It's, what people call, Destiny!!!

Unluckily, you don’t get an eraser and a pencil/pen which can change your destiny.

Story 1:

The dad asks if the mom isn’t going to the market for a usual day-to-day shopping, they can plan for a dinner at the dhaba in the suburbs.

Mom agrees as she also wants to have a break from the daily routine life. The dad leaves in the afternoon and says that he’ll come back early in the evening.

Mom in the evening calls up her daughter at her in-laws. She just got married, and the mom is missing her. The daughter picks up the phone. Unsaid, the daughter feels the wetness of the tears rolling on her mother’s cheek. Both of them don’t utter a word after “hello”. The daughter picks up the courage and asks about health of her parents.

They chat for some time about the new place and people in daughter’s life. The daughter talks about the new kind of eating habits, about how differently she dresses up these days, how she wait for her hubby to come back from office and take her out. She talks about how much she misses her parents and her brother and the munchings her mom used to get from the market.

The mom feels the difference of her daughter’s life before and after the marriage, and thinks she can at least fill up one of her wishes, and decides to go to the market to get the snacks for her. After exchanging a thousand of more words about their daily life, mom hangs up and gets ready to go the market….

Story 2:

The dad asks if the mom isn’t going to the market for a usual day-to-day shopping, they can plan for a dinner at the dhaba in the suburbs.

Mom agrees as she also wants to have a break from the daily routine life. The dad leaves in the afternoon and says that he’ll come back early in the evening. She agrees but asks him to come a little late as she wants to get few stuff for the next visit to her native. Dad agrees.

Mom finishes all her work in the evening quickly to complete her market work as she wants to spend a lot more time with dad. She decides to have a bath and go to the temple before she leaves for the market, and she does so.

She reaches the temple and prays for a long healthy life and happiness for her family. As she puts on her footwear, her cell phone rings. It’s her daughter, who just got married. She asks her mom where she is and tells her that she needed a document from the house. Mom rushes back to home to find her daughter sitting on the porch with a long-long smile on her face. Daughter yells “Surprise”.
Though mom is surprised, she has a longer smile on her face (than on her daughter’s) and she fails to hide the happiness. Mom unlocks the door…

The postscript:

That evening there were 6 serial bomb-blasts in the market…

Story 1:

Dad comes back from the office, gets ready and waits for the mom to get ready for the dinner. Their son is sitting idle on the couch gazing at their family album. Mom comes out of the dressing room and asks dad to first go to the temple for saving her from the bomb blasts. A series of events pass through her eyes.

'She gets ready and leaves from the house. At midway she realizes of the outing with the family, thence calls up dad. Dad says that he has also left from the office and they shall first go home and change and complete the shopping work together on the way to the dhaba. She takes a U-turn from the next signal.'

Story 2:

Dad comes back from office. He is happy to see her daughter at home but doesn’t show a sign of it on his face. There is silence in the house and everywhere else. The son is waiting for his mom to come and scold him for coming back late from the play grounds. The daughter eyes are red of crying and a series of events pass across her eyes.

'Mom and she enter the house. They talk about the changes in her life and about her hubby.
Suddenly mom realizes of going to the market. But on her daughter’s request she changes the plan and decides to go the next day. After some time, daughter gets a call from her friend and they decide to meet at a coffee shop. So mom decides to complete her shopping work. Both of them leave from the home together and choose their path.'