6 years. 6 years have passed since that unforgettable day in Mishti's life. The day she got detached from every thing she valued the most in her life. Her Abir, her Badi Ma and her Bade Papa.
Mishti Agarwal, a 30 year old woman, with long, black hair and petite body got up from her bed and opened her cupboard, pulling out an old, dusty box. Unlocking it, she picked up some photographs. The first picture was of her with her Badi Ma and Bade Papa. She caressed the picture, smiling fondly at that memory it held. She shuffled until she found the last picture - her and Abir's wedding photograph. They were so happy at that day. But everything went downhill after that. A sudden tear escaped her eye after the flashes of that day came into her mind.
"Mishti beta, khaana lag gaya hai, Pankhuri ko utha de aur neeche aaja jaldi. " A lady shouted from the living room.
" Aayi mumma! "Mishti responded and quickly wrapped everything up and shut her cupboard.
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Hey guys, so this was the prologue. The story is gonna get interesting. Please keep reading it further. Don't forget to vote and comment.
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