Dubai
Manisha unlocked the door of her apartment and entered the lounge area. Seeing his laugh with his Lil one and other family members, it immediately brought a smile on her face. For her the best feeling in the world is to see her two babu's giggling and laughing with the whole family.
She came and stood near the couch and looked at his beautiful face as she always considered it as 'manmohit face'. She tilted her head and kept adoring them, till a female voice broke her reverie.
"Shall I serve dinner for you or you had it already?" she turned to find her sister mishti standing there by the dining table. She looked back at the couch to find it empty, Like always.
"Yes I have had my dinner..did you have yours?" She asked her sister, in response mishti nood her head in yes.
"Did she sleep?" Manisha asked again, for which mishti said yes to mani. And after that they both went to their rooms.
Mumbai
"bhaiya?shall I serve your dinner?" his servant asked. And like always he smiled at him and answered
"I have had dinner already bhaiya and come... I'm sorry.. again I forgot to inform you." And with that he walked towards his room preparing himself to be welcomed by the emptiness. But the funniest part is the room isn't as empty as his heart.
A room where she wouldn't be there. His haggu.. he's love.. he's world..wouldn't be there.
He opened his jacket quickly and threw it on the bed and quickly moved to the washroom to take a quick shower. He came out wearing his tracks and wiped his wet hair clumsily and threw the towel on the bed.
"Abbu again? Firse tune yeh wet towel chod diya bed pe? Hayee mere rabba..is ladke ka kya hoga..ab baas iski sadhi ho toh mujhe shanti mile..baas mani hi sidha kar sakti hai isko.." his mother the sweetest Dimple Malhan came and picked up the towel and glared at him pointing at the wet patch on the bedsheet.
He came out of his memory land and quickly picked up the wet towel from the bed and kept it in the hook. Right where his mother used to keep it at their house.
Then he lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling the only thing he was thinking how alone he is today. No one is with him..his family.. his love..he has nothing but only so called FAME.
A tear fell from the corner of his eye and with that he fell asleep.
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