Chapter 5

Happiness.

The singular embodiment of this word for Kunal for the last twenty-four years had been his baby sister, named Maahi, by his not-so-happy parents. His midget, his Gudiya. He had fallen in love with that little life from the very day she was brought home from the hospital. He cannot explain his attachment to the tiny soul, but whatever it was, it was instantaneous. She looked up to him from her crib with her wide hazel eyes, and he fell in love with the drooling wrinkly pink infant on the spot. He had felt so important whenever he'd been allowed to hold her milk bottle while she sucked on it.

When she grew up, she took to following him around the house like a shadow and trusted him above everyone else in the house to come and share her troubles with. Her faith in him to solve all her problems