ICT: Twisted

Two

'That's so unfair Vamu. I thought you'd come and meet me first ' Mom showered her fake love on call.

I wanted to tell her that if I had a chance I wouldn't stay with any of them.

'Mumbai is such a busy place. While it's so peaceful here.'

'But there's Mom here. Ok, tell me when are you coming to see me?' she asked.

'I don't know. Also I've applied for few interviews. I'll start working soon.'

'My daughter has grown up so big already. I can't wait to see you. But you don't want to come see me ' She whined.

'If you really miss me that much, you'll come to me, but no you never do that. You only keep whining about how I don't spend with you, when in reality it's you who don't love me.' I ended the call stormed out of my room to get some fresh air.

'Vamu look I've made your favourite.' Dad's face was beaming as he handed me the plate.

'I don't like pav bhaji anymore dad.' I replied dryly.

'Oh. No problem.' he walked away sadly.

I went back to my room expecting some missed calls or atleast a message from my mom, and there were none, obviously! Foolish of me to expect anything of that sort from that woman.

Unsure of what to do, I took his dairy and began reading it again.

Finally today, I got to meet the mini version of Ro. That idiot is now a father. She's Samaira Sharma. My little Sammy. I have never seen such a cute baby.

And just like her Father, she's unable to leave me too. I put her in my lap and I was  playing with her and then she didn't want to leave me, even after Ro and Ritsy tried their best to get back her attention.

The way she looks at me, the way she giggles, the way she slept holding my finger in her tiny palm, she's my favourite Sharma already.

But I was also jealous of how they are blessed with such a cute angel. Even I want one.

Nush and I are gonna be parents to one such angel one day, she's gonna have the best parents in the whole world. I'll give her all the love, every thing she wishes for.

I'll make her the happiest person in the whole world. I'll drive her to school, buy her everything she likes, feed her food, put her to sleep every night. I am gonna be the best father in the world.

I couldn't read any further. He didn't do even a single thing that he promised. They gave me nothing other than emptiness.

No dad, you are not the best father in the world, not even the best in this locality.

To divert myself I began checking my emails to see if I got any replies from the firms I applied to.  In between of so many spam mails, there was one.

Ms. Alisha sharma, we are pleased to inform you that Ms. Samaira Sharma has shown interest in hiring you.

Yeah that Alisha is me, that's who I was to  the world. I didn't want to let the world know that I'm their daughter, atleast after all that has happened to them.

Mom was super happy when I chose Sharma instead of kohli, but I chose that only because Sharma was a common surname while Kohli wasn't.

To get in touch with Ms. Samaira Sharma, contact her on +916309****** and samairasharma**@gmail.com

The first doubt that arose when I read that was if this Samaira Sharma was the daughter of Rohit Sharma. But again, Samaira and Sharma are two such common names, it could be anyone.

I sent an email to her, impatiently waiting for an reply. After I spent three hours waiting, I've decided to call her.

'Hello' spoke the voice on the other side.

'Hey... Sorry, Good morning ma'am. I've received a mail saying that you were interested in hiring me-'

'Oh, so you are Alisha right'

'Yes Ma'am'

'Firstly don't call me ma'am and you don't have to be so formal with me.'

'But ma'am-'

'Look I'm just 24, and this is also my first business venture. So in no way I'm in a higher position than you.'

'Can I ask you something?'

'Yes, go on Alisha'

'Why do you want to hire me? I have zero experience other than those internships. Also as you are starting business just now, don't you wish for an experienced financial advisor?'

'I've seen your work thoroughly and I really think you'll be the best for this. Can we meet and discuss in detail?'

'Yeah sure. Where shall we meet?'

'At my place tomorrow? My office is anyhow just a room in my house for now and also we are new to Coorg, so I'm not that aware of the places outside.'

'Same here. Anyways we'll meet at 10:00 am tomorrow. Is that ok?'

'Sure. I'll share the location on WhatsApp.'

'Sure'

'Bye Alisha'

'Bye'

I quickly saved her contact and viewed her profile on WhatsApp hoping to see a picture of her with her family to make sure if it was Rohit Sharma's daughter or not.

But unfortunately her display picture was a solo picture of her.

Without giving up, I searched on Google

'Where does Rohit Sharma live?'

'Where is Rohit Sharma right now?'

'Rohit Sharma address'

'Rohit Sharma house in 2044'

But none of the results seemed convincing.

It was anyways just a matter of one day before I get to know.

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Ik this is short too just like the first chapter, starting trouble ig 😅

I have the story that I want to write for the first 20 chapters, but I really have to plan it in detail and write but for now my mind isn't in the right space.

I really wanna write but I'm unable to, that's mostly because my sem exams are going on for which I've studied nothing until now and I'm stressing over that currently.

Bear with me for few more days, I'll start writing good chapters again✨

Also, just wanted to let u guys know that I did do good yesterday, in my exam. So one day might be sufficient to study for sem exams but finding the answers is the biggest task 😩

Anyways wish me luck for my tomorrow's exam for which I must start the prep now.

Yesterday was a good day, my exam went well and then my RCB and my boy🔥💥

Hopefully my tomorrow's exam goes well and also the match🌚

Just like DC's jersey, tomorrow MI's Jersey will also have both Blue and Red😌