Popcorn

5. We meet again

Mumbai

The car halted in front of an elegant white double tier house with a beautiful lawn in its front and a serene pond in the corner. Getting out of the car, Amitosh and Malini stood beside each other and smiled at their first home. The house though not as big as their mansion in Pune held the most beautiful moments of their life. The home which they built with their earnings, where their grandkids were born and where they lived until they got retired.

"Dadu, Dadi let's enter." Rachna spoke pulling her long hair into a high ponytail and tugged her grandparents inside the house.

"Namaste Dadaji and Dadiji!" Nirmal, their loyal house keeper in his mid 30's rushed out and greeted them folding his hands.

"Namaste Nirmal bhaiya! You have maintained the house neatly." Aditi complimented as she gazed at the living room which was speck and clean..

"Thanks, Aditi"

The living room with a classic look had a beautiful seating area with a large LED TV mounted on the wall. There where two bedrooms in the ground floor and three more in the first floor. Each room well furnished with rosewood complemented the classic interiors. Rachna and Aditi decided to share a room in the first floor as the drama queen Ayushi wanted a whole room for herself.

After settling their things in the room and a sumptuous meal, the girls flopped on the bed to take a short nap before getting ready to pick up the Arya's from the airport at late evening.

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"Di, I'm hungry. I will go drink tea and come." Aditi said to her sister looking at the nearby tea stall in the waiting area.

"Okay Adi, be near the car they will be here within few minutes." Rachna told and took the placard from her sister. Aditi then disappeared into the crowd to quench her hunger. Ayushi kept herself busy playing Subway Surfers on her phone while Rachna stared blankly at the arrival gate. Suddenly a hand waved before her breaking her trance.

"Hey, that's us!" A man with a flowy hair and a pleasant smile in a light blue t-shirt and white jacket paired with black pants pointed to the placard.

"Oh.... Hi, I'm Rachna Verma and this is my cousin Ayushi." Rachna introduced herself and peeped beyond him to see an old couple with vibrant smiles looking at her.

"Nice to meet you, Rachna! Myself Harshan Arya people like to call me Harsh. We have met once before. Do you remember?"

Without waiting for her reply, he added looking at his grandparents, " They are my grandparents. The ever-energetic young man Dheeraj and the most gorgeous woman Suchitra and that's my ......well good for nothing. ..Rakshan." He earned a jab from his grandmother on his back for the last comment.

The sisters gaze moved to look at a young man with medium trimmed hair and light stubble, wearing a three forth sleeve black t-shirt along with slightly wet khaki pants standing beside the old couple looking at Harshan with a not-so-good expression.

"Sorry Harshan, I don't remember." The straight forward Rachna replied trying to recall him in the back of her memory.

"Oh dear, that's absolutely fine. You were very young back then. Look now you have grown up to a beautiful woman and that's my younger grandson Rakshan." Suchitra spoke lovingly caressing Rachna's cheeks. Hearing his name Rakshan passed a smile to the sisters.

"How was the journey?"Ayushi probed.

"It was one of the best journey of my life." Harshan smirked at his brother.