Ishitha's pov:
"I thought of wearing lehenga,the one you bought for my haldi"
"The green one?" Mom asked
"No mom the orange one"
"Oh that one huh? That was so loose on you" Mom reminded
"Yeah I have given it at the boutique for needed alterations"
"Good" Mom said and passed me a bowl of freshly cut kiwi.
Apparently I am on a strict diet from yesterday onwards ofcourse.
Day before yesterday after arjun had gone to maa and papa's house we too left from that hotel.
Yesterday was spent with so much work, me and mom has to travel all the day for meet up's with all the friends of her's and mine and not to forget about the acquaintances.
Dad had already taken care of our relatives. Today morning I mean at eight I tagged along with mom to invite some of our closest people in this penthouses building locality, just a few people.
Today noon there's gonna be pooja in this house after that i am going to meet asha to give her the clothes and ornaments from our family side as it is a part of our culture.
"Okay mom take some rest " Saying this I stood up from chair ,rinsed the bowl under water then placed it back on bowls rack. I saw mom in pensive standing there by the table.
"Mom what is it? "
"Just imagining"
"About? "
"We both will be all alone again" She used to say this everytime when we talk about our stay in London. She literally called us every day to know our Whearabouts when we were in London.
"Mom don't be sad i will ask arjun to stay with me here for a while"
"Will you? "
"Anything for my mumma"
I hugged her, a tear rolled down my cheek involuntarily.
Around eleven I am about to start getting dressed then I heard a faint voice from out side the door
"Ishu"
"Come in" I shouted. I am still in my bath robe. "When did you even started asking for my permission
huh? "
I said when ishan stepped inside.
"Make it fast ishan I have to get ready" I am busy rummaging through my jewellery collection or more like mom's collection to find appropriate one to go with my lehenga, getting no answer I looked at him.
"I bought this for you"
There's a big bag in his hands.
"What is this? " I took it from him after opening I am stuck on my words. There is a very beautiful Saree and diamond jewellery inside. "You don't have to " I said feeling emotional
"But I wanted to" He said hugging me tight.
"Are you crying Ishaan?" I asked over his shoulder
"No why would I" By his tone I can say that he is crying. To comfort him I rubbed on his back.
"My baby brother grew up so fast" I chuckle through my tears.
"I am going to miss you a lot"
"Did I heard it right?"
"Yes ishu ,come visit me whenever it is possible"
"New York? Yes I will"
"You will?" Like mother like son. I just nodded too overwhelmed to answer.
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THE HEART KNOWS IT'S WAY
De TodoA heart surgeon but knows nothing about heart. A civil engineer who keeps on trying to build a bridge between two hearts. One is calm and aloof Other is bold and cordial Wanna dig more into the roles Then what are you waiting for?
