Canvas of Fate : A Knitted Odyssey.... 🖤

Chapter 3

" Aadmi musafir hai, aata hai,
jaata hai
Aate jaate raste me yaaden chhor
jaata hai "

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Wo udhar dekho...... The man said to karishma pointing towards the door...wo darwaje ki chaukhat pe padi apni bag dekh rhi ho wohi aukaat hai tumhari iss ghar me isliye apna bag uthao aur dafa ho jao yanha se.

Karishma clutched her fist with anger while she looked at her bag and moved towards it.

Phir to meri bhi yahi aukaat hogi iss ghar me hain na mama ji?...... A voice came from behind.

When Karishma looked back, "she saw a boy standing there with generosity on his face and innocence in his eyes, age somewhere around 20 " , brother by blood but best friend at heart, the most precious gift given by her Baba, "Parth ".

Nhi mere bhanje tum to iss ghar ke chirag ho lekin ye ek kala kalank hai iss ghar ke liye iss parivaar ke liye aur kalankit log ghar ke dehlij ke bahar rahe to hi accha hai .

Mama ji zubaan sambhal kar baat kijiye meri behen ke baare me aap aur..... He didn't even completed his sentence when a slap landed on his face making him tremble a little..... Karishma held his hands in order to stop him from falling .

' himmat kaise hui tumhari mama ji se aise baat karne ki Parth, din -b- din badtameezi sar chadh rhi hai tumhare....A deep thick voice roared loudly.

   Raghav singh , a young man in his early 30s, eldest of the singh siblings,
Sharpness on the forehead and hardness on the face can be the adjectives perfect to describe his aura.

Parth glared angrily at him while Karishma didn't gave a look to him at all.

Parth apne kamre me jao aur rest karo...... Karishma said picking her bags up.

Aap kanhi nhi ja rhi hain, choriye isse....aur agar aap jayengi to mai bhi chal rha hun aapke sath.....Parth retorted snatching the bag from her grip.

Parth chup hokar apne kamre me jao abhi isi waqt.... Raghav said angrily.

Kyun bhaiya mai kyun chup rahun aapko dikh nhi rha ki mama ji kis lehje me karishma di se baat kar rhe hain?..... Parth replied.

Wo tumse bade hain Parth aur jo kuch bhi wo keh rhe hain wo sach hi to hai isme itna bura kyun lag rha hai tumhe?..... Raghav said looking directly into his eyes.

Karishma smiled a little and said to Parth taking her bag back...... Go get some sleep.

Karishma di....

Parth please....

Tumhare Baba ki arthi utthi hai abhi kuch der pehle iss ghar se kam se kam iss baat ka hi lihaj karlo tum sab..... A strict voice came from behind.

Aur koi kanhi nhi jayega, iss waqt to bilkul bhi nhi..... Pushpa ji added further.

Lekin Maa....

Raghav Maine keh diya aur ab iss baat par koi behas nhi hogi..... Pushpa  ji said and went inside the house.

Parth snatched the bag back from karishma and was moving inside when suddenly he stopped realising something, he turned back and gave a look to Karishma in pity.

Karishma again gave a small smile to him and gestured towards the left.... He looked at his left....

There it was , a small Room made up of woods designed like a house outside the main house right beside the garden .

Parth waited outside the room to get the doors unlocked while karishma came towards the door rummaged through her pocket and took out the keys.....She opened the door and went inside the room.