FOUR PATHS, ONE GOAL
Four girls from four different cities and all different from each other - an enthusiastic photographer,a budding artist,an aspiring cook and one who dreams to be a fashion icon,the girls are on their way to a camp.
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"I got a call from your grandfather he said that the house is ready, and they are doing the housewarming of the house this week and all the relatives are coming. So I took leave in summer instead of winter. So that we can meet everybody" answered ma.
"That's great. I'll be meeting all my cousins after a long time, I think I saw them at the wedding two years ago, Isn't it mom?"
"Yes, Ish. Now go pack your bags as we will return after a month so pack accordingly"
I ran to my room called my two besties and told them about the visit to India. They were both more excited than me and ordered some Indian goodies for themselves.
Now I have started packing. I switched on my favourite playlist and started packing. It took me only an hour as I had already decided in my head what to wear while talking to my best friends and writing the list of things they want. So, I could pack it all in less time.
The following day, I woke up and my mother gave me all the necessary documents to pack up as we have to leave by noon. I put all of them in my handbag as it would be a lot easier to submit as they will be handy.
We reached the airport on time and fortunately, the flight took off on time at 3 pm. The weather was perfect. So after our 15-hour flight, we landed safely in Delhi, but it was very long and tiring, and after the layover of half an hour and sometime later we reached Mumbai at 9 am. My uncle and cousins came to pick us up.
I sat by the window and started looking out absorbing the beauty of Mumbai in its hustle and bustle.
We reached our destination and to my surprise, my favourite food i.e. Poha, I know it's very basic but try living abroad, was kept on the dining table specially made by her grandma.
I freshened up and then ate breakfast. I was enchanted by the taste of my grandma's food.
then, I helped her with some chores. My aunts were to come by noon. so, I went to rest for some time as jet lag was kicking its way in.
when I woke up to my surprise my closest cousin, my partner-in-crime has arrived, I can listen to her chitter-chatter in the hall. I quickly ran out of my room and hugged her, I was ecstatic to see her.
"hey, Riya. how are ya?", I said hugging Riya, feeling proud of my joke.
"I am good ms Fashionista." said Riya delightfully "I saw your posts on Instagram you were looking terrific. did you buy that grey dress recently? miss gl-"
"take a breath," I said giving her a punch on the back, she laughed nervously but got a tight-lipped smile in return. "and yes I bought that dress recently, and I am going to wear that to the ceremony come I will show you my other dresses" I took her hand and puller her with me to my room.
"Mom I am with Ish," she hollered. "I can't wait to see your dresses," She said to me excited.
We reached the room and then I closed the door.
"you would have killed me back there," said Ish
"so you didn't tell your mother about it. did you?" said Riya throwing glances at me.
"you know mom is very tetchy about this stuff, and she literally hates that name. so yeah I could not gather the courage to tell her about that"
" girls the lunch is ready," said my aunt ho happens to be Riya's mother.
Time passed on and the day of the housewarming came. I dressed up in my halter neck grey puffy net dress with gold hoop earrings and a simple band bracelet.
"GO" pushed Riya
"no, I can't"
"fight or flight"
"I choose flight"
"oh as if I am giving you an option" and she pushed me in front of my mother.
"Mom...", shit shit, I can't tell her what am I doing, if I tell her she would hate me and probably disown me. Where the hell is Riya? Traitor.
"yes, ish. oh, grandma is calling me "
"That was a close shave," I exhaled loudly
the day was well spent for me as I was getting compliments for my dress for the whole event. My aunt was leaving tomorrow but Riya was upset as her best friend aka me, had come from NYC, and they had to leave. But after an adequate amount of persuading, she was allowed to stay.
Next day. As I was reading the fashion column in the newspaper, I mean guys it's obvious. While reading it I came across a pamphlet about adventure camps. I never went to one so I was excited. My mother also agreed to it. The next day, I was on my way to camp with Riya which multiplied my excitement to infinity.
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