Chapter 20

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Aarav's POV:

The ride to home was in utter silence and once we reached leaving all those bags she just ran out of the car...

She was angry with my stunt...

And so was I...

Taking the bags I entered the house while Mami patted my cheeks saying "Freshup fast...I made your favourite biryani today"

Forcing a smile on my lips I passed the bags to Mami and slumped on the couch in the living room and closed my eyes

And the next second a splash of cold water hit my head "Let him cool his head first" I knew it was witch spitting fire and opening my eyes I saw her standing with a glass in one hand and the jug in the other while she added "Need more??...Take it" saying she emptied the whole jug on my head while I silently allowed the water and her anger both to cascade down my burning head

"Deepali" Mami came yelling and wiped my hair with her saree while she roared on my face "I hate you AD" my witch stormed out

"Phir se??" (Again) Mami asked... I nodded and she slapped her forehead

"Go talk to her" she suggested and I stood up while I heard Mami again "This is the second chance you both have got...don't let anything break your bond because we don't want our kids to suffer anymore"

The intensity of her voice expressed her concern towards her kids...

While I was taking baby steps towards her room many memories engulfed me and all of sudden my feet felt heavy to step forward...that was the first time I was going to her room after 6 years...

The small room that once was my only world

I stepped inside the room and standing right in the centre of it my face glowed up with our childhood memories...

Her room was still the same...it was full of her essence..same baby pink colour walls...the study table where we used to sit for hours doing our homework was at the same place...

I looked at the corner where for the first time Deep slept on my shoulder and I captured our moment in the phone and a pleasant smile crept up my lips...

The walls were filled with the frames of our childhood photos...

Photo of me backpacking her

A photo where I was in a devil costume and she was standing next to me making finger horns on my head...

A photo where she was wearing a witch costume and I had a long hair wig on my head twinning with her

A photo where I was making a mouthsache on my face with her braid

A photo where we had chandamama mehendi in our tiny hands i.e a big round at the centre with small dots surrounding it

A photo where I was riding her on my first cycle

A photo where we are applying colours to each other

A photo in which wearing raincoats we were leaving paper boats on the side drains of the road

A photo where we were tapping each others nose with our index fingers while our lips were pouted cutely

And then there was a big frame of my most favourite photo that was right at the centre of all frames

It was when we were passed our 10th std exam

I was hugging her sideways with one of my hands around her shoulder from back  and the other one from the front while she was hugging me sideways around my waist...both our eyes were fixed at each other and a big smile adorning our happy faces

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