The Binding String

T H I R T Y - T H R E E

Ishita had assigned to teach special topics to previous year batch of post graduation, the silent class with serious face soon broke into grin seeing the cute girl looking at them and yes there was no studies after that. The already bored students pleaded their professor to end the class as they were more interested to meet the little guest. "How do you came here Roohi?" Ishita asked in surprised tone.

"That aunty was sleeping Mumma." Roohi shurgged off her shoulder passing i-am-innocent look to her Mumma, and then shyly hide herself behind her Mumma's legs, slowly peeped from sideways feeling lots of curious gazes of elder Bhiya and Didi on her. Ishita knew the studies weren't going to happen now, the reaction of childlike class was saying so. She introduced the class with her daughter and everyone got busy in playing with her which soon joined by faculty members since it was first time they met Ishita's daughter and that evening Ishita had to give everyone party which she was supposed to throw after Roohi's birth.

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The two days happened same in university but the only difference was Roohi befriended with the other lady and gents teachers of the department and her most of the day passed playing with them. And on third day, Raman took responsibility to take Roohi along him. "Ishita yar tum dekhna main kaise Roohi ko strictly rakhoonga. Tumhari professorgiri toh chali hi nahi uspe." Ishita raised her brows with sarcastic expressions hearing her husband self praising continued to pack lunch box for two.

"I hope you succeed in what you said." Ishita replied with a hopeful sigh and handled the tiffin carrier to his driver Suresh.

"Matlab tumhe mujh pe doubt hai?" Raman followed his wife with surprised tone who strode towards bedroom to correct her saree and wear regular accessories.

"Doubt? Mujhe yakeen hai..........." Ishita replied with a wide smile making her husband happy but his moment broke soon when she completed her words, "ki tumhara koi bas nahi chalne wala hai uspe."

"We.shall.see.madrasan....." Raman twitched his lips with annoyance and got a hit on his foot from his wife making him yelp. Ishita picked her bag and walked towards Roohi's room to check her.
"Roohi don't trouble Papa. Okay." She kissed her both the cheeks after straightening the pleats of her frock and adjusted her hair clips. "Mumma is leaving. Bye bye." Ishita waved a bye to father daughter duo and left for university fetching her car keys. Otherside the excited father daughter duo entered in headquarters of PSR Globals through private entrance. Roohi was awwed seeing such a huge building made up of glasses and so many people's greeting her Papa. She remained holding her Papa hand when he took her in his chambers, enjoying all the attention she was receiving from every person present on the floor. Raman pushed the door of his huge chamber, welcoming his daughter who came there for first time and Roohi's excitement had no words to describe. She was ecstatic and overjoyed seeing the huge room with ultra modern looks, the chambers were on the second top floor of the building, making the entire Delhi visible through glass panels, Roohi ran towards the end of the chambers and adored the crowded roads and cars running on it which appeared too tiny to her. The chambers had three sections, one with private office of Raman, another one a conference room and third one a TV lounge with restroom.

"Papa this is so beautiful." Roohi spread her hands and jumped around everywhere. Raman picked his happy daughter in his arms and replied, "Do you know Papa have a surprise for Roohi." Roohi flickered her eyelids curiously when her Papa took her towards his desk and pointed at something.

A picture of her and Mumma.