Sprinting up to the main door, I stand at the threshold and call out for my papa who is just leaving for his job and will be coming back late at night. Well, his job is kind of different just like mine will be when I will be of right age. And I am currently in training for the same. "Papa!" "Hn, meri jaan? (Yes, my life?)" He replies turning around to look at me. "Aap kab tak aayenge aaj? (When will you be coming back?)" I ask him and he chuckles lightly. "Roz ki tarah, barah baje se pehle. (Like everyday, before twelve o'clock.)" Oh, relief! So that means, I will be going there again!! Smiling at him, I nod and wave at him. "Okay, bye papa!" "Bye, meri choti si bacchi! (Bye, my little baby!)" "No, papa..." I whine when he calls me that. I am not a little child anymore since I am already sixteen and a month plus. Chuckling, he shakes his head before waving at me and then, leaves. I dash upstairs and into my room, and start pulling out all the outfits that I have in the closet.
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