Had there been someone else telling me Mini was there, I would have gone nuts.
But this was Krishn. He brought Mini to me.
"Didi? " She asked, her eyes wide with confusion.
I couldn't do anything. My hands were limp by my side as I stood by, confused.
" Go hug her. " My husband muttered, while I nodded my head in agreement.
As I moved, my legs felt like jelly, I was walking like the first time I ever wore heels, knees wobbly.
Eventually, my body gave up as I sat on my knees.
"Didi? Didi! " She shouted, running up to me. Her small hands, well, not anymore, framed my face. She was now a thirteen year old. Nearly two years had passed since I came here, rather we were cutting it closer to three.
" Mini? " I whispered and she nodded her head in agreement.
"Haan didi, dekho na.. Mein aa gayi. Krishan ji ne kaha ki tumko meri yaad aa rahi thi, to maine poocha, mein mil loon? To wo bole, haan, kyun nahi. Aur mein aa gayi. " She said, smiling at me.
( Yes didi, see, I'm here. Krishan ji told me that you were missing me. So I asked him if I could meet you. He agreed. Now I'm here. )
My eyes were glassy, as I couldn't see her that well, but all that matters was that she was here. So I pulled her into a hug.
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That hug healed all the problems I could ever have faced in my life, my sister, so sweet when I saw her last, a child, now looked much older. She was beautiful, just like our mother. But Mini being here gave me a taste of my home. I always felt, after coming here, that I had more than one home. One in Pragjyotishpur, where my parents accepted me, even if I might have been reserved, they gave me love and support. Then, one with my husband and our family. The last one being her. My only home out of this time.
Wiping my tears, I got up.
" Maharaj Yudhishthir, meet, Saudamini. Saudamini, that is Yudhishthir. " I said and she laughed.
"You know me. I know you. You're the one who acted as AJ bhaiya didn't you ?" She asked and he looked at her, surprised.
" How would you know, I didn't lie about my name, or my self, how did you know I wasn't Ajatshatru? " He asked.
" Because no matter what, if AJ bhaiya thinks didi is not happy, he would bring her papdi chaat. Not make coffee for her." She said and I laughed, my husband, looking affronted before laughing with me.
"Well, yes. Pranipat Raajkumari Saudamini. I am your sister's husband, Yudhishthir. " He said, introducing himself.
