HOME IS WHERE YOU ARE [COMPLETED]

LITTLE THINGS

[SHAYANI]

The sunrays peeks at me from behind the leaves.
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.   I got up... Looked into the mirror.
Ughh...

   Even zombies are better looking than me.
  I washed my face... Then...

*knock knock*

Me: come in...

I turned... It's Father Richard.

  Me: Oho.. Good morning Father.!

Richard : good morning....

Me: Have I done something wrong?  Why are you here all of a sudden?

Richard : Done with your packing?

Me: Wallet , cell phone, two pairs of jeans and tees and my Bike... Yeah.
  Done.

Richard : That's all??

Me: I don't have enough things to carry with me.

Father smiled.....

Richard : well... You have to change your destination .
   I raised my eyebrows..

... You should go to Bombay,, not pune.
    
Me: Sorry.. I didn't get your point...

Richard : The person you are looking is in Bombay.
  
    I am not amazed that father is telling me all this... I am just grateful that he used his informer for me..... He never did that for anyone.

Me: wow.... Your informer said that??

Father nodded.

Me: So.. Your informer must know about him???  Can't he tell us the name...?  Or how is he looking?

Richard: no... He doesn't know either.
    He got the information from the hospital where she was admitted.

I looked at the father. My heart and mind wants to know everything whatever happened back then...

Me: Father... You do know about them right?  Your informer.... He told you something right?

Father took the boomerang in his hand...

Richard : She was admitted into the local cheap hospital.  Her condition was critical. He admitted her and left the hospital. He never visited her.
She was an orphan... Nobody was there who can take her responsibility.
   My legs started shaking.
I can't stand anymore... Through out my life... I made myself strong..unbreakable.  but... When the time comes... I don't even know that I could hold myself or not..
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     Although my veins are betraying me.... Still I said...

Me: What happened to her....?

Father came near to me... Put his right hand on my shoulder...

Richard : She couldn't fight on her own.

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My cheeks are still feeling warm.
      Stupid D.
We were kids back then. Tab sab chalta tha..!!!
  That doesn't mean he have to kiss me... Like that..
   Gaawwwddd.... My face is literally a tomato. Shiitt... How am I going to face him...

   Ohhhhh Gaawwwdd D...!!!!!!

I looked at my wrist. It's hurting.
   But when I remember last night.. How D took care of me... Whatever he said.... Means everything.
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