Aakarsh's POV :-

I woke up early morning, though, I usually get up before sunrise, but today I was earlier than other days, reason ---- the surprise thing which 'HE' was talking about.

I seriously did not sleep peacefully last night. My mind was continuously pondering over 'that thing'. I am still unable to decode his words and this whole surprise drama.

I picked up my phone and move to the terrace while checking some notifications, when a certain message caught my attention.

Last night Mr. Mehra was behaving very strangely over the messages, but he said he will call today, I'm hope everything gets clear.

"Krish, beta aaj bahot jaldi uth gaya?" I was pulled out of my thoughts with Mom's voice. I turned back to see her.
(Krish, son you got up too early today?)

"Kya baat hai? You look disturbed!" She frowned as she saw my perplexed expressions.
(What's the matter? You look disturbed!)

Last night too she had asked me if everything is alright or not, since I was quite lost in my thoughts while having dinner.

"Kuchh nahin Maa wo bas nind khul gai jaldi aaj."
(Nothing Mom, just woke up soon, today.)

"Tu kal se pareshan lag raha hai beta kya baat hai, bata na?" She asked caressing my face with her hands.
(You are looking disturbed since last night what happened son, tell me?)

"Maa it's just workload. A little stressed over the new deal I signed yesterday. Nothing serious, trust me."

Though, I tried my best to assure her, still she isn't convinced with my answer.
But, I can't tell you Maa. Everything has got a little fine after so many difficulties. I can't let it shatter again. I have to handle it on my own this time, without letting you people --- get affected.

"To itna tension kyu le rha hai, mera bacha bahot smart hai, I know Tu sab ache se manage kar lega." She said kissing my forehead.
(Then why are you taking tension, my child is very smart, I know you will manage everything very well.)

I noticed her face, she was looking weak. The fine lines of wrinkles, are the result of overstressing. My mom was never like this. She was the strongest person I could ever know. But nowadays, she has become more fragile. All because of that incident. Only if I had acted strongly and maturely, this wouldn't have been the situation.

"Mom ain't you taking proper rest? You're looking so weak and old !"

"Hawww....Tu kehna chahta hai main buddhi ho rahi hoon? Buddhe honge tere papa, main nahi; main to abhi bahot jawan hoon." She glared me playfully.
(Hawww....you wanna say that I'm getting old? You're dad has become old not me, I'm still very much young. )

"Oye main tumhe buddha dikhta hoon tumhe?"
(Hey, do I look old to you?)
We turned to see the source of the voice when we saw Dad coming towards us.

"Ab hain to dikhenge hi, dekhiye sach kadva hota hai par accept to karna padega na." Mom commented playfully.
(You look old cause you're actually old, see the truth is bitter but we have to accept it.)

I smiled watching their lovely banter.

"Tu kya hans raha hai? Tujhe bhi main buddha dikhta hoon? Ab Maa ke chamche ki tarah haan mat bol dena." Dad fake glared at me.
(What are you smiling at? Do I look like an old man to you too? Now, don't say yes like mom's minion.)

"Aye, mere bete ko kuch matt boliye. Aapse sachai hazam nahi ho rahi, accept that!" Mom said.
(Hey! don't tell anything to my son. You can't digest the truth, accept that!)

"Oo hello madam ye mera bhi beta hai, aur ye aaj tumhari nahi, meri side lega. Hain na Krish? Chal beta bta zra apni Maa ko ki buddha main nahi wo ho gyi...buddhi." Dad encouraged me to say that. I was smiling looking at their cute banter and happy faces.
(Ohh hello madam, he's my son too and today he'll be on my side not yours. Right Krish? Ok son, tell your Mom that she has become old not me.)

"Aap..." (you...)

"Tum..." (You...)

They started bickering like 5 years old kids.

"Guys stop it, neither you nor he has become old. Okay. Stop bickering like kids." I said a little loudly, ending their non existing battle.

They stopped at once and stared at me for 1 minute, with a blank face. Then suddenly dad burst out laughing, following him, mom too laughed. I watched them for few seconds, but can't control anymore and smiled seeing them.

"I love you both." I said, out of the blue.

"We love you too bache. Khush reh humesha" they said together and hugged me.
(We love you too son, be happy always.)

I saw the time and we moved back to start our day.

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St. Xavier's College,

Diksha's POV :-

I was in the class when Sejal came and waved at me.

"Hi" she said

"Hii" I replied and smirked at her.

"Kya hua Tu aise kyu dekh rahi hai?" She asked.
(What happened? Why are you staring like this?)

"Dekh rahi hoon tu aaj bahut khush lag rahi hai."
(I'm watching, how happy you're looking today.)

"Haan aaj Khush to main bahut hoon." She said happily.
(Yes, I'm actually very happy today.)

"Achcha aisi kya baat ho gyi ki pagal hue ja rahi hai ?"
(Ohh, what's the matter that you're going crazy?)

Though I already know that she's getting happy --- thinking --- her prank got successful, but no babes, not this time. The game is still on.

"Na, tujhe kyun bataun main?" She said playfully.
(No, why must I tell you?)

Achcha beta ho le jitna khush hona hai, lunch break tak tera popat na kiya to fir kehna. I thought and smirked.

"Tu muskura kyun rahi hai?" She asked in confusion.
(Why are you smiling?)

"Tujhe kyu bataun main?"
(Why must I tell you?)

"Acha bachu meri line mujhe pe hi try Kar rahi hai!" She said.
(Ohh, so you're using my line that too on me!)

"Kyun, tera copyright hai kya ispe Jo use karne se pehle teri permission leni padegi?" I replied rather sarcastically.
(Why? do you have a copyright on it, that we have to seek your consent before using it.)

She glared at me, in return I made faces to piss her off.

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Writer's POV :-

During the lunch break, Diksha moved to a secluded corner from where she can keep an eye on Sejal's activity as well as to put her plan into action.

She decided to text first.

"Hey, I assume you're free as it's lunch time. Can we talk now?"

After tapping the send button she quickly looked at Sejal, who picked her phone after few seconds. Diksha smirked victoriously.

"Sure." The reply came.

She thought for a second, then instead of audio, she connected chose the video call.
She again looked at Sejal, who was looking dumbfounded at the moment, staring her phone's screen. She looked here and there with a clourless face, as if searching someone. Diksha again smirked seeing her plan getting almost successful.

"Utha beta, ab kaise bachegi?"
(Pick the call babes, how are you going to get spared now?)

She grinned when the call went unanswered.

"Uthayegi kaise, tera plan Jo fail hone wala hai."
(How are you going to pick the call, when you're plan is gonna fail.)

She texted again.

"Hey, what happened you didn't receive?"

Meanwhile, she saw that Sejal too typed something in her phone.

"Yeah, actually I was dismissing the meeting." --- The reply came.

"Acha abhi bhi natak! Koi ni ab dekh" she said and typed again.

"Ohh, are you free now?"

"Yeah, let me connect it." ---- the reply came.

Her mobile started ringing. She glanced at Sejal who was smiling. She frowned but received the call.

"Hello, good afterno....who are you?"  Asked Aakarsh, who had connected the call after dismissing his meeting with the management team.

Diksha looked at her phone and got frozen on her spot.

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