chapter 1: First Impressions

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Mumbai International airport. 

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A 20 year old,  Avni was sitting at the airport, waiting to board her plane.  Angry at the world,  angry at life and angry at her mother. Neela ma. 

'Why?'she thought. 'Why?  Neela ma? Why did you have to stop me? I was so so close at taking my revenge. Two days and everything has changed now!'

She glared at nothingness in front of her. 

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Precisely 2 days ago, she had got the information from a trusted source that, Dayawanti Mehta had succeeded in turning her aman, the sole reason for her existence,  her long lost baby brother,  into a cold hearted criminal just like her. He was caught in a hit and run case, while driving under the influence of drugs. 

As soon as she heard the information,  she saw red. Furious eyes and a determined mind thought only one thing. The evil had to die. avni took out her gun, loaded it with all the six bullets. Determined to end the whole thing that night itself. ' tumhare papon ka ghada bhar chuka hai Dayawanti Mehta, ab to ya tum bachogi, ya mein.'  saying this she proceeded towards the door, when a sharp hand on her hand, yanked her back, and threw the gun out of her hand. 

The noise made by the tumbling gun brought her back to her senses. And a sharp slap echoed on her face. 

Neela ma was crying. She had slapped her and was crying like a child. She cupped her face and said, 

" baccha,  ye kya kar rahi thi tum. Hosh me aao. Avni, itne saal laga diye mene tumhe us aurat se chipa ke rakhne me. Tumhe avni se ananya banaya. Kyu, baccha?? Taki tum ek criminal ban jao? Taki apni poori zindagi jail me kato?" she cried, shaking avni's shoulder. " kabhi apni ma ke baare me bhi socho Avni. Tum aesa kuch karti to mera kya hota? Huh?? "

Giving a long pause, she turned neela ma turned away from her and said, " bas bohot hua. Me ab tumhe iss badle ki aag me nahi jalne dungi. Tum yaha se jaa rahi ho!"

"ja rahi hu? Kaha? Iska kya matlab hai ma? Mein aapko chod kar kahi nahi jaungi." avni cried. 

" baccha tumhe ye sab chod kar ek nayi shurwat karni chahiye. Aur yaha rahogi to wo kabhi nahi ho payega. Tum wo mass communication ka course karna cchahti thi na. Me tumhe uske liye Boston bhej dungi. Haa, ye sahi rahega." neela ma said. Broken. Trying to explain it to Avni as well as to herself. 

" par ma," avni protested. "mera badla?" 

" tum uski chinta mat karo. Mein apne tareeke se uss aurat se badla le lungi. Par tum ab iss me involve nahi hogi. Aur ye final hai avni. Mujhe koi aur discussion nahi chahiye." saying this neela had walked off. Leaving avni behind.

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So today, 2 days later, she was sitting at the terminal waiting to board her flight. She hadn't spoken to Neela for two whole days. Longest than ever since she could remember.  But last night, when she had silently packed her bag along with neela, she hugged her mother tight and cried her heart out. Both the ladies with tear -stained cheek and feeling the pangs of impending seperation. 

She remembered the moment,  and started missing her mother already. 

Suddenly her eyes fell on a guy, dressed in leather jacket and wheeling his way on a skateboard.  A carry on bag on his shoulder and big head phones on his ears. 

'what a wanna- be' she thought. And didn't give a Second glance to the guy. 

Sometime later, a big bout of laugh caught her attention. she saw the same guy teaching how to skate-board to another little kid of some fellow passenger and this put a momentary smile on her glum face. Nothing major. Just a small smile. Just then the boarding announcement was made. And she proceeded to board the flight.

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Neil khanna was wheeling his way through the airport. Loud Linkin Park music blasting in his ears. He wheeled through the boarding area. And his eyes fell on a beautiful girl.  Her kohl lined eyes trying to convey something, something he had no idea about. She had big chunky jewelry on her. And he thought, how did she ever manage to pass the security gate. And chuckled at an image in his head of her setting  up all the alarms on.  

He gave her one more look and thought that she was a grumpy little girl. Nothing special but the  sheer gloom surrounding her added to hee beauty. Then he proceeded to the opposite side, when a kid approached him and asked cutely if he would teach him how to skate board . He laughed at the child's innocence and started playing with the kid. 

He was bloody excited . his spirits so high that it was rather infectious. He was going to London . For two freaking years. Was going to live alone ,for the first time in his whole life. all alone. in a new city starting a new chapter of his life. And was looking forward to it. 'No more mumma's nagging' he thought.  and a huge grin lined his face. Seconds later he thought,' but I'll miss them. My home, my room, bebe's murrabba sandwich , his and his papa's serious yet funny talks and his mumma. Every tHING About Her' 

. But he didn't let that hamper his excitement . He pulled up a jumping stunt on the skateboard for the delight of the kid as well as himself and proceeded to board the flight. a big goofy grin on his  face.

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That is it for part one. Nothing special. No wind blowing or no violins playing. just one normal glance . THAT TOO FLEETING!

what do you think is in store for them. tell me !!

Lots of love!

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