Hi guys I'm back after a year! ONE WHOLE YEAR ON WATTPAD AND ONE WHOLE YEAR OF THIS BOOK. I know this book hasn't been quite popular but I was really fond of this book and to celebrate the one year anniversary I am changing this book into an Adiza and Avneil one shot book. This chapter is a continuation of the previous chapter (plzz go read that first). Half of it I am making up. People who are very sensitive beware, quite an emotional shot !

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Mowgli pov

10 YEARS! AFTER TEN YEARS I WAS FINALLY MEETING MY DAD! I didn't know how to put this feeling into words. I was meeting my superhero as my father for the first time. After 10 years I found out that my Jaan dii is my mumma! The person I loved the most, the person i respect more than anything, the person who taught me right and wrong, the person who I thought discriminated me against everyone else in the Sukoon house was my mumma. SHE PUT ME LOWER THAN EVERYONE BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T WANT ANYONE TO KNOW I WAS HER SON😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭! 

I always felt hurt but now I know why she did that. She loved me more than herself! She hid herself from me because she didn't want me to be known as the child of an illegitimate mother and to make it worse papa wasn't there. Like in the span of 10 days I found superman, then sayesha dii's wedding happened, then I found out that Jaan dii is my mum, then I found out that my dad is superman and I have a family! I mean that feeling was awesome....like atleast I didn't have to hide my face from anyone now when they ask "where are your parents?". 

But as expected, kuch tho hona hi tha. Papa was overwhelmed at this. Pehle tho after 10 years mumma ko milra hai aur kuch hi din me usko patha chala ki main uska baccha hai. Obviously he will be like that. I expected a beautiful happy life after that, bas main papa aur mumma. But obviously, aisa kaisa ho sakta kuch drama ke bina. I was so used to drama in the last few days, Sayesha dii ka wedding and all...takh chuki hun mein!

 Papa decides to file a case of custody on me and not take mumma back. Infact he DIVORECD HER! He was going to marry that Mitali auntie instead. Not going to lie she looked like a lizard😏😂. Like she was always sticking to papa...mumma like actually loved him and even has a child to prove their love but no papa was ziddi and didn't budge a bit. Mumma pleaded and begged to take back this case, of course akhir main hi tho unka pyaar ka only symbol tha. 

Well.........papa won the case and I was going to live with them. I mean I was happy I finally had a father with whom I've always wanted to have so much fun with but ek parent ko kho kar dusre ke pas jau tho kaise kush raho?  "SAB MITALI AUNTIE KE VAJASE HAI!" I cussed in my mind often but other than saying this in my mind I had no other time to speak. 

I really loved swetha dadi, bebe, prakash dadu, batman (as what sayesha dii used to call DD😂) and basically everyone but I just wasn't happy. Mumma nahi tha. Jaan dii who I was so accustomed to wasn't there. Then suddenly I fell ill. Mumma was called to make me feel somewhat better. It did. Atleast for some hours, I had the perfect family I had wished for. For some time I had all I wanted...peace after these stressful days. I mean at one point I was KIDNAPPED! But obviously to ruin my happiness came the villain in the form of my to-be- stepmother.

 Mumma,in the small amount of time I had with her,told me about my nani's and her story with papa. I mean she would tell me every now and then. It didn't make sense then but now it did. I respected the thought of step mothers but I really couldn't digest the fact that despite my mother being alive and fit I am being taken away from her and put in the care of a lady that just wants my father's love and barely even cares about me.

 I could see the picture... in a year or two's time my stepmother and father would have had their own child by then and me....... I would have been thrown aside like a child throws his favourite toy after he is bored of it. Who knows papa could be controlled by Mitali auntie and might not even let me meet mumma. I doubt mumma would even be there to console me, she would have long left for heaven joining my nanis leaving me here in the darkness.

I remember the day papa realised his mistake after being told by Sayesha dii and he apologised to mumma for his mistakes and requested her to marry him again. Mumma too broke down after all that commotion and simply refused. She told him to fulfil the promises he made to Mitali auntie and look after me. If papa hadn't had left the mandap I guess mumma would have slit her wrist or strangled herself to death the very moment papa tied the mangalsutra and filled sindoor in Mitali auntie's hairline. 

I was grateful for that and I was soo pleased that immediately mumma took Mitali auntie's place and married papa. If it wasn't for that I wouldn't have had my sister Neela with me right now. Yes, Neela. Mumma gave birth to a girl and papa named her Neela in memory of Neela nani who he believes gave him the best gift of his life 'mumma'. 

Neela is my princess she is everyone's princess. I love her more than anything, she is my lifeline. Neela and I have 10 years difference and I pamper her like anything but not too much that she gets too spoilt. Every time she ties the rakhi on my wrist with her little hands I can see mumma's eyes water and papa consoling her from behind saying that it is true...you've got the epitomes of cuteness infront of you and that her happy family is complete.

Well......this was true for 8 years after Neela's birth. By this time I was 18 and pursuing my first year in law (I am not sure if this can be possible feel free to correct me). I was the topper of the class and also was very adventurous and fun just like a back bencher. I was every girl's crush and dream guy. Not to brag but I had it all "looks, intelligence, loyalty, ethics...." as said by one of my best friends Ahana.

 Ahana was one of my closest friends, she knew all about my past, my mother's past and father's past. To my parents and family she was a gem and a second daughter. Neela loved Ahana a lot and called her Ahana didu Bebe loved Ahana a lot and considered her a great granddaughter too but before she could have spent any more time with Ahana she passed away. Everyone went into great mourning and I was the most affected because before Ahana I used to spend most of my time talking with Bebe or with dadi. Ahana helped me get over Bebe's death and move on. 

Then when all was going well in my life, a huge unexpected storm came our way. One day, when mumma came back with Neela from school and I was studying mumma said she felt dizzy. I made her rest for the remaining of the day and Ahana came over and helped take care of mumma. At this point, dadi and dadu live with Kareena Bua and my cousin Areena after Aman mamu and Maddy dadi(don't know what you would say plzz correct) died in a car crash. I told papa when he came home and he said its probably of exhaustion. I thought he was correct little did I know what was coming. 

Again the next day this happened, then the next and the next. After a week we decided to take mumma to the hospital. We found out that mumma has been diagnosed with cancer and has less time to live. Max 2-3 weeks. I was heartbroken. Shocked. Scared. Terrified. I didn't know what to do! As I usually do meine Ahana ko phone kar diya aur usko bata diya the shocking news we had just found out. 

Scared and petrified I broke down in Ahana's arms. Usually she would have consoled me but that day was different. She had lost her father who she had loved a lot at a very young age and her mother would work hard to provide for her and Ahana. We would often tell Prerna maa that we could provide for them both and they could live with us but Prerna maa refused saying that she wanted to earn for her and Ahana by herself. I see why mumma and maa became best of friends. 

When I told Ahana this she herself was quite shocked. She wasn't even in the state to console herself but somehow she managed to stay strong infornt  of me to console me. Prerna maa came over after she found out about the news. I couldn't even face mumma without bursting into tears. Neela asked me innocently "Bhaiya why are you crying? Aap hi tho bolti hun ki I shouldn't cry and stay strong, right? Then why are you?"She knew about mumma's situation and yet she still handled it maturely for an 8 year old. She is just like mumma.  She made me get some courage so the next few days I told Ahana to go to her college and I will send in a leave letter saying that I am attending my cousin's wedding. I wanted to spend mumma's last few days with her and let her be happy and stress free.

Obviously Ahana refused saying that she wanted to stay home aswell but I told her to focus on her studies just as mumma would want. Unwillingly she agreed and I spent the last few days with mumma and so did papa and Neela. Dadi and dadu flew back to India with Kareena Bua and Areena. Mumma spent loads of time with us and we had fun and made memories worth a lifetime. Mumma's health kept getting worse day by day and the doctor told us she could live max about a week . Every day mumma before going to bed would kiss me and Neela and tell us that she loved us. 

Suddenly one day when mumma's health was at its peak, mumma came and told me "beta I might not be here tomorrow to see your success as a lawyer, well you know that by now. Neav baccha Neela aur apne papa ko sambhalo. Aapne papa ko sambhalo, he will be very hurt kyunki unkilye dusre baar chodke jaa rahe hun na. Beta, ghar ab tumahri haatho mein hai. Tume kabhi bhi mujhe miss karo bas ye picture dekho aur batao tumahri saare problems mein fix kardunga. I love you beta!" I told her not to speak like this and that we will find a way to make her stay although we both knew that was physically impossible. Next morning, no matter how hard we tried to wake mumma up she wouldn't wake up. 

She left us! SHE LEFT US! Just as she said papa was heartbroken. He wasn't ready to accept that mumma has left us. Dadu and Kareena Bua were trying to console Neela. Areena was too young to understand in the first place so she stayed out of it. I was trying to console the family at mumma's demise. Well that didn't go so well because I could barely control myself. Ahana and Prerna maa tried to help but it was no use mumma the life of our house had left it once again there was nothing that could have been done.

Unwillingly we had to say our final goodbyes to mumma and I performed her final rites being her only son. Neela and papa just cried and cried. Dadi and dadu were not in the correct state of minds themselves. Nothing could express this pain. I didn't know what to do.

From then I couldn't concentrate at all and to make it worse just when we were all getting a bit better , papa fell very ill and his health was worsening day by day. On one hand family on the other hand I can't catch up on all I've missed. I was just becoming more and more stressed.

Suddenly one day papa had a heart attack. We had to hospitalise him and they kept him under observation for a long time. Then as we all expected he said a similar thing to me just as mumma did and closed his eyes never to be opened again.

I collapsed. All the sadness buried inside I let out. I cried ut out. Neela was the hardest to control and now with no parental supervision I was left alone to look after my family and focus on studies at the same time.

After papa's funeral rites I told dadi and dadu to take Neela along with them to Australia because it would be very hard for me to handle her aswell as myself.

The next couple of years weren't easy for me. Every year along with diwali and holi we would celebrate mumma and papa's death anniversaries, their birthdays and their wedding anniversary. I was bullied in college because I became a total nerd.

I didn't care though. I had to do it atleast for Neela I thought. Ahana helped me get out of depression and slowly I did but mumma and papa's death still flashed infront of my eyes every time  I tried to sleep.

After graduating from law college, one of the first decisions I made was to hand the family business into Ahana's hands because she had studied business.

7 years later here I just got married to my best friend and the love of my life Ahana.

I don't know when it happened orhow it happened. Love is unexpected you know. Before tying the mangalsutra and filling Ahana's hairline with sindoor I saw mumma and papa blessing me along with all the love in their heart.

I am married to the love of my life, I am a success lawyer, Ahana making our family business more successful,  Neela studying to become an ips helping Prerna maa in the NGO our lives are set. Yes in the political jobs me and Ahana are doing well will obviously have some enemies but I want to shrug it off and live a peaceful life atleast for some time.

Every night before going to bed I remember mumma and papa's words and they inspire me everyday. I know wherever they are they are watching and are happy with our success. I know they are with me all the time. No matter what. Nobody can separate  a child from its parents and I will not let anybody separate me from mine. They reside in my heart always and will always be there ready to safeguard me from all dangers of the world.

------Neav Khanna

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Ufff done finally after so long. Last 28th was when I was meant to publish this. It's almost a month late😂😂. Also if you haven't read my other books Life after the battles and Adiza a two part love story go check those out aswell.  Please vote and comment. First time I've done something so emotional. Please tell me how it was i real need to know 😂😂. Plzz vote and comment.  Also feel free to suggest and ideas for this book

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