Shyam-galti menthol ki hi hai uncle...Books likne se pehle parents ko batana chahiye tha...( It's menthol's fault only uncle... She should have said to you guys before writing the books...)Shyam- hm... Kya kare bola tho nahi usne....( Hm... What can we do she did tell you...)Mythili's dad-meh usse ache se pada kar software engineer banana chahata hu...( I want her to study and become software engineer....)Shyam - hm... Software engineer...acha kasa kaam hai...paise bhot athe hai...( Hm.. software engineer...it's a nice job... We get much money from it ....)Mythili's dad-isiliye tho...warna uske dreams ko hum kyu roke... Wo hamari beti Jo hai... ( That's why.... If not why would we go against her dreams... She is our daughter...)Shyam- dekye app hi keh rahe ki apki beti hai...aur aap chahte ho ki wo depression meh chalejaye...( See you are only telling me that she is your daughter....and you want her to go to depression...)Mythili's dad-depression??Shyam- uncle author banana menthol ka dream hi nahi wo uska pura life hai.. ( uncle becoming author isn't only her dream it's her whole life...)Shyam- uncle... Aap jante nahi hai ki apki beti ki kitne sare fans hai... Usne khul milakar 20 books likhe hai... Aur uske fans bhohot hai... Apki beti famous hai uncle.... Apko nahi pata bas...( Uncle... You don't know how many fans your daughter has... She has written 20 books... And she has a lot of fanbase..... Your daughter is famous uncle...you just don't know...)Mythili's dad- kya...( What...)Shyam-hm... Mujhe lagta hai ki apki beti se apko koi job Jada nahi hai...( Hm.. and I think the job is not more than your daughter...)Saying this shyam left ......Mythili went near shyam , he was in his house in living room and hugged him....Mythili-thank you so much...Shyam-it worked ??Mythili - hm...Shyam- that's good ....Mythili- thank you so much I can never forget this...Shyam-hm..ok ok ... Khurrana madam...Mythili laughed a little....Shyam-arey I forgot to tell you....Mythili- what is it??Shyam-I have made a shayari ( poem ) on you...Mythili- tell then...Shyam- Khurrana khana khane ah na...Thu hogayi purana...Thuje dekhe tho ayega corona...Jaka wapas na anna....ððShyam- kaisa tha mera shayri ðð( how was my poem ðð)Mythili-ð ð O pagal dewana Muh band karke bet na...Mythili throws pillows on him he also throws pillows on her they both had a big pillow fight...Mythili- pagal... ( Pulling his hair...)Shyam- thu hai pagal...( Pulling her hair in return...)They both were fighting with pillows ðð Just then shyam's dad entered...Shyam's dad-ye kya hai...( What is this...)Mythili - uncle... Dhekye na evening kaise mere bal kich raha hai...( Uncle...see how evening is pulling my hair...) ( Evening is shyam's nick name given by Mythili...)Shyam's dad- shyam...Shyam-papa wo bhi mera Bal kich rahi hai...( Dad she is also pulling my hair...)Shyam's dad-abhi bhi chote bacchoke tharaha jagada karte ho...( Now also you both fight like small kids...)Shyam and Mythili - hm...Shyam's dad- shyam you have got a courier...Shyam-oh... From where...??Shyam's dad- YouTube...Mythili- what ?? Show na..Shyam- yes papa show na...Shyam's dad- take a look at this..Shyam's dad shows him his bank account...Mythili- oh my God...damn...shyam you have received your first salary.....Shyam's dad-here take your courier...Shyam took the courier it was a certificate....Shyam- I am very happy....Shyam's dad- see you can make videos of songs but....Shyam-but ??Shyam's dad-see... Your education is more important than this songs...Shyam-dad I am not interested in studies I am interested in singing songs....Shyam's dad-its not a career...Shyam-it is dad... Mythili- uncle....I know you are concerned about your son's future...but believe me.... This singing field is very good.... Shyam's dad-see I know it's a good field... But it is very hard to achieve...Shyam- what do you mean by this papa...??( Yelled) ( stands up)Mythili - shyam don't shout...( She also stands up)Shyam's dad - this is why I don't want him to join singing field.... This anger issues only...Mythili - uncle...one minute uncle please.... Mythili - shyam sit down....Shyam-but....Mythili-sit down....Shyam sat and shyam's dad also sat down...Mythili- see if you both shout...no one wins...one should lose... And that should be shyam...Shyam-why should I lose...Mythili-because he is your father.... He took care of you till now..... If you lose once you will win next time....Shyam's dad - I don't want him to join singing field that's all....Mythili - uncle... I know...you love your son .... But I promise you I will protect and prevent his from getting bad name...Shyam sees mythiliMythili - just give him ONE CHANCE...Shyam's dad - ok just one chance...Shyam- thanks papa... Thanks menthol...
Chapter 10: chapter 10
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