❝ᒪOᐯᗴ?❜❜ 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦, 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔.
ѕнιναηց кαѕнуαρ • he is an engineer like every other middle class guy, working a nine to five job. His parents lives back in the village along with his little brother. for him life is a...
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11ᵗʰ 𝘕𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳, 2023
It's 11th November today. And tomorrow's 12th November, which means DIWALI!
8 months, I've been saving my money for the past 8 months so that I can finally call Maa, papa, and Kartik here, in Delhi, for Diwali. For this, I cut almost every expense of mine, like beers, cigarettes, bikes, and everything that was not so important.
Instead of a bike, I would rather go by bus or metro, it was way cheaper than petrol this way, and I was able to save a lot of money. Just like this, I finally have money! Trust me, no one can describe how happy I am.
I quickly counted the money: 12 thousand, 15 thousand, 18 thousand, and 20 thousand! Yes! Finally! I was over the moon; a wide grin spread across my face after counting the money, and I quickly called Ma. "Hello? Maa?" I said enthusiastically as soon as Ma picked up the call, "Shiv? Beta, kya hua? Itni subha subha call kar raha hai?" she asked worriedly, and I chuckled "Kuch nahi hua, maa. I have good news!" I said excitedly
"Accha? Bata, kya hai yeh good news?" I grinned "Maa, I have enough money to call you, papa, and Kartikhere for Diwali!" Trust me, I heard her gasping in amusement. "S-Sachi, Shiv?" She said, not believing, "Haa, maa, sachi!!" And I can probably hear her telling this to Kartik and Papa.
"Shiv, beta, is your maa telling the truth?" Dad asked me eagerly, "Ha ha, papa, she's telling the truth." After that, I talked with Papa for some time, and then to my little brother, Kartik, who said that little munchkin is just 13 years old.
I was also around his age when I first talked with Papa about what I wanted to become...a businessman. It was my dream, but Papa said, 'Shiv, you see me? Who am I? A lowly paid ticket collector. But you, you have to become a good engineer so that you can get a government job, and then, everything will be great, all problems will go away, and I believe Papa.
And now, I'm an engineer working in a Government company, and I earn 30k a month, a decent amount, yet less to live in a city like Delhi. Although I'm able to afford a room and kitchen for 12 thousand here,e, trust me, it can barely fit 4 people. Of course.
I keep 5k with me for my expenses and the rest I send to Maa and Papa. It's very hard maintaining a family with this income, but I'm trying, trying to get a higher post with a higher salary as well.
Okay, anywaanywaymore sad thoughts, I have to go shopping since maa, papa and Kartik are coming, I have to buy something for them; I'm thinking of buying a saree for maa, kurta for papa, and a T-shirt and jeans for Kartik.
Oh yeah! One more exciting thing! I've booked flight tickets for Maa, papa, and Kartik!! They've never fitted in a plane before, and...yeah, I did take a loan of some more than 15 thousand for this, but they deserve it! It's the best airline in India currently 'Ahuja Airlines'.
The plane on which Maa, papa, and Kartik are coming is 'Ahuja Airline, plane No. SB781' I'm so excited; it'll be their first time sitting in a goddamn plane! I'm grateful that I'm able to make my family happy, even a bit.
It's already evening! I'm back from my shopping, it was great, just how I wanted, I put the shopping and sweets bag away and finally laid down on the bed. It's 7:38 right now. The flight is at 7am tomorrow, and they'll reach at around 8:30 am, so I have to wake up at 6 am to pick them up since the airport is an hour away from my place; I am done.
I set the alarm for 5:45 and went to sleep, I don't know why I'm having a weird feeling about this flight...
