E K A K S H

Chaos is just a comfortable choice of word I’ll use to describe the havoc that was caused when my family landed in Murmansk. They screamed, questioned and demanded explanations about everything that led us all to this day, and I had no other option but to answer. 

It took them time to process all the information I dumped on them, from the wedding to my condition, everything has been thrown in their direction so fast that I am still surprised how they haven’t had a panic attack yet. Thankfully, they accepted it after an entire day of screaming, panicking, crying, losing their shits over and what not.  And that I’ll say is a very normal reaction compared to what I actually expected from my family.

Cause like every other Indian family, they cannot skip the drama and chaos. 

“Bhai, you ready?” Reva’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts and I turn around to find her standing in front of me all dolled up in a beautiful pink lehenga. 

I cannot believe I missed her childhood, teenage and even her wedding but I’m glad that in the end I finally found her. Ever since she rescued me in Seattle, we have been tied together in a knot. She is my sister but became a mother to me when I needed the care and love the most. Every time I look at her, pride surges through my body like anything and all I feel is grateful to have her in my life.