THE STORIES THAT NEVER CHANGE

The devil-may-care youngsters were sprinting across the open field, engrossed in blowing and bursting balloons. All of a sudden, Danny stopped and stared at Diya straight in the eyes.

“Diya, I think it’s time to tell you the truth. You are not my biological sister. We had found you on the lane next to our house. “

There was deafening silence for a few minutes followed by an uproarious laughter.

“You are so mean! You got me for a moment.” , yelled Diya while running behind Danny to punch him.

Some stories remain the same. Only the siblings change.

~ Anupama Dalmia~