A surprise visit to home 🀠 (short story)

He felt very refreshed as he saw his village from the back seat of the moving jeep. Nothing has changed. Same streets, same shops, same temple, same masjid and the same orthodox people. But those were the reasons for him to fall in love with his village again and again. Though he enjoyed city life, he missed his village to the core. Many random memories waved through his mind as the cool breeze of air mildly hit his face.

Without making any noise, he opened the gate of his house, after all it was a surprise visit. He wanted to cherish that moment, capture the precious expressions of his family members. After making sure that there were no one in the garden, he moved towards the door bell. He belled twice. Nobody responded. To his surprise, the door was slightly open. He felt little puzzled to see no one around and the door left open. He entered the living room and saw something really amazing 😳.

The living room which was once occupied with 4 wooden chairs, a ten year old television with never ending complaints and his mother’s handwork hanging on the wall, is now seen with a beautiful sofa set, a home theatre and a lovely family picture framed on the wall. The whole interior is painted with mild blue colour which added to brightness of the house. Mesmerized at the view, he moved inside. Bedrooms, which had only mattresses earlier, is now well furnished with beautifully designed wooden beds. He could not believe his eyes. Did they win any lottery?πŸ€”.

He gave a loud call to his mother πŸ—£οΈ. But did not get any reply. Expecting her in the kitchen, he moved forward. Now the settings in kitchen was yet more fantastic. It was equipped with every single thing that his mother used to wish for. He was overwhelmed with joy seeing his dream house. πŸ•Ί

But where did all go πŸ€” ? He wanted toΒ  surprise them, but as of now he was the surprised soul. He badly wanted to see his parents and his younger sister. He took out his phone and ringed his mother to know where they are.

Huh πŸ™„πŸ™„? ? It rang inside the house.Β  He looked around to find it.Β But he could not figure it out.Β It rang louder. It rang very close to his ear. Even more louder…… Suddenly some one shook him from behind…

” Hey, this is the last stop. Get down”. πŸ™‡πŸ˜¬

He woke up from his dream. His phone was loudly ringing. 😐 And interestingly it was his mother calling πŸ™ƒ. He did not reply the call.

He got down from the jeep and realised, he had missed his place which was two stops behind. He collected the luggage and started walking towards his home. 🚢🚢🚢…. Thinking “will my dream ever come true?πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„”






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    1. Maya Bhat says:

      Thank you 😊

  1. TechFlax says:

    I do dreams every day about home. 😐😐😐

    1. Maya Bhat says:

      I guess mostly everyone has a dream about the home they grew up πŸ™‚ .. Thanks a lot for stopping by…

  2. […] A surprise visit to home 🀠 (short story) […]

  3. Maya Bhat says:

    Thanks a lot 😊

  4. You stories are short and captivating. What wonderful writing. Checkout my blog as well. You might like it.

    1. Maya Bhat says:

      Thanks a lot…!! I have followed your blog.. will go through the posts soon.. 😊

  5. Kurian says:

    Nice story. Keep dreaming for it will come true

    1. Maya Bhat says:

      Ya hope so πŸ˜€.. thank you 😊

  6. Such a great read, Maya and the twist in the end was awesome. Lovely words.

  7. Loved it..πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜ŠπŸ’πŸ’

    1. Maya Bhat says:

      Happy that you liked it.. Thank you πŸ˜€

  8. Simply awesome….

    1. Maya Bhat says:

      Thank you πŸ˜€

  9. ravisidula says:

    tumba chenagidhe Maya avare. Yen Bharithira Neevu.
    Loved the twist….
    But fellow was imagining to modernize the village that he loved. It would have lost its essence and beauty which is driven with simplicity

    1. Maya Bhat says:

      Tumba thanks 😊😊 for your kind words..

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