The palm of my hand stung because of the slap and I clenched it hard, as I walked away from him. I came to halt, when he caught my wrist in his hand. My eyes widening, I turned around. His eyes held a glittering fire, he yanked me backwards making m...
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My eyes falling on my Papa, who himself seemed shocked by his actions. He suddenly staggered back, holding his hand over his chest as if having troubled breathing making me shocked as I yelled running up to him. "Papa!" he held up his hand, stopping me. He croaked, with eyes filled with tears, "Siya, please leave."
I froze, staring at him, my papa.
Destiny seemed to have played a joke with me, that stole away my Papa Maa from me. I stared at him, with tears in my eyes I spoke softly, "Papa..., I didn't...I didn't...," He shook his head, looking at me defeated, "Beta..., Aaj nahi, please...,Leave."
My tears fell, I stared at him, begging him with my eyes but he turned away. My eyes suddenly fell on Nishant Bhai in the corner, I took in a deep breath as my tears fell, atleast you trust me, right bhai?
Nishant bhai seemed conflicted, but he nodded with a weak smile as if assuring everything would be alright. Relief filled me up, I wiped away the tears that continuously escaped my eyes. Somehow, those insolent tears didn't seem to want to stop, as they continuously escaped my eyes. they fell on papa who seemed to have trouble breathing. He wouldn't let anybody here..., unless I leave.
I bit my lips, another fresh set of tears streaming down my eyes, I quickly walked out of the living room standing in the hallway and Nishant Bhai were quick to rush in. I could hear them whispering and quietly speaking, Papa's loud gasps of breath.
My heart broke knowing I had been the reason of their tears and worries. Those raised voices, an argument that seemed to have broken my family about. It was as if I wrecked my own home.
Maa was raised voice at by papa for the first time, their health deteriorating because of me.
It was Indar bhai that grabbed my hand gently as he took me to his room where Disha and Suhani Bhabhi were sitting. Seeing them tear filled my eyes, I stared at Indar Bhai. "bh-bhai...I..." I stuttered tearfully as I stared at him and his eyes softened. He pulled me in a hug, his hand on the back of my head he spoke up, "Everything will be fine, Chota. tera Bhai sambhal lega sab."
I broke down hearing his words making me cry out my tears, I hugged him tightly sobbing. "Bhai, M-maa is angry with Papa..., bhai" I sobbed and he patted my back, "I-its my f-fau--"
"Chup. Ekdam Chup." he scolded me, he held my face in his palm staring at me sternly. He commanded, "Sochna bhi mat, teri koi galti nahi hai." He wiped my tears as he said, "Ghar ki Chhoti hai tu, thodi mannmani nahi karsakti kya?" He smiled weakly as he ruffled my hair, "Maa toh pagal hain, pata nahi kyun aise baras padi meri behen pe." More tears fell from my eyes as I stared at him. He shouldn't be so kind with me. I had made a mistake, but it seemed as if they didn't dare even see it and ignored it comforting me. Disha Bhabhi turned me quickly wiping those tears, she shook her head.
"Siya, the society we live in..., its too much bothered by other's business. That doesn't mean that you are at fault, Chhoti. Koi galti nahi hai tumhari. don't cry." Suhani Bhabhi nodded smiling at me, she joked, "Agar tum thoda bhi aur royi toh mujhe toh darr lagta hai Nishant Bhai ghar ko bhasm kardenge gusse mai aake." Disha Bhabhi chuckled shaking her head, she softly spoke up petting my head, "Haan Siya, Tumahare bhai..., unhe bardaasht nahi unki Chhoti ka rona."
