CHAPTER - 12

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I exit from the kitchen carrying two bowls full of dry fruits

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I exit from the kitchen carrying two bowls full of dry fruits. Keeping the bowls on the table I clap my hands, "Have this!" I exclaim and settle on a chair.

But Mishti, Arya and Aryan are too busy with Clay. Seems like Aryan and Mishti are making Cars while Arya keeps watching them as she plays with a small round of clay which Mishti gave her to keep her quiet from asking thousands of questions.

Masi, Mom and Meera left the very next day we came back from the case. Though I wanted them to stay here but then Meera will also stay here so unwillingly they had to leave and unwillingly I stood quiet and let them leave.

The day we came back was memorable. We came home in the morning since I and Mishti were drenched in rain the entire night we caught a cold. Masi had asked Mishti and her friends to join us for breakfast. I and Mishti couldn't stop but keep sneezing the entire day, Mom rewarded us with a good amount of scoldings while Masi made soup for us. As if that was not enough Shreya and Sam added their teasing glances on our way followed by Arya and Aryan's laughing session at our situation. Kunal didn't leave the chance to embarrass me as he added, "Were you guys together last night? I mean only you two caught cold while Sam and Shreya are all fine"

I glared at him but Mishti's blushing face somehow cooled me down. Everyone was happy except, Meera. As if I care about her!

That night with Mishti was so damn peaceful. I didn't even know what was happening, it was as if I am dreaming! Whatever happened, felt right, felt like this should happen.

It was Saturday, I came back home at 6:30. I met Shreya and Sam near the elevator who stated they are going to someone's marriage, Mishti had once mentioned she doesn't attain marriages because she finds it boring! She feels that the brides cry for no reason, her point of view is like marry when you are happy. Few days before marriage they enjoy all the ceremony, they engage in shopping and on the day of the wedding they realise, 'Oh, I am leaving my parents!'

Reaching my flat I notice Mishti, Arya and Aryan planning to have fun. I have no interest in clay and stuff so I just thought to watch them.

"Aryan, is this fine?" Mishti questions as she shows some shape made out of clay.

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