The auto rickshaw halted at massive gates of malhotra mansion peeping out anxiously stepped down "kitne huwe, bhaiya ?" pulling wallet, from her sling bag "500 rupee" shocking her "aapka deemag kharab hogaya hai ?" pounced, on him for charging 200 extra.
"Paise ki machine samajh kar rakha hai kya joh itna bhaara le rahe ho .. main 300 se upar ek rupee upar nahi dunge sharam nahin aye mujh gareeb se paise charge karte huwe ?" slammed him.
"Kya baat kar rahe ho madam, itne bade ameer ghar se hote huwe bhi doh soh daine se roh rahe ho .. paise nahi hote .. rickshaw kyun laite ho ?" fighting back due to which she loses every ounce of patience and temper "aap se matlab, kis baat ka attitude jhaad rahe ho ... rickshaw chalate hona, ehsaas nahi ke har din ek jaisa nahi hota kabhi kabar sach mein paise nahin hote, lootna bandh karo"
"Apna dil thoda bada karo, hamare wajah se aap rickshaw walo ka na business chalta hai warna ameeraun ke paas toh gaariyaan hain" showing him reality of their struggles and benefits by riding middle class people from one location to another lowering down head quietly accepted money and rode off letting naaz breath sigh of relief, what a terrible day, hopefully, acquires job and peacefully goes back home "bhaiya ji, saniya madam hain kya ?" asks, security guard.
"G aap kaun aur kis silsile mein mil na chahte hain ?" interrogated, as if she is a criminal .. today's day .. has been seriously upsetting.
"Interview ke liye call aya tha please puch kar confirm kariye" requests, cannot afford to lose only opportunity she earned after such a long time.
"Rukiye, hum pata karte hain !" dialling for confirmation.
"Aap andar jasakte hain, suresh madam ke paas lekar jao" told somebody else to lead her inside a beautiful place, damn, such a peaceful garden. It has small camp set up how cute she wondered also there is a huge swimming pool.
On stepping inside, she felt her innocent heart unexpectedly pounded, feeling different kind of emotion developing and driving her insane. It's a very similar connection which she had felt yesterday while meeting aditi in mall.
What's happening to her ?
Why is she missing aditi and yearning her babe scent ?
Everything here, reminds about her .. shrugging thoughts away .. stood there waiting for saniya "please have a seat" suresh ji, elderly man smiled.
"Hey, shehnaaz !" recognising voice, turned to meet aditi's aunt, how couldn't she acknowledge her after yesterday's incident.
"Aap .. aditi .. ki buaa haina ?" stammered in between while closely looking at nearby walls where aditi's childhood pictures are stuck.
"Please baitho, mujhe tumse zaroori baat karne hai" saniya, sweetly requests sighing settled opposite to her "batao, kyun jhoot bol kar yahan bulaya hai ?" taking everything incorrectly "pehle batao kya laina pasandh karoge coffee ... chai ya phir thande mein kuch ?" she denies, asking her to come straight to a point why did she lie or offer job without revealing her identity.
"Mere bhai aur unke wife ka kaafi saal pehle divorce hogaya jiske baad main yahan aksar chakar legate hoon mainly to look after aditi kyunke bhai bohut busy rehte hain kaam mein aur bichare bache akela mehsoos karte hai, aditi mere jaane ki wajah se upset rehte hai" emotionally, opened up astonishing shehnaaz "ghar mein servants hain khayal rakhne ke liye lekin pyaar karne .. wala dost bann kar saath daine wala koi nahi" her heart broke, a small babe growing up without a proper family, love and warmth is so depressing.
"Maine dekha jis tarhan aditi kuch ghanto mein tumhare fan bann gaye mall mein bhai ke khilaaf hogaye, don't take me wrong, apne daddy ki princess ... haina isliye bhai se ladte nahi .. bohut pyaar karte hai .. jabse tum dono mile hona tumhare baatein karte hai, yaad karte hai, mujhe pata laga job dhoond rahe ho isliye maine socha tumhe uske liye rakh loon" helplessly, shared.
"Aap mujhe sach bata sakte thi na .. jhoot kyun kaha ?" voice cracked, eyes r welling up she cannot believe a young immature girl like aditi is dealing with family issues difference and depressing environment.
"I am sorry shehnaaz, I thought bhai ke ill-mannered behaviour ke wajah se tum maana kardoge .. I became selfish .. I shouldn't have lied" she honestly, apologises "please forgive me ?" she smiled, understanding her point.
"Tum rakhoge na aditi ka khayal phir chahe bhai jitne bhi problems tumhare liye create karein matlab unko nahi pata I am appointing you" another bomb lands on her head "aap ne unse pucha nahi, saniya last time ur brother had .. literally accused me of kidnapping aditi that too when I was only helping her getting in touch with him" angrily, replied.
"I will convince him !" assured, sounding tensed and stressed.
"You won't be able to .. that's why .. you didn't tell him" getting up, to walkout discussing without her father's consent is useless.
"Meri baat suno shehnaaz !" following her to stop until they heard an excited voice from behind "diduuuu" rushing downstairs to meet shehnaaz.
A beautiful smile appeared on their saddened faces her precious barbie doll is running, joyfully beaming to be in her protective embrace, unable to endure ... knelt down ... crushing her into warm and loving hug.
Aditi tightly encircled babe arms around her neck and hid inside crook of it to calm restless heart missing shehnaaz's warmth and limitless love.
"Kaisa hai, mera pyaara bacha ?" emotionally, kissing her cheeks.
"I missed you" her lower lip quivers while shehnaaz lovingly brush long pretty golden hair using fingers to straighten them.
"I missed you more" scooping up and stroking back to calm her down.
"My heart was beating really fast aapko mil ne ke baad dekho touch karo kitna normal hogaya hai, aisa kyun ?" innocently, asked.
"The strings of our hearts are strongly attached" she explains, which goes on top of her head .. pouting .. kissed shehnaaz's heart.
"Didu easy words mein samajhao na ?" furrowing, eyebrows.
"Dil se Dil ke taar jude hain" her cute eyes, widened.
"I can't see ?" disheartened.
"Shut your eyes and place your hands on mine and your heart tab jakar meri doll ko feel ayegi" trusting words, accordingly, does smiling brightly.
"Bohut sahi feel aya .. diduuuu" excitedly, kissed her cheek.
"Wonderful connection !" saniya praised in awe deep down appreciated god for sending an angel to their little princess aditi.
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RomanceA story where young bubbly shehnaaz gill aspires to become worlds no 1 chef to support her dreams chose to become caretaker of an adorable 6 year old aditi malhotra daughter of very famous business man sidharth malhotra recently divorced fighting fo...
