Watty 2019,2021,&2022
Arnav opened his soul to a girl, but he pushed her away just for her own good, Just for her own safety. But he had no idea she was carrying a dark past herself, a past which was her nightmare. Unknowingly, he pushed her back in...
Di Or Jiji =elder sister / Bitiya= daughter/ Chacha= Uncle / Buaji= Aunt /
Ma=Mom / Baba= Dad / DeviMaiya= One of the gods
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May 10th,2005
Lucknow
Khushi gave a little whimper of protest and turned to her side, ignoring her mother's call for getting up for the day. Instead, she snuggled her face on the fluffy pillow capturing the second one under her arm like the way she always slept with her mother snuggling into her chest in her childhood. She smiled, feeling her mother's caressing hand over her face, removing her hair. "Khushi! How many times I called you, but you didn't pay any heed to it."
Khushi held her hand under her cheek and snuggled into it, refusing to let it go while smiling. Garima couldn't resist smiling at her child and kissing her forehead. Her lips seemed rough on Khushi's soft skin. It seemed like yesterday when she called her Amma first time.
"Khushi! We are getting late, and you wouldn't love to start your first day late either...hmm."
She opened her eyes and smiled, seeing her loving Ma's face over her. The World would never go wrong with her today, and she knew it. Amma's smile lightened up every path of hers and others, yet her nervousness rose each second. She nodded at Amma's response and sat down while stretching her arms over her head, seeing her mother leaving the room.
She jumped out of her bed, removing her covers and her feet touched the green marble floor. Rain forest feeling seeped into her.
"Hello, Miss Anxiety"...
Khushi looked to her side "Mojo" was flapping his wings outside her window. A daily routine of his. He was Payal's parrot, loved to eat from her hands yet enjoyed chatting only with Khushi just to make Payal angry, but everyone was used to it now. He was a true member of this family, if anyone could ask.
"Good morning, Mojo" Khushi greeted him with her smile while getting into her slippers.
"me no, like it" Mojo's regular complaint about being here in India every morning didn't make her budge...
"Too bad, Mojo...get used to it because I love it, and I am not going back to Connecticut for a while, " she exclaimed with joy and stepped forward to the bathroom when Mojo's mimicking words pulled her lips into "O " shape...
