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Ayaana wakes up from the sleep as the alarm rings. She looks at the time and turns it off. She gets ready for her day after taking a long shower and changes into a top and jeans.
She walks downstairs towards the dinning table where her father and brothers are seated. Ayaana walks and takes her seat. The maid serves her the breakfast. Ayaana looks at her father and speaks "Dad, I want to travel to Paris". Khalind looks at his daughter. Zayan tenses but composes quitely eating his breakfast. Asan looks at his sister and speaks, " ofcourse, you can go tomorrow".
"Not tomorrow, I will be traveling next week", Ayaana says. " Why next week", asan questions her. Ayaana replies carefully, " I am occupied with work this entire week". Asan looks at her and speaks, " Next week I and dad are going to Italy. You can go to Paris after we return from Italy". " But at the month ending I have a photo shoot, I will be busy with it", she replies him. Asan looks at her and stays quite. He looks at his father.
Khalind looks at his daughter and stays quite. Ayaana gives her best puppy eyes and speaks," please dad, I want to enjoy my free time travelling". Khalind thinks for a while and speaks, " Ayaana, make sure you are safe". Ayaana nods happily as her father agreed. Zayan looks at her knowing. The breakfast completes peacefully.
Ayaana goes to Zayan room and locks the door. Turns towards her brother and speaks," Is everything done ". " I spoke to one of my friend about the details, your password will be ready within this week along with necessary documents, make sure you return back to France on time", he says. Ayaana nods at him and walks out happily towards her room.
She enters her room and takes necessary things for packing along with clothes. She takes kalash which has her mother ashes carefully and puts it in her bag. She completes her packing.
The day arrives. Asan and khalind leave to Italy in the morning. The same evening Ayaana leaves to Paris according to her plan. As soon as she reaches there she calls her brother Zayan. Zayan lifts the call and asks, " Your passport is with you right". "The flight to India is at tomorrow evening. I had put a new phone in your bag, use it to contact me when you reach India", he says. Ayaana thanks her brother and hangs up. She enjoys her one day trip in Paris. The next day Ayaana reaches the airport by evening. She sits peacefully in the plane, clutches her bag to her heart and whispers " I am coming maa".
She lands in Mumbai the next day. She walks out of the airport and looks for one particular person.
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I walk out of airport and looks around. I am looking for that one person who promised me to pick up from the airport. Seriously, she told me she would be here on time. "Hey, Ayaana," I hear someone calling my name. I turn around to look at that person. Before I could register I am already engulfed in a tight hug. I look at the person who is clinging to me like a koala, it's my friend Avni. I hug her back. Avni steps back breaking the hug and speaks excited," it's the first time you came to India". I nod at her and speak, "yes, everytime you used to travel France to meet me". Yes, Avni had travelled twice to France, she met me while attending her work with her teammates. " I will show you best places in Mumbai, we both will enjoy the outings, she says excited. "Hold on, you know well why I came to India, I want to mix my mother ashes in Ganga Ghat ", I remind her.
Avni looks at me and speaks ," ofcourse, by the time you return back to France, we will travel to Varanasi, we have a week to enjoy the outings". I nod at her. She guides me towards her scooty. I hop on it behind her. She starts driving it. We reach her appartment. I step down from the scooty, she parks it in the parking lot. We both walk towards her appartment. She unlocks it and opens the door. The room is small but quite modest. She actually maintained it well.
Avni leaves here alone. Her parents are living in a village at Andhra Pradesh. She is working as an intern in the Pratap's group of industries in Mumbai branch.
" Ok, now go and get fresh up ", I hear avni voice, I nod at her and leaves to restroom and take a relaxing shower. I change into my pajamas and walk out towards the kitchen. Avni is cooking pasta, I must say it smells good. My mouth waters. We both have the pasta. Mmm I must say she cooks the best, it's tasty. I don't even know to add salt properly in a curry. After the meal we went back to the room. We both took a nap.
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Ayaana wakes up after a good nap. She looks beside her on the bed. Avni is already awake and combing her hair infront of mirror. Ayaana looks at her and speaks, " Aren't you going to work". " I applied leave for one week", she replies. Ayaana nod at her.
As the time flees. Avni had shown her tourist places in Mumbai. Five days has passed with in a blink of eye. They reach her apartment at the evening from nearby exhibition. Ayaana lays on the couch lazily and speak, " Avni, it's time to go to Varanasi". Avni looks at her and nods. " Tommorow we will travel early morning and reach there within few hours", she speaks. Ayaana nods at her and walk towards her bag.
Ayaana packs her luggage and put it aside. She check her bag which had the kalash. The next day they leave for a early flight in the morning. They reach varnasi within few hours. Avni had already booked a common suit in a nearby hotel for there stay. They reach the hotel and walks into there allotted suit. Ayaana looks at Avni who is engrossed in checking files. "Didn't you say you took leave", she asks her.
Avni replies , " I have some pending work , I have to give this file as soon as possible when I reach back to Mumbai". Ayaana nods at her.
The room service knocks the door. They bring there breakfast. Both of them gets fresh up and have there breakfast. Ayaana takes her bag and gets up. " Let's go now avni, we should go to the Ganga Ghat ", she speaks. Both of them reach Ganga Ghat. Avni speaks," Ayaana, you go and perform the rituals, I want to purchase some books from here". Ayaana nods at her and walks towards the Ganga Ghat, she performs the rituals as per the priests instructions. She takes the kalash and mixes the ashes in the sacred Ganga, closes her eyes and prays. " Maa, I hope you are watching over me from the heaven ", she mumbles to herself.
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