Pushpa ji was sitting quietly in the lawn, clutching onto the photo frame, looking outside the main gate which was wide open and watching towards bustling road..... the road was busy with cars rushing past and people walking by , vendors selling goods while making weird noises , children's driving their bicycle thinking it to be their superbikes, pedestrians chattering over some topic with the seriousness which seemed it is about national emergency, amidst the chaos , the heart of pushpa ji felt silent as if it held nothing.
"Bahar shor aur andar khamoshi bohot takleef deti hai pushpa ji.... "
PJ's trance broke by karishma's word which held a deep meaning, she straightened her posture without giving a look to her.
Kya aapne bubble ko freeze hote hue dekha hai?.... Karishma asked taking a seat beside her.
Pushpa ji didn't reacted anything.
jame hue bulbule ki tarah, galatiyaan bas kuch samay ke liye ho sakti hain, lekin unse jo sabak milta hai wo taumr rehta hai.
Pushpa ji again didn't reacted but this time a lone tear escaped her eyes, but before being noticed by karishma she wiped it off.
Karishma once noded her head in disbelief with a knowing smile and said.... "Life's canvas is painted with mistakes, but within each frozen bubble of error, lies the beauty of learning and growth."
Waise mai yanha aapka waqt zaya karne nhi aayi thi.... Aa...ye paper dikhana tha aapko.....Ab jab Baba nhi rahe to mai rent pay karna suru karungi iss mahine se jaise ki mere aur Raghav ke beech baat hui thi ki ya mai yanha as a renter rahun ya yanha se chali jaun, aur yanha rehna meri majboori hai isliye.... Karishma said forwarding the paper.
For the first time since she came near, pushpa ji raised her head and looked at Karishma after hearing that she's gonna pay the rent to stay there.
She took the paper from her hand and opened it, her eyes shined for a brief moment of time while Raghav snatched it from her right away, he took a look at it while giving not so happy look he threw the paper on the ground.
Raghav..... Pushpa ji shouted
He gave an angry look to her mother and left from there.
Karishma bend forward and picked up the paper dusting off the dirt, she noded in disbelief.
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Ammi lay down Pensively after trying Haseena's phone nth number of times, God alone knew where she had disappeared and not picking up the phone.
She was about to switch off the light when the sound of door clicked, Ammi knew this was Haseena and not her maid, she stood up and went outside...
I thought you were taking the day off but as usual you disappeared the whole day.....
Why should I do that?.....Haseena asked with her trademark stare.
Ammi didn't argue as she went pass by her saying.... I will make tea go get freshned up.
After splashing water on her face, haseena looked at herself in the mirror tilting her face left and right wondering..... What have you seen in my face Miss singh.... She murmured slowly.
The confused mind of hers had still not gone away ten minutes later coming out of the washroom, as she took her first sip of tea.
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Canvas of Fate : A Knitted Odyssey.... 🖤
Fanfic"मेरा दिल कहे कही ये ना हो नहीं ये ना हो नहीं ये ना हो किसी रोज तुझ से बिछड़ के मै तुज़े ढूँढती फिरू दरबदर" मेरे हमसफर मेरे हमसफर !!! In the loom of love, each day is a new thread, weaving a story that lasts a lifetime." Let's get weaved in love with...
