She got up instantly as soon as she lost conscious in her nightmare. Her face was covered in sweat & fear & she was hyperventilating. She turned on the lamp beside her on the table & drank a glass of water. She got off her bed & went to her desk. She opened the drawer & took out a picture of her with her mother. She walked over to the window & looked outside holding the photograph.
"Mom....aap kaha ho?"
A tear falls down on her mom's face.
Next morning....
Gunjan came downstairs to see if anyone heard anything about her mother.
"Kuch pata chala chacha jI?"
"Abhi tak tho ni."
"Aise kaise ho sakta hai? Do meene hoge Mom ko dhoond the hue. Poora London hi ni, poora ka poora Europe ka kona kona taalash kar liya, par kuch ni mila. Akar woh kahan ja sakti hai?"
She sits down on the chair. Her aunt come to support her.
"Beti, zaara dheeraj se kam lo. Woh mil jaye gi."
"Gunjan, mere kyal se hum galat jaga par dhoond re hai."
"Galat jaga? Mom tho isse sheher mein, meri aankhon ke samane apni marzi ki bina lekar gayi thi..."
"Janta hoon. Par tum hi socho. Sirf ek boho hi chalak insaan ki yeh himat hogi, tumari family se kissi ko bhi chot ponchane ke. Aur isne tho tumari Mom ko kidnap kiya hai."
"So...."
"So that means your Mom is not here in London."
"Then...but where else can she go?"
This time her aunt spoke up.
"Woh usse aisi jaga lekar gaya hoga, jaha par humhe koi shak na ho."
"Par aisi kaun si jaga hai?"
"Jab se tumari Mom tumare saath yaha aiyi hai, tab se woh kabhi India baafas ni gayi."
"You mean to say..."
"Your Mom is in India."
"Well..."
Gunjan got up with a smile.
"I guess I'm going to India."
End.
Thank you to everyone who liked my first part and encouraged me to continue on with the story. 😊
Durga