Chapter 1: The Unlovable

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"Maa ... Maa ...ye kya ho ra hai apko ... Utho ... Utho. .. pls. ..maa ... Baba maa ko ... Maa ko bolo uthe ... Baba pls ..."

A boy murmured in his sleep sweating profusely maybe having a bad dream or something ... His whole body shivered ... As he woke up with a jerk tears rolling down from his eyes ... His mind drifting back to the dream as he clutched his blanket close to his heart...

He doesn't know why he always gets this type of dream when he can see his mother is perfectly fine he wiped his eyes and slowly moved to his mother's room looking at her sleeping peacefully he took a breath of relief tip toeing he slowly laid down near her mother hugging her trying to feel her love and presence trying to remind himself that the nightmare was a lie ...

Her mother turned around and hugged him caressing his hairs ...

"Mera bacha..."

He smiled and hugged his mother more but the next words snatched his smile away from him

"Kabir mera bacha..."

She whispered caressing his hairs ... He looked at her ... His smile slowly fading away ... As he realised that his mother imagined him as his brother...

Didn't Sid's thought even crossed her mind?

He slowly stood up and moved back to the main hall of his room ...

He sat down on the sofa hugging his close near to him he felt as if he is a culprit as if he did something bad maybe that is why his mother doesn't love him much ...

His heart crackles at the thought ...

Didn't he deserved the same love as much as his brother gets ? ...

"Sidharth ? ... Kya hua beta idhr kyu baitha hai ? ..."

He heard Dadi's voice as he looked up to her ...

"Kuch nhi ...Dadi bs ... Neend ni aari thi ... He wipes his tears smiling ..."

"Idhr aa ... Aa mera bacha ... Idhr aa .. mai Sula deti hu ..." She sat down near him as he laid his head on her lap

"Dadi ap mereko chorhke mat jaana kahi bhi ..." He whispered holding her hand ...

"Mujhse galti ho toh daant dena par pyaar kam mat karna ..."

He whispered almost sobbing as his Dadi gently caressed his hairs kissing his head

"Kabhi nhi mera bacha ... Tu toh sabse laadla hai mera ..." She caressed his hairs understanding his turmoil as she has been noticing his mother's behaviour towards him since years now but what can she even do?.. she can't even force her daughter in law to love him equally ...

"Dadi ek baat puchu ? ... Kya Kabir jyada acha hai ? ... Kya wo mujhse jyada better hai ? ..."

"Nhi beta zruri thodi hai wo tujhse acha hai or tu bura tu apni jagah acha hai wo apni jagah ... Aisa kyu sochta hai tu beta?" She caresses his face with love

"Fir Maa Kabir se jyada pyaar kyu krti hai Dadi ? ... Kya mai bura hu ? ..  kya maine kuch galat kiya hai ..  Dadi ap Maa ko bolo na mereko maar le ... Saza Dede ... Lekin mere saath aisa kyu krti hai .. wo mujhse pyaar kyu nhi krti dadi ..."

He hugged her crying in her arms while the sense of vulnerability can be seen in his grandmother's eyes as she stayed quite

Caressing his hairs as he drifted into sleep ...

"Ayy tu yaha kya kar Raha hai ? ..."

Kabir woke up as he moved outside while rubbing his eyes ...He woke up the sleeping Sid on the couch and he stood with a jerk ...

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