As the clock struck 11:20 at night, Khushi's restless mind kept her tossing and turning in bed, consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. Tears threatened to escape as she grappled with hurt and confusion, questioning the gravity of the situation. "Was it truly such a big deal? Just a misunderstanding, right?" she wandered desperately, attempting to distract herself to no avail. Her mother's words reverberated in her ears like a haunting melody, "I was going to swear at you in a thousand ways, but it was just a misunderstanding..."
The memory of her brother's unanswered phone call resurfaced, a stark reminder of the unresolved tension. Despite her immediate response to his inquiry about money, the promised follow-up never materialized, leaving Khushi to push it aside as a passing thought.
Morning brought another wave of stress as her father reminded her of her brother's needs regarding an exam form. Khushi dutifully informed her mother and brother, only to be met with a scolding for not sending money promptly. Feeling unfairly targeted, Khushi defended herself, questioning her brother's lack of communication and the unpredictable costs of stationary.
Her brother's accusation that she didn't care about him cut deep, challenging her longstanding support and generosity. Despite always offering financial assistance without question, Khushi found herself on the receiving end of criticism. The revelation of her brother's dire financial situation only added to her distress.
Urged to send 5k, Khushi impulsively sent 15k, citing her mother's broken cellphone as justification. Yet, even this gesture fell short, leaving Khushi scrambling to cover the amount by selling shares, despite incurring a loss due to the market downturn.
During lunchtime, Khushi learned her mother no longer needed the funds, further adding to her confusion and frustration. Questions swirled in her mind, each one a dagger to her already wounded heart. Why hadn't her brother called back? What if she had forgotten instead? What did her brother truly think of her? And what was her mother's true intent behind her initial inquiry and subsequent outburst?
As doubts clouded her thoughts, Khushi couldn't shake the feeling of being misunderstood and unfairly judged. The incident had left her questioning her self-worth and the authenticity of her familial relationships. As she lay in bed, lost in a sea of uncertainty, Khushi couldn't help but wonder - was she truly as bad as they made her out to be?
