My American Boss. (A Billionaire's Love Story) (Pending)

Chapter 5.

Arohi

Today is Thursday that means it's Friday tomorrow. And Fridays and Mondays are the days when i go to the temple to pray. I have a small shrine in my living room but those two days are for me.

I visit the temple on these days, and it feels so good because in this foreign country that's kind of a conection with my motherland for me. And i think that's why i can live peacefully here in this not so familiar place. A visit to the temple twice a week works as an anchor for me.

My family is not a joint family because that consists of three generations living together under one roof, But i have a big family. After my parent's death, i had to move in our family home in Delhi, otherwise i was born and brought up in Lucknow.

The city of nawabs, the city of joy. My city which is so full of life. I love my city and my state and finally my country. All my friends were back there in Lucknow. Now some of them have their own businesses, some of them have their own startups, and other moved out to different places around the globe where their work took them.

Some are in the States as well, like Raghav Dwivedy, Sidharth Joshi, Shanaya Khan, and Armaan Daruwala. I have been friends with them since i was ten, and i miss them alot. That is why we meet twice or thrice a year sometimes more than that if we can. Wherever we are, we get together for our birthdays and celebrate them together. Or whenever one feels like it we plan our weekends accordingly. You know friendship is evrything right.

These things have been my anchors here, i don't know if i can hold myself back from returning to india if not for this all.

I'm here in America because my family wanted me to. They wanted me to move on. I still remember the last depressed conversation i had with my chachu. A month before i left for the States....

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I was sitting on my desk working on the draft for the meeting tomorrow. There was a knock on my bedroom door. I turned around to find my chachu leaning on the door jamb.

" What's up bachcha?" He asked me, coming towards the desk and sitting on the edge of the bed behind my chair facing the way i was.

"Nothing much chachu, just completing some reports. There's a meeting tomorrow for the HR department and the Marketing department."

He sat there, quitely, watching me doing my work. After some half an hour after giving the finishing touches to the report i turned around to find him sitting with his elbows on his knees leaning forward and deep in thought.

"What happened chachu you wanted to talk to me about something?" I asked observing his stance. "Seems like something's bothering you....thinking about something?" I added.

"Yes, i was thinking about you. Are you happy?" He asked startling me.

I was not expecting him to ask me anything like that, i mean i don't know if I'm happy or not. I never thought about that. Just kept on going with the flow without caring about anything even for myself. Cause it simply doesn't matter anymore.... If I'm happy or not.

So i just kept staring at him without saying anything. Because i knew whatever i say, i can't lie not to him, it was he knew me inside out we have always been so close to each other that we can't lie to one another.

We both know almost evrything about each other so i didn't even bother to say anything and kept staring at a spot.

"Just what i thought." He said straightening, "I already knew that you don't have an answer to that, and there is just one answer to that question, that you are not at all happy."

"What do you think, we don't see the reality behind those fake smile you force on your face, just to make us believe that everything is alright." He asked me softly.

"Bachcha it have been almost a year since that unfortunate day. How long would you suffer? Beta I'm not saying that you forget about them. But just asking you to don't try and recall the bad memories...., Think about the better days, remember the time when all three of you were happy, with everything and anything." He said while looking me in the eye.

"I know you miss them, i do too. They both were angels for me. They were the one's who changed my life, completely. Without expecting anything in return." He said refering to the fact how ma and papa took him in and helped him every way possible.

That is the story for another time, right now i was looking at him with tears in my eyes. It's always the same, whenever i remember their beautiful faces smiling at me, without any care of the world around us i can't stop myself from shedding the water.

I don't consider them tears anymore, i lost them all the day they died. But the water just don't run dry.