Gungun pov
The cab drove me to the to my destination that is my own house, the house where I grew up and spend one of the most precious memories of my childhood, the same house which has been my home for almost my entire life making me feel safe and loved, thinking all the recollected memories of my family I wipe my tears and a smile form on my face.
I come out of the car looking at the small gate of my home still the same and a small garden blossoming colorful flowers made my heart flutter and embarked my future being away from toxicity.
I paid the cab driver who took out the luggage from the back of the car for me. Taking a deep breath of early morning air and a huge smile I move towards my house in fresh mood, happy to be finally away from the ones who doesn't understand me and want me.
I walk in the pathway and open the door of our gate with a smile I see my papa in the lawn reading a newspaper facing his back to me I slowly walk inside and move to him in order to surprise him as I reach near him and before I could scare him he looks back at him.
Looking at me his serious face broke into a huge smile. We both were looking replica of each other at the moment, getting up my father embrace me in a warm hug which was so needed to me "gunu bache what a pleasant surprise oh! my doll " He squeezed me tightly in his embrace.
Feeling overwhelmed with my emotions I feel tears coming out pf my eyes while my lips adorned a beautiful smile "papa " I say to him as if understanding my emotions he rubbed my back making me calm down.
Once we come out of embrace he looks at me more of looks behind me and asked " Damad ji or bache kaha hai? " I look at him and said " Kya mai akeli ni aa skti aap logo se milne bachche Or vo jaruri hai " I didn't knew when my voice got up and I'm frustration I latched out on my father.
"Esa ni hai gunu baby but ab shadi ke baad tum sbke sath hi aati ho toh mujhe laga bache bhi aaye hai " My father explains it to me making me sigh "oh! Bachche iss baar nahi aaye papa mai akeli hi aayi hu mujhe aapse milne ka mann tha mujhe aapki bhot yaad aati hai " I told him getting emotional.
My father patted my head and took me inside, I saw my mother cooking in the kitchen walking to her slowly I back hugged her,
"Aayeiin kon hai? " My mother said getting startled and scared my mother with a rolling pin in her hands reached out attack me dodging her attack I said in fear "maaaa mai hu gunu " I released my mom and turning around she looked at me and hugged me.
Once we were done she asked the same to me "damaad ji ni aaye or bache kaha hai ? " To which I reluctantly replied "maa bacchon ka school tha and vo bhi busy the toh mai khud aa gyi mere yaha aane ka bhot mann tha "
" Tu pagal hai! Itni badi hon gyi hai do bacchon ki maa hai ab unhe akela chod kr aa gyi " My mother complained not liking the fact I left my children alone there. Sighing I said to eat something leaving everything my mother served us breakfast to which we three enjoyed a lot, talking and collecting all the things we missed out in these time when we weren't together.
After being done with everything I with my luggage moved upstairs to my room which was like the way I left, keeping my luggage on the floor I took out a T-shirt and shots and move to bathroom after a long bath I came out and layed on bed,.
Looking at the ceiling of my room I finally felt home and happy I am content, for once I wasn't thinking of my children, my husband , my mother in law, my father in law, my job, my duties, my obligations, my liabilities towards everyone, I felt like I closed that door and moved to another world I felt happy to be selfish for once in my life.
I looked at the table clock and the time was 12:30 pm on it, I was started to get a little worried for my twins no matter how much I like the freedom but the love and care to my children is never forced thinking about them I was worried, they might be missing me I shouldn't have took such a huge step but it was needed at the moment.
Turing my side I coiled myself in the bed I didn't realize I was already crying, tears are the only thing which have not let me feel alone on these seven years they have been constantly with me, I don't whether to laugh at the lame mockery in my head to cry at the irony and tragedy of my life.
Slowly feeling my eyes drowsy I let myself slip away in the darkness which is the new home to me these days, the most safe and calming place in my life right now.
"Gunu.... Gunu " I heard a distant voice calling me opening my eyes slowly I look at the person sitting on my bed, I squinted my eyes as feel a tap on my cheeks I look at the person that was my mother waking me still half asleep I smile and keep my head in her lap as she slides her fingers to my my hair making me feel more sleepy.
I slowly open my eyes which land on the table clock it is 7:30 now I sit up in surprised of how long I have slept, I look outside the window and it was quite dark indicating of how long I was being a sleeping beauty.
Still in my sleep I yawn as I sit supporting my back to bed but the question from my mother truly woke me up "Tu damaad ji se ladd kr yaha aayi hai? " My mother accused me without even knowing my side I feel kinda bad with her behavior but dodging her question with mine I try to avoid the topic "aapko esa kyu lagta hai? ".
My mother took my hands in her and squeeze them, making a warm feeling engulf in my heart but her words poured cold water on the same " Gunu mai tujhe bachpan se janti hu, Tu ek dum se toh yaha nahi aayegi tune unse ladai ki hai na?, damaad ji itne ache insaan hai fir bhi tu hai ki...... Chod! Ese har situation se bhagna nahi chaiye thik hai "
I try to remove her hand from mine feeling enraged of her accusing me only whenever we both are involved if she knows me that well can't she understand what am I feeling, angry tears make their way to me, feeling suffocated I jump of the bed heading to the balcony.
I heard my mother getting up and leaving me alone and before heading down she again said those words which I didn't wanted to hear atleast from her, leaving me in self doubt and making me question am I even right, or doing the right thing?
" Mai neeche ja rahi hu tera favorite khana bna rahi hu, tujhe akela chod rahi hu pagal mat ban Or ek dum se mat khuda kr har chiz pe, todh soch samaj honi chaiye ,
Tu abhi akeli hai ittminal se soch or damaad ji se jo bhi ladai ki hai tune mafi maang kr khatam kr thik hai! "
