ARYA CHAVAN

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ARYA CHAVAN

Tragedy Inspirational Thriller Drama Horror Others Children Crime Fantasy Children Stories Abstract Classics

Call from roots (part 3)

Call from roots (part 3)

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RING RING RING (phone ringing)"hey! Your mom is extremely unhealthy she is majorly missing you can't you came for her she is almost to death hey???" I was terriblebly okay! Yes I was okay because now I had money I had wealth; I needed no one to cuddle now we say right that when we have everything and our necessity are stupendously filled we don't even care of those who helped in harder times! I didn't even think of mom and just was busy with myself someone would be so guilty huh?!! Every day max used to call and inform me about mom but I just nodded my nodded and took no notice of the situation. Grumpily I switched off my phone "terrible people, why do I even put my head into those rubbish matters" with disregard I said. After few days I checked my phone "146 MISSED CALLS" this matter went literary serious and my phone fell from terror and abruptly bended down on keens "it is too late, it is too late "max yelled on the phone……………………… and soon I came to know that my mom was no more ………….

"when we lose someone we understand the importance " this statement felt out true I took my cloths my panties grabbed my jacket and rushed towards the car I drew as sudden that I could my tears felt me so hard and soon reached my village I could realize how badly I treated by leaving my hometown I could remember all the fun with max and villagers and helping my mom……………..I reached home but I could see no one around mostly there are many people gathered keeping a hard step inside house I could see a women a very old women cutting onions wiping her eyes with her old and torn saree I raised my hand and knocked the door I the remembered the time of childhood ……..the lady turned around but couldn't see her because of the behind window shinning she moved to left and took a step ahead ………………..

I ran hard and hugged her, hugged her tight "mom, why did you lie I'm sorry I am extremely sorry" she smiled sincerely…………….."Ouch" max poked me with stick I was literary overwhelmed i inquired max for lying to me he replied me with the feeling with missing me the needing time and left over I could just feel his words and mom kept pampering me and knew how guilty I was there after swore not to just rush around luxury……………..


Even a rich person is poor without mom!


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