Dayyan’s frustration was palpable as he prepared to leave, and Fariya’s reluctance only fueled his irritation. She stood by the gate, stubbornly refusing to board the bike. Dayyan, equally determined, approached her with a terse expression.
“Betho peeche” (Sit behind).
Fariya shook her head resolutely. “Mai ammi se gari ki chabi larhi hun. Hum gari mai jayenge” (I’m asking Mom for the car keys. We’ll go by car).
Dayyan’s patience wore thin. “Beth jao peeche” (Sit behind).
“Maine apke sath bike pe nahi bethna. Gari mai jaungi mai.” (I won’t sit on the bike with you. I’ll go in the car.)
His irritation flared. “Tumhe jana hai to mai bike pe leke jaunga werna koi or rasta nikal lo college janay ka.” (If you want to go, I’ll take you on the bike, otherwise find another way to get to colle
