They let us in. My eyes traced to the food on the table.
WOAH!
The food looked so DELICIOUS!
I felt like gobbling it all up but the goddess doesn't support greediness.
We sat and the man put me on his lap.
"So, Hailey, what's your indian name?" He asked.
"Uhm...Mansi" I replied.
"That's a beautiful name." He said.
"are you my dad?" I asked again.
"Yes of course, from now on, this is your house my Princess. I designed your room by myself and..."
"I dont understand...am i Indian Or American?"
"This is the story, your grandpa gave birth to just me and Jai. I Was born here while Jai was born in India. When Grandpa and grandma parted, i was left with him, and Jai was left with her in India. Jai studied and got married to Revati. I got married to Mary here. Jai and Revati valued you most when they saw you and since my wife didn't value you, i gave you away. Am sorry my dear" He looked sincere.
"But why doesn't Mom value me?"
"Its becauseyour Mom are whites and you look like an Indian, so she thinks something is wrong with you" He patted my head and i wrapped my hands around him. He was a good daddy.
Suddenly, a woman was coming downstairs, she saw us, but she acted like we weren't even there.
"Who is that?" I asked.
"Your mom. Her name is Mary" She sat on the dining and started eating.
"Come lets go eat" He carried me and we went to the table.
"Hi" Mary greeted us.
"Mom, you're beautiful!" I exclaimed.
"And you're ugly! Let me be, little pig" She hissed and continued eating. I felt so bad but Mansi never feels bad. I went towards her and licked her cheeks.
"EWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!" She yelled.
"Happy Holi"
"What's Holi? You are crazy" She hissed.
"Am not crazy. Holi is a celebration of colors! LIke this!" I took soup and poured it on her face.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!! MY EYES! HONEY GET ME WATER!!" Uncle Jai and Aunt Revati burst into laughter as her husband washed her face with water by the tap.
"You are TOTALLY CRAZY!" she yelled at me and stormed off to her room.
"You're naughty" My dad laughed.
I started eating the burger on the table and it tasted so delicious. My aunt and uncle watched me eating and smiled. When i was done with two huge burgers, i washed my hands and as i was going to sit on the sofa, my stomach grumbled and i ran to vomit in the kitchen sink.
"YUCK!" Aunt Revati said as she washed my mouth.
"How old is my girl now?" Dad asked.
"9" Aunt Revati replied.
"Awwwwwn" He looked happy. I gave him the where's my room face?
He smiled and led me upstairs. As i opened the door he showed me, my eyes popped open at the luxury bed, closet filled with different American dresses and a few sarees and an amazing bathroom.
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Mansi
AdventureMansi, a beautiful young Indian American She's brought to her original country by her aunt.. She meets her parents.. Stepsisters, best friend and even a boyfriend at age 17! But is America her true home?