HOME IS WHERE YOU ARE [COMPLETED]

WHEN THE PETALS FELL

It's been three days I haven't met D...
      I cried at night. I still can't believe that my naive D can do this kind of thing... Breaking his father's saving without letting him know.........
       I never wanted him to protect me....
From the day 1, I protected him.
But maybe this time I wanted his concern.....
     I really hoped his fear towards me..... He didn't think about my safety before entering that creepy jungle.
           We know each other for so long but... Didn't he realized that it can harm our friendship???
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D didn't call me. .....  He was also absent for three days.
This time I don't wanna know why is he absent.

         After three days I went to Uncle John's shop for some music CD...... My father runs a business outside the hills.. So he returned home after a very long time. I want him to listen some good music.

Uncle John : Where is my another candy? ☺

Me: I don't know(while checking the CD )

Uncle John : Hahah.. You two had a fight again☺☺...don't worry...

Me: I am okay uncle... There is nothing to be worry about... (I took two CD... Places it on the table)
   Here.. I'll take these..

Uncle John : but my child... Your worry towards Darshan is reflecting in your face. ☺

I touched my face and thought that.... Yes... I am worried about him.
     I am worried about his father's action... What if he slapped D again??....... Then uncle said..

Uncle John : the young love I can see in these eyes.... Enough for me to relive my childhood again ☺☺.

       Uncle John's wife died after three years of their marriage. Mumma told me.
    He really loved his wife. They were neighbors also a very good friends like me and D... But some incurable disease took her from him.......
          From then... He is alone.  But the love he shows to everyone.. Is priceless.
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        D didn't pay him a visit in these three days.
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         I went to our place... I know that he will  not be there.

   I took out my harmonica and tried to play with it. But...... It's not creating any music...
      Great... It's broken.

I watched the stream and remembered the D I knew... The D I am missing right now.... Bubbly stupid idiot D.... Who asks for pencil in exam.. He was like...

"Give me a pencil na... I'll bring it tomorrow pakka... "
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