IshRa: Burning In Love (Part-3 Ishita’s Happiness?)

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Part 3:
“ I love you….” IshRa had said as they smiled looking at each other.
But now the situations were different , that love hadn’t vanished , only the trust had.
Raman’s POV:
As the song finished , my eyes were still plastered on Ishita , her eyes on mine but suddenly her gaze turned as a hand came on her shoulder.
Ishita’s POV:
As I was looking towards Raman , a hand held my shoulder comforting me , I turned to find the one holding me…..Mani , he was looking towards Raman on stage.
“ Ishita , I think we have wasted a lot much of time…lets go , we have to buy chocolates for Sanjana…afterall you are selected in one of the biggest fests of London…..” He told me though it rather seemed like he was telling Raman.
I walked out of the hall along with Mani.
“ Ishu…..that Raman still haunts you…right??” Mani asked me as soon as we were out. Yes , he was right , Raman did haunt me , how can I forget him , he’s my past , the reason for my every smile , every laughter , every blissful moment of my life and every tear of mine , every bad moment of my life.
“ Mani leave that , I got selected…..” I asked pushing a force smile on my lips.
“ Yes , I got a message on my phone…we gave my phone number…….right….” Mani answered back smiling though I could see his concern behind that smile.
“ So lets do what you said……..Sanjana would be soo happy….” I said plastering a smile.

Writer’s POV:
IshMani left the auditorium and went to a mall , bought some chocolates and went to their home.

Ishita’s POV:
I entered my home , Our home , before entering I promised myself to forget all the bad happenings of the day and only remember the good one’s because there was someone waiting for me in my home , someone special who just needed my smiling face and nothing else , as Mani said , My one tear would bring tears in her eyes and My one smile will light her world.
Describing our home is quite easy , well we used to live in Mani’s house before this but after some 3-4 years of my stay , we decided to shift in a house I and Mani have bought with a combined contribution , it wasn’t like a bungalow but a sweet little one. Our home had rooms and walls like any other, beds, tables and chairs, yet it is only the love there that matters. The walls are the colours of the ocean and sand, something I adore. The walls are smiles and cheekiness, decorated with the pictures of the people who hold close to our heart , Adi , Sanjana , Shagun , Mani and me , we all were there on those walls. While we dwell here this home is so much more than the sum of its parts and for that I have love to thank, the glue of my existence.
As I entered a scream welcomed me , “ Mummmmmmmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…. you got selected………..” Sanjana came running towards me hugging me tightly.
“ Han Han bacha…..I got selected , now leave me atleast….” I said breaking the hug.
Sanjana smiled at me as she kept looking towards me , I kept looking towards her quite confused at her behaviour , “ Mumma My chocolates…….” Sanjana asked me making a puppy face.
“ Mani , which chocolates…” I asked Mani looking towards him.
“ Haan Ishu , I don’t know about any chocolates , I don’t know what she is saying…” Mani joined me trying hard to stop laughing.
“ Mummaaaaaa……..sachi you didn’t brought?” Sanjana asked me so sweetly that I couldn’t resist.
“ Acha bacha…I brought your favourite chocolates…..” I said as Mani gave her the packet.
“ Yippe…..I knew it , Love you Papa-Mumma……” She smiled as she opened the packet.
Telling about Sanjana , she isn’t my own daughter , neither Mani’s, she’s Mani’s sister’s daughter , his sister and Brother-In –Law died in a car accident 9 years ago , from then she used to live with Mani and after my arrival , with Mani and me as our daughter , I don’t know why she always reminded me of my children , My Adi and my daughter , she is like my own daughter , she treats me like I am her own mother trying her best never to let me feel the absence of Adi , Sanjana is the best gift that God could bestow upon me after he snatched my Adi.
“ Mumma , you are not going out…right??” Sanjana asked as she sat on the sofa eating her chocolates.
“ No….why???” I asked looking towards her confused.
“ A surprise…..” She said as she ran to her room.
“ Don’t eat the whole box haan….” I shouted as I looked towards her room confused. The door opened and her face peeped outside.
“ Papa , you also come…..” She said looking towards Mani.
“ What is my surprise???” I kept asking as Mani too ran inside laughing.
Huh….