"Lost in his love, she made him her world, where everything else faded into insignificance"
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Kriti Singhania, reluctantly returns to her homeland to fulfill her father's wish of becoming the CEO of his company. However, her life takes an unexpected...
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Kriti's POV~
After a long 15 hour flight... Finally, Udaipur. The place of my childhood, the place of my loved ones, the place I love. I checked out of the airport and took a cab to my house. I can't call anyone to pick me up because nobody knows I am here. Firstly we made our way towards Meesha's home and dropped her, and then I went to my home. After 4 years, I am back.
I thought that I wouldn't like being here but little did I know I would love being here. Afterall "Ghar to ghar hi hota hai."
It took me almost 30 minutes to reach my home and when I was finally there I stepped out of the car and stood in front of my house to admire it after so long. I looked at it with my praising eyes for at least a minute. A lot changed here outside, I wonder what all these guys changed inside.
I made my way towards the entrance gate and entered inside through the garden. I left my bags in the garden only because of the excitement. I rang the door bell and waited for anyone to come. Within a second the door opened and I saw Maa standing there right before the very eyes of me. She is still the same..."Beautiful."
She saw me and hugged me so tightly like that it was the last time she was doing this. I could hear her sobs and I know she is crying seeing me after so long. "Mumma" I called her and she pulled back and smiled looking at me. She slapped me lightly and muttered "Aane se pehle bta to deti" (You should have told us before coming)
"Surprise" I spoke dramatically and giggled. "Come in" She ordered. I took tiny steps inside looking at my surroundings like if it was something ethereally different. I gasped looking at the changes in my home and its interior.
I moved further and entered the living and laid down on the couch directly and huffed... Mumma chuckled looking at me.
She went inside and got some snacks for me. Not really 'some' but a lot of snacks for me and my favourite chocolate shake. I got up and picked the shake and asked her, taking a sip of my chocolate shake "Where's Papa??"
"He'll be back soon" She replied. Surely I know where he'll be right now...I scoffed at her words.
She sat down next to me and cleaned the moustache which was brought into existence by the shake. She talked to me for about an hour talking about the things that happened in New York, asked about Meesha and asked about the fashion week. I didn't tell her now because I will tell mumma and papa both together.
I got inside my bedroom and looked around to captivate every thing kept in my room because I surely am looking at it after a considerable time. It's the same as before when I left it.
Papa came home after 2 hours and then I went downstairs to meet him. He was so surprised to see me that he even pinched himself to believe that it wasn't a dream. He hugged me and talked a lot to me like if he is meeting me after 10 years... I chuckled at his talks and we both chattered like 15 year old teenagers. Papa and I share a very deep and lovely bond with each other.
