Chapter Fifty Four

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Previously -

Garima kept her phone down with a big smile on her face. Dharampal looked at his daughter from the rear view mirror and smiled looking at her.

'Lagta hai humari bailbuddhi apna match Jeet gayi. Meri beti jeetne ke liye hi bani hai.', Dharampal thought in his mind, a wide smile coming on his face.

Kusum looked at her husband and then at her daughter. Judging by their smiles, she guessed that Susheela won her match. There was a visible positive difference in Dharampal. He was trying to mend his relation with his younger daughter and he had already taken a first step towards it. He was appreciating his daughter for her boxing skills, even though in his mind, but he was starting from somewhere.
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"Papa, hum kitne baje pohonchne wale hai?", Garima asked yawning, tired from all the running around that she did today.

"Beta, thoda time lagega. Ye direct route thoda band hai toh dusre wale road se le rahe hai toh thoda time lagega.", Dharampal said looking out of his side of the window.

"Fir bhi kitna time lagega, papa?", Garima asked again as she laid her head on her side of the window.

"5-6 baje tak pohonch jaana chahiye humein. Tu so jaa abhi toh 4 baje hai, main utha dunga tujhe. Dekh teri mummy toh kab ki so bhi gayi.", Dharampal said laughing softly, trying not to wake his wife.

"Haa thik hai papa main so rahi hu.", Garima said yawning as she gave in to her slumber and immediately passed out of exhaustion.
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Pramod drove his car and reached his home. Lily and Mini arrived behind him in their car. Pramod got out of the car and streched his muscles, his morning had been a very tiresome morning. But he didn't regret a single thing about it, instead he felt happy to play a part in Susheela's happiness.

The three of them got inside their house where Jay was already waiting for them sipping on his coffee, reading a newspaper. Pramod and Lily plopped down on each of his side and laid their heads on his shoulder. Mini sat opposite to him with a wide smile on her face.

"Kya hua baccho? Dekh ke aa gaye match? Susheela select hui ki nahi?", Jay asked Pramod and Lily who were too exhausted to even move their muscles, let alone their mouths to give him an answer.

"Bohot acchi thi match! You really missed it! Tum agar waha hote na toh humari Susheela pe bohot proud feel karte! Aree opposite rival teams ke participants bhi Susheela ke liye cheer kar rahe the, Rohtak ka har college ka baccha Susheela ko support kar raha tha. And yes, she won! Ab uske semifinals chaar din baad hai.", Mini said clapping her hands.

"Aree waah! Itna accha tha kya match?", Jay asked sipping his coffee.

"It was more than good Jay, more than good! You really should've been there yaar! You would've enjoyed it a lot! Bohot loud cheering aur clapping thi, sab Susheela ke fans the waha! And you know what? Susheela is a two times district level, state level and national level gold medalist in boxing!", Mini said widening her eyes, still shocked that she didn't know anything about Susheela's achievements.

"Kya baat kar rahi ho? Sach?", Jay asked astonished.

"Haa Jay, haa! Main bhi shock main chali gayi thi. Aur usse bhi bada shock toh tab laga jab mujhe ye pata chala ki Susheela Olympics ke liye bhi select hui thi, magar usse Dharampal ji ne jaane nahi diya.", Mini said sighing angrily.

"Haa dad! That's the worst part of today's day.", Pramod said sighing.

"Yeah even I felt super bad for Susheela.", Lily frowned sadly.

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