Memories

Part 1

Advika POV :

I lazily opened my eyes not having any stamina to hurry and get out of my bed. My all mental energy used up last night because of the the plans I kept formulating in my mind. Sigh.

Whole night I was awake thinking all the possible ways to avoid him if we meet again which I hope won't be soon but I am sure hope fails me always.

I slept barely 2 hours and now I am up again.

I look at my window and notice that I failed to close my curtains last night and now this blazing sun is directly glaring its rays on me temporarily blinding my visions. Why can't we always open our eyes and face snow instead. Snow is much more beautiful than me getting blinding whiplashes. I should shift to Yikiguni in Japan, that place known to hape high rate of snow falls.

Groaning and moaning,I lift myself up and sat on the bed and rubbed my eyes to remove sleepiness from it. I am so not a morning person.

Turning aside a little,I checked time on my digital clock that was resting on my nightstand and it reads 6 am. Perfect. I slept so little but had no problem in waking up this early ? Great.

Then suddenly I jolt up like a lighting bolt realising the task I have in my mind to do today.

My plan is I will get my big girl panties on and will go straight to HR office and hand over my resignation letter to them.

For god sake. WHO QUIT THEIR JOB ON THIER FIRST DAY ? ME !! I can already imagine the stinky eye I will get from them. But I need to do that in case of bumping into the guy who - shall - not be named. I can't take the risk.

Calm down Advika ! Its going to be okay. I will just go and leave as soon as I can after I quit. Well Technically I shouldn't quit and behave like a mature person here and face him head on But why ? What am I ? Magnet to problems? Why would I intentionally attract problems towards myself when I can easily ignore it. I did move on from him. Yes. But that doesn't mean I would have to look at his face and not punch him everytime we see each other. I would rather keep my knuckles safe.

Or I can just call the company and give them any excuses exist in the whole world so they would understand the reason for my quitting and soon they will hire another one as my replacement. Its not that much of a big deal right ? Right.

But calling them sounds so unprofessional. I would have gone myself to the office but as I said I don't want to face unnecessary problems.

Hoping that my plan will work,I woke up from my comfy bed and limped towards the bathroom and did my morning routines. Expecting me to walk like an adult after I just woke up is like expecting to see Snow in South India.

Why am I talking so much about Snow today ? Maybe I should visit Kashmir on December. I only saw that place in internet and it's literally Heaven on earth. Ugh nevermind. I have to finish the current task on my hand.

I got ready and went downstairs to have some breakfast when I came across Maa sitting alone on the dinning table having breakfast. What happened ? Where is Papa ?

Looking closely, I noticed she is not even eating and just toying with her food.

I went down the stairs slowly in case my footsteps startle her and asked in soft voice,

"Why are you sitting alone Maa ? Where is papa ? And that little devil ?"

She chucked a little at the name I mentioned my sister but her smile turned in a frown and she replied in a whining tone "Noone has time for this old lady now. Your papa has gone for some business meeting. I swear these meeting are like mistress of his. And that little devil is a teenager now,always busy with friends or college or homework. And the moment your papa gave you challenge of finding a job, you seems to be much more busy too now these days. No one cares for me enough to gather atleast at breakfast table"

Although her tone was was whining but I can sense truth in her words. Now I was feeling really bad for making her feel like this. Actually while I was in college after we shifted, I drowned myself in studies and campus huntings and everything and anything that won't let my thoughts run back to him. I have my everything to my studies and to be successful in my life. I don't want to be called a product of Nepotism in business industry so I work too damn hard to pass the college with good enough marks to get any job I want right now. But I think while running after those things, somewhere I forgot to give enough time to my Maa. Somedays I even forget to eat meals and Maa herself used to come to my room with plate full of food. But I was so down in my misery that I almost forgot my surroundings. Although I know Papa never miss any meals with her sitting right here on this dinning table.Unlike few days like today when he has to wake up at 3am and fly out of country for some important meetings.

One mistake I kept doing unintentionally is gonna fix now.

"Maaaa, I am really sorry. You are right. In all these busy schedule we completely forgot our family time. I should have spend more time here with family instead of drowning myself in studies and then job hunt. I am so sorry Maa.

But I promise from now onwards, we all will have breakfast,lunch and dinner together no matter how busy we are ,we will always have to be on dinning tables without phones or any files. I promise we will make it up to you. Okay ?"

I know saying sorry was not enough because she should not have felt like this in the first place.

Maa has a wider smile on her and eyes filled with happiness and she asked childly, " Pakka Promise ?"

To which I replied,

"Pakka Promise," She left me off easily as she always does.

And to lighten the mood I added cheekily,"And Maa, no matter how many mistress papa has, you will always be the queen of his heart." I winked. And I am not at all lying here.

I grew up watching the love my father has for my mother. I can bet my all inheritance that he loves her more than he love us sisters. You guys can ask him that typical question about whom he will save between me and my sister or my mother, he will reply with "my wife" without even blinking.

He always tell me how Maa chose to marry him even when his business was not doing good and was almost on its downfall. At that time Maa was from very rich family and although my grandparents were against her choosing my Papa at first but they finally decided to support their daughter in her decision. And soon after marriage, my papa business growth kept increasing that now my Maa is literally the Queen of half of The City.

I grew up watching how my Papa eyes sparks in love whenever he see Mom and has a happy goofy smile on his faces whenever he is around.

They are the reason I didn't lost my every hope from love and relationship. Yes my foot slipped once but that doesn't mean I will let it slip again towards same direction. No. Never again. No matter what.

She chuckled snapping me out of my thoughts, while slapping on my arm for talking like that.

Then she smiled looking at distance somewhere like she is remembering something and then she said,

"You know even after our marriage,you dad doesn't miss his office or his meeting and he still always find time for me. No matter how down his business was at that time, he never missed a meal with me. I never doubted your papa love for me because that person never gave me a reason to. And after 5 months of our marriage when his business started growing rapidly still he didn't gave me a reason to feel less loved. When other business bring their mistress as eye candy in the high class parties, your papa take me on his arms as if he was never proud of anything else other than me. When ladies gather together and gossip all the useless things, I was beside your dad learning more and more about his business. He treated me as his equal. I was Queen of his and not just in name." She blushed and continued

"He missed his first metting when we both discovered that you are in my womb. He left and important meeting and rushed to the gynecologist clinic after I called him.

And the day you were born and he took your little form in his arms, his first words were "My First Born" with a pride glint in his eyes. That day I realised I lost title of being number 1 in his life and I can't be more happy than that. And for one year after you came into our life, he never went to office unless necessary and he always tried to work from home.

He even never even let me hold you more than 1 hour only gave me when you were hungry and need to drink milk but other than that he never let you down his arms, cuddling your little figure close to his chest like promising you that he will protect you from every bad thing this world can throw. He promised to love you unconditionally no matter what. He love his second daughter yes But the pride you gave him by just breathing is immensely out of the world"

Both of eyes are now glistening with tears, her from remembering those moments and mine from being the first born of my papa.

Then she added," I know Advika that something happened yesterday after you returned your interview."

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I don't want to tell her my this worry to her. She probable noticed it too because then she said," Its okay Advi, you don't have to tell me. I understand you are grown up now and can handle worries by yourself.

I told you all these because no matter how worse happen in your life or if a time come when you think of losing yourself then just remember that you are The first born of your papa and we will do anything to protect you from those troubles. Just always and I mean always rely on us and never shut us out. "

Although I am big girl but I fell like wailing right now and scream to her to take me away far away from her as I can't bear to go through all the pain I once suffered. But I co trolled myself as I said I am a grown up now and I should at least try to solve my worries myself.

Hope everything goes well.