Saransh stood at the window side of his office room, looking at the busy city, still holding his phone near his ear, listening to the noises from other side. a small smile playing on his lips which he, himself is unaware of at this moment.
" sir, you call? " his assistant, neil knock on the door before entering the cabin.
" hm, dial arnav's number and give me when the call went through " saransh commanded as he went towards his seat. he could hear kiyah murmuring something but couldn't grasp anything. he really wish that he should have been there and still couldn't believe that saira is with kiyah.
and why she went to mahal and from what kiyah said, he figure out that it is not her first time visiting there!
he know that he had neglected his sister and they have hardly talk in last three years. saransh's and saira's relationship was always close in childhood. but when saransh was eighteen, he went abroad, saira was only thirteen year old teenager and after that saransh was never home long enough and after that he just left for five years without any contacts and it only distance his relationship with his sister. recent years, when he came back, he was busy with work and company that he didn't even had time to ask her, how her life has been going on!
there sibling bond is almost non-existent and he want to mend it but don't know what it will take to repair it.he is proud to see his sister grow into a beautiful woman and had also accomplished the degree of company secretary, but she also have become quiet and reserved which is totally opposite of her true personality. it pain him to see her like this.
the incident three years ago had really disturb his whole family and everyone just keep their emotions and thoughts to themselves. he, himself who was distant to them even before the incident could feel the detachment and gloominess in that house which used to be a happy hevan to everyone.
the memories of the childhood of a happy yet reserved kid, playing with his sibling till he get tired to sleep on the floor anywhere with them, the loving mother who would pay extra attention to her middle child as he was a quiet one and had trouble expressing his opinion, the elder brother would always protect him and his sister from their father and grandfather, chachu and chachi [ uncle and aunt ] will take them outside to play whenever they had time, grandmother would tell story of different gods every evening, baby cousins who would cry whenever he would try to touch them, and then a troublesome younger sister who would non-stop talk about anything and everything which he was least interested in listening too still linger in his mind.
he sighed gloomily and came out of his thoughts when he heard kiyah and saira's drunk talks which was more like alien whisper.
" sir, arnav sir is on the line" neil said when the line got connected. saransh took the phone and gestured him to go out.
" ansh?" arnav who had just got home after the tiresome work and was ready to have a heartful dinner with his family instantly frown when he got call from saransh's assistant.
" arnav, i need you to go to this place as fast as possible !" saransh explained the situation in brief and text him the said address.
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Arnav really don't know how he got in this situation, today he was extra tired and want to do nothing but sleep till tomorrow afternoon. but after the phone call, he couldn't help but want to curse saransh to the hell and back. when he arrived at the said address, he could see two girls at a corner table, saira was passed out with her head knocked on the table whereas kiyah, as he remember from the photo saransh had send to him when they were together was looking outside and leisure drinking, in her own world.
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