Aisha's POV :-
Seated in one of the most comfortable seats of a private jet of the company didn't even provide me with a single bit of comfort. All of it was rushing through my head.

Guru! Hope you are waiting for me. You can't leave me alone here.

From the time I heard the news, I couldn't stop my tears. They seemed not be under my control at all. Hope he's okay!

Why would he even get shot? Like, he doesn't have any enemies right!

Then suddenly, the thing which Jia said struck my head.

The Diaries!

Thanks to God that I was carrying the bag with me which Jia had given me. I opened the bag to find the same diaries which I had spot on my first day with Guru. The diaries which I found from the cupboard.

Jia stole them? But she hardly went to the other side of the mansion.

I opened the first page of a diary which looked like it was Guru's childhood.

There were pictures drawn in it with pastel. And the writings were with pencil and of an uneven handwriting of a kid who had just learnt how to write a full sentence.

It read
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16th January, 1992

Hey diary,
I am Gaurav. My friends call me Guru. It is my birthday. I will be six today. Will you be my friend? I have many friends called Sameer, Luksh, Aryan and Jai. I am very happy because it is my birthday. I am going with my parents to Rishikesh to celebrate my birthday. So good bye.

Next page

21st January, 1992

Hello,
I want to go to Mumma and Papa. You know what happened yesterday? We were coming back from a restaurant to our hotel. Papa was driving the car and Mumma was sitting beside him and I was sleeping at the backseat because I was very tired. Suddenly Papa stopped the car and there were two loud sounds which almost made me deff. I opened my eyes to see that my parents were still sitting on their positions. I called out my Mumma but she didn't say anything. I got up and stood to see her face. As I bent in front from between the seats, I saw both of their foreheads had two big red holes from which blood was coming out. I got scared and started to cry. I am still crying as I am writing. They were dead. Why were they dead? Why are they not coming to me? I am still small. I can't sleep without Mumma.  

But you know what happened after that? I saw two men with guns. They did get to see me and came to me. But I was scared so I started to run. I ran and ran but I couldn't run as fast so that they couldn't catch me. They were almost behind my trail when I saw bright lighs and I don't know what happened after that. But today when I got up, I saw Chachu and he was caressing my hair and he said me to call him Dad. But I'll never do that never. My father is Gautam Karshyav and not Jehangir Karshyav.

Just a filler chapter cause I was not in mood to write much. Sorry.