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The Ailing Love

Its a story about love. No love story is different. Every has some similarities. What makes it different is the character and background. Hello!! its the story about me and my love life, how I met him, my "Mr Right". Love is a disease which never dies. It just needs a spark to light. It says love can cure any disease, Can it cure my disease? We met by coincidence, let's say by destiny. Let's see what turns takes our lives when we meet each other.

Archie_Sinha · Urban
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3 Chs

Chapter 3

We reached Delhi. Our cab was waiting outside the airport. We took the cab and went to hotel. Date for admission was of after two days.

Through out the way to the hotel, I was looking outside the window, looking at the view.

I literally was homesick now. My mind was actually filled with nothing but only about human body parts, different bonds and other things which were only related to studies.

But coming and staying in the hotel is much better than staying with those clinging cousins.

Soon we reached to our hotel. Dad went to the hotel reception to ask about our rooms. He came within few minutes with our respective room keys. We were staying in different rooms.

We also got one extra room as my brother was also going to join us. He wanted to be with me and take part and support me whatever decision I take.

My brother supported me and confronted whole family alone just for my dreams.

If he would not be there, I guess I would never be able to follow my dream and pursue my own career rather than just listening to family.

He knew that our parents always think of us but he also knew that if I would take other stream, I would never be happy.

So, I always want him beside me, teach me, care about me and protect me.

These thoughts were running around my mind, when my mother flicked my head lightly snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What are you thinking about standing like a statue?" mum said

"Ahah... nothing mom. Let's go." I said pushing my mom towards elevator.

"Ok..ok.. stop pushing me." mom said to me.

"Oh ho.. mom.. look that worker already reached to the elevator with dad." I said to mom hurrying up.

We went to our respective rooms. Within few seconds I jumped on the bed as I was too tired of the flight. I took a medicine for my headache and then after freshing up I slept for few hours.

After a good and relaxing nap, I woke up by the knock on my door. And I guessed who could it be. It was none other than my "Dear Mom". It was still 4 in the evening.

"Wake up Shweta." mom said knocking on my door.

Even I was awake, I thought of to ignore it cause the bed was too soft and good to wake up. She knocked at my door few more times.

After getting irritated, my mom finally called me, "Wake up Shweta right now, if not then forget about your road trip."

I stepped out of the bed just after hearing her words and went to open the door.

"Hehehe.. sorry mom!!" I said to mom as opening the door.

"Ok..ok.." she said putting her palm on her face. She knew I loved my sleep and food more than anything and anyone.

"Go and get ready, we are going for shopping." mumma said to me.

"Ok. Give me ten minutes..... But dad??"

"He found one of his childhood friend and he will be busy with him. So go and change fast."

I went back in my room. Mumma was waiting downstairs for me. So I had to do it fast. I opened my luggage and took out the white floral print one piece. It was not tight fitting but rather it was flowy in nature.

I paired it with my sneekers. I hurridly went down when I saw some crowd there. I wanted to ask them about it. But my mom pulled me towards taxi.

After buying a lot of things we went back to the hotel and send my mom back. I started roaming around, discovering about the hotel. But I suddenly noticed something.....

"Wow..."