Getting Back Together

My story

"You don't have time to call? I followed you on your accounts. And I saw that girl" he said

"Shh.. We broke up" I whispered him

"So what are in these bags?" Ishku asked

"Chocolates and things. For you guys"

I opened the bag of chocolates. I sort everything and told them to give these after dinner.
I also opened the items for the older people and gave them what they want. My uncles would demand for liquor but I have nothing so I said next time..

After those, Ishaan led me to my room where I used to stay.

It was still good. I remember memories here. I dropped my bag, removed my shoes and sat on the little sofa I have.

I can still remember when I was young, I sleep in this room. Harper would sleep here with me because I was too afraid of ghosts and imaginary things that haunted me as a kid.

But before those.. I'll introduce myself first..

I'm Spencer Raj Brar, a 20-year old bachelor from Florida. I'm half American-half Indian. I finished college with a degree on Bachelor of Arts. My dad called me a failure because I didn't survived engineering. Growing up as a kid, I always idolized my granddad who brings me to his office when he got time and told me successful stories of him. I told him, that when I reach 21, I will be a millionaire. Fate just killed my vibe, now I'm 20 and got nothing to do with my life. I'm just here, sitting and trying to move on from my ex girlfriend. I don't think I can achieve my promise. I think I can't do millions. There's still a side of me who says

"Go Anand! Never give up on your dream. You will be a millionaire"

I still have faith on myself. I know I can do it but I don't know how to start. Nevermind, I'm still a man of cheerfulness after all.

The new sheets came, it was my favorite ones. Mita knows what I love..

"Anand, your sheets. Can you help me change them?" Mita asked me

"Of course, Mita. And you choose my favorite ones from years ago" I cheerfully said

"My grandson, once a favorite is always a favorite"

She finally recognised me as one of her grandson. We changed the sheets and she gave me slippers to use though I used to be in slides when I'm at Flo. They're J's too.

Later on, she left my room. I still found the old toys that I used to play with..

When I was a kid, I was sent to a school where we were taught of unusual mathematics and used to train our minds by solving different types of Rubik's cube aside from the usual school things. I learned to solve maths using abacus with large numbers. I finished my grade school there. Until my granddad sent my dad to US for their company expansion, we as Bhairaj's family was taken to US to continue living. Adjustments were done, drastic adjustments. I studied in an American School. I was struggling because my accent isn't usual to the ears of my classmates though my mom taught me to properly pronounce words because she was a language teacher.
Not long until math class, I got nervous because my teacher called me over my exam papers. My teacher was shocked because I almost got everything right. She suspected me that I am cheating. She called mom and dad in school and studied over the matter. As a kid, I did not liked to be called a cheater so I challenged my teacher that she will set another set of mathematics exam of the same lessons for me to prove that I'm not cheating.

That night then, dad flogged me a lot of times but I told him that I wasn't cheating that's why I had the guts to challenge my teacher to make new exam for me..