An MJHT FF- Unexpressed Feelings! - Page 11

Chapter 9 (Conti...)

Next day morning- Samrat's Residence.

Samrat came out of the bathroom and his eyes got wedged on the watch which was shouting from the wall opposite him. "YOU ARE LATE SAMRAT". "Lakshmi will hammer me today." He exclaimed and darted to fetch his clothes. He picked up his bag to fetch in the wallet.

"300 bucks!" he sighed. He was broke as usual.. "Have to go to the ATM; ASAP..I hope I get my pay cheque by tomorrow.. Argh! This finance department always creates a ruckus when they have to give the monthly salary. Why do we poor journalists have to suffer all the time? Anyway we are paid peanuts!" After the grumbling session he took out some money from his cupboard and put it in his wallet hurriedly.

"No time for breakfast, Hmph! I will starve and die one day" he picked up the apple from the refrigerator when something struck his mind. He went inside his room and started fetching his writing table hastily.

"Where are the research papers? I had kept it here. Oh god! Nupur will definitely kill me today. She had asked me to.."

Suddenly he stopped when he realized what he was saying. An eerie feeling hounded him. He remembered the fateful incident which occurred last night. He looked away from the table and found those research papers lying on his bed. He took them, sliding it silently in his bag.

Samrat POV--

I was rude and unreasonable to her. How can I speak to her like that.. she was upset after all" the rational side of me spoke---

"So? That does not give Nupur the liberty to not understand your situation and problems in life." The irrational side of me barked.

"But Nupur was terribly upset.."-- rational side tried to argue, but was cut in by my irrational side.

"Upset?! Are you kidding me? What was she upset about..that some guy, whom she had met once in a railway station, is working with her. Oh that is really upsetting hun" he sounded sarcastic.

Both the sides of me were arguing one on one making me move my head like the tennis referee. No one was letting me budge in..I wanted to shout "I AM LATE", but who bothers?

"But you know what she has gone through all her life..a dreadful break-up, family issues, and what not..do you even realize how much she has changed in a year? I am her friend, I ought to be with her always and listen to her.. she needs me, a friend, a solace." The rational side of me

"A friend, a solace! Really? Or a punching bag, who she is aware that won't hit her back. I pity you. You have become a puppet. Don't you remember that you have a life, a family, an ailing father, whom you have to look after..concentrate on your job Samrat. Your family needs you, needs the salary.."

Oh shut up you both. I clasped my hands onto my ears to shun their noises. "Needs the salary"..Ouch! I don't wanna hear all this, again. I diverted mind instantly..

Why do these two useless sides of me come and jabber when I have better and important things to do in life. I pointed out to my both sides and screeched, "I don't have time for all this.. just let me be.." I closed my bag, took my bike keys and house keys and came out.

"I can't let this happen.. I can't let my only friend go.. I have to apologize. That's it!" I said it to myself while bolting the door. I walked down the stairs, leaving both my inner selves behind me muttering some nonsense.. or did they make sense?

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At Bhushan's Residence-

"Have your breakfast. It's ready", Nupur's mom said from the kitchen.

Without saying anything she sat on the chair, opened the newspaper and started munching the toast placed in front of her. The anger and frustration of yesterday night was still afresh. She did not utter anything as she was in no mood to start it all over again.

"Nupur" her mother exclaimed, "I am sorry beta..for whatever happened yest.." Gouri was cut it abruptly.

"Leave it Ma..don't remind me of it again. I am fine. I always am." Nupur said looking at her mother.

"I don't know when your father will change..I don't believe I have to live with him under the same roof"

"I don't believe you pulled off 30 years of marriage living with a man like him..you should be awarded with a Padma Bhushan!" Nupur exclaimed and the mother-daughter exchanged a light smile.

"I am getting late..have a meeting today" Nupur said and quickly packed her handbag. "See you Ma"

"Bye, by the way, where is Samrat? Long time, didn't hear from him..tell him I was remembering him..call him for dinner some time" Gouri said cleaning the dining table.

The mention of Samrat's name gave Nupur jitters. I guess I should have called him..he was upset tomorrow..maybe that was the reason he..

"Nupur?" her mom called her twice and she broke the silence.."Uh-uh..eermm..yea I will tell him..bye Ma"

"Oh! So you are ready to waste your time in your so-called office?" Nupur's father comment stopped her. She did not bother to his comment any sort of importance. Keeping her cool, she stepped aside. Why does he do this all the time?

She bid the final goodbye to her mom geared up to leave.

"Yea, now you too behave like this. You ungrateful child!" Rajesh busted his frustration.

"Pardon me! Why the hell do you bother to speak with me..can't you get it, I don't wanna have any sort of conversation with you ever." Nupur gave him back. She was never the kind's who will take any crap, even if the one standing in front of him was her father.

She did not want to ruin her mood in the morning and hence she left the house that very moment. Ungrateful child! The words surrounded her like a fish net in which she found herself entangled. It was suffocating. She ran down the staircase as she wanted to be out of that hell as soon as possible.

"Auto" she called out. "M.G. Road."

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