𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ♡

| CHAPTER 2 |

Finally made it here after that long journey. Ugh, sitting on a plane can be exhausting! My legs are stiff, my neck hurts, and honestly, I feel like my brain is slowly turning to mush.

I was thinking of watching movies, but then my dad started going on and on about science streams and how important they are for my career... yeah, the classic "you need to crack NEET" talk.

It’s stressing me out, me being in 11th grade, and my family already planning my premedical exam schedule, syllabus, and which reference books I should carry. I swear, I can’t even enjoy being back in Delhi before they have planned my next three years for me.

But amidst all this chaos and headache, you know what’s making me happy? Just thinking about meeting my first best friend ever, my brother. My heart literally does a little happy flip at the thought of seeing him after five years.

It’s not like he never comes, he usually has holidays to come here, but he definitely avoids it. He rarely comes, and now it’s just for 2-3 days. I haven’t even had a proper chance to meet him. So yeah…this time it feels almost like a real reunion after five years, especially since he is going to live with us now.

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Oh, finally arrived....Yeah, there's a bit of pollution here, but i'll manage. Just Delhite things.

Note the sarcasm.

We reached our society, and honestly, this place feels like an oasis. Compared to the chaos of Mumbai, it’s calm. Trees lining the streets, soft wind brushing against my face, a faint smell of flowers mixed with city dust, everything gives me this strange sense of peace. I just want to stay here forever.

This house has been ours since I was born, and kaka has been taking care of it all this time. He’s a gem. Always smiling, always giving me chocolates whenever I visit. Honestly, he’s probably the only person who knows the chocolate bribe works perfectly for me.

I hopped out of the car and instantly felt the nostalgia hit me, the smell of the garden, the old swing, the faded paint on the window sill. This backyard was my playground, my little secret hideout, my world.

While lost in my childhood memories, I hear someone calling my name. "Ruhiiii," my dad shouts, and I turn to see my mom and dad chatting with a couple. The man looks about my father's age, and the woman appears to be my mother's age as they exchange hugs and greetings. I rushed over to my dad.

"Ruhhii, meet my best friend, Yuvraj Raichand, and his wife, Adhya Raichand," he introduces. "Hello, uncle, Hello Aunty," I smile, greeting him and seeking his blessings. The same goes for Adhya aunty.

"Since you came today so just take rest and yess dinner at my home , next weekend....And yess one thing again I am not inviting you....I am ordering you....bhabhiji don't need to worry about settlement you just take rest," Yuvraj uncle said.