Chapter 8

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"Ma Sha Allah, our little Abhira is not so little anymore", saying this Armaan's mother hugs Abhira, "Aunty how much I missed you, aaplog to gayeb hi ho gaye"   "Abh agaye na wapas"    "Abh nhi jane dungi"   "Abhira, what's this! You are not allowing your aunty to eat anything", scolds her mumma.

"See, how much happy they are to meet after years", says Abhira by standing a little away from their parents with Armaan, "True, they must have missed each other a lot"   "Aur nhi to kya, tum na late kardi, samjhe"    "Yeto hamesha se tumhari adat thi"   "Now roles got reversed Armaan, waise tumhe vo shayari yaad hai?"    "Which one?"    "That one", she doesn't get the chance to complete as her mumma starts calling her, "Coming Ammi", responding this she starts going inside the house.

After years she feels like old days are back, her childhood days, she always loved Armaan's parents like her own uncle, aunty. Even though they have just left a while ago, she is already missing them, "Ammi, ghar khali khali lag raha na?", she hugs her mumma and hugs, "Haan lag to raha"    "It would have been great na, if they would have been living in our neighborhood like before"    "Hmm, things got changed Abhira, jo nhi hoga uske barein mein sochna nhi chahye"    "Hmm, where's Abbu?"   "As always, walk k liye gaye hai"    "Haww, mujhe bhi le jate na", she says sadly.

"After years seen them finally",says Armaan's mumma, "They are like the same, iss zamane mein aise log milte nhi", saying this Armaan's baba sits on the sofa, "Waise Armaan kaha hai?"  "Vo to walk k liye gaya hai"    "Abhi?"    "Yeto adat hai uska"    "This boy, why doesn't he inform me, we could have gone together"

The park remains calm at this hour, this is why he always prefers late night walk, he recalls the whole day events while sitting on a nearby bench, as if his childhood days got back at the time they were in Abhira's place, whom he loved the most from childhood is Abhira's baba, till today he is the same, a person of words, of humanity, of honesty. Even today he was praising him for his career decision, the same proud feel he used to see in his Nana's face.

"Wah bhai, yeto kafi interesting hai, childhood friends, sudden meet up"   "Shut up Raima, I know where you are trying to take the things but here's nothing like that, we are good friends and you can say more like family friends as our friendship started because of our families, though we were best friends in childhood days but things got changed over the years, aur waise bhi vo already kuch complicated relationship status mein hai, so apni khayali pulao aapne paas rakho"    "Ohoo, so if he was purely perfectly single then?"    "Tauba kar, yesab kaise baatein karne lagi, aise baatein karegi na to baat nhi karni mujhe abh, phone rakh rahi"   "Aye Abhira, sorry, mazak kar rahi thi"    "This is not a matter for joking around, I don't like this kind of jokes"    "Okay fine, ajse nhi karungi, promise"    "Pakka?"    "Pakka baba"    "Okay fine, chalo tumhe maaf kiya.....tu bhi kya yaad rakhegi", she smiles finally.

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