My French Princess

It's been years since I met my parents. The only way I get my family's whereabouts is by the two beautiful adorable friends, but more like sisters Khushi and Chavi. I and Khushi are of the same age. And Chavi is two years younger. Our chemistry is so strong, without saying a word we understand each other’s mood and gestures, by the way, we Indians are very famous for our eyes gesture and nodding habits. I will be back with my family when I will complete my mission, find and punish the murderer of my deceased elder sister Kavya. She was my wonder woman.

Everyone adores her; she was talented and beautiful inside out.

We were a happy family, but the happiness didn’t stay long as I was house arrested after Kavya Di’s death. Baba (Dad) never allowed me outside of the world... No one has ever seen me in person. People have no clue, how I look. I did my senior high and college from home, I still miss that phase of my life where could I have some good times to be remembered.

Many know about this incident, but no one knows the real reason except my family and my friends Tanya and Aditya.

Tanni and Aditya are elder than me. They were Kavya Di's friends. After Kavya Di's demise, Tanni and Aditya took great care of me as a younger sister. They are my elder sister and brother. Tanni Di is a doctor and Aditya is in the hotel and construction business.

 I was on the watch all the time, and my bodyguards followed me everywhere. No one could imagine, how suffocating it was. I guess even I breathed on the count. No one wants to live a life where it’s a constant reminder that you were the reason behind your loved one deceased. This burden never allowed me to breathe in peace.

An incident with Kavya Di, made me understand life is unpredictable and always prepared for the worst. Never let your situation make you feel pity for yourself. That's why; I learned everything to make baba understand that I am strong, physically and mentally as well. I learned marshals and finger art (using your finger's pressure at certain points of the body makes a person unconscious), business management and psychology, and many more. Still, Baba never allowed me. I guess, he is afraid to lose me like Kavya Di.

My siblings have seen me living a suffocating life. I remembered the day when Shaurya Bhai (my elder brother) and Khushi helped me to escape. Though security was tight, my siblings managed. My family is under the impression; that I left as they imprisoned me.

I knew Maa and Baba were worried. I could have imagined their worried faces, but I want to punish that killer.

I flew to New York, and had enough money for survival, at least for six to seven months. I knew very well where to spend money to keep it flowing, i.e., the Stock market. It’s risky, but I have to take it. I learned about the stock market from my elder brother Shaurya. He is a genius in it. I use to call him Money Man. I love to learn new things and because of this hobby, my life has become easier.

I know my family is searching for me. To conceal myself, I changed my looks to baggy clothes, old specs, and some makeup to hide my features. Now you are thinking about who I am. I am a princess.

One of my aims in life is to get that murderer and hand over him to Baba. I cannot bring back Kavya Di; at least this gives me a sense of relief. No one is aware of my mission. It’s between me, my sisters and friends. Especially, Me and Chavi quite involved in it.

Last three years, we have all been making sure, that no one gets tracks me down, not even my family. We are attentive with my brothers Shaurya and Hridya.

We connect each other cautiously, not to be tracked.

After that occurrence, our families are meticulous toward Khushi and Chavi. They didn’t prison them. However, my sisters have to give their whereabouts almost every day to family over the phone or video call.

I knew my family are missing me too. Everyone surmises Baba is the stone heart, but he is a bruiser with a soft center. I guess all dads are the same. We always talk about Mom and scarifies, but we hardly cogitate about dad. Mothers are expressive. Dad, they will never let others know how they are feeling. Both parents have different responsibilities. If anyone is missing, the family is incomplete. They are our family pillars.

Currently, I am working in a Robotics company owned by Lemaire Industries on a pretty good salary. New York living standards are stratospheric, for good life your pocket always needs to be full.

Today, it’s my birthday. I am missing my boyfriends and chilies a lot. Yes, you read it correctly; my boyfriends include my Dadu (Grandpa), Baba, Uncle Swaraj, and my brothers (Shaurya and Hridya). Chilies are my Maa and Aunt Sukriti. However, I am lucky my sisters and Aditya are with me to celebrate.

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It's midnight, Khushi and Chavi squealed with delight joined by Aditya "Happy Birthday Pari". I am Adira, my family calls me Pari (Angel) at home...

Khushi with a teasing tone “Oldie". Adira smirks and replied, " Oh really! Kiddo". Chavi and Aditya muttered, "Here begins sisters' live show". Khushi replied in an angry tone “Don't you dare call me Kiddo, Adira. I am matured and beautiful woman". Adira replied, "You started sweets, so think before you speak devil."