A/n: Hello everyone! Thank you from the bottom of my heart for such a warm welcome :D ,thanks a lot for the dear reviews and even for reading that idiotic story :p ...hope you enjoy this one :D Please don't doze off in this one and yes of course! Each review counts :D aaannndd sorry for any sort of grammatical error.
He walked out of the airport with luggage in both hands, his pale cheeks were filled with colour, colour of joy. His hair was swaying to the gently blowing breeze and his muscular body which had grown numb was in the need for relaxation. He called a cab and got in. The cab started and so did his train of thoughts. Finally ..finally he was going to meet his family, some people he could call his own! The cutest angel on earth! Suddenly he came out of his thoughts when it struck him how fast time had flown by ...and it was after five whole years since he was visiting that place, five years since he had not seen her! Will she be happy to see him? or angry? or sad? These questions occupied his thoughts till the cab screeched to a halt indicating that that he had reached his destination. He took his luggage, paid the driver and got down. Before he could take a step towards the mansion that awaited him ,the door opened with a bang and the cute little, 8 year old angel came running and flung herself on him. Seeing that she could not reach upto his neck he kept the luggage down and gently picked her up. A small smile escaped his lips whereas his eyes were trying their best to fight away the tears which were adamant on falling. Still holding her he went inside dragging his luggage all the way. All that the girl could do was stare at him and nothing else. Joy, excitement and togetherness clearly visible on both the faces.
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He walks in and gently puts her down. Half crashing on the sofa he starts looking around for someone. When a voice is heard, coming probably from one of the bedrooms.
He walks in, finding the bedroom from which the voice was coming.
Voice: Are beta tum aa gaye? Thak gaye hoge na? Thodi der aaram karlo phir baatein karte hain.
Person: (while touching his feet) Ji! Mein abhi aya haath-mooh (hands-face) dho kar.
Voice: Theek hai beta. Khuch khana hoga toh bol dena.
Person: Haan, aap chinta mat kijiye. Arre ab yeh Isha kahan chali gayi?
Voice: (laughs) Subah se apne Daya chachu ke liye kuch bana rahi thi, wahi lane gayi hogi!
Daya: How sweet, chaliye tauji ab mein aapko thodi der mein fresh hoke milta hun!
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He walks out of the bathroom with a towel in his hand, drying his hair. He spots Isha patiently waiting for her with a huge colourful piece of paper in her hand.
[Self talk; My angel! I love her to bits! This small little innocent face has been my pillar of support since the last five years . (A/n: It was just five years back that Daya, by accident,due to some case related stuff of course, got to know that he had a tauji and her granddaughter living in Banglore. He and Abhijeet had come for a case's hearing and Daya had spotted this girl crying,standing in the corner of the footpath. She had lost her way and being the soft hearted person he was, [A/n: Daya is very dayalu you see ;)] he went along with her to drop her back to her house,where this tauji recognised them and all the tracing down family history and all happened. Meanwhile the two got so attached to each other that when they separated it was as if you could hear their hearts shatter into small fragments)]
Isha: Daya chachu aap apna eyes close karo na ek baar.
Daya: Okay cutie pie.
He shuts his eyes and Isha walked upto him, placed the card in his hand and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Opening his eyes he glances at the card, which had a drawing of a tall man and a tiny girl with two ponytails and a heart beside the girl. Daya cupped her face and gently kissed her forehead.
Then they both go down the stairs, hand in hand, to have a meal as Daya was starving. Tauji joined them for snacks- cum- dinner and Daya and Tauji had a loooong conversation about all the joys and sorrows of the past five years, Isha's education and health and Daya's another unsuccessful try at forcing his Tauji to shift to Mumbai. His tauji was very adamant on sticking to that house till his last breath as there very MANY, MANY memories connected to the house, which had seen the tauji at every stage of his life, from a new born to teenage to marriage and beyond!
After this tiring journey he was really sleepy, but wanting to spend some time with Isha he held back his sleep and ran around the kitchen, 2 bedrooms and even the dining table area in order to catch that little brat. As we are with children, he too was running at his slowest speed possible. After finally catching her, he picked her up flung her into the air and back in his safe arms. Daya sat down on the sofa, Isha still clung on to him, making herself comfortable and snuggling up against his chest she fell asleep while daya gently stroked her hair. Unknowingly he too slept in the exact same position!
If anyone would have watched them both at that time, the only reaction would have been an "aww" escaping their mouths without a second to waste...
A/n: Thank you for reading this, specially to those who lasted till the end :p well here is end of chapter one. Next chapter will be on some moments Daya spends with Isha in this vacation. "Please review" part goes without saying so, yeah, please do! All types of reviews will be most welcome. Last but not the least i would like to thank NainaCID and I'intrus for their helping hand. Without them i wouldn't have got the encouragement to write a story and post it on CID FF. 3 ya' both!