Tum Mjhe Yaad Karo Ge!!! ✔

Part 2

Garima was sitting in the living room. The whole Gupta house was in deep silence.  After much difficulty, Buaji and Payal were able to make Shashi sleep. Khushi was in her room and Garima was too shocked and hurt to understand the situation. Buaji and Payal decided to leave her alone for the night and talk to her in morning.

Garima was holding her head in her hands, her elbows resting on her knees. Suddenly, she heard a sound. Startled, she looked up to find Khushi looking at her.

Garima averted her eyes, ashamed of her deeds which casted her so low in her family's eyes. Khushi was standing there in white dress. Her face void of any makeup. Her hairs were open, moving slightly with breeze. With slow steps, Khushi came near her.

Khusi. She breathed, as Khushi knelt down in front of her.

Amma. Khushi called. It was 2 am and both mother daughter were wide awake, sleep was far away from their eyes.

Hamari baat manein gi? She asked. (will you accept my wish?)

Garima nodded, gulping her tears.

Hum ap ki goad mein sir rkh kr sona chahte hain. Hum bht thuk gaye hain Amma. Humein apni goad mein letne den gi ap? (I want to sleep by keeping my head in your lap. I am really tired. will you let me sleep in your lap?)

Garima suppressed her sob, as she took in her daughter's feelings. How tired she is, just because of her.

Come. Khushi led her in her room, as she nodded her head. Garima sat on the bed and Khushi kept her head on her lap, laying sideways.

Garima slowly moved her fingers in her hairs.

Khushi sighed audibly,

relaxing her mind,

giving rest to her nonstop thoughts,

giving break to her tears.. 

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Amma, preeto ka koi phone nai aata?? Wo hamein bhool gai hai kiya?? Khushi said out of nowhere and Garima stiffened at the question. (Amma, Preeto don't call now? Did she forget about me?)

Nevertheless, she said, us ka phone aata hai Khusi, wo theek hai. Apne ghar mein masroof hai. She gulped. (her phone come, Khusi. She is alright just busy in her hoom)

Khushi nodded her head, Acha hai. Wo tu apne ghar mein khush hai. (That's good. She is happy in her home)

Holding Garima's hand, she played with her fingers, circling her rings.

Amma, Happyji ka garage theek ja rha hai!?? (Happyji's garage is going alright?)

Garima was really confused both at her invalid questions and timing.

Han Khusi. Un ka garage sahi ja rha hai. Bht gahak aa te hain. (Yes, Khusi. His garage is good. Many customers come.) Mother-daughter duo was conversing as if they had a normal day and it was time for gossip now.

Acha hai. Khushi said. (it's good)

Some time passed in silence.

Amma, Hum Lucknow walay ghar kab jayen gai? Khushi again asked. (When will we go to our home at Lucknow?)