The Binding String

T H I R T Y - S E V E N

Mihir copied steps of actor Saif Ali Khan and at last pointed at Ishita's picture which was placed on Raman's working desk making Neil burst into laughter. He joined Mihir soon and both started to dance humming the chorus music making Raman hit his head with his palm.

Dono ke dono. Meri mat maari gayi thi jo inhe yahan aane diya. Dost nahi ab dono mujhe ghost ki tarah pareshan karenge. (I was fool who invited these stupids here. Now they will trouble me like a ghost.) Raman cursed his friends under his breath helplessly looking at Mihir and Neil who were still dancing this time playing the song on YouTube.

"Abe Oye saste Saif Ali Khan. Jaa jaakar kaam kar apna." (Hey you the local version of Saif Ali Khan, go and do your work.) Raman put the music off and barked at Neil making him giggle, "Aur tu Delhi ke Mr Bean, teri meeting thi na, Indonesia ke clients ke saath? Woh tu khud karne wala hai ya main asli Mr Bean ko bulau?" (And you Mr Bean of Delhi, as I remember you have meeting with Indonesian clients right? Are you going to that or should I call real Mr Bean?)

Mihir and Neil put their forefinger on their lips trying to suppress their laughter and retired for there work humming the music aloud making Raman more irriated. Raman threw his body back on the reclining chair with a slight smile on his lips. He wondered why never he gave a thought of love in their relationship, he took almost ten years to realise his love and dependency on his wife, Ishita. He know he was fool back than but he won't be anymore, if love is what resides between them than he will try his best to make his love accomplished this time. Raman closed his eyes and recalled the best moments he spend with Ishita in all those years and when he opened his eyes he found his little daughter stood infront of him rubbing her eyes.

"My darling. You awake?" Raman scooped Roohi in his arms and kissed her forehead lovingly. He settled her on his lap knowing well she is still sleepy and might take few minutes to get awake finally. He cocooned little Roohi in his arms and realised how wonderfully he had fell in love with his daughter and his wife. Indeed Roohi is the sole reason who helped him in coming close to his family second time. The father daughter duo spend the next few hours together, including feeding Roohi fruits at evening and arranging games with her until clock struck five and they retired from office to pick Ishita from university.

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Later when Raman and Roohi picked Ishita up, instead of driving back to home they went on long drive. Raman's excitement and zeal was surprising for Ishita mainly who was unable to get the reason behind his teenage like dimpled smile. Throughout the ride Roohi and Raman were singing the songs playing in FM, giggling and enjoying everything happening around. Roohi had bought the Barbie Doll which looks like Snow White and Roohi was going all gaga on her making her parents laugh. Once they reached back at home, Raman got busied on an official call where Ishita took Roohi in bedroom to change her clothes, her little darling ate Chole Bhature along her Papa at Haldiram Outlet and appearently she is not going to eat anything now. Ishita made Roohi sit on the bed after changing her clothes and sat beside her taking hairoil bottle in her hands. She started to apply oil in her hairs listening her talks regarding her school and the games she played today followed by the pampering she got from her Papa in his office.

"Mumma can you apply oil to this doll hairs?"

"No dear. Her mother had already applied oil in her hairs, that's why she has such long hairs." Roohi looked at her mother with amazed eyed and than her doll who's silky hairs were flowing.