It started with an impulse

8. Aath

"Hey!" Luv protested but everyone was already laughing their minds off.

"That's disgusting Luv, even for you," Aunt Lasika shook her head pretending to be disappointed.

"Hey! Not my fault when my dad was fascinated by the same collection in the Jockey store, only that he was not able to find his size!" Luv threw his hands in the air as Kush started snorting in laughter.

"Yeah dad, I still remember you trying to sneak my cake away," Kush spoke in between his laughter.

"That was cake and this is my imbecile son's dumb collection of underwear we are talking about, how in the hell can they be related?" Uncle Aadarsh exclaimed incredulously.

Kush clicked his tongue, "That's the catch. When you don't spare a simple cake, you don't spare anything, not even undergarments."

Uncle just continued to give him a blunt stare not making out much of his son's side of the argument.

"Stop it, you disgusting guys! People are trying to eat here, and the last thing we want to hear is an underwear talk," Anjali snapped after choking for the third time in the row.

Thanks to Daksh and the pain reliever, my ankle was bearable. I was able to walk like a regular human. Though I had an urge to revisit the Raivardhan mansion, I avoided doing so to maintain my dignity. I didn't want to be seen as a desperate female who had lost all her dignity and drop at the place where she least belonged. Wouldn't want to have that now, would I?

After brunch, we headed to the Batra family's new farmhouse. It was on the outskirts of the city. They had a few horses in a stable, around some ten cows and a whole herd of sheep grazing on the pasture. On a small pond at a corner, few ducks quacked. The shrubs of wild Indian flowers ran around the perimeter of the pond. It was such a pretty sight to see.

A cozy wooden cottage rested in the middle of the property. We were spending the day there, enjoying the picnic. I tried to learn horse riding, the keyword being 'tried'. The horses seemed to have a thing against me. They dropped me down twice leaving me with a painful back, kicked Luv and Kush who tried to hold them while I tried to hop on them, and ran around wild like they just escaped a prison. None of the horses let me sit on them, not even one! And it broke my heart because horses were my favorite animal. I have had always dreamt of riding one. Like forever.

"See, you are so horrible that even these poor creatures fear you, they have the sixth sense you know?" Kush shook his head as he came to stand on my one side.

"Poor animals, I just hope they don't die of heart attack at the end of the day," Luv said from the other side of mine.

"Really? Am I that horrible?" I could feel my bottom lip quiver as my eyes started to fill with unshed tears.

"Yeah," Luv nodded seriously.

"Absolutely," Kush agreed.

"Mommy," I let out a loud sob as I walked in a random direction with a broken heart.

Anjali came halfway with a pissed off look. She gently supported my frame with her delicate hands and glared at her brothers, "Idiots."

And then she led me towards the female population of the group.

It took the rest of the day for everyone in consoling me and scolding Luv and Kush. Only after that, the troublemakers retained themselves from causing any more havoc.

In the evening we had a barbecue party and danced and danced before finally heading back to Anjali's house. The next day was partially spent getting over the toll of the previous day. Everyone was tired beyond expectation. Ritika who couldn't keep her eyes open, she ended up dropping her face into her food and started snoring. Luv and Kush were so tired that they resorted to their smirks than laughing or even taking a pic of Ritika.