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Old 08-10-2019, 10:06 PM
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One of the worst best parts of being a desi child is the fact that your parents rarely ever respect boundaries, not even once you've gotten your own place with your best friend, or have a child of your own. In fact, sometimes they insist that you give them the key - and you do, because your mother makes fantastic food and occasionally stocks the fridge for you - but you never quite expect it to backfire on you in the most spectacular way possible.

Three years ago, Amrita Sandhu had been on an undercover mission in Muggle Birmingham, where she met one Mohan Dayal while strengthening her cover as Usharani Iyer at a local pub that just happened to be doing a trivia night. One-night-stand quickly spiralled into a whirlwind romance, and when Amrita eventually returned to London, it felt as through she had left part of her soul behind.

So she began writing. She wrote letters, and then sealed them, and hid them carelessly in a desk drawer. She wrote one a week after she got home, when she felt miserable and lonely and every time she saw a couple on the street she wanted to throw up. The next ones when she realised that most scents were making her nauseous, when she found out she was pregnant, when Jasmine turned one, when Jasmine began to babble and obsessively ask WHY and she knew that it hadn't been her genes there.

There had to be at least eight letters in there - she'd really tried to save it for when the hurt was unbearable - and they were GONE. She'd asked Altair if he'd seen them, but no such luck. It was a while before she thought to ask Mummyji, who glibly responded with "I'd sent them to the post office, since you'd clearly been procrastinating."

The panic only died down after a few days, once Amrita had reassured herself that surely he'd moved house in the last few years and the letters would be sent right back to her within the next few days. Surely.


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9. Someone reads your character’s journal about their crushes or finds letters that were never meant to be sent. What happens when the secrets are found out and it feels like their life is over? Or is this the beginning of good things instead? Especially if one of those crushes just happens to drop by...
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Anyone who had known Mohan Dayal in the past almost thirty years of his life would certainly be aware that he had never changed his home address. Ever. He was comfortable living with his parents, within the walls of his comfort zone. As much as his amma was protective of him since day zero, it was one thing she and Aadesh wanted for Mo to change by the time he reached his third decade. It was quite the pressure and news for someone who had never been allowed to go to magic school or even live in a dormitory with kids his age roughly twenty years ago. It could have came with a warning, but desi parents just don't really do that apparently.

The stack of eight outdated (kind of silly, don't you think?) letters had landed on his lap while he had been filling in the boxes of a newspaper's crossword puzzle one morning. Mo did not know of anyone named 'Amrita Sandhu' and that was saying something because he had such a short list of friends. If she had been a fan of his nani, it wouldn't have been a surprise that anyone would try to send letters to her through any of Anuja's family members. Sometimes the super fans were a bit bonkers. However, the letters were sent to his address and labelled for him. Mohan Dayal.

Apparently, reading through the letters in order had been a one-way ticket to a headache. He had saved them for some other time when he has free of his shift at the stadium. Mohan had only gotten to them the afternoon before a day-off. He had laughed at the first letter, the contents were about how this lady was confessing to him about her loneliness without him. The next letter was about her feeling nauseous and possibly taking a vom somewhere. Mohan's nose wrinkled at that one, being reminded of the countless times he'd had to clean the stadium loos of such body fluids.

It took three letters out of eight for him to nope his way to bed. He had... a daughter? With some lady he knows nothing about? Did she even exist? It wouldn't even be the first time. It also smelled like a scam. That, my dudes, is quite an obsession. It had even bothered him in his sleep, appearing to him in a dream like some stork had delivered a child to his front door à la 1941-Dumbo.

Taking the three opened letters with him, Mohan traced the return address and apparated to the nearest alley so he could have a talk with the lady. He looked down at the address again as he made his way to the house's porch, to cross check. "Brave dude, Mohan Dayal, confronting his fan girl," he muttered to himself before wiping a bit of sweat off his forehead and ringing the doorbell.

Show yourself, Amrita Sandhu, whoever you are.
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Oh, Amrita could write entire essays about the joys of having Desi parents - especially how they went from you're never leaving the house to WHY DO YOU NEVER LEAVE THE HOUSE with no warning. But Mo knew that, probably, since she probably brought it up way back, approximately one kid ago.

The buzzer rang, and Amrita knew immediately that it was not her mother, solely from the fact that her mother never rang the doorbell. She'd just use her key. And then yell at Amrita for not having put away the laundry she'd been folding while Jasmine napped, and then quit folding and went to take a shower instead. Said laundry still needed to finish being folded, but she'd always been shoddy at housekeeping spells. Offensive and defensive magic had always been more up her alley.

Hereditary trait, probably.

What was also a hereditary trait was jumpiness - and while it made for excellent battle reflexes out in the field, it made life difficult for the mother of a jumpy three-year-old who was jolted out of her nap. Great. Now she'd be cranky for the rest of the evening and refuse to go to sleep despite being more tired than usual. So after a quick pit stop by the nursery on her way to the door, made her way to throw some colourful words at whichever Mormon had decided to grace her doorstep this fine day.

The door swung violently open. She took a deep breath, as one does before going off on a tired, and then kind of just held it when she realised exactly who it was at her door.

Uh.

Yeah, she was just not going to breathe for the foreseeable future. Merlin and Morgana, she needed to sit down.
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He did. Mo certainly did. He had hung to every word Usharani Iyer told him. He had believed her. From the random bits of trivia they'd shared during that one trivia night, to their conversation on how Desi parents were at either extremes of a spectrum and never in between, and eventually to their never ending stories of her experiences working for V&A museum to acquire materials from antique fairs.

Two truths and a lie. Guess which one was the bluff.

Mo was quietly skimming the contents of the third letter, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and as a result of a headache, as he waited for someone to open the front door. What did she mean by child? How could he have had a child with a woman whose name he didn't recognize? And even if he did have a child, that wasn't something Mo would forget. The dots weren't connecting in his head right now. It felt like being shot by ten simultaneous Confundus Charms.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Mo's attention was back to stuffing the letter back into its envelope. "Good day, I was hoping to speak to Amri—" He had been reading the sender's name on the envelope before he looked up at whoever had quite violently opened the front door for him. His eyebrows furrowed even more, as if that were possible. He squinted at the woman standing in front of him for a good 0.8 seconds before they widened in shock. He didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do. Was he supposed to greet her as Usharani? Who is Usharani Iyer, anyway? And why was Amrita Sandhu, whoever she was, so obsessed with him? He wanted answers. Mo stood there with nothing but his wand tucked in his same old dragon-hide hip holster and three outdated letters on his left hand.

This wasn't making any sense.

Until it somewhat made sense.

There were only two people to blame for this fate. "What the hell, Lauren and Kimothy?"
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It had to be a good moment before Amrita Sandhu regained the presence of mind to stop gaping at the man like a fish. If it wasn't for the weight of a three-year-old on her hip, she'd be sure that she'd been transported in time to when she was Usha Iyer, artefact aquisitionist for the V&A Museum.

Eyes would then narrow as he cursed a Lauren and Kimothy, and then she would turn to her child to whisper in German, "I have no idea who they are, I think he's crazy." before she would turn back to the person at her doorstep.

And then she would take a deep, deep breath before stepping away from the door. "Would you like some chai?"

She would be needing some chai if they were going to have this discussion.
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He would deal with a Lauren and Kimothy later. There were other things Mo had to process. Quite a lot of things. Maybe if he could just sit down for a moment to make sense out of all this no matter how headache-inducing this was

He recognized the German too, though he understood nothing. Mo was busy looking at the woman—Usharani Iyer or Amrita Sandhu or Merlin's beard, perhaps another scam he shouldn't be surprised of—and then at the child. Back to the woman again, and then back at the child.

Under normal circumstances, he would have found children cute. Not that the child wasn't cute. She was. A cute three-year-old. Just. You know.

He looked back down at the letters in his hands, the third one on top as his brown eyes skimmed its contents. His hands were possibly (definitely) sweating and his left pointer finger was tapping against the bottom envelope as he reread the letter. Baby. Child. Three years ago. His head was feeling light.

"I honestly don't know how I should address you, but yes please." Mo didn't care that he had just been offered tea by a stranger. But she wasn't a total stranger at all. The woman looked like Usharani Iyer, who probably wasn't Usharani Iyer, but a few things were falling into place and he still needed the answers he came here to look for from Usharani Iyer. Or Amrita Sandhu. Literally anyone who could brief him about what was happening. Mo quite awkwardly let himself into the woman's house.
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If Amrita could read minds, she'd be very insulted on behalf of her baby that he had doubts - albeit understandable doubts - that Jasmine was the cutest baby in all of creation. And while they were both extremely pretty ladies, she wasn't sure they'd quite deserved to be looked at with such bafflement. Though then again, maybe they had.

She was not equipped for this, not in the slightest bit. She'd kinda given up on all hope of Jasmine ever meeting her biological father when she had decided not to tell the man he had a baby.

Her head was pulsing and only chai could cure this. "Amrita," she said, her face looking somewhere between sheepish and grimacing. At the very least, he deserved the truth, especially after he'd come all this way.

"And this is Jasmine," she said, bouncing the toddler on her hip. "Say hi, Schatz."

And that was the story of how Jasmine Sandhu first interacted with her biological father, with a sleepy wave. Not entirely the story of how Amrita had constructed the only real romantic relationship of her life on a lie, but a story nonetheless.

In fact, forget the chai. She wanted to curl under the covers and pretend that life wasn't a thing. But no. She was fast approaching 30 and needed to at least pretend to be an adult who could take responsibility for the things and people that she did, so she would just... put the kettle on.
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"Amrita," he repeated. Neither of them were equipped for this situation anyway. They had clearly been ignoring the erumpent in the room for years, him unknowingly. Mo had not expected to meet again the woman he'd spent months back in 2096 forgetting in the most awkward and uncomfortable way possible. What once made the contents of the letter funny to him no longer seemed like a laughable matter.

It was crazy to think that he was meeting the child whom he was bewildered about from the letters. Jasmine. A kind of tea. A princess from the Muggle company named Disney. A shrub from the family Oleaceae of the kingdom Plantae. Also otherwise known as Jessamine. The sleepy wave was quite a sight to behold. Mo had never been around babies so much except for his nieces and nephews. "It is Mo's pleasure to meet you, Jasmine." He paused briefly. "That's me. I'm Mo." Your....erm. He wasn't going to say anything until it was officially declared. There was still a very slim chance of this entire letter business being a scam. He can wait.

But Mo? Well.

Mo was going to casually take a seat on the nearest chair or couch. Yes. Way to go, Mohan Dayal. This was going just fine so far.
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She nodded as he said her name back, raising a hand and pinching her nose sheepishly. She was fully aware of how foolish she looked, of how fully childish and deceiving she seemed. She wished for an answer, or an excuse. One which would make her look less like a whole mess - alas, none could be found. A whole mess was one former Ucilena. Some may call her a moron.

Seeing Jasmine (sleepy beyond belief and below average frequency on responses) address her biological dad was a whole doozy and she needed a brew of chai hereupon. In a jiffy. Like, now. "So. Chai."

And made a beeline into her cookery so she could panic in a wholly socially passable way. OH. Before she disremembered - "With masala?"

Masala chai calmed all panics, in her (brief) experience.
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The way her name rolled off his tongue was strange. The man had spent the previous evening chuckling at how completely absurd the entire situation was. An Amrita Sandhu, whom he did not know, pouring her heart out about him in letters addressed to him. There was still a part of him, suppressed inside and masked by his general confusion, still associating him to Usharani Iyer. And he, too, was ignoring an ache so feeble that it was almost effortless to pretend it wasn't there, but was definitely present.

"Chai," he found himself repeating Amrita's words with a nod. The man clearly still had no idea how to react appropriately. How does one react appropriately in such a mind-boggling condition?

He was also about to dive into his thoughts when he caught Amrita's question. The man blinked for a second, to internally collect himself. "Superb." Masala chai reminded him of his nani. He was quite the grandmother's boy, but surely Amrita slash Usharani already knew that.

And shortly after that, he delved back into thinking while waiting for the tea, and wondered if anything he knew about the woman he once loved was real. The self-proclaimed trivia king knew so much obscure knowledge that he couldn't tell the difference between who the woman in front of him really is, and who the woman he met years ago was. Some boss-level existential crisis he was currently having.
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