CHAPTER-4 IRREVOCABLE
Not wanting a change in life is the biggest change you've ever decided to undergo when you know that change is the virtue of life.- Nikitha (me).
Randhir did not attend his classes today. Karan asked him to accompany him but Randhir gave him a very lame excuse of preparing for the upcoming examinations. Karan knew it was not a reliable excuse but he knew he shouldn't force Randhir so he decided to leave him alone.
Randhir in a way was happy that he had a friend like Karan. Karan was always there. Only for three years i.e in 8th, 9th and 10th he had to stay back in UK with his parents. He understood him so well. Even today ke didnot raise the topic of Sanyukta when he knew Randhir left without answering him the day before. Karan was his family. And after 10th he was his one and only.
Randhir was a posthumous child. His mom, Renuka Sanyal was very career oriented. The only thing that mattered to her was to create a space for her in the society and make her presence felt. She wasn't exactly running behind fame but it is always obvious that fame automatically comes once you are visibly successful. She was happy that she was famous. Who denies fame? His dad was rich since he was a child. May be that's what turned him into a spoiled brat to an unsuccesful husband. He did get his sour fruits in return. He died before he could see what his son looked like. He died remaining a loser in every aspect of life.
Renuka Sanyal didn't seem shattered at all. She didn't exactly wish for Harsh Shekawath's death but she was free from all the ties. This career oriented woman can now just focus on her kid and on building her empire she thought. She packed her bags and left to UK with her son when he was just an year old. Her friends Mr and Mrs. Vadra helped her settle in UK as they were already there. They had a son too. Karan Vadra. He is just a month younger to Randhir. Karan and Randhir grew up experiencing every little thing together.
Randhir saw his Mom's business grow in leaps and bounds. She never failed to have a lion's share in the stock markets. Little Randhir never led a spartan life. He never saw any hard and fast rules in his house. Luxurious life might be an understatement for him. Everything was just a bed of roses for him till that day. September 8th 2010.
*Flashback*
" Randhir beta, I've already asked Hari Kaka to pack your bags. Please let him know if you want to take anything else along with you. "
" But Mom, where are we going? Tour? "
" No beta, We have to leave for India the next morning. "
" India? But why? I don't know anybody there. Karan and his parents are coming along with us? "
" No Randhir, only the both of us will be going. "
" But Mom, my school? my studies? "
" I will admit you in one of the prestigious schools there. Don't worry "
" Admit me in a school there? what do you mean mom? We are not gonna return to UK? "
" Not in near future beta "
" But why? I like this place. "
" Please Randhir, no more arguments. I have to go to India and you are coming along with me. You will enjoy your time there trust me "
" But Mom.. "
" No if's and but's Randhir. I've asked you to check your luggage do that quickly. Have your dinner and then hit the bed asap. You have to wake up early in the morning to catch the flight. I have a video conference now I will get back to you as soon as I finish that. " said Renuka Sanyal as she left Randhir's room dialing a number on her mobile.
* End of flashback*
Randhir sat idly on his hostel bed reminiscing all this for how long don't know. He got up and opened his wardrobe. He took out his diary and found his way back to his bed. His hands trembled to open it. Its been two years since he wrote something in it. He slowly opened the 1st page. He was not in a mood to read through them. Good or bad but those memories were IRREVOCABLE and he knew that. He kept flipping trogh the pages till one particular page caught his eye. He always had a habit of titling what he wrote. But that particular page was untitled. He exactly knew what it was. He was new to this feeling of being in a daze to read something he wrote 2 years back. May be because he decided he would never ever read it. He suddenly opened that page making it clearer to his vision. He found himself lost in just few seconds.
* In the diary *
September 8th 2010 was the 1st day I ever cursed so much. I despised it. Moving from UK to an unknown place wasn't that easy. I know I was born in India but I was still not in my senses to live in it and love it and be patriotic. Karan, his parents, Hari kaka everyone are there. Only Mom and I came here. Don't know what happened to Mom she suddenly bought me here! But today, I have no regrets. Im extremely happy that I came here. Not everybody rocks in India but there are some people who can steal my heart and make it dance in joy. Yes, it is her. I don't know what she feels about me but i really like being in her company. Im glad I found her. Irritating her and making her go jelly is my favourite hooby. Which is why I like Keerthi a lot! Thanks dear, you are real help for me.
* End of that page in diary *
Randhir couldn't help his lips curve into a smile. He caressed that page once and flipped it without completely reading it. He never felt the need to complete it. It was always treasured in his heart. But the way he flipped it was so much filled with rashness. He loved reading it but then he couldn't trust any one any more. He was even afraid to let him feel how much he loved it. He flipped more pages and another page caught his eye. Written in pure red. Epitaph. He shut his diary as soon as he read that word. His tears were un-abatable.
He closed his eyes and let the tears roll down his cheeks. He suddenly saw a girl. That same girl. He hearted her and she still haunts him. She said "Randhir" ever so lovingly. They kept drowning in each others eyes. She suddenly turned around and left. Randhir couldn't stop his tears. Before he realised that he must've tried to stop her, she left.
He opened his eyes in an impulse. They were red in rage. He flinged his diary into the wardrobe and got started with his punch bag. He was indifferent to pain and pleasure. He forced himself to accept the fact that his life would remain the same. His bruises would never heel and his broken pieces would never join back. He lost faith in everything and everyboddy. He decided he would never heart anyone for the rest of his life. He wanted to remain uncahnged cuz he knew that what's past is past and it is IRREVOCABLE.
So here ends ch 4. How was it? Please do review.
Love,
Nikitha.😊
Edited by barauni - 11 years ago
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