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CHAPTER 20 (GROUP DISCUSSION)

Hey, to all my lovely readers', The series of 2 years back is ended, and now, the story continues from the part Chapter 16 was ended!!!

//Happy reading

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AHAANA

(2016)

My head has been aching for the last 2 hours,

I was unable to control the long lost swollen memories of my past.

The poem and its reasons covered my head.

All feels so bitter to even remember about.

I shook my head and walked towards my bed,

leaving the things felt still in their place.

Burying myself in the soft mattress,

I closed my eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

Warmth of the sun rays slowly woke me up,

Yawing, I rubbed my eyes,

turned my head to see the time.

6 in the morning, I let out another yawn.

Sit up to stretch to get fully out of my dreamland.

I usually don't dream. Dream in a sense, like normal, casual dreams which include happy memories, a story, a situation. People say that when we dream, it makes us far away from the fact of having a proper and healthy sleep. I don't actually believe in such theories, but if it is possible, then 'Hey, healthy you!' Ignoring the concept of nightmares which were the only thing that never fails to reach out to me, I walked towards the standing mirror in my bedroom. It would be an understatement if I say that I was not surprised. My face, my reflection in the mirror which was smiling back at me seemed surreal. Was that because of my unfamiliar dream? But, I don't remember anything about it. I softly scratched my scalp while thinking about the same.

The reflection in front of me somehow shocked me. It reminded me of my young self. The one who was always laughing and smiling like there is no end to her happiness.

Stretching my hands up in the air, I looked around my room, and an unfamiliar object attracted my attention. I walked towards my study table and saw a flight ticket with a grape juice bottle kept on top of it. A note was stuck on the bottle which said, 'Be ready by 6:45 am, we've a flight to catch at sharp 8:25am -Kabir'.

Flight? Oh, flight. I picked up the ticket and the juice bottle and placed it in the first pocket of my backpack. Without wasting a second, I rushed inside my bathroom and within 15 minutes, I came outside wearing an oversized shirt and joggers.

I don't know how many times I might have cursed myself the whole train journey because of my choice of clothing. But today, I'm not going to repeat the same mistake! I wore a 'cute' in Arushi's language and 'creepy' in mine, small white daisy printed yellow pajamas, and paired it with an oversized pastel purple checkered shirt over a plain white halter neck tee. I know, I look like a cartoon, but Arushi gifted me both pieces of clothing, and I miss her so much. I wanted something around me to feel her presence, so it is what it is. Cries in the corner.

I didn't wash my hair, as I decided to take a shower after reaching my PG. So, I covered my head with Arushi's white cap, which I definitely stole from her, and let my hair stay open. One part of me thinks that 'she knows about my stealing' and the other thinks , I' should definitely apply for the post of a professional thief'. Giggling at my stupid thought, I dragged my suitcase down the staircase. I left it near the entrance of the house and walked towards the dining area. Maa and paa were waiting for me at the dining table. The moment I entered, I saw someone other than maa and paa sitting at the dining table.