Daddy: from the hills

5. Down in memory lane

Ishikaa's POV

I didn't went university today as I was feeling tensed cause my overthinking didn't let me get much sleep last night,
Last night I was again immersed in those childhood memories, those lovely memories which will never come back, which I had already come far away leaving them behind,

I can still remember that day when I secretly sat in the trunk of my father's car and reached that royal palace, there was giant white castle infront of me where I met him

I can see myself wearing the blue frock and sitting on the lap of that early young man whom I liked when I was not even aware of the terms likes and dislikes,
He used to lovingly hold the tiny fingers of my little hands and place them on the keys of the piano and every time he played a tune that touched my heart, Then he would hold those same little hands again, put a big paint brush in them and teach me how to spread colors on the white canvas.
I can even hear him calling me with cutest nicknames I ever got
"My Little angle"
"Sweetie"
"Cute trouble"

Every moment was passing beautifully but only untill one day i saw him covered in blood and holding a gun, until one day everything went astray like a storm which pushed me far away from all of them
Since that day I was in a hope that everything will be again as like before, I'll get back to my family and again will be pampered by their love but all pf that was my false hopes, nothing Is going to be like before.

Sab jhuthe jhuthe waadein the unke..
Chal pichhe pichhe aaya tu jinke...

Vo piya aaye na..
Vo..o.. piya aaye na
Vo piya aaye na..
Vo..o.. piya aaye na

Ab sabhi un khwabo ke tu dagar chhod de
Ab sabhi un kgwabo ko tu khud hi tod de

Vo piya aaye na..
Vo..o.. piya aaye na
Vo piya aaye na
Vo..o.. piya aaye na

I played the song and stuffed my ear buds in my ear holes, resting my head on the side of window, I closed my eyes holding the metal box close to my chest, I don't want to let it go but it's only way to cope from this, I have to do it weather i want it or not.

I don't even know I'll see those faces again or not? Will I be able to meet my mom-dad again,
Thinking of this, my heart sinks deep, something gets stuck in the throat, warm tears flow from the eyes and wet my entire face, I know those days will never come again, then why are these memories with me, haunting me, why can't I erase them from my mind.

They say that crying makes the heart lighter. I have cried for years but still these memories haven't faded away, they're still alive in my heart and I can't kill them even if I want to.

My phone ringed in my hands but I was just staring at it as I was drowning in the past, I'm just staring at the screen, Sakshi's name written with a pink heart is flashing on my phone screen,

the call cuts after a while and the songs plays again, Iook out of the window, resting my head on the side, I placed my phone beside me on the seat of auto rickshaw, I'm heading to the temple cause lord Shiva is my only healer

My phone ringed again but I ignored it this again, I know they're trying to cheer me up but right now I just only need some peace which I'll only get when I'll be sitting infront of mahadev.
I don't want to talk about anything right now,

The phone ringed again and this time I decided to pick it up

"Hello" I pressed my phone to te ear and said,
"Bitch are you out of your mind, you know we were not ready to leave you alone after what happened tomorrow, you know how tensed we're for you and you can't even pick up a call to let us know that you're okay" just as I said hello, she gave me the damn lecture