Part 1
Khushi's mother drove her to the airport. She was going to Mussoorie to live with her dad. Her parents got divorced when she was only 6 years old. She was forced to spend every summer with her father in Mussoorie. She hated the place. Her mom got married few months ago.
Khushi had taken a huge step to live with her father. She hated Mussoorie with passion. She loved Jaipur. She loved the sun and the blistering heat.
"Khushi" her mom said "are sure you want to do this."
"I want to do this mom," I lied. She'd always been a bad liar, but she'd been saying this lie so frequently lately that it sounded almost convincing now.
Khushi hugged her mom tightly.
"I love you mom"
"I love you too sweetheart"
It's a 2h 35m flight from Jaipur to Mussoorie.
Khushi's dad very happy that she is going to live with him. He'd already gotten her registered for St. Xavier's College.
When Khushi landed in Mussoorie, it was raining. She didn't see it as an omen " just unavoidable. She'd already said her goodbyes to the sun.
Her dad was waiting for her with BMW.
Khushi's dad hugged her.
"It's good to see you, princess," he said, smiling as he automatically caught and steadied me. "You haven't changed much. How's ur mom?"
"Mom's fine. It's good to see you, too, dad."
"I brought a car for you" he announced.
"What kind of car?"
"Bugatti Veyron"
Khushi hugged her dad.
"I love you. You're the best dad in the world."
10