Every single evening they had both walked down to this spot...she and her paapa..yup her most favorite person in the whole universe..her paapa...
They had created their small world here..in this alien land. ..in this unknown world...but she felt cosy here..these few hours she spent with her paapa everyday..
It was a daily ritual now for the last 6 months...paapa used to come and pick her up from mani uncles house and then they both would go for a long walk..down winding roads...across busy streets...through very colourful shopping arcades...and her favorite park..just across the eatery streets where paapa would get her favorite..black currant ice cream...
And then they would continue walking...till they reached this place...
A bench facing the big bridge...across the place they called Sydney Harbour..looking out into the ocean beyond. ...
This was probably her paapas favorite place in this whole beautiful city..she thought...the way his eyes faintly lit up when he came here...as he stared at the blue expanse of water in front of them. .she felt it wasn't the sea he was looking at ..but at something beyond the place where the sea ended and the sky began...as if he could see something there...sense someone there...
Paapa...where is my story for today..haan?..she asked...tugging his elbow.. .shaking him out of his reverie...
He shook his head ..as if shaking away some distant memory ..and smiled at her...So my little princess wants her fairytale for the day haan?. .he asked. .chuckling. .
Yes paapa..please pretty please...she begged...
Oh she adored those stories...with her favorite heroine...the little girl...the princess to a wonderful land...who got lost the day she was born...swept far away from her family by a monster storm...and of how she reunited with them at the end...
The story remained the same..but the characters who accompanied her on this journey changed everyday. ..yup everyday...she had gotten one story every single day of these last 6 months...oh how many days did that make it...she couldn't do the math yet..but yes...many many days. .and many many stories. .
She knew most of the characters well by now...the ones who helped the little princess to find her way back home. ..but her favourites..
The angry young boy ..who had become a sweet charming prince after meeting a golden hearted fairy..
The fair angel ...who looked exactly like the little princess...but with a wishing wand...who had the power to grant impossible wishes...
And the golden hearted fairy ...who had the powers to take away all the sadness in the world ..and absorb them into herself. ..yet never let any child suffer pain ever. ..
Yes. .she loved them all..she could listen to those stories and their fairytale journeys over and over again..and her paapa knew that well didn't he...
But what he probably didn't know..that his little princess was not a small girl anymore...
That his little girl ...very well knew who the little girl in her paapas story was...and she also knew who those favorite characters in her story were...
This was her story her paapa was narrating. .stories of her childhood. .stories of her family before she was born...stories of a fairytale love story of 2 people who came together under the most impossible of circumstances, ..and this impossible love gave birth to her., the little princess of her paapas story...this wasn't any fairytale...it was her fairytale...
'And then they all lived happily ever after'...her paapa ended today's story. ..as he always did...and with a hint of tears threatening to fall from his eyes...the way they always did ...all these 6 months...he quickly turned away before she could see them..as he always did...these last 6 months...
Paapa...?...
Hmmm..Yup beta...
'Let's go home'..
.Haan..sure.Its getting late na...let's go home...he smiled..giving her his hand. ..
Paapa...this time ...this little princess will help her paapa find his way back to his home...no... ...'their home'.
..their fairytale would have its happily ever after ending too!...Soon...she promised herself...jumping up and holding his outstretched hand...
The end...
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