Diya, Riya and Tiya were playing. Their mom was busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the family.
Suddenly, she heard someone crying. It was Tiya, the youngest one.
Mom screamed, “Riya, don’t bully your little sister.”
“Mom, but I didn’t do anything. You always scold me for no reason.” Riya replied annoyingly.
Mom entered their room and observed how upset they all were.
“Fight as much as you want to. There will come a time when you will look back and miss these days badly.”
“Mom please! Not these dialogues again. It gets too melodramatic. I think you should stop watching those daily soaps.” Diya, the eldest one, said sternly.
Riya is spraying perfume on Tiya.
Tiya says authoritatively, “Not on my face.. it may damage my skin.”
They all start laughing.
Tiya is getting married. Riya has come to India after 2 years to attend her wedding. Diya is just too happy for these 5 days when they are all getting to meet again. Though, there’s not much time to sit and talk. Their kids are too young and demand attention. Tiya is busy with customs and parlour appointments.
All they need is a little more time for their silly fights.