Sunayn's POV:

" Hey Sunny. What's wrong with you man? You have been punching it for so long. Don't you have any mercy on that poor little thing? " my friend Rajesh whined when he saw me punching the punching bag for hours together.

I am doing this to distract myself from all the stress I have been facing from the time I have been receiving those anonymous letters. I am not understanding why can't the person directly come and talk to me or atleast tell me the name?

I have tried all the ways to see for any trace of the person but everything went in vain when I couldn't fulfill my task. I am very impatient person but this person is completely testing my patience and I am losing it every time. I don't know why I feel like I know the person but I am not succeeding to look at the correct person.

" Sunny? What's wrong? " asked Rajesh breaking my train of thoughts. He is very patient unlike me but seeing me like this might have really scared him. I can't tell him, not only him but to anyone coz I need to find out who it is before telling anyone.

" Nothing Raj. It's just that there is lot going on these days with my exams coming soon. I have to practice well to get selected in physical test. So I was just practicing, nothing much " I said avoiding looking into his eyes by packing my stuff. After packing I looked up to him to find him staring at me curiously.

" I know Sunny there is something you are hiding from me. But I will not force you to tell me coz I know you will tell me eventually. Take your time man I will be waiting for you. " he said with a small smile. He is always very understanding and considerate. He will know when I am moody and when I am hyperactive.

He wanted to become a gym trainer so he always works in gym and thanks to him coz he is the who helped me get a membership in this gym where I practice without any time limit. When I expressed him my wish to become an army officer during our childhood, he laughed at me saying that I am just a kid and I should think maturely when he himself don't know what does that word 'mature' means. Funny, but later he came to know my seriousness to serve our country by becoming a military officer and he supported me like a true friend in all my journey till here. I will definitely make him proud very soon.

" Thanks Raj. I need to leave now. Bye " I said and left the gym. I took my bike and started towards home. I kept wondering about the letter again. I don't know intentionally or unintentionally my mind keeps drifting to that letter.

It was written that she is scared of horror movies and the way her friend made her watch one and laughed at her. She wrote the letter as if she was talking to me directly and sharing her little experience. It made me laugh but the last line she wrote made me sad.

Truth to be told sometimes past gives us immense happiness that we wanted to relive the moment every now and then. Bitter reality is we cant do that.

What does it mean when she wrote past was better? And why she doesn't want to show herself to me?

Is there any particular reason behind it?

All the way till home I kept thinking about her words and finally reached home. I was warmly welcomed by my cutie pie, my sister, Sunanda.

She is nine years old studying fourth standard. She is completely opposite of me. Always smiling, talking, playing around home using different stuff, irritating everyone, making faces when we talk on phone etc.. If I keep telling about her the list goes on and on.

" Bhayya! " she screamed as soon as she spotted me making me close my ears at her voice no its noise. She ran towards me and hugged me as if she is seeing me after years. I mentally rolled my eyes at her act but nonetheless picked her up and circled her around few times making her giggle.

" Hey Nanda. What's my little sister doing? " I asked after putting her down.

She is a school going girl but never bothers to do her homework. There will always be complaints from her school saying she skips few classes, fights with other students, never pays attention to classes etc.. Even this list keeps going.

" Umm.. I was just playing. I was about to start my homework though " she said carefully. She knows very well that I will not leave her until she completes her homework. If I don't ask her or if I have some work, she will surely miss her homework and definitely there will be a call from school. And dad and mom couldn't make her do her homework coz she pulls several tantrums and they will get trapped in that. Whereas I will not budge and will make her do everything.

" Oh really. Then why don't you start doing it now. I will be down in few minutes so you could complete it with my help. " I said ruffling her hair and her smiling faded little. I made my way to my room but not before hearing her scolding me.

" Always the scholar. Why god you have given me a tough brother huh? " she said hitting her head and I was about to laugh but resisted myself.

" Nanda now " I said loudly to make her aware that I heard her. She ran to her room in a jiffy and I went to my own room. I took shower and removed that letter from my bag.

With heavy sigh I put that letter in between my old books where I put the before letter. I came down and saw Nanda scratching her head with the pencil she was holding and mom was making her eat some Maggie.

" Hey mom. Please I am starving get me Maggie too. And I will take care of her homework " I said pointing towards Nanda who glared at me.

" So what you are doing? " I asked looking into her book. There was a math problem she was trying to solve. She might have done it several times and erased it so the paper was on the verge of tearing due to continuous erasing. I explained her how to solve it and she was trying to solve it with much difficulty. Mom came with a bowl and handed me and sat beside me.

" So tell me how is your college? And about your upcoming exams? " mom asked me placing her hand on my hand. I laid my head on her shoulder by moving close to her. She started caressing my hair lovingly and I forgot that she asked me something.

" Yeah mom everything is just fine. And next month there is physical test and I am sure I will clear that. And my main concern is cracking NDA exam so that everything will be easy to handle " I said with a sigh. I was suddenly feeling very stressed thinking about everything. There will be so many members taking part and I should be very well prepared and confident. I am working hard to give my hundred percent and I am confident that my hard work will pay off. I suddenly remembered about the letters and my stress increased to another level. Maybe mom had understood my condition she squeezed my hand assuring.

" Don't worry son. Everything will be fine and you will definitely clear all the rounds. I am proud of you son. You have chosen to become a military officer and that alone makes me feel so happy and proud " she said with tears in her eyes. I then understood how much I will miss everyone after I leave for training after my selection.

" I love you mom. I love you so very much " I said and hugged her tightly. Mom hugged me too and rubbed my back and that made me calm myself. I completely forgot that I should eat Maggie.

" What? I am your daughter. You should be proud of me too mom. All the time you say I am just good at getting complaints from school but have you ever said you are proud of me? You don't love me. No one loves me " Nanda said and we broke from our hug. We both stared at her dumbfounded and she is standing there folding her arms.

" Who said no one loves you my daughter? Did you really forget that I always love you? " my dad came in with his briefcase. He placed it on the sofa and hugged Nanda who was now pouting looking at us. We both laughed at her.

" And I am proud of you dear." My dad said to her still hugging her. They broke the hug and they looked at us.

" So now if everything is settled let's have a group hug? " my dad suggested. Like that everyone hugged at a time.

My family is like this. Very loving and caring. We might have silly fights but we never fail to show our love and care towards each other.

After that hug I made Nanda to make her homework. She kept whining all the time but I made her do everything. Then we played video games together and I let her win or else she will cry making me feel bad. So, I will not really pay attention while playing with her. The smile she gives whenever she wins is enough for me.

We had dinner together and Nanda told all the things she did in the school today and dad laughed until he had tears in his eyes. After dinner everyone left to their rooms and I too laid on my bed thinking about all the things coming up for me. The most important one being the letter.