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After enough daydreaming about Riyansh when her mischievous eyes landed on the red diary kept on her bed. She realised that she was distracted and she needed to come back to reality.

"Oh How can I be so stupid? I forgot I have to write in my diary." She exclaimed and face palmed herself.

Then she sat on her bed and took her diary in her hands with a blue pen. She sat against the headboard having her knees bent to support her diary. She opened her diary and crawled her fingers above its pages filling the fresh crisp of the pages on her fingertips. And then an adorable smile landed on her lips, "I love the pages of a new diary." She uttered to herself.

On the first page she wrote her name with delicacy and precision controlling her breaths and hand movements like she was defusing a bomb, one wrong wire and everything gonna be ruined. Then she opened the next page of her diary and started writing.

◑☆◑ START OF ARYA’S DIARY ◑☆◑

"Dear Diary,

To tell you the truth I am just writing to you because my old therapist aunty told me to do so. Now I think when I have made a decision that I want to get freedom from my fears. So I should really prepare myself for that and get rid of Self-Harm too. Therefore, I decided to take Professional Help.

I know it's not gonna be easy. Perhaps I will fail many times. I failed in Childhood too. But this time I am not gonna lose, I am not gonna admit defeat. Because I have both my Mum and Dad and also my Guardian Angel supporting me.

Though, I didn't tell it to Riyansh Sir. Oh! I mean Riyu. Isn't Riyu a cute name but cringy as well? Hehe! Few days ago, I went to meet Mum and Dad and even forgot to tell it to Riyu. He was so angry about it. And I know it's not his fault. It's my fault, I scared him into thinking that I had done something wrong to myself. I am surely a stupid.

But after so much of back and forth. Things have gotten fixed. And I have learnt my lesson to not worry those people who are concerned about me.

After I went to tell Riyu my secret, I felt there was someone else who needed to know the truth.

And they were my parents. I never told them anything because I felt if I did I would burden them. I didn't want to cause them sorrow, so I made my heart a treasure chest filled with nothing but gloom. It was difficult for me to live with them. Because I felt I would not be able to hide everything from them for forever. Therefore I did what I thought was right and I distanced them from myself.

And now, when I think about it. It seems stupid to me. I should have told them everything but I never had the courage to do so. My lips panicked and tongue froze at the thought of telling them everything. I was even worried what if I lose them too just because I was a depressed kid back then. What if they abandon me. Questions like these didn't let me say the truth to them.

I had never told them, but to be honest I had loved them way more than they can assume. That's why I didn't want to lose them. I didn't want them to spend more money just on my treatment even though there was no lack of money ever but I was already under the debt of their immense love.

I always thought who would like to have a kid who was dead inside? I always feared they don't deserve me. They deserved far much better than me. I hated myself because I wasn't a perfect child. I was just an emotional burden. I was very insecure. And that's why, finally I decided to let go of my insecurities and talk to my parents.

When I went to my house and see Mum and Dad. My eyes prickled with tears. Warm tears of happiness mingling with tears of a hidden misery and nostalgia. My heart calling for Mum and Dad.

I missed them a lot. But I couldn't tell them. When I called, "Mum, Dad" my voice trembled and broke. Dad was reading a book. And Mum was preparing dinner. They saw me and for some seconds they kept staring at me.

Perhaps it was unbelievable for them to see me there all unannounced. Their eyes had their own share of tears welling in them. Quickly, they wiped their tears.

"Mrigha, Ask her what is she doing here after all the time? Earlier I remember her college schedule was too tight to even talk" Dad stated firmly, avoiding to look at me.

I knew he was angry. "Oh! Ansh, Aaru came after such a long time. Don't be so hard on her." Mum replied to him looking at me with affectionate tears. I could see love in her eyes for her daughter. She must be angry on me too. But I know seeing me, her anger evaporated in the air.

Dad didn't look at me and just stayed silent, focusing on his book. His hands trembling with the feelings he was trying to hide from me. His tears dotting on the dark and bold letters of his book.

I didn't say anything to him and just went to him and hugged him tightly.

"I am sorry, Dad. I am sorry for everything I have done. I am sorry for being such a bad daughter." I apologized to him.

He was frozen for sometime, not moving at all but gave up in the last and hugged me back. "Are you again reading Swami and His Friends by RK Narayan? That was my favourite book." I asked looking at the book in his hands, still having my arms wrapped around him. I wanted all the affection and love and care of my Mum and Dad.

"I miss you so much, Aaru." Dad said, calling me by my nickname.

"Ansh, did only you miss her? I missed my Aaru as well." Mum spoke wiping her tears.

"See Aaru, your mum hasn't changed a bit in all these years. She just want a chance to deliver extra dramatic dialogues" Dad joked and I laughed with my tears. You aren't in an Indian home until and unless your Mom and Dad is not bickering with each other on little things. And you're watching them with full interest to see who wins this time.

"What did you say about me?" Mum glared at him narrowing her eyes, ready to attack.

"Mum, I need a hug from you too." I went and hugged her tightly, swirling her in a circle. And then I raised my eye brows at dad and gave him a known smirk.

"Thanks for saving me from your mum." He mouthed to me and I gave him a big Dad-Daughter sneaky grin.

"Aaru, You come home so rarely we feel like you have joined army." Mum said.

"I am sorry, Mum. I will come more often from now onwards." I stated to her, having a wide smile plastered on my lips.

"You say the same things always." Dad commented.

"It's a pinky promise." I added and grinned innocently.

"Okay, okay stop talking you two now. And Aaru you came at right time. We were just going to have dinner. Change your clothes and come to eat quickly. I will make more special things for you. You need to eat too. Only your dad is getting fat by eating. My Aaru is still thin like paper." She blabbered without a stop and I chuckled at her innocence.

"Hey, I am still a handsome hunk. I just need to dye my hair. If I go to Aaru's college. Girls will think I am her younger brother" Dad defended himself and I suppressed my laugher trying to escape from my lips.

"Oh Please! handsome hunk. Don't embarrass your daughter by doing that." Mum rolled her eyes at Dad.

"No, no! Mum, Dad is right. He is the second most handsome guy in the whole universe for me." I defended the honour of my dad. At last he is my dad. And even if I know it's a lie still a daughter's duty is to save the pride of her Dad.

"Second most? Then who is the first most handsome guy in the Universe for you?" Dad questioned me being confused.

My cheeks burnt when my Dad asked about the first most handsome guy in the Universe. My ears getting warm and a stifled smile escaped from my lips. I could not control myself from smiling like maniacs in the front of my parents. It was something out of my control. My mum saw me and gave me a look like she had read what was written on my face.

"Oh! Ansh, There are only two most handsome guys in the world for a girl and it is her dad and the man she loves." Mum spilled and I stared at her in disbelief.

"Mum, I don't love him. He is my Professor. He is just handsome." I protested immediately, being crimson red in embarrassment.

"Yeah, what are you saying, Mrigha? Is it her age to fall in love? She will only fall in love when she will be 60. I don't want my daughter to leave all of a sudden." My dad quickly protested too.

"60?" I gasped looking at him feeling dazed with my jaw hung opened.

While mum face palmed herself.

"Aaru go and change your clothes, before your dad say something more foolish." Mum shooed me away.

I went to my room. And locked it and then when I searched my phone to message Riyu. It was that time when I found nothing. My phone wasn't with me.

"Oh! Hell no!" I exclaimed. I didn't even remember his number. But good thing was that I went there for only one night. I thought that I was there for a night but I wasn't.

When I was at my other house means the  house in the city where my college was. Actually it would not be wrong to call it my house. Because the actual owner of that house was Mum. She bought it when she was young.

I thought I would tell my parents  everything as soon as I would go there. And then I would come back. It's only 3 hours distance from both the cities.

But when I reached at the food table. I saw how happy Mum and Dad was. I didn't want to spoil thier mood by telling them everything. It had been days since I saw them and it had been more days since I saw them smiling. Therefore I decided to wait for the right moment.

I ate delicious food made by Mum and it was not less than heaven. I ate like I was a bear who was about to go to hibernate.

After chatting them with a little bit enjoying and laughing. I went to the balcony for getting a little bit of fresh air. Because my introvert battery needed some time to charge.

To be continued...

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