Chapter 6.
Present-
Suman:
"Di, today is your appointment, c'mon let us go." Preeti gave me her calming smile.
I was really grateful to have her.
Having had no family of my own but only just her, my adorable little sister was enough.
Ever since we were kids, I had taken care of her. Of every single thing she needed. Somehow, I would suffice it.
Having grown together in an orphanage, just the two of us had learnt to be dependable on each other, only.
And, today, she was acting like she was my guardian. Which was not false.
I was glad I had her.
"Is it necessary?" I sighed loudly.
Going to a gynaecologist, to see how well my baby was growing, without the father of the baby pinched me alot.
There are moments when I would try to hate him.
Shravan.
Is it my lone mistake to have got pregnant?
But, then again, he had no idea I was pregnant.
Yet, a little part of me despised him. He ran away.
Coward.
How could he?
- - -
January 21, 2016.
Shravan:
A week had passed since the kiss that blew my mind and got my heart in my mouth. Everytime, I think of it, my head goes round.
She is not only beautiful, she godamn kisses so extremely well.
I doubt, if there will be any women ever in my life that could match up with her.
Or, if there was any.
And if you go by my past records, I have had a good share of women in my life. And every one of them was mind blowing.
But, perhaps, Suman was far beyond it. And the fact that she doesn't know so, that she doesn't know what she does to me, and what she is turning out for me, makes her more attractive.
But, as much as I do have a long history with women, none of them have gone down as well. Infact, I would take whole blame on me for the end of all of it.
I don't do relationships.
And I never would.
And that aches my heart. Because, I want her. But, probably I will never have her.
- - -
January 21, 2016.
Suman:
"Preeti, please can we now go, beauty queen." I hit her head.
She and I always went to the orphanage we had grown up in, after our parent's demise when I was all of 8 and she was 5. Every sunday we'd go back to the place that gave us a lot, and saved us from a lot of chaos we could have been in.
"Di." Preeti groaned because I messed up her hair. I chuckled and shrugged.
"We are going to orphanage, not going to meet your groom. Now stop getting ready." I dragged her along with me.
I was glad I had an off from work today. All I know, I might just go barge in Shravan's cabin and ask him to kiss me.
That was very unlike me. But I have been doing things that I might not do so otherwise.
To top the list was the the kiss, Shravan and I shared last week.
We had been barely meeting thereafter, and if at all we were, our conversations were pretty restricted to just greetings and basics.
No man in all of 24 and a half years of my life made me want him, as much as Shravan did.
For him, I might, just might do anything that he'd ask me to.
And I am not sure if that is boreder line crazy or just a fluttering hard core crush.
Either way, I hope to recover from it soon.
Soon, I was relieved from all the turmoil and the weird thoughts, once we reached the orphanage.
- - -
Present-
Suman:
"You are in your first trimester. A lot of care has to be taken, Suman." The lady gynaec advised as she scribbled down all the the vitamin capsules I was supposed to take.
I hadn't met Dr. Sachdeva, who is a class apart gynaecologist, and works along with me in Red Cross. I did not want people at work to have any idea about my pregnancy, or the father. Or have any inkling about the erratic relationship I had with Shravan.
I cursed the moment I had said yes to his proposal.
How could've I been so blind to accept what little he had to offer me?
Attraction has to have a devastating affect on one, if not led to the right path. And the repurcussions of the relationship, or infact a lack of it that I had with him, has now landed me on such a road where there was no going back even.
Preeti and I left for home after thanking the doctor for her guidance, and getting my meds. She was driving us back in the second hand Feat car that I bought few months back. It had been a pretty happy day. Shravan was besides me, proud and tall in my little success.
Funny, how when my life is in its ever so big transitionary period, he isn't here. When he is the only one who should actually be.
"Di, lets do dinner outside today. My treat. And don't worry, I will take you to a killer place with the safest and yummiest food and I am not taking a no." I knew what Preeti was trying to do.
Take my mind off Shravan. Make me happy.
And I really appreciated her efforts. So, I agreed without any argument.
She drove us to a chinese joint, China Town.
What she obviously did not know was how much this place triggered my memories to rush back. It deflated my mood in seconds, yet I concealed it well.
- - -
January 24, 2016.
Suman:
"Suman!" I couldn't mistake that voice in a million years.
I turned around and the man who made my heart race like a lovesick teenager was right there.
"Shravan!" I exclaimed back in the same tone as his.
He smiled.
He has no idea how his one little smile, warms my heart.
"I have to take you somewhere." He held my arm, and I just looked at his fingers wrapped around my arm. I bit my lip. Even his mere touch could give me goosebumps, I had never thought.
"Don't do it." He whisered in my ear. And looked down at my lips.
I immediately let go.
"Um, I was going back home." I said instead.
"I know, but I suppose there is an impending talk between us which should be best done with."
I frowned
- - -
January 24, 2016.
Shravan:
I chuckled looking at her innocent and confused expressions.
This girl was such a delightful darling.
"I might kiss you again if you don't stop being so endearing."
She frowned some more.
"I am born charming, sorry I cannot help it." She shrugged, looking at me with that satisfied smug of hers. I chuckled and locked my fingers with hers.
"I demand your awesome company, then, princess." I smiled and opened the door of my car.
She looked so amused.
I really enjoyed every second with her.
I drove her to my favourite chinese restaurant, called China Town.
I ushered her to our booked table and quickly ordered the best of the dishes.
"Okay, so?" She looked at me expectantly. And why not, I had been the one to drag her here on the pretext of an impending discussion.
And sure there was one big thing to discuss.
'Us.'
"I have a proposal for you." I asserted, in a gentle voice. There would be a lot to explain her.
"What proposal?" Her eyes grew wide like saucer.
I chuckled again.
"I am not asking you to marry me, relax."
She sighed.
"Okay. See, I like you. Which is very obvious, isn't it?"
I could see a tinge of a blush on her cheeks.
"Me too."
"Me too, what?" I teased her.
"I like you too, Shravan. Okay?"
"Okay." I smirked.
"But." I added, quietly.
She looked away.
"There always has to be a stupid but." She muttered and for a minute I retracted back from what I was about to say. About what I was going to offer her. She doesn't seem to be a type of a girl who'd agree for it.
Heck, I myself did not want to put her in such a position.
But the heart wants what it wants.
And if there has to be some deals to make to have what I want, then the least was that I could try.
On stake was her.
I might totally lose her. She might not even want to talk to me.
But some risks have to be taken. For maybe, there was something I could gain. And so could she.
Hopefully.
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