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Childless Mother (Part 3)

Equipped with all papers and files, keys and regrets. She tried to lock and forget every grudges in her heart while she was locking her house. "Surveen, may I drop you", Mrs. Dixit appeared with her car. Mrs. Dixit come out of car and opened the door to her, she daily use the same trick so that Surveen can't deny. Surveen keeps a constant smile on her face, that was the only way to show false emotions. "Don't worry her test was good, Mia got A grade." The curve of smile turned little genuine. We all need a mode of communication, for Mia and Surveen it was Mrs.Dixit and her daughter. Its irony when a child is unable to understand the feeling of and the unspoken words of her or his creator. On a multistorey building offside of road Surveen read a hoarding,  displaying "Every Chef's Choice.......". She got chocked for nanoseconds as she saw the bare knife in the hand of chef. A knife, that night, his husband, her fingerprints and alcohol. ...

Childless Mother (Part 2 - Introduction to personage)

The bus went taking all love Surveen wanted to express to her daughter Mia. When family is mere word for the people staying in one house, stranger become angel in our life. So was Mr. Bhatia for Surveen. He is friend of Surveen's father and the owner of city library where she work for ten hours. The only person who treat her like his own daughter and the only person who works as the last support for earning. When, in kitchen, Mia's mom is busy in packing hopes into her tiffin box, she witness the relation she desires in her dream world. In the same window of opposite house Mrs. Dixit and Sonam were giggling. Surveen smiles at them, Mrs. Dixit smiles back to her. Some conversations are small and prettiest. Sonam is Mia's closest friend who knew what Mia feels for her mother. Friendship in anybody life is like one time investment, returns are permanent. Sonam became Mia's best investment ever, the one who protect her from abusive taunts of classmate and one who hand...