"you know guddu..."
I lift my head gazing questionably into those bottomless chocolate-brown watches that stand just above my skull spilling into a very earnest ambiance, as chachu commences passing me the metallic vessel molded with a curved to its only end, the silverware which is called jug, over which two identical silver glasses sit one inside another, into it's hollow cavity.
"...you can still come upstairs"
"It's alright, Chachu" I grinned gripping the silverware close to my chest and taking full control of it once and for all. However, for the words that were resting eagerly on the tip of my tongue, I spun around my skull casually reading my surroundings silently-
'hm... All clear' my brain responds as I twist my skull to the initial refocusing,
"Dadi must have slept in solitary for a while, I assume she would enjoy some company by her side"
"... Such Nobel thought" he forced a smile, nevertheless, his face does reveal how much he had to disagree... However,
"I must be going then, good night" he veers around dropping his protest and getting underway to the household that was settled on the first floor.
" Good night" and I waved my hand until the door above shut close with a bang, I finally bent down touching my feet and taking a sigh of relief,
'Huff... Finally, I'm gonna go take a nap off the drama ! '
But... *shirk* *Rattle*
Oh no... I forgot...
"guddu..." Grandma sauntered out holding her saree's folds within her gasp, into the thin closed ally peeking out her round wrinkled head out of the door of the bathroom, with those tightened weak-matched gazes almost like a mole on the ground.
"You are here? "
Great, how did I even forget where the hell I was?!
It wasn't a magical kingdom... But a stagecraft....
'And Specular stagecraft of the Shanti Niwas (The peace palace)
The drama is everywhere during bright light... Or even in nap time...
how was there supposed to be any peace here?! However, you are still in the process of understanding it...isn't it complicatedly true, dash?'
(Hey readers,
I know... Was I late?
But I too am facing insane traffic, please... Forgive me,
Bye,
Your author)