Noor Kashyap

Flashback continues:

After i woke up from a very good long nap , i realise i am homeless. In this unknown country where will I go. I started going crazy.  Taking a deep breath i decided to call my mother. Its almost night here , so it must be morning there . The amount of time i spend calculating this , i could have easily looked on my phone but told you i have gone insane.

God knows why people do that !! The flat i chose had some different pic but the reality was totally different. It was a good thing that i didn't decided to book them by giving away the rent and the security deposit or else i would have been done living.

I called on my father's phone. As expected i got a lot of lectures . Aaj ka kota pura hua.

"This girl i told you but you never listen to me , because of you i feel like i am ageing faster than i should . " My mum was hell mad , i gave her the reason to be.

"Now do one thing , i knew something like this would happen so i already talked to aunty sarika ,  she is living in Manhattan , so wherever you are go to her and please do me a favour noor please stay with her ".

"Thank you mumma.  "

"I have sent her your photo , she remembers you but still i did and once you reach there call me . I will take your class once i reach there".
She said in a dead serious tone.

I am gone . She is very angry.

Now i have to go to sarika's aunty. K don't mind infact i would love to stay with her . She loves me more than mom does . Actually she is my mum's friend . They did thier schooling together. Both of them are best friend . She is also a dancer like mumma or was .

She can't dance anymore as she met with an accident  12 year's  back . She can walk properly but just can't dance. Whenever i used to come with mom to visit her , she is so lovable. A sweetheart. Treats me more than a daughter as she only had two son's.

Taking a shower, getting ready i checked out from the hotel and took a taxi to Manhattan . It was hardly a 50 minutes ride .

It's the month of November and damn it's cold here. So i wored an oversized hoodie paired with black jeans which kept me warm through out the ride.
I kept looking through the window , some places do feel familiar as i have been here before. While my mom would be busy with her performances , aunty would bring me around and show me around. I would love her company.

And uncle Christopher , he is just from another world. He would buy me everything i just laid my eyes on and would spoil me to the core whenever i met him . It's been long since i met them. I was just a kid when i met them in my early teenage days but now it's totally different.

"Mam the taxi won't go inside from here ". The driver said .

"Why ?"

"The private area starts from here, no one us allowed to enter without permission".

"Okay " . I got down with the luggage amd Paid the driver. It was too much of money to just spend on a ride . If this goes on i will go bankrupt , i need to find a job to survive.

I halted on my place when i came face to face with a big gate protecting the beautiful mansion.

The guard stopped me from from entering.

"How may i help u mam ?" One gaint size gaurd stood infront of me . I was merely a size of an ant infront of me .

"I am the guest of mrs Christopher knight" i said trying not to Sutter.

"Your name".

"Noor Kashyap".

"My apologies miss Kashyap. Mam asked me escort you in " another man came from the inside apologizing.

"Thank you"

"Your luggage will be carried mam " the man again said. I muttered a small thank you.

I saw aunty standing on the gate with two ladies. As soon as she saw me , she hugged me tightly . I felt soo good like hugging my mother. It's only been 3-4 days i am away from her but still i miss her so much and her hug made me feel like home.

"My baby"  aunty whispered her eyes filled with tears , she caressed my cheek lovingly.

I bend down and touched her feet for taking her blessings.

"Stay blessed mera bacha , i never thought i would be able to see u again but see now you are here with me ".

"I am sorry aunty , i didn't wanted to disturb you, but my silly self landed me in a mess ".

"You are not at all disturbing beta and i am not leaving you anytime soon. You will stay with me as my daughter here".

"Where is dadi aunty?"

"She is in her room resting. As soon as i told her you are coming she went crazy . She wanted everything to be perfect for her dear noor. After arranging everything she finally went to bed all tired. She might be awake by now".

"Thank you John, get her luggage settled in the room''.

"Right away mam" .

Aunty escorted me to grandma room . She was sitting on the bed , her eyes closed. I entered the room with silent feet so she doesn't hear my footsteps.

"Dadi " . I said as i reached near her bed .

"Noor" she said my name even without opening her eyes . I took her blessings while she kept looking at ky face and hugged me tightly. Even she had tears in her eyes.

"Why is everyone crying looking at me?" I pouted like a child.

"Because we are too happy to see u ". Aunty replied.

We don't share the relation of blood but heart. I was 13 year old when i first came to new york with my mumma. I wasn't really at ny best condition as that time i was bullied badly.

No one knew about this , not even my parents. I kept all in my heart . Whenever i was bruised I used to just lie that i fell down while doing khathak or just running and they believed. They were busy parents and j don't blame them at all . My father is a doctor so patients were there first priority and my mum was a dancer , dance was her first priority.

Maybe i was never there priority but still i loved them and they did the same . When i came to mew york for a month my bruises were not healed. Mumma used to leave me in aunty and dadi care and went for her shows.

I was an introvert at that time. Didn't used to talk to anyone. It was one day when aunty saw my bruises and asked me the reason. I lied to her like i did to my parents but she didn't buy that instead she took me in her arms and caressed my hair.

That made me break down in tears.
Even dadi was present there . I told them whatever happened to me , dadi broked down She started crying badly.
That day I got to know what happens when you are bullied for too, what toll it takes on your mental health.

______________________________________

Guys ,

What do you think about this new story?

Let me tell you this can be a long short story just like his personal secretary. I hope you all don't mind if it will be one, And will continue to show your Love  . 😘

I hope you guys are well . I will try to upload regularly if possible.

If you all Liked the chapter then don't forget to do the following  and also follow me