17- Father's Sand Castle

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  • Dedicated to Vajeeha Andaleeb
                                    

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Hey All!

Well, as you’ll notice, this time I have tried to reflect some of Aarav’s feeling. The story from Aarav’s point of view.

So I have dedicated this Chapter to Aarav.

I hope that I am not disappointing you.

If I am, do let me know.

I am not sure if, you are going to like it.

*Fingers crossed*

Anyways, if I didn’t get enough response for continuing to write, I might as well stop writing.

I just hope that some of you are still interested.

Okay, then, go ahead read it. And well_ let me know if you like it.

Enjoy Reading! :D

 

Chapter-17

Father’s Sand Castle

 

 

Aarav’s POV:

“Don’t mind him, my brother is little crazy.” I said.

Yeah whatever you say was pinned on Aahana’s face.

 

As much as I do not want to, but Aahana’s face holds my interest. Seems to absorb me, completely.

 

When the first time I had seen her, her face was a mixture of sorrow and anxiety, which was clearly reflected on her face. I could that much out from the gestures of her nervously fiddling fingers, entwined and rubbing against each other as if to give rise to warmness.

“Di! Bhaiya! Hurry!” Ella shouted from the exit door, loud enough to let the entire neighborhood hear.

“Coming!” Aahana responded, for once matching her enthusiasm.

Her voice, sweet dripping with kindness and seems like soft feathers like waves hitting me.

 

Urghh! Shut up!

 

Never mind, its just normal for boys like me to think about a girl like that.

Walking swiftly, Aahana and I reached the door and Ella tucked both her hands in each of our’s hand and we walked to beach in silence other than  Ella’s continuous chattering.

Little girl is really adorable!

 

I smiled inwardly.

Ella shrieked, “Oh My God! I am here! Di I am here.”

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