A cinematic and musical homage novel to #gen3 & #OGAbhira (#AbhiRa from #yrkkh).
A tale of broken characters who heal along the way... second chances exist... the jaded characters are honored.
Emotions are dealt better and all shades of thriller, ac...
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Note: This chapter involves multiple conversations happening at the same time please follow along and enjoy!
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Time: 7:58 pm
[40 min after last ch. end]
"Ek aur - ek aur, Say CHEEZE!," Manish prompted with enthusiasm as he took a selfie with his granddaughter... or a passable attempt at it.
"Aise bade papa ? EEEEEE," Akshara widened her teeth to showcase a set of pearly whites for the camera. "Jaldiiiiiii.... mere daat-dard hore hai," Aarohi mumbled while maintaining her smile... trying to stop her lips from quivering with muscle pain.
"Bas bas hogaya-hogaya," he continued to excitedly click pictures of his family and himself included to memorialize their happy occasions. Taking full advantage of the brief break from catering, where he asked his 'dynamic duo - part II' to pose as his heart desired.
Who wouldn't want to click their picture when they looked like royal princesses, waiting for their chance to enter the society in a few years.
Just a few minutes back, Anisha, Aarohi and Akshara were engrossed in their talk of "substance"... aka famous boy groups, movie heroes, favorite hobbies, food, music, school crushes [which Akshara very carefully avoided], etc. when their family intruded.
Diverting the attention of the guests to the caterers and the other performances they had lined up for their entertainment, while indulging in a full blown photo session with the birthday girl.
For Anisha, a wholesome picture as theirs was a rare sight... where the entire family was playfully engaged with the guests and among themselves. She only wished for a fraction of similar affection as theirs.
"Kya sochri ?," Neil asked as he watched their interactions with excitement. A rare sight for him too but his desire was curbed just by the inch of affection he received in his new found family.
Not daring to hope for more.
"Yeh log kitne khush lagre... Kya sabki family aisi hoti hai ?," She voiced out her woeful thoughts... her heart panged at the sight of their mother [Sirat] sitting between the girls and pinching their cheeks in an affectionate manner.
She had forgotten what that felt like.
"Hoti hogi... Mai to apni family se bhi bahut khush hun, jo mujhe tuj jaisi nakchadi," she glared at him, "I-I mean sweet si behen mili," he pinched her cheeks but she jabbed him in the stomach with her elbow, smiling. He laughed back at her, successful at diverting her thoughts.
