Ghost Calls - hima (different e readers .TXT) 📗

fit into it. One of the maids helped with our packages while Neha and Aryan ushered me in. It looked like some kind of palace.

I glanced at everything with exciting eyes. “Wow!” I exclaimed. “Do you like your house?” I heard my dad’s voice. I walked over to him. “Your mom designed every inch of this house, she put her whole heart into this house, It reminded me so much of her that’s why I never wanted to come back here.” He said in a muffled voice. I squeezed his hands.

We ate lunch in silence. My dad cleared his throat. “I have to go to city tomorrow to make some business arrangements so that we can settle in her. I don’t want to leave you but I had to go…” he said. “It’s okay, dad as long as you promises to return soon.” I said smiling.

“Dev, Let Aryan and Neha stay here until Megha adjusts here.” He said. Mr. Mehra nodded. “Wow!” Neha exclaimed.
“So… how do you like your house?” Dad asked. “Are there any secret passages and tunnels?” I joked looking at the size of the house. Dad chuckled. “Knowing your mom, she must have made some.” Dad said smiling.

Mr & Mrs Mehra left in the evening. Mrs. Mehra warned Neha not to do anything wrong. “I’ll show you something… Come on.” Neha dragged me.
She took me to through a twists and turns until she opened a double door, “A pool in the house?” I exclaimed. Just then the servants filled the pool with clean water.

“Wow! We should come here some time…”I said. “Why not now?” Neha asked. “Don’t you want to see the rest of the house?” I asked. She gave in. “Megha…” I heard dad’s voice.

“Choose a room for you… and see whether you wanting anything more.” dad said and left to his room. “Come…Let’s pick a room for you.” Neha said excited. There were almost four large bedrooms, each one is decorated in its own style. One room has an opening to sit and has a view of the mountains and fresh and cool air entered into it.

“I like this…” We said in unison. We laughed at the coincidence. I told about my choice to dad, “That was the room your mom picked for you when you were old enough to have your own room.” He said winking.

“Dad, do you have pictures of mom here?” I asked. “You’ll find them in the library in the photos section.” He said pointing to the library. We went in that direction, the library was as large as the house is , there are huge volumes of book each labeled into different genres, I found the photos and there are thousands of albums there.

They are marked year wise; there are mom’s marriage photos, when she was pregnant, when I was a baby. Aryan showed a picture of me when I was a baby. “You look cute…” he said. I smiled. When particular picture of her intrigued me very much I ran into his room catching the photo.

He saw the picture of mom standing confidently on stage all dressed up, “It was your mom’s last show… She used to organize fashion shows and with the money she collected she gave them to orphanages. Although she stopped modeling after our marriage she found other ways to help the poor and needy.” I took her photo to my room and put it in the frame that I found in the shelves.

Next morning, I woke up early and went to wake up dad. I freshened up soon and saw to that they set the breakfast table as soon as they did I asked them to leave.

When Dad,Aryan and Neha came in, I served them. “Where are the servants?” Dad shouted. “Dad… It’s just I wanted to serve with my own hands…” I said. He rushed towards me and embraced me. “Your mom always said the same thing.” I smiled.

He ate the breakfast quickly and rushed to his room to get ready when he was back we are waiting for him. “Take care of her, Aryan.” Dad said. He gave me a quick peck before he left. He was different from the first time I saw him, he is live and joy and I noticed for the first time how handsome he was.

“Let’s go to the pool. Please…” Neha said. “Okay…” I said. We changed into shorts and had fun in the pool. Neha was trying hard to teach me how to swim. We played for almost an hour till I got how to swim. It’s refreshing to be in water. I always felt calm in water, most of the time in orphanage when I was disturbed I sat in the shower for hours for which I used to get scolding later from mother for wasting water.

There is a small room for us to change into dry clothes, Neha hurried to get a drink while I took my time to get dried off. As I was walking back into the house, I stumbled upon Aryan and he caught me from falling into the pool again. He was shirtless again. His muscles tensed from holding my weight. I reached out to touch him. He pulled me at once and I fell on him. He gave me an evil smile knowing that I was blushing hard, he pulled me close and gave a sweet, tender kiss on the lips. Tickles ran all over my body and my face turned red, I pushed him away and ran into my room where Neha was waiting with a glass.

“It took you long enough…” she said noticing for the first time my face. “Why are you all red?” she asked. “It’s just the hours and hours of swimming. “I stammered. “Why are you stammering?” she asked. “I have been running…” I said. “Why were you running?” “Neha, do you want to waste the whole day asking her questions instead of going to watch a movie?” he asked.

We hurried and got dressed. Aryan was waiting for us by the time we went down. “Look at you…” He exclaimed seeing me in jeans for the first time. “We have in walk in closet and head length mirror…” she snapped.

“Madam… sir has called for you…” one of the servants handed me down the phone. “Go to my room…”dad instructed. “Did you forget anything?” I asked. He chuckled. “No…just go…” he said. “Go to the left cupboard and push open the drawers.” He said. I found a gift inside written with my name on it. I tore open the wrappers, it’s a mobile. “Now… you won’t be far away from me…”he said.
“Thanks… dad.” I said. “What’s your program for today?” he asked. “Aryan is taking us to a movie.” I said. “I almost forgot, inside the gift box there is a credit card you can use that for your purposes.” He said. “Thanks… dad.” “Have fun, Meg…” he said.

“Wow! It’s nokia e-series.” Neha exclaimed. “I’ll feed our numbers…” she said taking my mobile. We reached the multiplex, I handed down my card to Aryan to use it, I insisted that he use it.

He took us to a gore movie which I instantly hated but Neha enjoyed every bit of the gore. Most of the time I was trying to shut my eyes from seeing the scenes or else catching Aryan’s hand harder. As soon as the movie is over dad called me. He asked me about the movie, I expressed my disgust over it and Neha laughed at me. We ate there and left home.

“I wish DB should see your home, she’ll go mad with joy…” Neha exclaimed suddenly when we are watching the movie in our own theatre. There was a single sofa and a woolen carpet and a small glass table. On the side walls there are stacks of cds, all old and romantically of my taste.

“Why don’t we call them? We can just have a small gathering.” I said.”Great Idea!” Neha bounced up.
We called all our friends but didn’t say what the matter was. Neha made me stay in the room until they all came; she said that I should give a dramatic entrance.

When everyone came and got settled, Neha called me on top of her voice. I walked out of the room feeling like a holly wood star walking on the red carpet. They all stared at me wide mouthed. I went and sat gracefully on the sofa like Neha said to do.

“What? How?” They stammered. “Long story short, Megha is Mr. Mittal’s long lost daughter. The only heir of Mittal industries, she said with dramatic exuberance. “Wow! So like in movies…” DB exclaimed.
We showed them around the house. Dad called me and I said that my friends were home… He said to have fun, in the evening, everyone left feeling happy for me.

“Poo… should know about this.” Sona smirked. “She sure shall die…” DB smirked. Boys agreed.

I couldn’t sleep so I went into the library to read; I brought a book from the shelf and started reading. When I heard someone’s footsteps, I turned to see; Aryan walked in and sat on the arm of the sofa I was sitting in. I hugged him keeping the book aside.

“I’m happy for you…” he said. I raised my eyes to look at him; he kissed me on the forehead. “My life is full now…” I said.

“You should sleep, tomorrow the college re-opens and tomorrow your dad will be back…” He reminded.

“Yeah! I forgot totally about that.”I said. He walked me to my room and kissed me goodnight. Neha was already sleeping happily inside. I moved her aside and snuggled into the sheets.

I felt nervous; so many things have changed since the vacation. I thought. I got ready early and sat in the hall waiting for them.

Our ride to college seemed so long though it’s just 15km away. As I alighted from the car and walked in, people stared at me wide mouthed. “Wow!” some of them exclaimed.

I walked briskly to my class avoiding the stares. “I heard about it from Sona…That’s great.” Preethi one of our classmates said. An occasional member of our group . I thanked her. Apparently the whole town heard about the news.

In lunch hour I accompanied Neha into the canteen since our cook hasn’t cooked lunch for me at that early hour. It felt weird to sit and eat here; I have been taking my lunch my whole year in the class. Aryan, Rajiv, Arjun were sitting in the corner and they waved at us to come.

“Have you forgotten your lunch box at home and what’s with this dress, Did Neha throws you her old outfits?” Poo sneered.

“Meghan mittal doesn’t have to beg clothes from others and she could throw clothes for many people like you…” Neha snapped.

“Meghan mittal, huh? As if she is the daughter of Sunil Mittal” she sneered and went away. “There he is the new guy who got admitted early this morning… Wow! He looks super hot.” Db exclaimed. Involuntarily, I turned back and was shocked to see the blue eyed guy walking in, he glanced at the whole cafeteria and walked towards me.

“Aryan…Let’s go.” I said pulling Aryan away with me. “Wow! He is hot…” I heard Poo and her minions saying. “Hi… Megha.” He waved to me.