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The seventh chapter of the story.

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Dear Ma,

If you are reading this, I am dead.
Come on wipe the tears, it will smudge your Kajal! Not Good.

Mrs. Rajbanshi couldn't help herself but smile at the words.
Even when she was dead, she was making them smile.

I should not have done. I dis appoint you. yada yada. I know. Do not repeat it, Ma.

I am sorry for doing this to you. I should have not left you alone. But Ma, your a lady right, you will get the pain I felt. Understand how it kills you from inside to see that the man who happens to be your husband says that you need to leave him alone so that he can work.

Sorry, Ma, if you feel bad. But I really want to question, Was she there from the beginning, with him? I know you do not know the answer to it and I do not even dream of you to know. Leave it. Now that I am dead, no point, right?

Mrs. Rajbanshi was to weak to stop herself from letting the sob release her.
She had always been on the weak side but that does not give her an excuse to not back with Anika. But how could she have backed up with Anika? She did not knew her so called son had fallen down to such non- acceptable deeds.

Ma, I know you are angry on him, I am too. My whole life I have just dealt with all this and I could not do it anymore. I know that he will not change. He can not. His ego is to big. Let him.
I know what I am asking is stupid but let him be mom, maybe once when he runs in to a disaster he will learn. Even though I thoroughly doubt it.

I know that you will most probably kick him out of the house. But Ma, what is the point? I am not there, no one to protect from him.

I love you Ma. Always have, I wish I had the strength to live with it.

I hope you understand, Ma. Actually, I know you will, so please. Fate was suppose to be this way, Ma. You cannot change it. Do not grow a heavy heart. For me, please?

Love ya ❤❤

Your Anika beti.

P.s. I know you will but I can't help but mention. Please look after Kabir and Karan.

Mrs. Rajbanshi wiped her tears away as she put the letter on the side table of her bed.

How could she let this happen? How could she have been so blind that she did not see all these happening at her own house? Anika said she was a nice mother- in- law, was she really?

Dear K

I am sorry. So very sorry.

But I just had to K bear. I hope you understand. I think you know me well enough to know that I could not deal with it any more. I reached my limit.

Again, K, I am sorry to leave you like this. Forgive me, will you? *pouts*

Karan could not help but laugh. The writing between the stars really touched his heart. He could actually hear his Bhabhi talking to him through the letter. It was as if she was reading it for him.

I know it is hard, K bear. But it will be better. Time heals wounds, K, I hope you will get over this too. I do not at any chances want you to brawling over me. *stern face*

Again Karan chuckled, wiping away the treacherous tears that flowed.

Karan, about what I am going to talk now is very serious, follow my instructions carefully.
Your Chachi, my mother- in- law must have already thrown Hardik out, hasn't she?

Karan smiled, his Bhabhi new the family so well.
All that happened to her was completely un- fair.

I know she has. Now get up from your stupid grey couch and go to his room.

How does she know where I am sitting. Karan shakes his head and follows his Bhabhi's order.

Why does he need to go to his room, even?
He glanced down at the paper in his hands.

You need to go to his room, because I say so.

His Bhabhi had know him to well. Had. It still sends chills to think about it.
It has been fifteen days since her death, the last rites were done by Kabir and Karan. Mrs. Rajbanshi refused to even let him in one kilo meter radius of where the function was being held.

It was very hard to see her body burn. Karan would often find himself, wandering to his Bhabhi's room, where he had run ins with Kabir and Mrs. Rajbanshi both, many times.

Reaching what used to be his elder brother's room, he glances back down at the letter.

Do not stand at the door, go in and open the cupboard.

What was his Bhabhi up to?
Karan followed the order regardless of the fact.

There is a grey safe in the cupboard, open it. The password is Rocky's birthday in reverse.

Rocky was what everybody in the family lovingly called his uncle or in his Bhabhi's case, her father- in- law.
Following the instruction, Karan looked back at the letter in his hands.

There is a grey diary and a grey box in there. Take it out. And of course, open it.

Karan opened the box and was surprised to see what sat there.

It was a key. But of what?

There must be a key right?

A gift I have for you, K. It is the key of a house.
Remember once you both took me to a long drive? And we stayed at a holiday home?

It is owned by Hardik. I made one of my bests memories there. It became a safe heaven for him, K bear. Be a angel and lock all my memories there.

I know what I am asking is not rational, but do this for me. Lock every of my memory there. And promise to never look back.

Do not cry over me. I am not your girl- friend.

Karan saw the dry tear spots on the paper and could not himself as the tears flowed of his eyes.
He could not believe what his Bhabhi was asking from him.

It is my last wish, Karan. Let me live peacefully forever, there. Do not cry over me.

Ok fine, I will only let you shed tears on Vijya Dashmi. But that is it.

Once you pack all my belongings there, do not look back, Karan. This is for your own good.
Do not look back. Smile widely and move on with your life. Get married, have cute little kids. And share with them your chocolate shakes, no fighting.

Karan sob hard and slid down to the ground as he saw the smudged tears at the end of the paragraph. He could not believe he did not see this, that his sister- in- law was breaking.

Was it the reason she sent the two out that day?
NO! How could he doubt his Bhabhi?

Your Bhabhi is sorry, Karan. So very sorry. I hope one day you will understand.

I almost forgot, the diary grey diary?

Karan looked down in his lap, there was a grey diary.
The top had written, 'You're the best brother- in- law. Keep The Shit Up.'

Whenever you get angry, rant on it. Write every thing in there, as if you are telling it to some one. I know you get angry a lot, so a small gift from your Bhabhi.

I am sorry Karan. So very sorry.

Love you a ton and over.
Kisses

Your Bhabhi, your love forever.
Anika.

P.s. Look after your Chachi and older brother, K. Help Kabir, K.
Listen to him and be a good boy to like you are to me.

Karan let his tears flow hard as he clutched the three things to his chest. He had cried a few tears here and there in the last rites but this was to over- whelming. 

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