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Aadhira- Aarti faceoff?

It was an usual morning in Bareilly. Aadhira saw her mother busy in her morning prayers.. She didn't want to disturb her, she left a note stating she is out to market to buy daily ration. Viren, who was busy in handling his cranky sister's tantrums.. failed to notice his another sister going out. Finally he was able to manage a crying Munni to take a shower and he also freshened up for the day.
He got down the stairs holding Munni along, saw his mumma talking with Buadadi over some matter related to the recording of her new song...
Gau: Buama, I know Viren and Aadhira are responsible enough to handle late night household chores, but I have no intention to leave them here all alone especially when their devil of a father is present! ( she sniffs in disgust)
BuaM: Chal Hatt! I know my Omki! He can never stoop so low to hurt his own ...
Gau: ( cutting her between) Only if he considers so! He never accepted any of us, one day he slapped Aadhira so hard that she got a cut in her forehead.. He can never be a man, he.is.just.a.monster! She intended to spit some more in disgust, when she felt BuaMa haven't spoken a word..
BuaMa: ( In a broken voice) When my Ratan died, I took over Omki's responsibility as my own son... I never thought I would turn out to be such a bad mother.
Gau: I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to hurt you..
BuaM: No no puttar, you know when Omki was little, he always got beaten up by his father because he always stood up for his mother to face his monster father's wrath.. I felt so hurt to see his bruises...
He used to tell me, when I will grow up, I will not let anyone mistreat my children, I will give them all what I yearn.. A normal family and I will don the hat of a pampering father..
( holding Gauri by shoulder) was I too bad as a mother that I lost my soul son too?? (Breaks down in tears)
Gau: ( chokes) BuaMa..
Viren and Munni were listening all this standing at a distance.. Viren failed to control his tears and fumed in anger, only if  he knew why his mother's husband couldn't acknowledge them as his own children..
He stepped into his room carrying Munni in his arms, fell on the bed on his back and putting Munni on his stomach, he started talking
Vir: Are we misjudging Mr. Oberoi? May be he mistreats us for some other reason.. Can it be Riddhima aunty? Not sure- may be he wanted to marry her, but why is he here then- and wait! Did mumma say he is present here? She met him? Oh, I will definitely turn mad due to all these consequences.. Munny, you better watch out dear, thank god you are too young to handle these complicated relationships.. Munni??
Munni was looking at the wall brooding over something cooking in her little brain answered in a trance..
Mun: Daddy villain no.. Daddy good? Daddy ice creme, cheaps , play yesterday.. Daddy no hate us?
Viren's eyes almost popped out of the sockets hearing Munni's blabber.. Yesterday Munni and...Aadhira, they met him? He jumped out of bed to talk to Aadhira when he noticed her note. He decided to talk to her once she was back from market.
In meantime, market:
Aarti's POV:
Hmm.. the market is so colourful, so noisy and yes, so filthy. Ha! Am I talking about filth? Filth is my house.. The great Oberoi mansion, yeah really! We do have bunch of servants to clean the whole mess, but what about the filth that is inside the Oberois' head? If you are an Oberoi, you just have to scoff around showing off your naam- khoon- khandaan.. I hate being a part of this family.. And worse, a daughter! How I wish could just kick every fucking shit and leave the bunch of assholes.. My so called FAMILY behind.. Just like chhoti maa.. I always wanted to call her chhoti maa but  all thanks to my Daadi, Pinky Singh Oberoi who deliberately badmouths her and teaches us too.. I always refused. Why shouldn't I? She never differed between her own children and us. She used to be caring and lovely.. The one fact which I shared to be same with my parents, that is to love and support her moon and back. Though I was never supposed to show that love as I am quite a believer of silent love.. I also love my cousins... Viren, Aadhira and Munni... They are so different than the junior Oberoi clan, calm and resolved. I hate why chhote papa hates them for being illegitimate. I personally think if the kids are reared properly, they would become good persons, even if they are illegitimate. I was so angry with dad when he refused to trust chhoti maa being innocent and my blood boiled when chhote papa slapped her in front of everyone.. I didn't want her to stay back. I believe, she can only achieve the the goals she deserves only when she steps out of the mansion. I just punched the sandbag in my room vigorously that night, just to vent my anger out.. But I am really worried for her and my cousins now. How they would be.. Where they would be..how would she earn bread by now..
Bang!!
I fell in the ground and a shriek of a familiar voice took me back to reality. I  jumped off the ground to witness the most shocking scene of my life-
Aadhira! Aadhira!! Am I dreaming or something? No! My elbow is slightly scratched, its paining.. Then I'm awake. She is on the ground.. The products she bought were scattered around her, she was badly hurt at her knees and her palms were lightly bruised. She was struggling to get up and she finally shouted..
Aadh: You moron! Have you lost your eyes? Wait. Aarti!!
I was looking at her shocked.
Aadh: Oh, so you Oberois would spare us even here.. Aaargh!
I bent down to collect her things back in the bag and forwarded my hand to help her get up. She looked at me disgusted. She is just like chhote papa. Judgemental. I never showed much friendliness to her, my fault. Now she took me to be a member of her enemy Oberoi clan. Sighing in defeat, I pushed the bag aside and pulled her off the ground forcefully. She struggled to free herself but tripped to be saved by me from falling. I finally broke the ice and said,
Aar: Mumma took all of us here for a vacation, but now I understand what her plan is.
Aadh: So what are you waiting for? Gobcall your lovely family to ruin our  leftover self ...
I shoved my hand to cover her mouth and said..
Aar: Junior lady OSO, what is seen is not always what is meant. Stop judging me. Have I ever been seen taking part in your insulation drama? No na? Then let me help you get to your home and I would love to have a chat over breakfast.. I smiled.
She smiled back.
Aadh: Is Badi maa alright? When did she came back? How is Bade papa? Is everything fine back there?
I nodded assuringly to her and holding the not so light bag in one hand, I lend my other hand to support her to walk.
The crowd around us slowly dispersed, paving our way and we two same aged cousin sister made our way to Chhoti maa's HOME grinning widely at each other.

Long time, isn't it?
Well my exams are finally over and now I will update sooner. Sorry for being so late. Anyways, read, enjoy, vote and do share your thoughts in the comments.
Love, Sarani.