Broken Wings

Thoughts Of The Past

Stephie was sitting on the chair across Sharon's bed and was working on laptop. Sharon was watching her intently. In the past few days that Sharon had spent with her, she had started liking her a lot. She reminded her of her own self five years ago. Vibrant, young, confident and determined. Swayam had taken full care that she never gets bored. She recalled her first conversation with Stephie

"What? You are studying creative writing?" Sharon asked shocked with the new imformation.

"Yup!" Stephie answered smiling an enthusiastic smile as they changed flowers in the vase.

"I don't understand! Then why did you sign up for a caretaking job?" Sharon asked her confused.

"Oh! Well I need to support myself. My parents do send me money every month but then that's for study. It's not like I don't like creative writing I do. I love it. It's just I don't want to give it up on my passion. So I earn it myself to keep it going." Stephie replied looking satisfied with how the vase looked with fresh flowers.

"And what's your passion?"

"Ah! I like playing different musical instruments. So I need to learn them and for that I need money. I went to this Job centre which has small part time jobs for you know retired, unemployed people so yeah! I wanted something where I can even work and study. So I thought this would be perfect. I met Sir and he hired me." Stephie told her completing her story to which Sharon smiled.

"Sharon see! Do you read detective novels? They are fun! This one is great. You want me to buy it?" Stephie's voice broke her trance as she as usual excitedly sat beside her with her laptop and tried to make her buy a book even after Sharon telling her that she did not like reading books because she always lose interest halfway. She was a poor reader.

"No! Swayam loves Sherlock and there are days when he sits in front of TV and watches BBC Sherlock on loop. And my mother told me that the kinds of books you read in your pregnancy or do anything for that matter it has an effect on child. So yeah! I do not want another Sherlock Holmes in my life." Sharon said huffing at the thought of it.

Stephie laughed aloud hearing her and said "Okay! So what do you want? Another little Swayam?"

Sharon's smile faltered at her question. Another Little Swayam? Another Little Swayam? Does she want her baby to be like Swayam?

Stephie stared at her waiting for an answer "Swayam wants a baby girl." She answered softly leaving her actual question in mid-air.

"Oh! Daddy's girl huh?" Stephie rolled her eyes in excitement and the visual  of Swayam with a small girl in his arms unknowingly brought a smile on her lips too and she repeated in a trance

"Yeah! Daddy's Little Princess!"

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Swayam pulled the car into the driveway and set the engine off. He looked at the glass door of the two storied building and sat in the car still trying to think if it would be right or not. Rey was his best friend since college and has always been there for him and he was his only hope at the moment. If he needed to find out the entire truth then he would at least need to start from somewhere. And there were so many things which he needed to get out of his system. He needed to see Rey.

He stepped out of the car and made way into the building which read Reyaansh Sighnaina Law Firm. Rey was a management student with Swayam in his college not because he wanted to study the field but because he was the favorite obedient child of the house and his parents wanted him to take over their business and that it had been their dream.' But after the end of first year he knew he would never be able to make clear college if he continued. So he took his mark sheet and went to his parents and told them that he didn't want to continue management and instead wanted to study law. Result was he got himself landed in the exam hall of law entrance exam six months later on the cost of the favorite child crown which was passed to his younger brother.