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Sri Guru Ram Dass Jee International Airport,

Amritsar, India

After picking up her luggages from the luggage area Shehnaaz came out from the airport. She saw Shehbaaz was waiting for her outside the gate.
As soon as he saw his sister he came running to hug her tightly.

While hugging her tightly Baaz said,
"Kaisi hai Sana tu? Tu soch bhi nahi skti maene tujhe kitna miss kiya itne saalon mein!"

Sana: "Mae badiya, tu bol itna patla kaise ho gya tu kutteya?" While laughing happily.

Baaz: "Mae Gym jaa raha hu... Chal jaldi gaddi mein baith, pura ghar tera wait kr raha hai!"

They broke the hug and went to the car. It'll take another 1:30hrs to reach  Beas. It's the mid of February and it's too cold here in Punjab.
Shehbaaz was driving the car whereas Sana sat behind the car. Their car was moving along the highway piercing the wind. It's just an another bright sunny winter morning in Punjab but for our Shehnaaz it's special. As soon as she opened the window a gust of cold wind touched her body.
"I was missing this badly... Yeh ganne ki khet, yeh mitti di khushboo, I was missing everything!"
Shehnaaz closed her eyes with a smile of contentment on her face.

Beas, Punjab, India

After a long journey of 1:30 hrs they finally reached their home. Shehnaaz came out from her car and saw her parents were waiting outside the main door of their house. As soon as she saw them she ran towards them like a child. She hugged both of them tightly. It was a very emotional scene to be witnessed. Everybody's eyes were moist. Finally her parents got back their daughter after so many years.
"Sana, meri bacchi tusi kive ae?" ,asked Mumma Gill cupping her face in her hands.

She was crying. Shehnaaz wiped her mom's tears and hugged her tightly.
"I missed you so much Mumma..." , she whispered.

"Papa tusi abb bhi mujhse naraz ho? Baat nahi kroge aapni Sana se?" ,she went to her father after asking this who was facing his back towards her.

She turned her father towards her and hugged her by saying,
"Oye Papa, tusi ro rahe ho? Maat roya kro...dekho mae wapis aa gyi na?" , tears were rolling down continuously from her eyes. She was sobbing resting her head on her father's chest.

Papa Gill hugged her back.
"Naraz nahi hou toh aur kya hou tujhse? Kitni baar bola tha wapis ghar aaja pr tune ek shuni meri? Bachpan se hi ziddi hai...ek baat nahi shunti... Bachpan se agar tujhe chittar pada hota toh aisa nahi krti..."
He broke down in tears.

"Saari gal itthe hi krni hai ya fir andar bhi chalna hai? Dadaji aur Beeji bhi andar Sana se milne k liye taras rahe hai!" , Baaz said this wiping his tears.

They entered inside the house.
"Dadaji..." Shehnaaz was screaming and hopping like a child around her grandfather.

"Aa gyi meri bacchi... Kive ho? Dada ki yaad nahi aai itne din?" His voice trembled from emotions.

"Tusi kaise ho? Aisa kade ho sakda hai ki mujhe mere handsome Dada ki yaad na aae?" She hugged him from back and kissed him on his cheeks.

After meeting her Dadaji, she went to meet her grandmother.
Her grandmother was sleeping as she wasn't well. Shehnaaz entered in her room and sat on her bed beside her. She put her hand on her forehead caressing it gently. Tears welled up in her eyes seeing her Pyaari Beeji in this condition.
"Beeji..." ,she called her in a low voice.
Her Beeji opened her eyes and seeing her granddaughter after ages tears rolled down from her eyes.
"Aaaa... Gg... Gyi Sana? Aankhe taras gyi thi... Bohot saal beet gye tenu dekhe huye...mera baccha, tusi thik ae na?" She asked in a shaky voice.

Shehnaaz held her hands and wiped her tears with her fingers.

"Beeji, mae itthe thi nahi matlab aapne yeh haal bana liya aapka? Tenu paata hai na agar tusi kuch ho jaave toh mainu khudko kbhi na maaf kr paaungi?" , Shehnaaz cried.

" Roo maat meri baachi, abb tu aa gyi hai na abb dekh ..... Teri Beeji...."
She could not complete her sentence and started coughing and breathing heavily.

Shehnaaz became scared and was calling Shehbaaz in panic.

Sana: "Beeji aap kuch bolo maat... Dekho mae aa gyi na... Shehbaaz.... Jaldi aa!!!... Shehbaaz!!!"

"Ki hoya ... Chilla kyun rahi hai?" Shehbaaz came running.

Sana: "Woh dekh na Beeji kaise khaas rahi hai aur shaansh le rahi hai zor zor se!!!"

Shehbaaz came near her bed and injected her some medicine. After sometime she fell asleep and calmed down.
Shehnaaz was watching everything silently with teary eyes.

"Sana , she is fine now... Abb aisa hi hota hai... Tu tension maat le... Jaa jaakein room mein rest kr..." , saying this Baaz left.

Shehnaaz left the room crying. She went to her room to freshen up and laid on her bed closing her eyes with a heavy heart. Suddenly she felt a hand on her forehead and she knew who's this. She held the hand and kissed it with a smile.

"Chal, baccha niche chal... Tere liye tere pasand k garam garam aloo ke parathe banaye hai maine... Thande ho jayenge..." ,Mumma Gill smiled.

"Mainu abhi nahi khaana, pehle aap thodi der baitho mere paas..." Shehnaaz hugged her and rested her head on her shoulder.

Mumma Gill caressed her hair and kissed her forehead. There was a silence between them, the silence of love, the silence of peace.
Mumma Gill rubbed her back and said, "Chal puttar, bohot der ho gaya... Abb aakein khaale aur phir thoda soo lena... Bohot thak gyi hai mera baccha...aaja...phir lunch k baad dher saari baatein krenge hum dono Maa-beti milke..."

She pecked on her cheek and left.
Shehnaaz was missing this care, she was missing this love, she was missing the warmth of her mother's lap till now.
She was about to leave her bed when a message popped up in her phone,
"Welcome home!"
After reading this a smile appeared on her face.


(To be continued...)

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***Author's Note***

Hey guys... Here's the 4th part.
I know I'm late but after today's news of Irrfan Khan I was so upset and not in a mood of writing but still I've written this for you.

Hope you'll love it.

Stay tuned to know what happens next...
Whose message was that?

Please do vote, comment and share if you love it as it works as motivation for me.

Stay safe. Stay home.

Lots of love.

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