DQ#1 Thousand Reasons Why

Something Should Be Done

Aradhya's POV

I was looking at the books which were in the floor. I sighed deeply before picking them up from the ground. It was weekend and I was arranging the books as I got a day off. We have a big collection of books. In our house back in Dubai we had a study room to keep the books arranged but this house here is very small and there is not enough space to adjust our stuffs. So, the books were not arranged yet. I just thought to  find out space for my books. I have read them long back. At least I want to see them before my eyes. Smell of the books always soothes my soul.

" Kya ker rahi ho, Ari?"(What are you doing, Ari!!!) I found Mom standing on the door step and I chuckled.

" Arranging the books, Maa." I said to her.

" Lekin Ari, hum yeh books rakhenge kaha?" (But  Ari, where will we keep the books?) She asked me. I chuckled.

" Main manage ker lungi, Maa. Aap khamaka tension maat lain." (I will manage, Mom. You don't worry.) I said to her.

" Aaj Sunday hain aur tum yeh saab leke beth gyi!!!" (It's Sunday today and you are doing this stuffs?) Mom asked me. I smiled.

" To aur kya kerna chahiye, Maa?" (Then what else should I do, Mom?) I asked her.

" Bohot kuch hain kerne ko. Lekin sabse jaroori cheez...." (There are a lot of things to do but the most important thing is...) She said and walked toward the couch as she sat there in a relaxing posture. " Aaram kerna chahiye." (You should take rest) she said and I chuckled looking at her.

" Haan woh to hain. Bohot din hogyi movies nahi dekhe." (That's right but it's been long haven't watched movies) I said to her.

" To aaj raat dekhte hain na?" (Let's watch movie tonight.) Mom said.

" Haan dekh to lete, Maa lekin kaal subah phir jaldi uthna hain na. School jana hain. Next Saturday. Pakka dekhenge." (I would watch movie with you, Maa but I have to get up early in the morning and go to school tomorrow. Next Saturday we will definitely watch movies) I said to her and she nodded.

" Exam kab hain tumhari?" (When is your exam?) Mom asked me.

" In 2 months." I said and chuckled. " Agar main fail hogyi to aap gussa nahi karoge na?" (If I fail in the exam will you mind?) I asked. She chuckled.

" Nahi. Situation hi kuch yesa tha... I can understand." (No. Situation was very complicated here... I can understand that.) She said and I nodded.

She talked to me for awhile then she went to meet Mrs. Bradley. I was arranging the books and suddenly I found the old family album and I smiled opening it but my smile faded away as soon as I found the photos of my childhood with my father. I took the photo and tore it into pieces before throwing it into the trashcan. I hate him to the end. I just hated him. There were a lot of photos there with my father's family. I kept the photos which were with my mom and her family and my aunt Archana. I took the the photo album and walked out of the house before throwing it in the dustbin. I was really very irritated seeing this before my eyes again and again. I walked in and took my phone to call my aunt Archana. It's been long since I have talked to her. She picked the call up after 3 rings.

" Kaisy ho,Meri Jaan?" (How are you, darling?) She asked me and I rolled my eyes.

" Are you drunk?" I asked her.

" Nahi, Meri Jaan. Gussa kyun kertay ho? Sorry bola na?" (No, my love. Why are you angry still now? Didn't I say sorry?) She asked me and I rolled my eyes.

" Kya rahi hai? Aap set per ho?" (What is happening there?! Are you in the set?) She asked me.

" Tumhe kaisy pata?" (How do you know that?) She asked me and I rolled my eyes. My aunt works as an assistant of some daily soap producer. She used to want to be an actress once upon a time but then she changed her mind.

" Aap aisaa behuda harkat sirf set per hi ker saktay ho." (You can act this weird only in the shooting set) I said to her and she chuckled.

" Achha, chhodo. Tum bolo tum kaisy ho?" (Let it go. You say how are you doing?) She asked me.

" Main thik Hoon. Aap kaisy ho?" I asked her. She chuckled.

" I am great." She said to me. I chuckled. "Tumhari maa kaisy Hain?" (How is your mother?) She asked me.

" Maa bhi thik Hain." (Mom is ok) I said to her and she chuckled.

" India kaab aa rahi ho?" (When are you guys coming to India?) She asked me.

" I don't know." I said to her. I heard her sighing deeply.

" Kya tumhare Papa phirse woha much hangana khada Kia?" (Has your father troubled you guys again?) She asked me.

" Phirse matlaab?" (What do you mean by again?) I asked her.

" Kuch nahi. Buss yese hi poocha." (Nothing. Just asked you like that) she said.

" Kya chhupa rahi ho, bus?"( What are you hiding from me, aunty?) I asked her.

" Kuch nahi, Ari." (Nothing, Ari) she said and I sighed.

" Bolo." (Tell me) she said. She kept silent for awhile. " Agar aapne mujhe nahi bataya to main aapse kabhi bhi baat nahi karungi."(If you don't tell me then I will not talk to you ever again.) I said to her.

" Ari, he wants to take you back to him." She said and I narrowed my eyes.

" Kyun?" (Why?) I asked her.

" Woh to nahi paata lekin Sargun said that to me a few days back." (I don't know that but Sargun said that to me a few days back) she said and I sighed deeply. " Even they reached your mother in Dubai to talk to her about this and they hired people to kidnap you as well." She said and I was wondering why is he so desperate to get me back?!!

" Is that why we moved to London?" I asked her.

" Haan. Shivani ne call kiya tha mujhe aur saab kuch bataya." (Yes, your mom called me few days back and told me everything) she said and I sighed deeply.

Now I get it why we have shifted to London in that hurry. Mom kept me in dark. May be she didn't want me to be stressed. Something should be done about my so called father and his dear wife. Something should be done!!!