Lavanya,
once again turned to see her house to gather the warmth so that she doesn’t
miss it much. Her brother Atul who was watching her over-sensitive sister
diverted her mind, “you can always see the house in the video chat; don’t be
sentimental let's get into the car before you get late”.
Lavanya
sighed, picked her backpack while her father arranged her luggage in the car and
her mother shuffled keys to lock the multiple locks of the door while trying to
control tears.
Lavanya
was already missing every one even before stepping into the land
of Monsoons for her post graduation, yes this is what she called Pune,
which was best described to her by her cousins and seniors.
