U̶N̶C̶O̶N̶D̶I̶T̶I̶O̶N̶A̶̶L

~ •IN DEEP GRATITUDE•

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The wedding ceremony wrapped up. Meera was now bidding adieu to her friends and family, hugging each one of then tight as the tears rolled down her cheeks. Bani who was trying hard not to tear up; at least not in front of everyone as she had always been 'mourn in private' kinda person, acutely conscious of the fact that her tears worked on 'all or none'  proposition and looking at Meera made it twice as hard for her. Despite trying her best she couldn't refrain herself from tearing up; as she did she swiftly wiped them off before they could trace down her face. That's when Meera pulled her for a rib crushing hug as she sobbed and to elevate her mood Bani whispered close to her ear, "𝘐𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘏𝘈𝘙𝘚𝘏, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵...𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?" winking at Harsh who stood next to her, to which teary eyed Meera giggled as she tenderly caressed her back. Loosening her grip a little she resumed.. "𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘪,𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰"...before she could continue,Bani spoke-

"𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵!..𝘚𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵!!...& 𝘝𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵!!!𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸,𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘮𝘫𝘩𝘦"..(Perks of having a psychologist sister: Bani mused) listening to which Meera couldn't help smiling and resumed.... "𝘈𝘯𝘥... 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 & 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸"..as she gently smacked her head..
"𝘈𝘭𝘴𝘰"....
"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵!!!...𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵?"Bani retorted, as Meera kept on going...
"𝘈𝘕𝘋...
𝘙𝘖𝘚𝘌𝘚 𝘈𝘙𝘌 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘌𝘋!!!!"

having said that she made her way straight towards Mr Sharna and hid in his embrace throwing a teasing look at Bani, reacting to which Bani gave an eye roll and muttered..
"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥."

Her eyes fixed on Meera as Harsh and her acknowledged everyone's presence, unwilling to take eyes off her sister as they would fly off to London to complete their internship in a day or two. Her gaze followed them as the duo set off.

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As Bani finally made it to her room, she just couldn't stop thinking about her Meera Di..How she have always been the yin to her yang..had let her fight her battles alone but was always their to pacify her..stick by her through thick and thin..her go-to person as they shared a bond THICKER THAN BLOOD.

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She slipped into her bed in an attempt together some sleep or at least a nap but all in vain. Thinking of ' if she would ever jot down the list of "toxic traits" she has..her fucked up sleep schedule would always lead the list.Left alone with her thoughts she couldn't help contemplating her life. How Mr Sharma who shared a close kinship with her parents, decided to raise her post her parents demise as she was just a kid back then. Though Mrs Sharma wasn't much pleased hearing his decision but still didn't raise an objection.
Bani's presence or absence never really bothered her but somehow she would be the first one to be lashed out at, whenever Mrs Sharma gets cranky. Mr Sharma, on the other hand have always been kind and compassionate, treated her like his very own. Bani always considered herself fortunate enough to find a home.. find them.. find Meera. Grateful to them for all the unconditional love, affection and care they poured in.

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Veeranshu who was visibly peeved on how his day went, decided to pay a visit to his realm to find solace. A place where he was infamous for his eccentric ways to assert his supremacy and his sadistic approaches to deal with traitors, conspirators or anyone who irks him~BLOODSHED, TEARS & PLIGHT of others provided him with utmost pleasures and thrills. '𝘈 𝘸𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘤' as they aptly labelled him.

                 
                 _____•𝙭 𝙭 𝙭•_____