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Off to Bangalore

Vicky

'It's gonna be okay.. It's gonna be okay,' my inner self reminds me. She has been really supportive since a few days. I realized it's me for myself and I suppose my realization has pleased her.

I'm at the airport with all my stuff packed up. I feel so restless that it is getting hard for me to stand still. I have traveled a lot to conduct meetings for my dream and now that it is finally coming true, I can't help but be nervous.

My formalities for shifting into another state have been done. My publishing house is ready along with 55% of its staff. I have received e-mails of the candidates who are interested in working with me. Well, the first thing I'll have to do is interview when I reach there. I hope I find the right people for my house.

I have this feeling that Bangalore is going to be good to me. I'll cross my fingers to that.

I'm not this nervous really, but at the age of 24, you can't help this feeling before taking over such a huge responsibility. I will be running a weekly magazine along with a publishing house. Luckily I have two experienced editors to guide me but that's via Skype. They are roaming around the world with their respective wives just like they had planned for in their retirement days; probably they are writing novels and blogs as well.

"Vicky, You need to go for your security check," reminded my mother.

"Yep," I say and hang my handbag around my shoulder. It is filled with four things: 1) a diary, 2) a novel: The Forgotten Garden, 3) packet of marshmallows and 4) water bottle. What else does one need for a boring flight?

I hugged my father and thanked him for everything. It's his connections and help that I am able to take such a huge step. I hug my mom for a little too long. Though I liked the thought of leaving, I know I am going to miss her constant nagging. That's what she always does yet I won't change a thing for whatever I am, the credit goes to her (and her constant nagging).

My brother tries to hug me but I manage to stop him midway. I don't want to create a scene but I don't want to do a PDA either.

We shared this beautiful bond of brother and sister before. That was when I used to think that no matter what, this is the only guy who will stay beside me for the rest of his life. Who will love me unconditionally; but that did not happen. I know he was drunk and all when he said that crap but I can't stop being mad at him. A person speaks utter truth only when he is drunk. Plus if his intentions were to hurt me for real, like he used to joke about in the past, then I suppose that day, he nailed it.

"Vicky, I am sorry," he says to my reaction.

"It is not okay," I said picking up the handle of my trolly bag. "Stop pretending already. I have had this talk with you over and over again. Stop trying. Your efforts are going in vain and you know it. I am never forgiving you for that night."

"Vicky, he is your older brother. He is apologizing for his mistakes. Forgive him already," my dad butted in.

"So now you're taking sides with him?" I nearly yelled. This conversation pisses me off. "That was supposed to be my day! Everything was perfectly fine but then he had to ruin it at the last moment. He had to say all those cruel things, in my face, in front of all those people that night! Every ounce of the dignity that I behold, was shattered into pieces in just 10 minutes. God alone knows how I lived under the same roof as him for so long. Now, no more. I'm going for good. Mom, dad, I am not blocking you guys from my life. I just don't want him anywhere near me. He has this tendency of ruining all the good that I have in my life, including himself," I say with a clear voice and march away without turning around.

After crossing multiple security checks, I sit in the business class waiting area, treat myself with a dutch chocolate cake and a steaming cup of bitterly delicious coffee. Luckily my flight was announced right after my treat was finished.

After finding my seat, I managed to click a selfie and posted it on our Whatsapp group - Not-So-Girly-Girlfriends. I'm sure my girls are already hyper excited and this big move is gonna make them even more ecstatic.

A/N *freshly updated authors note* well since the story has been shortlisted I'm gonna make a few amends, here and there, in the story, colab a few chapters, in short, edit it completely in 1-2 days. So all the ghostly readers over here, I would really appreciate it if you would vote on this chapter before moving ahead because I've been shortlisted :) it would mean the world to me. Thank you!