The last 10 days were a chaos. Aish made sure to take me shopping for all the "essentials" I would need in London which basically included a lot and lot of clothes. As soon as she saw that I wasn't going to cooperate more after a certain period, she took all my measurements to get me some more things and a few items from her own boutique. Yes, Aish has her own family boutique and she was born to take it over. She is creative, loves fashion and has excellent management skills - literally the full package boss lady. Anyway, I haven't opened the bag yet because she said to consider all that as my going away present and open it only after I reach London and start to unpack.
At home, Ma prepared a lot of home-made snacks just to munch over whenever I needed or wanted to. Her biggest concern for me from the moment I have shared this news with of my parents has been that I should not starve of hunger over there in London. I remember, as soon as I told Ma and Dad about going to London, Dad's first question was about my tickets, accommodation, etc. whereas Ma's first question was exactly, "What are you going to eat?" It is safe to say that it was at that very moment that I realised my one entire bag is going to be full of food and I wasn't wrong.
Right now, I am standing at the entrance of the airport and within 10 minutes I have to go get my boarding passes. I rode here with my parents and the ride here was quite eventful to say the least. With my mother all emotional, my father checking if I have everything we need and me all struggling to keep up with my physical and emotional luggage, we ended up locking ourselves out of our home. Then we had a choice to get our asses to the airport on time or try to resolve the lock situation. Thankfully, everything I had needed was already out of the door, so, obviously we decided to choose the former. So, now, all their emotions related to their daughter going away had now been replaced with the tension of how will they enter into their own home. It's kind of funny actually. Gosh! I will really miss our zoo.
Just then Sid and Aish arrive to see me off.
"Why the hell are you guys so late? I have to get inside in like 10 minutes", I ask them slightly annoyed.
"Because this crazyass," Aish looked out to see if my parents didn't hear her curse, which they didn't so she continued, "had the most perfect idea to get you your favorite cold coffee that you're going to miss so much when you are there. So, we kinda had to take the risk with traffic and all but at last here we are."
"Tadaaaaa", Sid hands me my glass of cold coffee doing a small bow and I don't want anything more than to hug him at that moment but I can't do that since my parents don't like me hugging guys. Ma knows that I hug my guy friends but she doesn't like to see it so I refrain from doing that in front of her. Sid knows this which is he has never made this awkward for me or him or my parents. Just one of the things I love about him. He handles these situations like a pro.
I didn't realise that my eyes had started to get watery until Sid said, "Oh come on Yukt! I know you can't resist wanting to hug me tight but you don't need to cry for that. We can just go in the corner to do this!" This statement was, of course, met with a punch on his arms by Aish and me.
"I love you guys so much! Please don't forget me when I am away. I want every single detail from each of your lives when I am away."
As if on cue, Dad tells me its time for me to go in through the gates. I fail miserably at controlling my tears as I hug everyone, except Sid, tightly. God! I will miss them so much. These people have been my constants forever, they are my survival kit. I don't have a clue what I am going to do without them.
As I get seated into the flight, I quickly pray to God to keep everyone safe and happy and hope London treats me well.
Mr. Daniels... here I come! You better be good!
A/N: I know I know... you guys probably want to kill me. But trust me I had very valid and unenforceable reasons (the ones I'm not comfortable in sharing over the internet) for being this late. Please forgive me. The next part is coming up soon! You guys are the best! Love you!
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