"Life takes you to unexpected places, LOVE brings you Home !"
WARNING : THIS IS A PURELY FICTIONAL PIECE OF WORK. PEOPLE (S) MENTIONED ARE ALL REAL, LIVING AND IDENTIFIED. I DO NOT MEAN ANY OFFENSE/HARM UPON ANYONE IN THE ENTIRE BOOK ! JUST A WORK OF FICTION TO SUIT THE SITUATION !!!!!!!
All your doubts and curiosities explained in the following chapters to come :)
From here we go upward with joy !
Consider this chapter an Advance Birthday gift from my side to y'all *throws confetti*
#28K + counting .....
Can we get atleast 30K before we end the journey ?
*pouts*
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"India ?"
"Yes, baby"
"Mumma, weee going Indiaaa ?!"
"Yes, buddy. Get your Woody. It's time."
Daada was instructing Addu to pick up his favourite toy Woody - a stuffed owl, as we made our way to the car. Hurriedly, we packed our bags and stuffed it behind the car. Myself and Addu sat behind while hubby sat in the front. With a roar, we left towards airport.
Trees, pale blue sky and a miniature Eiffel whisked past us. As our SUV raced ahead, my eyes hooked on to the stunning landscape, struggling to keep in pace with us. Everything passed on like a blurred imagery. Nothing seemed still, no constant. Bright open sky changed it's ambience. Turned a shade of dark blue within seconds.
Clouds hurried to club together, making the view dense and dark. Tiny drops decorated our window screen like dew's sparkling in dusk.
Just as the sky screamed thunder with a flash, my own heart ripped apart in grief.
What did we just heard ?
Why did this news reach us ?
It just broke everything !
Our family, hope of never going back home, pledge to never turn back and to not let Armaan fall into our mess!
"Rain Rain Go Away"
Armaan had begun his poem recitation! He hates rain and is quite obsessed with this particular poem. His teacher says he recites this poem louder than other kids. His daada looked behind to see him hug his toy, gloom written over his face.
"Baby, we'll be in the flight soon. When we land in India, I'm sure it won't rain there. Okay buddy ?" Addu's baby eyes shone bright and he nodded with glee. "Mamma, quick. We go Indiaaa now." Glancing at my husband, we shared a pained look knowing what waited for us ahead. My mind raced towards the phone call, that shattered us and became a reason for us going back to our homeland.
FLASHBACK
"Please tell me what happened! Your scaring me baby" cupping his cheek I asked again. My own heart thumping bad with fear.
Hubby had received a phone call and he had it clutched it so bad that his knuckles turned white. Taking laboured breath he had disbelief hovering upon him.
Upon asking, what he said next crushed the ground beneath me and I collapsed on the floor next to him ....
On the other line was Appu, his voice heard after five damn years !
Apoorva Mehta. CEO of Dharma Productions. One of our closest pal and the right hand of Karan. He was family right from the beginning. He had a grave news for us.
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