Spin-off to "Big Yellow Door" but could be read as a standalone.
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I was labelled as the girl who got fame as heritage or the one who couldn't stand up to the reputation her parents held. They say I'm a shame to my infamous parent's legacy.
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❝There is a moment - Oh, just before the first kiss, a whispered word - something that makes it worthwhile.❞
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I groaned while moving on the bed. My mobile was vibrating somewhere nearby. I could understand it, but I was too sleepy to answer it. It stopped for a while but started again.
I blinked my eyes open and looked at the side table. It was still charging. The sunshine had reached my bed, but I could tell it was still too early. I stretched my hand and reached for the mobile. With great effort, I unplugged it and checked the ID while narrowing my eyes.
Baba!
I widened my eyes. What did I do? Why was he calling me at 7.30 in the morning?
The flashes of the past day came in a rush. I remember clicking pictures with people. I was tired, and I remember giving a smashing performance. I remember the loud cheers for me. I remember Ruhaan and Zoya getting applause.
No part was negative in this. Was I remembering it correctly?
I bit my lower lip with nervousness and answered the call.
"I didn't do anything, Baba. I didn't even drink yesterday when they were offering me. Rest had it, but I didn't. Really," I said. He laughed lightly.
"Do I just call you to scold?" He asked. I sighed. "I get nervous with such things now," I mumbled.
"Kavay sent us a video of your performance. You are also all over the news today," He said. I gulped a little. What kind of news now?
"Don't worry. It's all good," He said. I sighed in relief.
"That's a relief then," I mumbled. He chuckled as he spoke ahead, "You sang my song better than me, I must say. It's good to see you back doing what you do the best, Ayu."
"Don't ever think of leaving it again," He said. I smiled gently. "I realised it yesterday, Baba, as to how much I craved for that moment. I don't want to lose it again. I didn't know until now how much I missed performing."
"You were right. Audience is what makes an artist. I was really happy yesterday," I said.
"I'm glad to hear that. Now, focus on what you love. Don't get distracted again," He said. I gave a nod even when he wasn't able to see me. "Yes, Baba."
"I'll visit Dadu and Dadi before coming back," I declared. I have been wanting to meet them for so long.
"Okay. Do that," He said while making me happier. We chatted for some time before we cut the call.
