed bravado
“Umm no… just letting u know”
“Kaise rehti hai tu?” Gaurav demanded of Taaruni
“Umm.. we got the store back right?” she looked at him sideways, as she picked up the chopping board with onions and mushrooms and flung it down for a sizzle
“Isko bol Papa ka ghar chhod dega main chala jaaoonga”
“I don’t have ur Dad’s house”
“Likh ke de mujhe”
“Nope”
“Phir theek hai” Gaurav began walking toward Taaruni’s room
“The company security will greet you at 6 PM”
Gaurav turned around and stood menacingly
“Pradyut” Taaruni whispered
“Taara Ive had it”
“iska naam TAARUNI hai” Gaurav yelled
“BHAI” Taaruni screeched turning the flame down on the stove
“Mera share de do yaar tum”
It was hugely embarrassing for Taaruni
Pradyut turned the omelette she was making and served himself
“Pradyut please” she whispered
“Tera ghar hai tu bol mujhe raub se rukne ko Taru”
Pradyut looked at Taaruni challengingly
“Prad…”
“taara Ive given him the whole goddamn day” he whispered
“U cant do this to him”
“Oh yes I can”
He served himself the sauteed veggies and toasts and walked out
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