Let's start this chapter with a
Eeeeeee smile....___________________________________
__TRISHA__
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Dada is taking a stroll around the garden.
After instructing his maid and nurse , I paid him a visit.Dada--" Where are you up to this time my lady?"
I smiled.
He was on his wheelchairs... I sat on the ground supporting on my knees.Me--" I am leaving for few days Dada. Promise me , you'll take care of yourself!"
He stroked my hair with his weak hand.
Dada--" I always want you to stay away from this mansion.. it's a prison for you."
Maintaining the smile on my face I replied..
Me--"Don't worry Dada.. Everything will be over soon, then both of us will leave this house... Remember our plan?? "
He smiled and nodded.
I handed him over a booklet..
Me--" Choose one design from this untill I return okay? "
I hugged him before leaving.
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|8.15 pm|
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Railway announced the whereabouts of out train and also alarmed it's passengers that it will leave the platform within 15 minutes.
I was struggling with my heavy ass huge suitcase, can't figure it out how should I carry it and put it inside the bunker.
Boys are busy arguing who will take the upper berth.
Ughhh!!!
Then a pair of hands held the suitcase.
Mild smile appeared on our faces.Jyugal--"It's heavy!"
He lifted up the suitcase and put it on its place.
Darshan--" Yaar tu hamesha aisa karta hai..."
Sid--"Kya kya ... No.. dekh... From the upper berth, I can take good pictures of you!!!"
Hardil--"Dekh... Pictures are not important.. it been a long you two haven't spent time together... So... You guys should take the lower... I am taking the upper..
Darshan--" Oho.. aye bade.. I am done talking to you guys... And I don't need pictures.. I am taking the upper berth..
Sid--"Arey... !!!
Darshan--"Tu Window k bahar wali pictures le lena..."
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