[Completed]A Tale Of An Indian Wattpad Writer

Chapter 16

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Holding hands with Arnav had initiated some emotions inside me which I didn't know I had.

I was feeling special. It was strange and a miracle for me to witness a person change one eighty degrees.

I couldn't believe it was the same person who had hated to see my face.

As we walked side by side, Arnav didn't say anything. But the silence was lovely. His hand was comforting.

I didn't know where he lived but he was heading with me in my house direction so I guess his house was somewhere on the way.

We kept walking and I realised we were near my neighbourhood.

I think Arnav knew where I lived but I don't know house.

He released my hand from his hold and suddenly I missed his warmth.

I knew he was doing the right thing. If anyone saw us holding hands then it would create a disaster. Walking alone with him was also inviting gossip but I didn't want to ruin the improvement that we had made by pointing it out. And I wanted it too.

He turned towards me and looked at my eyes.

I was dumbstruck at the intensity in them.

"I should leave now" His sentence was to the point, no further explanation.

"Oh-Okay" I didn't know what else to say. I may have been a fun loving girl but I had moments where I was too shy and it was one of them.

I didn't know what made encouraged him to change his mind about me but he took my hand again and squeezed it. I didn't know what to do but I was happy with what was happening at the moment.

I could see the next scene of my story. I realised may be Shravan could change and my story could lead to some new direction. Ishita could talk with Shravan now without being afraid of his hate.

Not all stories had hate in it. Even life how harsh it may be, had some moments where you forget all the bad things and appreciate it.

Arnav turned back and walked towards the direction that we had came from.

I realised that his house was not on the way to mine and he had walked for me this long distance. It made me realise how sweet he was, a gentleman.

Definitely I was dreaming or I had entered into one of the novels I loved to read.

As I saw his figure disappear, I pinch myself just to check if it was real. The painful sting on my hand made me realise how hard I had pinched my self and that it was all true.

After a moment of standing there, I walked ahead towards my house.

As I entered I saw my mother and Nani sitting on the couch and enjoying some mother daughter time.

They turned towards me as they heard me approach.

"Aesha, how was your day?" Mamma asked with a smile.

"Very nice, mamma!" I replied excitedly.

"Let me guess, Jenny and you made up?" There was hope in her eyes.

"Yes!" though it was not only reason for my happiness but I was not going to share the other one and especially when Nani is present.

"Thank Lord Shivji! It would have been really sad if you too had not made up. After all, you have been friends from years"

I just nodded and smiled.

"So this girl keeps fighting with others? Arguing with others is not a good behavior for a girl." Nani said in a cold tone.

Talk about my happy moment! She always had devious ways to ruin them!

I just glared at her.

"Nahi Maa, Aesha is a good girl and she never fights. It was just a small misunderstanding and nothing else" Maa explained in a soft tone.

Nani just nodded but her face showed she was thinking something else.

"What was the name of her friend you told?" Nani asked to Mamma

"Jenny" Mamma replied.

"What type of name is that?" She asked outraged.

"Its a sweet name" I replied

"Thats means she is not a Hindu!" Nani said

"Yes, she is Parsi." I was confused at her anger.

"How dare she mingle with them? Don't she have any Hindu friends? How dare you allowed her to be friends with a non Hindu?" She shouted at my mother as if I wasn't there.

This made me livid.

"Who cares what religion she has! She is my friend and a very nice person. Mamma knows her very well and she doesn't care because she knows that people are people not Hindus, christians, muslim or Parsi! How could you have such backward mentality? I tolerated whenever you insulted me but I would not tolerate you insulting my friends! And I am glad that Mamma is nothing like you." I realised I was holding my breath and tears were falling from my eyes.

Nani was shocked to see me like this. She didn't expect me to protest like this.

Mamma had a sad expression on her face. She was torn between her mother and daughter. It was a difficult situation for her but she knew I was right. She liked Jenny always.

I decided it was better to leave so I ran towards my room and cried on my pillow.

I didn't know when this discrimination was going to end and when was India going to be free. When would a person have freedom to choose whoever he wants to be friends with, without any barrier.

Again wrote from phone.

Not edited and sorry If I have hurt anyone.