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LAST PART
A week was flying by fast. I had not pushed her, as of yet. I wanted to take this slow, slowly make her realize that we had something together. I needed to convince her not to marry.
She came in and took her usual seat in front of me some days later. Her eyes still lit up at the sight of me. But they were sad.
"Khushi, why are you doing this to yourself?" I asked.
"Because. You wouldn't understand Arnavji."
"Perhaps I wouldn't have before. But now, I know the importance of relationships. I know you don't want to disobey your family. But wouldn't they want you to be happy?"
"Yes..."
"At least try telling them."
"It's too late. The wedding is tomorrow. In fact...tomorrow is my last day at work. I'm afraid you will no longer see me. I'm quitting my job."
"You're...what?" I asked incredulously. I could have sworn my heart if steel felt heavier and sunk.
"They don't want me to work after marriage."
"You can't be serious." I growled.
I could have sworn she flinched. Her face held fear.
"It's true."
"And you're telling me this now?!" I exclaimed.
"Well...yes. Why does it matter so much anyways?" Her lips trembled.
"You don't care that you won't be seeing me anymore Khushi?"
She fidgeted in her seat.
"Well... Yes, we've become friends. But we live in different worlds Arnavji. Our friendship lasts within the walls of this train. It wouldn't have lasted anyway." She faked a smile.
They lied, her eyes lied. She cared, I could see it.
"What if I told you that I liked you?" I asked.
"Wh...What?"
"I like you. Not just like a friend, more than that."
"I don't know what you mean Arnavji, but I think I should leave." She said getting up.
I looked around and realized we were the only ones left.
"Your stop hasn't come yet."
"Well then..."
I got up then, shaking slightly due to the fast movement of the train, and then I grabbed the nearest pole which happened to be right next to her.
She was pushed against the closed door of the train, her chest heaving visibly as my chest hit hers.
"Stop..." She mumbled.
"Stop what? I haven't done anything...yet." I whispered, my face inching closer to hers. I could smell the beautiful scent of ambrosia on her skin. I could see deeper into her eyes, as I memorized the golden flecks in her hazel orbs. I watched how her nose ring glittered in the dim lights of the train. I stopped on her lips, a beautiful shade of pink, plump and inviting.
My hand rose involuntarily, to caress her soft skin. Her eyes instantly fluttered close.
"Don't you feel anything for me?" I asked.
She shook her head in negative.
"Then why are you still taking the metro Khushi? I know you had quit your job a week ago. So why do you still come here?"
Her eyes opened in shock, right then.
"I needed to learn more about you, so I asked my secretary to find out more about you. I can't stop thinking about you Khushi, and I don't understand why."
"Please...stop." She pleaded silently. "I'm getting married, this is wrong."
"No. This is not wrong." I said a little louder. "You know what's wrong? The fact that you are marrying someone you don't care about, let alone love."
"And what happens when I reject this Arnav? Who will marry me then?" She asked just as loud.
"I will." I said, without thinking twice.
"That's crazy. You don't even know me that well." She whispered.
"Then I will get to know you better. We will take our time, there is no rush. I will get to know you, and you will get to know me." I said as I brought my other hand up to cup her neck.
"Khushi, I was always missing something in life, wasn't I? It was perfect, yet boring. I now know what I was longing for." I stroked her cheek again, reveling in the softness.
"My Di, she will love you. She has always wanted a little sister. And Nani? She will adore you. You know our traditions; you are from Lucknow, just like us. You will be her favourite. And Mami? She might be a little distant at first, but I'm sure she will fall for you when she eats those sweets you love to make. What are they called? Jalebies!" I said as convincingly as I could. "And my cousin Akaash? He's a real nice guy, you will get along easily. Mamaji will love you like his own daughter, I promise." I said, as my hands made their way down to her waist, holding her close while she closed her eyes even more tight.
"I can't, it's too late." She mumbled, looking straight into my eyes.
"Don't say that." I was angry now; I felt my blood start to boil.
"I'm sorry." She said, as soft as a caress, before pushing my hands off of her, and running out the doors that had suddenly opened to her stop.
I staggered back in my seat, watching her figure disappear slowly.
So this was how it felt, to not get something you wanted? Well, I decided, that I would rather not get many of the things I had in life, just to get her. Perhaps it did not hit me yet, that she was gone forever. But when it would, I knew I would be even more broken then before.
The next few days, she did not come. I waited and waited, but she never appeared through those doors.
The last day, I stepped out of the large building after work, as my driver waited for me outside. What was the point of taking the metro anymore? I t would only remind me of what I had lost, what I had let slip away so easily from my fingers.
But I was so used to it, that I decided it was better to face the pain than to turn away. At least memories of her lingered there, at least she had once been there in front of his eyes.
"Drive me to the metro station." I ordered.
"Metro station? But Chotey Saab, why the metro station when you are in the car?"
"Mohan, just do as I tell you." I said in such a tone, that Mohan obeyed instantly. Minutes later, I arrived and got out of the car. "Thank you. I'll see you at home." I said to Mohan, leaving him in awe.
I practically ran into the platform moments later, as I looked at my watch. I was on time, at least.
The usual train came, and I got on the same seat. I could still picture her there, sitting shyly sometimes. Other times, talking animatedly, about her life as an uncontrollable smile played on my usually emotionless lips.
The way strays of hair that had slipped out of her plait, played around her face.
I looked out the window, hoping for some odd reason that she would come. But why would she? She was getting married today after all. Married to another man, she would be someone else's. And it made me feel sick.
I didn't even realize how time passed, and we had passed her stop. She had not come, and I sighed as realization hit me. Another woman was sitting in the seat across from me, her seat. I had lost her for good. Slowly, people started to make their way off the train, as I was left alone to my thoughts.
"You know, I practically I ran to get on this train. And then when I came on, someone pushed me and got into my seat. The nerve of that woman!" The voice said.
I looked directly to the pair of seats to my left, and there she was. Sitting casually, with her feet atop the seats in front of her.
"And you didn't even notice me." She said softly.
"Kh...Khushi?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yes Arnav. It's me!" She smiled, as she got up, and I soon followed. I reached out for her instantly, and made her collide with my chest.
I pulled away momentarily; the questions in my head could no longer be contained.
"But...how? I mean your marriage..."
"I told my family the truth. That...I didn't love him and that there was perhaps someone else in my life. I'm sorry about before...I knew, I just didn't want to admit..." The ends up her lips quirked up in a smile.
I crushed her to myself again, still unable to believe that she was here, she was real.
"You're here now, that's all that matters. How did they react?" I asked, concerned for her.
"Upset. They are quite mad at me for breaking this off, especially so suddenly." She said into my neck. "But they love me. I know they will forgive me eventually. They will get around." She whispered. "But for the time being...they are not too pleased."
"Of course they will get around." I said, stroking her hair gently. "I can't believe you're here." Was all I could say.
"Me neither Arnav, it was such a mission. Let me tell you about it!" She said as she took my hand and seated herself beside me.
My hand rested in hers, as her head rested against my shoulder and talked and talked while I listened.
"Wait! Arnav, you just missed your stop." She said suddenly, squeezing my hand.
"I know. So did you." I replied.
"I guess I did." She said. "What's the next stop?" She asked me.
I shrugged. "I'm not sure, I have never been this far." I said honestly.
And then she put her head back on my shoulder, and I smiled.
And in that moment, I finally realized what I was missing in life - time with Khushi.
We stayed like that, down the tunnel as we went farther and farther. Down a tunnel of love. Because now Khushi and I had time, we had all the time in the world.
THE END
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"You know, I practically I ran to get on this train. And then when I came on, someone pushed me and got into my seat. The nerve of that woman!" The voice said.
I looked directly to the pair of seats to my left, and there she was. Sitting casually, with her feet atop the seats in front of her.
"And you didn't even notice me." She said softly.
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