Nearly Perfect (on hold**)

3.) The New beginning

And before we could realize we were on the plane going off to India. Nic trying to hide his grief was listening to his iPod, eyes closed. Sam was hugging Mr. Cuddles (her teddy) telling him that it will all be fine. I was very upset and I cried so much that I fell asleep. Next, Nic woke me up. We had reached the Indra Gandhi International Airport, New Delhi. You could see the enormous smile on dad’s face. Mom and dad seemed very happy with the shifting. All we could do was pick up our bags, load them in the cab to go to the new house in Dwarka. The new house was beautiful but that did little help to cheer us up. We went inside to find all the furniture kept messily in the drawing room. We went to our rooms to freshen up. All of us had different rooms. Our rooms were on the first floor. On the ground floor was mom and dad’s bedroom, his study, kitchen, drawing and dining room. Upstairs was a terrace and around the house was lush green lawn. It was already eight and all of us were tired. So dad decided we go to some nearby restaurant and start the unpacking from tomorrow. We still had a month for the school to start. At the pizza hut we sat on the table eating cheese pizza planning how to go about the setting up of the house. We planned to complete all the setting in a week. And then we will be off to some of the places of historical importance in Delhi and its proximity. And then obviously get into a good reputed school which I guess won’t be a problem knowing that Mrs. Bisht the principal of Delhi Public School Dwarka is our family friend. You see my mom’s mom was her mom’s best friend and so in their childhood they had been best of friends. So I am quite sure all will be well with us. I ate my pizza dreamily thinking about what Taylor would be doing right now what, and how many more surprises the time had in store for us. After the dinner we went back home. We laid the foams and the bed sheets on them to sleep together on the floor in the drawing room. We had to sleep well because tomorrow was going to be a tiring day. Sam slept just next to me with Mr. Cuddles. I closed my eyes and small, colorful memories of my home, the real one back at L.A. started to swim around in my head. Taylor’s last hug and the A-T pendant she gave me as a souvenir. Blurred images of my school campus and the cafeteria seemed to taunt me. I was missing everything. From Danny, the street dog who welcomed us just before entering the house wagging his tail playfully to the church where I used to go every Sunday without mom or dad’s permission with Taylor and her granny. I was going to miss everything so much!!