Chapter 42

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Karan's POV:
After 7 years.................

Today is my daughter's 15th birthday and we have planned a little celebration. It's all Meera's idea and effort I'm just the sponsor. Heeee....heee.

We have arranged a small party in a nice and comfortable Cafe near our house. We invited all her close friends and their family. Even dinner is set up for everyone. One of Meera's friend owns this Cafe.

Just few years ago we found out that, this lady is her college-mate. So we got good discount also. We've been here in the past years many times, and Pari also loves everything from here. So we decided that there could be no better place than this.

"She's grown up so fast!"
Meera said looking at the frame hanging on the wall above our bed.

I'm sitting and working on my table, I truned and gave her a small smile. She has tears in her eyes, I can see that.
She didn't give Pari birth, but I don't feel like they are not own mother-daughter, when they are together no will be able to say that they are not blood related.

"Yes she indeed has!".
I said and smiled too.

"So, how's the preparation going on?" I asked her.

"It's too much to handle...she is going crazy and wants everything to be perfect". Meera said laughing.

"My daughter is a prefect in everything!".
I too said chuckling.

"My?" Meera questioned me wiredly.

"Sorry, ours!" I corrected my mistake giving a small smile.

"Listen, now please stop your work and get ready. We need to go to the temple. Don't get us late for any reason. I've kept your clothes out here. Change soon and yes one more thing, call Raavi and ask her have they left".
She said and went out.

Temple we go every year to have a prayer in memory of my late wife. That is also Meera's idea. She makes sure I and Pari go to the temple first before the day starts.

She even calls my in laws and they come every year with us. That's my Meera! What else can I say for her.

There are millions of reasons that I love her for whatever she does and all that she is. Even after facing such a horrible past somewhere down the line...I'm the reason for it. But, still she never shows it and she loves me, my family way more than I can explain. She does everything for everyone with a smiling face. I'm indepth to her forever.

I sighed and kept all my work aside got up taking my clothes from the bed and went into the bathroom. After I got ready, I came out to see my wife all dressed and standing infont of the mirror. She is waring a beautiful long gown in yellow color. Dam she looks killing!
I thought in a daze.

She looked at me and smiled.
I walked towards her and pulled her close to me.

"Karan nothing doing now please!"
She warned me very sweetly.

I smiled and turned her facing me she looked into my eyes and I kissed her forehead with love. She smiled but in return kissed my cheek. We rubbed our noses, feeling the moment. I slowly kissed her lips.....she put her hands around my neck and I pulled her more closer.....

"Mumma!!" We heard Pari's voice.

"Coming!!!" Meera yelled back laughing she went out.

I stood in front of the dresser and combing my hair.

"Dad!!!!!" I heard another voice calling me in tension.

I truned and looked at the door, my son stood there with a grumpy faces and messed up hair. I gave him a wired smile.

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