" amma coffee Lana na ek." he mouthed in his British Hindi ! Clearly darting to the fact that he is a NRI.

" haan beta! " amma smiled.
Amma was randhir still trimmed grandmom.

" amma is papa home ?" randhir asked politely.

" no pappu papa phirse PK dekhne gaye hai. !" amma supressed her chuckles.

" oh shit again !" he exclaimed.
" now I know why he has retired to be a theatre buff!" randhir giggled.
Joining her chuckle.

There sanyukta was busy chewing tasteless chappaties in her apartment which was one her and rehan's.

This divorce was a wound on her normalcy en rehan's mindless torture was rubbing salt on it.

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