𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐇: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

"Hello, Juhi. Kal mera thoda sir dukh raha tha, isiliye baat nahi kar payi," I said as soon as Juhi picked up the call.

"Arey di, koi baat nahi. Abhi kaisi hai aap?" She asked, yawning over the phone call.

"Tu ab tak nahi uthi, 11 baj rahe hai. Din sir pe aa gaya or tu ab tak so rahi hai, college nahi Jana?" I said, almost yelling at her.

"Chill duhhh, I don't have any classes today, that's why I'm sleeping carelessly. Maa baba also didn't wake me up, so that's not my fault. Or vaise bhi, mujhe kon sa subah subah uthke bang deke logo ko jagana rahta hai murge ki tarah, so take a chill pill," She said childishly, and I chuckled at her cuteness.

"You know what, choti chipkali, I'm missing you-" I said, smiling, and she laughed, whining like a kid.

"Diiii, come on, I have a beautiful name, stop calling me chipkali. You know what, you yourself are a crocodile, a giant crocodile, so stop calling me or I'll call you Croco Diii from now on-"

"Teri yahi bakwas bahut yaad aati hai-" I said, and she chuckled.

"But you know what, mujhe aapki bilkul yaad nahi aati- ab finally ghar me koi nahi hai jo Baba or Maa ko mere khilaf bhadkaye- ab koi yaha nahi hai jo aag me ghee dalke mujhe or zyada dant padwaye-" She said, giggling.

"Ha ha, very funny. Aaj hi baba ko call karke bolti, kitni careless ho gayi hai 11-11 baje soke uthti hai-" I said, mimicking her.

"Diiii- please nohhhhh-" She said, whining.

"Why would I-" I said, and she chuckled, saying,

"Diii, you know what- Juhi apne Dii ke bina adhuri hai, mujhe aapki sabse zyada yaad aati hai- aapke to Jiju bhi hai vakt guzarne ke liye- mai to bechari abla naari hu-" She said, teasing me and making me annoyed. 

I cut her off and said,

"Bakwas mat kar soja jake."

"Okay, thank you. Love you. Good night-" She said hurriedly and cut the call before I could stop her from sleeping again, and I just chuckled.

Now what should I do, I think I should talk to my Baba. 

I'm missing them so much, their little Nok Jhok is my therapy. 

Only watching them fighting and arguing with each other can fix me now. 

I said and sat on the bed, then called my Baba. 

Maa and baba were working in the kitchen, so they were talking with me while putting the phone on speaker. 

It was so peaceful to talk with them. 

I miss baba ke hath ke parathe so much, wish I could go back home and live with them for a few days. 

I wanted to live my life freely, and happily, just like it was before Dheer's death.