A Twisted Tale [HUMOR]?

"So, Pink Panther. Tumhe New year party main jana hai." He sat on the couch like a criminal.

I gulped in nervousness and sat besides him.

"Maine behetne ko bola?" He raised his brow.

I quickly stood up.

"Sorry-y." I stuttered.

This fat man is scary.

"Aane meh late hoga?" He asked narrowing his eye at me.

"Ji. But I take full responsibility." I said to which he started laughing.

"Tum apni responsibility nah le pao mere nandu ki kya loge. Man you are funny."

"Ji?" I acted innocent while I was fully aware of sarcasm.

"Kya ji ji laga rakha hai. Aur kuch bolna nahi aata!" His tone was firm.

"Manik.." Nandini nudged me.

"Cabir can come along too. You don't trust me but you trust Cabir right?" I tried the wild card.

"Is he saying the truth?" He suddenly seemed interested in the conversation.

Itna hi pasand hai cabir toh adopt kyun nahi kar lete.

"Uh- haan. Papa. Cabir bhi aa raha hai." Nandini smiled.

Her dad thought. And kept thinking for a while with his forefinger rubbing his chin.

He is so dramatic. How is Cabir not his son! I bet Nandini is adopted.

"No." He finally concluded.

Mana hi karna tha toh itna acting kyun kiya. Insert an eye roll.

"Dad but-"

"Agar Nandini chali jayegi toh ghar ke kaam kon karega." He stated.

"Dad par main toh-" Nandini started but stopped seeing her dad's stern face.

Kitna dara ke rakha hai bachi ko.

"Shh. Nandini you don't interfere." He said.

Pura din meri beti meri beti karte rehte hai. Kitna kaam karate honge aakhir? Kam hi hoga, Nandini ko nahi bhejne ke bahane dund rahe honge.

"Thik hai. Main aaj ke Nandini ke kaam kar dunga." I was pretty confident.

"Aaya bakra jaal mein." He muttered something under his breath that I was unable to interpret.

"Dad-" she was interrupted when he started speaking.

"Woh mere room mein khapde sukh rahe hai. Woh uthake fold karke, press kardo."

"Bass, itna hi. Abhi hojayega." I smiled.

"Puri baat toh sun lo."

"Aur bhi kam hai? Jaise Nandini ke sath khelna? Lol. "

"Manik!" She glared at him.

"Abhi bachi yeh umr main nahi khelegi toh kab khelegi?" I giggled.

"I hate you!" She stormed out.

"Arey main toh mazak kar raha tha."

"Ahem ahem. Baki ke kaam suno. Waha hai jhado aur waha hai pocha. Bartan kitchen main hai aur done ke liye kapde pehele se hi nikal ke rakhe hai. Aur mere liye khana banake jana. Bass itna hi." He gave me a cheeky smile.

Holy biscuit.

Meri nandini ko ghar ki naukrani banake rakha hai.

"Khade khade mera muh kya dekh rahe ho. Jao. 7 baje nikalna bhi toh hai. Leke jao Nandini ko. Aur Cabir ko mein phone karta hu." He chirped.