Chapter 25- Meher is no more

After three years

Meher's p.o.v

" Asif, Asish bhaiya and Shruti. where are you all? Breakfast is ready," I yelled loudly from the kitchen.

I flipped the last paratha(bread) hurriedly which is still on the stove.

Our maid Kamla masi(aunt) is already setting the plate on the table. She is a very helpful and charming woman in her late 40s. She might be a maid but for me, she is a motherly figure.

I came back to the dining area with a hotpot which is full of aloo paratha(Indian bread which is stuffed with potato and some spices). I placed it on the table.

I am distributing the parathas in everyone's plate when someone pulled my dupatta. I looked below and found our 4-year-old Shruti.

She asked me with her baby voice," Fuppo(aunt), where is my chocolate milkshake?"

I said patting her smal