Taking a deep breath I opened the door and got inside...
Baba was leaning on the rocking chair and his eyes were closed
I took small baby steps towards him and sat on the floor in front of him and touched my forehead to his knees
I felt his hand on my head and my tears wetted his feet...
"Champ" his voice reached my ears and in no time I balanced myself on my knees and buried my head on his shoulder....
"You are too big to be carried on my shoulders champ"
My sobs become louder and louder while my hold on him tightened...
Years of pain of separation was oozing out from my heart
Bottling up yourself is too difficult...
I cried and cried till tears were no more left while Baba kept caressing my head and back
"I wish I could go back to the old days and carry you on my shoulders and make you sleep like always"
He said caressing my head and I kissed his cheek like I used to do in childhood and again stuffed my face in his neck
I felt like I am still the old 5year champ sleeping on his Baba's shoulder
After a while, I moved my head out of his neck and Baba signalled me to lower my gaze
Lowering my lashes I found his shirt in my fist and a smile blossomed my face thinking back of my childhood while Baba said "Some habits never change"
I crouched on the floor and again laid my head on his lap while tears never stopped...
Only I know how much I craved for this...
My eyes kept pouring while his hand on my head kept giving me the warmth that I craved for years...
After a while, Baba asked, "You want to say something champ??"
Lifting my head I wiped my tears and kept mum
"Do you want to LEAVE AGAIN??"
I continued my silence while he went on
"Or do you want ME to leave AGAIN??"
And quickly I clasped his hands in mine "Noo...Please...Baba don't...just don't say that"
"But this is what you want na champ...this is what you do all the time...
Running away from your pain"
"I didn't run" I looked somewhere else and answered back
"Well in that case let's have an open talk now," he said and I looked at him
"See champ...you were too small to understand the things and to vanish the trauma that you had faced it was necessary to destroy all your mother's memories...if I wouldn't have done it then you would have still sunk into that event and surrounded by tragic vibes
Sometimes vanishing the memories is good for us because if we are willing for a bright future then we need to erase the tints of some good memories too...because sometimes good memories are dangerous for life
After Arundathi I had only you with me...and to save you I can go to any extent
Keeping a stone on my heart I sent you to your Mama's place because your little mind needed a change...
Then where you were matured enough you decided to stay at the hostel so that you can study without any distractions and I respected your dedication towards your dream
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Broken Without You (COMPLETED)
Romance"Neither I am leaving you nor this place...samjhe??" saying I fisted his collar even more tighter and pulled him close to me. He was not even ready to look at me. His head was bowed down hiding his eyes...those deep eyes that never failed to speak h...
