Standing at the end of the street, I tried to hide myself from flashy lights. I didn't want to be seen. It must have been 8:30 in the evening, and the streets were still buzzing with people, in a mad rush to do something, God knows what. And today being, Eid, the street was full of people, happy,greeting each other.

My phone vibrated, sending a chill through my spine. Dad was on the other line, " Where are you?", I could feel the sternness in his voice.
"Dddad...I..can explain..."
"I don't care....1/2 an hour ...if you don't come home by then...You'll see!"
Click!
"Damn!", I cried. How the hell was I supposed to reach home by half-an-hour?

Where would he be? God. Why does this happen to me all the time? Why did he come here? This far from home?

I was 15 kilometres away from home. It all started with a phone call from Aarthi.

"I've just seen him. He must be at the end of our street. I thought you knew!"

Crap, I thought. Now what?

Wasn't I treating him properly? I loved him the most. Why did he do this to me? I would have broken down, if Dhruv wouldn't have spotted me on the way. "Chill yaar, we'll find him. He must have gone for a walk.", was all he told.

And a few minutes later, Dhruv's crush called him up. * Uhhh! Guys act so gurly when they talk to their crushes!* He was way too busy to help me. He gave a very girly sorry, and left home. I was alone again.
Where is he?
I loved him at the first sight. He had a handsome face, and eyes you would never miss. You'll be hypnotized actually.
We spent time together everyday. I never slept till today without giving a good-night hug. We went on long walks and played together.

My phone rings again, its not dad this time thank God.

"Hey! Found him? Its time for dinner. Get him home as soon as possible."

" I'l try kid." I told my lil sister.

I never felt as lonely as I felt then. I had only 10 minutes to reach home. I'd never risk my life into anything to face the wrath of my Dad. He can be an awe fully smart dad and a very strict one too.

I ran home, like how one would run if a leopard was chasing him/her. (ofcourse, he/she'll be it's meal but, in my case I was racing against time.I knew I was it's prey tonight.)

I had only 9 minutes left. God. And I was 2
kilometres away from the house. What do I do? Not even a single auto-rickshaw's here.
6 minutes.
I am dead, I thought.
And there you go, Dhruv was on his Karizma
A wanna be Hrithik, I thought. *Guys can act like gentle-men too.*
I reached home a minute late. Thank God there was very less traffic that day, which gave every chance of showing off his biker skills. Only today, I chanted.

Dad was at the door. With the look, like he would never allow me inside the house. I tried to smile.
(Aww..my dad's heart is like ice, melts really quick..:P)
" You made it on time miss.Time for dinner."
I couldn't hide the tears flowing from my eyes,rolling down my cheek. I missed him and loved him.
I was hyper-depressed. Trembling with fear, fear of losing something I loved the most, I ran into my bed-room, fell onto the bed and cried. I thought of all the wonderful things we did together, we played, ran, we were there for each other everytime! He used to listen to all my non-sense. He used to listen to me when I told him about my physics sir, or when I spoke about my best friend. *sigh*

And then suddenly I hear a yawn!
There, now that was a familiar one, and then a whine. Now this was way too familiar. What's wrong?, I thought. And then he streached. Wow, what a hero!
And right under my bed he was. That shining teeth, that handsome face, that fur.
"Chester!!" I yelled and hugged him. Thank God, I thought.
Chester was my 4 year old black labrador.