30. Drop, Home & Back?

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And like the lines of my palm, dark,  and permanent,

You got engraved in my heart, dark and prominent. Forever. 

WE LOVE YOU SIDHARTH ❣

SIDNAAZ FOREVER AND BEYOND ❤♾

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Love. That's we all crave for. Unconditional, undistinguished and unlimited, just for us.. exclusively us.

May be thats what make us draw from one point to another in life. In search of the other of our halves. In search of sanity and solace. In search of a shoulder to lean on, or a heartbeat to listen on, apart from ourselves.

Sometimes or the other, accounting on past circumstances we try to make ourselves believe that no, love isn't for us, or for then at that moment, love isn't from that person.

But deep inside it already gets engraved that yes.. thats love, this time is to love, you love, and that is the person you fell for.

The night drove in fast in London nowadays. The eclipse was close. Twisting and turning on the sides both didn't come to know when sleep engulfed them into. It was a amazing day.

After all those days setting abroad shehnaaz truely felt home. The people around her made her feel that. Rita aunty and sidharth.  Though she had a mind set of out of sight and out of mind, but being that not actually favorable for her here,  shehnaaz just opted to go with the flow, but in limits.

Sidharth who just opted for a merry meet for his mother, got a much more than that actually.  Shehnaaz's giggles all the way through rang in his ears only to let a goofy bunny smile at the end. The lunch seemed to be much good than it was planned,

Rita ji who came to the office holding his son's hand was now just the opposite, dragging a whinny shehnaaz with her.

" tu pakka thik hai na sana?" Ritaji asked sitting at the back seat with shehnaaz

"Ha aunty pakka.. pehle pehle problem hoti thi thodi... timing alag hai na... office hours mei so jati thi... aur puri raat jagti thi...par ab settled hai..!" She informed giggling,

" ghar pe??? Teri dadi , santokh ji wo sab??? Aur pammi??"

" thik hai waise to sab... amma ki wohi colestrol aur bp to hi wi pehle se hi thee... papa bhi thik hai abhi!"

" abhi??"

" ha.. matlab.. wo.. unko..attack hua tha twice.. !"

" o my... ab thik hai wo??"

" ha ha.. ab thik hai... raj.. mera cousin wohi rehta hai.. job ke liye.. pree bhi hai.. mai thodi relieved rehti hu isiliye!" She huffed

" konse nursing home me thee??" Boomed sidharth's voice from the front seat

" um.. wo daffodils me!"

" acha!"

The rest of the journey was just a little hums from sidharth and those constant chattering and giggling from the back side of his mother and shehnaaz, all the way till they reached
'India de mann, Bille de shaan' it was a  Indian punjabi restaurant, and Ritaji's favorite too

" aur pata hai tujhe phir priya ka kya hua... jo sach nikali usne apne saas ke samne... my godd.. sidharth to seeti maar raha tha phir!!" Ritaji exclaimed explaining how her favourite tv seriel's dhamaka episode went.

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