Next week after drawing incident mom decided to make me visit museum and painting exhibitions. Dad was not fond of painting like mom but he still loved to know about old painters and their painting.
They made plan for entire week. Mom came to my room early in morning and woke me. Usually she preferred to let me sleep until dawn but that day she was exited and woke me around four . Dad took leave from his work. Mom, Dad , Siya and I went to an museum. While walking I saw an antique piece of jewelry from historical era. I was exited to look closely and I speed up myself to go there. While walking fast I slipped and fell and twisted my ankle. "Oh! my masterpiece! ,i..eh..i. want to see that ". Mom looked around and found me in a corner . I was blowing air on my pain and rubbing skin to warm . "Mom ? she must be looking for me , i just broke my new sandal!" I wanted to run and hide somewhere . But mom found me.
" Pahi how come you are here?why are you sitting on floor" Mom was asking me and picked me up in her arms ."Look your foot looks swollen. Dad is looking for you , let's go", She took me to dad who was angry and worried for me. I could sense something was more than anger and worry on his face but what was that. Dad saw me walking towards him and he hurriedly grabbed me in his hands. "Dad !" ,only one word to make him calm. Dad checked me if I was injured.
Suddenly his gaze stuck on my swollen ankle, his eyes squinted and then widened. " Pahi your ankle! what happened dear?" dad asked me questions and I was hesitating to answer.
he immediately took me to nearby hospital . Nurse checked my foot and gave me some ointment and sprays.
"Riddhi", how can you loose her like that. You know what I am talking about". Dad took mom outside to talk and mom cried "I know !I know we can't let her go anywhere without us ,but ! she slipped away when I was looking at some sculptures".
Mom dad took me home after that and didn't talk much both were silent . They laid me down on my bed and left me.
I stood up in front of window with holding a stick. I was enjoying garden view, when i saw a boy walking into our garden. He looked upward and saw me . At first sight we decided we will become eternal enemies but story was going to be different.
I came down with Siya's help. Siya was holding me while taking me downstairs.
"Siya!put me down, thank you!".
Siya helped me in standing on my own. I turned and was about to go to butler, when I saw that boy was sitting, in front of my parents! with his family. "Who are these guests!", I asked Siya. She said she did not know who those guests were.
" Pahi come here!, meet him! he is your new brother Vihal ", mom introduced him to me . I wanted to say no,but then why should I! .And even I didn't like him before but I felt bad for him. He had lost his parents in a car accident and was driven out of his own house. How could I say no. I had familiar situation like him, being abandoned!. Thankfuly I had my grandma beside me.
"Hello, I am Pahi, your sister ", I introduced myself to him and asked him to come with me. On our way to garden Siya was carrying me. I asked Vihal about his age and he softly answered "I am Vihal , I am fourteen years old". Fourteen years means he was going to be my elder brother!. Nah! I never wished to have elder brother!. I firmly said "ahmm! I know I am younger than you but! but!, I am going to be your elder sister! got it", my words were may be sounding childish but my intentions were not. I always had wish have a younger siblings. So, how could I had gaveup for such crucial matter.
Siya bursed out in laughter " baby Pahi are you sure about being an elder sister !". I looked at her with determined look.
Vihal asked Siya to give me to him. He carried me all way back to the hall. " I told you I am your elder sister, why are you carrying me?!", I got angry on him but I felt better, it was a good feeling of having someone to care about you, it was really a good feeling.
"I am putting you down, elder sister!", he smiled while saying that. Was he making me sound old ! , I was acting as child after so long.
"Madam Mr.Vihal carried Pahi baby here I asked him not to but !", Siya was hesitating and trying to take me back all the way. She was concerned , what if he dropped me down!.
Vihal's relative left him . How could they be so cruel !, they did not even spared their time to say goodbye.
"Vihal! come here, Pahi! he is your big brother from today",mom sweetly told me about how to behave with him ect., I was listening to her words carefully ! atleast pretending to. I decided to boss around my brother and was smiling while listening to instructions.
Like his name "Vihal " he was symbol of happiness but the deep sadness and sorrow was hiding behind him. I was wondering about his past life.
"Siya I am leaving, show Vihal his room ", mom said to Siya and left. I pinched Vihal and ran away. He followed me to stop me. While running he picked me up and did not let me go. He choosed room next to mine.
My cheeks were red and he was roming around while carrying me as a pillow!. I was angry to death.
After roming around he sat down and placed me in his laps. I slept there . I had no idea why? he was still new at my house and I was not habitual of him. But I guess maybe that's how brother's care feel like.
After few hours when I woke up Siya came to pick me but my brother stopped her. He took me to the room and lied me down on bed. He was very careful as my foot was almost swollen. And I was wondering how I ran with such swollen foot.
Vishal was a happy child and did not showed his pain to anyone. He was little reluctant to our parents but was close to me. I hated him for pinching my cheeks and nose.