Mohsin's pov
"What will you do when you have a desire , a reason to finally live , breathe , open your eyes but your own life starts backstabbing you , costing you something for every gram of air you breathe , every ounce of light you reflect or every mass you displace. how will you react? Will you start losing your mind, breaking into innumerable pieces or will you stand strong fighting for that one reason you have to live? "

I held a fountain pen in my fingers , clutching it tight , weaving my memories in the form of words which I don't think would be enough to describe what value every moment holds in my life.
Closing my eyes I tried to recall every crucial detail , like a film reel running in my head.
A sly smile appeared on my face, as I saw a girl of 14 years old dancing, giving it her best.
That was my Shivangi. As the moments keep reversing , My mind finally stopped at the day where it all started leading me to the best people , my everything.
The meaning to my Unjustified life.

6 years ago
"Mom you cant do this to me". he exclaimed with tears brimming in his dark brown eyes as the door closed leaving him all alone in a big mansion which was more like a palace. . His back hit the door as his pale body made him fall down on the cold floor. What was his fault he wondered opening his eyes that he has no one to love him. His dear mom just left him alone to sustain his not so cool life in a city named Gangtok without giving a proper. He by birth was a citizen of France but he never imagined he would be left alone in a small city of that place where he didn't even know a being. He was the son of one of the richest people in the world but what was the use of that because money cannot console him or fill his wounds.He can't be in love with money. Whipping tears from the eyes he roamed his eyesight to scan thr surroundings , A house as big as palace and as quiet as graveyard, with minimum rays of light making their way from curtained windows. He got up from the ground dragging his feet slowly as he looked around , and was welcomed by a huge portrait of his Grandmother, he exhaled in an audible sob.  The day she left him , every fallen apart particle went through multiple division , making things worse.

" Stand up!" he heard a familiar voice .
" You aren't made to be broken mohsin !" Words echoed in his head , as he saw his grandmother's serene face , dressed as an expanse of pure white serenity , glowing , emitting her own light from a distance.
He perplexed and blinked his eyes to assure himself he wasn't dreaming and a hand gently Caressed his forehead pouring love with every touch , his eyes relaxed in a moment as his pain flew away.
" Fate tests those , who have capability to face it .It chose you because they know my mohsin is strong , too strong" she smiled in a satisfied way and he looked at her with amazement.
"Dadi" he whispered
" You will make a happy you , for you! Promise me?" She asked cupping his face
And he nodded in agreement with tears flowing from his shinning eyes.
His grandmother smiled , and placed a deep kiss on his forehead forcing him to close his eyes with peace as his grandmother disappeared in thin air.
When he opened his eyes, he was welcomed by eerie silence again , he got scared and looked around to find his grandmother but she was no where.
"Dadi" he howled panic stricken but he realised he was just hallucinating ,his most beautiful dream again.
But he looked up and smiled at portrait.
" I will. " he whispered with determination in his voice as he made his way to open the curtains , letting in hope, brightness and A start of new beginning inside the house , he will soon convert into home .

As days passed by , he got used to his new life , made few friends , met few people , made his place in their heart because of his loving nature. He replaced the cravings of family with people he got happiness around in Gangtok.

One fine day he was walking on the sleek streets of Gangtok shooting generous affectionate smiles to children walking home from school , they gave him happy grins. He wondered how happy they are in their currently uncomplicated life unaware of the actual world waiting for them to face it. As he was marching forward looking at his feet when he bumped into someone with a massive sound as the things fell on street.

He looked up as his eyes met with a horrified boy same as his age probably.
His things scattered on road.

"Can't you rich brats see and walk?" He shouted in aggression.
Mohsin felt Hurt as he too bent down on his knees to pick up his stuff.
The boy looked dishevelled , worn out and His clothes were creased.

" Sorry !" Mohsin murmured with regret seeing his state.

"Well a sorry of you can't get me the money to pay the rent , but the things you just destroyed would have ." He said sarcastically still picking up things which were almost broken .

" Hey! I can pay you for whatever loss you had." He warmly suggested like a gentleman .

"Yeah you typical rich brats ! " The boy sarcastically chuckled Throwing his head back which made Mohsin angry.

"Can you stop judging people for a minute boy?" He said angrily shooting draggers at him.

"What you are Rich! You are a brat!Rich Brat" he concluded dabbling his hands in the air.
"Well I might look rich but I an poorest here. But you won't understand. Now Get up let me help you carry these to your house I am paying for all of this." He said sighing looking at him .

The boy looked at him perplexed.
"Are you doing charity?" He asked in a sarcastic tone.

"No I am paying for the thing I suppose I destroyed." Mohsin said calmly.

"Why do want to help me in carry these back home?" He asked pouting like a child.

"Certainly I am not a brat you thought I am. Buddy!" He smiled lifting the things up in his hand and giving up hand to the boy to stand up. The boy gave him a tight lipped smile and got up carrying the remaining things.

They walked by the street side by side with eerie silence between them.
Mohsin gave him a glance and decided to break the silence.

" What's your name and age high tempered guy?" He asked casually teasing looking at him.
The boy glared at him and then his eyes softened.

" Aarush Joshi.I am 16" He replied sighing.
" What is your name " I am not a brat" boy?" He countered back teasingly.

"Mohsin khan.I am 16 too" He replied sadly.

" Umm . Are you the son of that big businessman Umm what this name Junaid khan? He thought loudly looking at him in confusion.

"Ironically I am , but it doesn't matter. Leave it.I am Mohsin khan. A Human." He replied looking here and there trying to change the topic.

"Sorry! Sorry! For making you uncomfortable. " He stuttered apologetically.

"Nevermind Aarush!" He signed.

After that silence prevailed between them again. Aarush looked at him from head to toe . No one looking at him can tell he was son of a massive billionaire.
As he guided him to a small house situated in a shabby colony.

" You can leave from here , If you want." Aarush suggested embarrassed.

"No no , I Will accompany you to your house." Mohsin replied determined .

Aarush shrugged and guided him inside.

As soon as he opened the door of the house a female voice came
" Did you sell the showpieces Aarush and got the money? " The lady in her mind 40s came running from the room worried and then her eyes fell on Mohsin.

She got little self conscious and adjusted her duppata.

" Who is he aarush?" She asked looking at him questioning while raising her brows.

"Mom , he is mohsin." Aarush said in warm voice.

"Oh! Hello Mohsin! Please come and sit." The woman offered him in a motherly tone mohsin just smiled and looked at aarush who too nodded his head.

"Aarush where did you meet your friend?" The woman enquired her son.

Aarush rose up and told her mother the incident of them crashing into each other and him agreeing to pay and also how he helped.

"Son!You really don't have to do this." Aunty looked at him sadly .

" Oh no aunty , First of all you are calling me son and then not letting me make redemption for my mistake too?This is wrong aunty." Mohsin quivered like a child. "Please let me pay." He insisted.

"Okay beta but on one condition you will have your lunch with us." The woman offered caressing his shoulder .

Mohsin got emotional and nodded with a grin .
"Its been so long I had home cooked food." He uttered sadly

"Huh?" The woman said confusingly.

"No no.Aunty nothing." He smiled trying to cover up but all that didn't go unnoticed by Aarush.
He decided to ask him.

" Aarush take mohsin to backyard , while I prepare the lunch Your father must be on his way. " The woman instructed her son and he nodded. Mohsin smiled seeing both of them , something he never got.

As aarush took him to the backyard , they heard the beautiful sound of rhythmic footwork of ghungroos and a girl was dancing gracefully with perfect moves to the classical music.
"Oh that's my sister, Shivangi." Aarush said proudly and mohsin smiled "She dances really well" he praised as they both watched her dance without blinking their eyes especially Mohsin. As the music came to end Shivangi tuned and was greeted by one familiar and unfamiliar eyes. She took our her gungroos and walked upto two smiling figures.

" My Lady monkey dances pretty well.Be careful next time the earthquake might come." Aarush laughed teasingly as Shivangi gently hit his shoulder pouting.

"Your Dance was awesome. " Mohsin praised as Shivangi looked at him uncomfortably but blushed a little unknown to her.
"Thank you." She said softly tugging her hair strand behind her ear.

"Shivangi he is mohsin ." Aarush said introducing mohsin to his sister.

" Hello Mohsin!" Shivangi smiled slightly and Mohsin smiled back.

"Shivangi can you come here and help me in kitchen?" her mother called her .

"Coming mumma!" She replied back.

"Excuse me ." She said to mohsin and aarush and went inside and mohsin and aarush nodded.

Mother told Shivangi About mohsin in the kitchen and his help to them and Shivangi she felt thankful towards him.
His eyes and smile had left some effect on her. She shrugged off her thoughts and helped her mother in preparing the lunch.

On the other side Aarush and Mohsin had a light talk and they bonded pretty well. With that Aarush finally thought of asking him about the earlier thing he said.

"Mohsin Do you live alone?" He asked calmly. Mohsin looked at him and sighed in pain

"Yes I do." He replied sadly looking up ar the sky .
"Oh." Aarush nodded , he now understood him a little. He was different . He wasn't the brat. He cared about people.He was a good human.

"So how do you manage?" Aarush asked him in a warming Caring voice.

"I don't know the answer myself.My mom left me here few months back alone and sends me money.My dad well he also sends me money. Basically its all a lot of money with no people or family around." Mohsin signed fidgeting with his fingers.

Aarush sympathised with him .He felt his pain right in the heart. He kept his hand on his shoulder as a gesture everything will be alright and Mohsin just nodded in no.
With Aarush mohsin felt some connection from the moment they bumped into each other. Talking to him he didn't feel like he was talking to someone he just met but to a person who he can tell anything. Mohsin felt good with him .

"Friends?" Aarush forwarded his hand for a handshake.
"Nah. Brothers!" Mohsin said affectionately and pulled him in a hug with he reciprocated with similar enthusiasm.

Soon after they talked for a while casually on topics like basketball and football and found certain similarities like liking basketball etc . When they were called for lunch.
Aarush's father was already home and yashoda aunty informed him about Mohsin too. He was thankful to lord for sending the angel to them in tough situation and also thanked Mohsin As Mohsin gave them money .
He wanted to make the suggestion to them to move in his bungalow but he decided to chunk off the thought and Suggest it later sometime. He liked the family. His entire life he dreamt to have a happy family like them but god never did justice to him. He smiled looking at them all and felt a feeling of belongingness among them.
On the dinning table Aunty set up the food and served them.

As Mohsin ate the first bite of food he felt heavenly , he never ate something so simple yet to delicious.

"Aunty I love this.I never ate something si delicious" He exclaimed excitedly like a child and  Aunty smiled seeing him , her motherly heart knew he wasn't faking. There was a child like glitter in eyes.

"Thank you Beta(Son)." She replied smilingly.

"Yashoda! The food is actually tasty." Aarush's father praised it while aunty blushed.

"You too Suman!" Aunty said embarrassingly while everyone on the table chuckled.

Shivangi noticed how friendly Mohsin was. It didn't look like he just met them.
He was already like a son to them all.
She smiled intently to herself seeing that.

Last time everyone thanked mohsin for his help as he decided to leave.

"Beta, you can come here anytime you want." Aunty said in a motherly tone caressing his face.

"Of course aunty. " He smiled his fullest to her.

"Thank you beta." Suman uncle said for the nth time.

"Uncle we don't thank Our son's." He smiled at him and uncle just nodded in agreement.

"Bye aunty , bye uncle." He said with enthusiasm.
"Bye Shivangi." He even told her and she waved her hand  and smiled as he anr aarush made their way out.

"Bye brother. Next time it should be you at my house. " Mohsin said Hugging Aarush..

"And you can show your not to brat face here anytime you want." Aarush said chuckling as Mohsin nodding .

Later he left.

Days passed like this. Mohsin and Aarush got pretty close. They started hanging out daily at evening . Mohsin also got close to Yashoda aunty as she treated him like her own son . Suman uncle too developed a strong likeliness towards him.
With Shivangi they got free and bonded well. They started talking like friends too. Shivi also got comfortable with him with his frequent visit to their house.
The condition of Mohsin's family was also revealed to them and they made him feel like home everytime he was around.

IN EVERY EXPECT MOHSIN GOT THE FEELING OF FAMILY WHO GAVE HIM A JUSTIFIED REASON TO SURVIVE AND BE HAPPY.

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