Chapter 19:
It didn't take long for Naina to get ready to leave, all she had to do was change her clothes and grab the bag that she had packed this morning after BC had said she could go. Quickly she pulled on a pair of pants, a singlet top and a jacket, put her hair in a ponytail and then headed downstairs.
She had already said goodbye to her friends after the ceremony so nothing was left to be done. Heading outside, she saw Captain Rajveer waiting, now changed into his casual clothes and leaning against his jeep with the keys in his hands. He looked up just as she came down the outside stairs and her heart skipped a beat at the look in his eyes. It was the way that a starving man would look at food which was out of his reach, or with which a drowning person might view the far off shore. Naina shook herself out of her trance and approached him.
"Shall we go, Sir?" she asked, and he nodded mutely.
They were silent during the ride to the bus station, neither knowing quite how to start a conversation. There were many things that each needed to say to the other, but it just didn't quite seem like it was the right time.
Finally when they arrived, Naina got out of the jeep and turned back hesitantly, "I'll just buy the ticket," she told Raj, "Will you wait?"
He couldn't believe how much the hesitation in her voice affected him, had things gone to such an extent that she even had to ask him that? "Of course," he told her reassuringly, "I'll wait here."
Naina walked over to the ticket office, joining a queue of about ten people. Raj was content to sit in the jeep and watch her, noting that she often glanced over in his direction as she waited as if to make sure that he hadn't left. Naina was about fifth in the line when Raj noticed something that might become trouble. At a table nearby a group of about four boys sat drinking soft drink, and were looking in Naina's direction obviously observing her. The one that seemed to be their leader pointed at her and then the rest of their group high fived his hand. Raj had seen enough, he knew these boys would be harmless enough. But Naina didn't need them bothering her today of all days.
Leaving the car he walked quickly over to her, arriving just before the boy from the table did.
"How much longer is this going to take?" he asked her, "I've been waiting ages."
Naina seemed confused at first, wondering why he was making such a fuss about it, and then suddenly noticed the boy in the background glaring at Raj as if he'd just spoiled his day.
Smirking slightly, she decided that she'd take the pretense to the next level. "What's wrong, honey?" she asked him, "You can't stand to be without me for that long?"
And then before he could reply, she reached out and grabbed his hand, entwining his fingers with hers.
Raj was about to protest, but realised that the boy was still standing there watching them. He gave in, and stood there with her hand in his, trying not to think about how small her fingers felt compared to his, or how warm her palm was, or how much he wished that…
He shook his head, trying to get rid of these thoughts. He had already decided that he couldn't do this, he had to stay strong because he could clearly see that it would be very easy to lose his resolve with Naina around.
She looked different with her hair in a ponytail, compared to the harsh braid that she normally wore it in for training. It made her look softer, more feminine. He yearned to run his hands through her hair, to brush it away from her face…
Raj cursed under his breath, he really was losing his mind.
Finally it was Naina's turn and she stepped forward to order her ticket. "One ticket for Nainital, please." She asked the man at the counter, handing over the money.
"Just one?" he asked her, "Your husband isn't going too?"
Naina rolled her eyes at the man's nosiness but replied anyway. "No, I'm just going to my parents' house for a few days."
The ticket seller nodded in understanding and gave her back her change. Together they stepped out of the way of the queue and Raj watched while Naina put both the ticket and her change into her purse.
"So when does the bus leave?" he asked her.
"In an hour," she replied. "Will you stay with me until then? We could get some coffee… and talk."
Raj wanted to refuse, partly because he was scared of what she would say and partly because he was scared that she would all too easily convince him that he was wrong for refusing this relationship. But standing in front of her, as she looked at him with those wide eyes of hers, he couldn't think of any way to say no. He could never refuse her anything that she asked of him.
"Sure." He told her hesitantly, and they walked to a nearby caf.
He was careful to select a booth at the back of the caf, away from where they might be spotted. He was paranoid that somebody from KMA might see them and report them to BC. But he knew he was being ridiculous, who here could guess that they were from KMA, and what was wrong with sitting there and having a coffee with her anyway?
After ordering, they were silent until the coffees arrived, and then he used drinking his as an excuse not to meet her eyes. But Naina wasn't ready to give up. Placing her coffee down on the table, she reached out and touched his hand lightly, indicating that he should put his down too.
"We need to talk about this." She told him. He didn't need to ask what 'this' was.
"Naina, whatever happened this morning shouldn't have." He told her, trying to pretend that he meant it. "We were both… too emotional. We got carried away, and it shouldn't have happened, and it won't happen again." He hoped that he had sounded final enough and that she would agree with him.
She shot him a look that plainly said she wasn't stupid. "Don't pretend that you didn't want it to happen, Sir. I know how you feel about me."
"First of all, why do you think you know how I feel about you? Secondly," and he stopped, feeling completely and utterly frustrated by his own inability to control his feelings, "Don't you realise how wrong this is, Naina? You should be able to tell by the fact that you're still calling me Sir." Trying to remain calm, he picked up his coffee again and began drinking.
"Calling you Sir is just a habit," she told him, "But you're right, it's not appropriate for me to be saying it while we're having this conversation. And, Raj," the way she said his name sent shivers up his spine, he realised it was the first time he had heard it from her lips "Just because you haven't told me how you feel about me, it doesn't mean I haven't figured it out." Then she paused and thought, "Although to be honest, Alekh was the one who first pointed it out to me."
Raj almost spat out his coffee and hurriedly put the cup down before he dropped it. "Alekh??? And why was Alekh pointing out my feelings to you?"
To be honest, he wasn't that surprised though. If there was one cadet who was likely to notice, then it would be Alekh. That boy seemed to figure out everything.
"It doesn't matter why he pointed it out. What matters is what we do next." Naina stopped, and the desperation she was feeling was evident in her eyes. "Raj, don't shut me out this way. We both know that there's something between us, and we both know that we want it."
Suddenly he didn't want to pretend anymore, he wanted to agree with her, he wanted to tell her she was right, but there were so many barriers standing in their way.
"Naina," he said her name almost as a sigh and reached out to take both her hands in his, rubbing his fingertips over her knuckles slowly in a comforting manner. "You know we can't do this, there are so many reasons…"
"Yes Sir…Raj…" Naina corrected herself, still not used to calling him by his first name. "There are a lot of reasons why we shouldn't be together. But there are also many why we should be."
"Naina, the academy's rules… I could be demoted or thrown out of the army, you could be thrown out of the academy. I don't want to ruin your life, and your parents… they'll never accept me. They'll never forgive you."
"Raj…" taking one of her hands out of his, she reached up to touch one of his cheeks and almost against his will, he leaned into her caress, unable to help himself.
"Raj, these are serious problems. But that doesn't mean we give up. I'm not asking you to endanger your career for me, I would never want that. But just because we can't be together until I finish my training, it doesn't mean that we can't live on our hopes for the future. And my parents… well, if we're going to wait until my training is finished, then that means that I have a year left to convince them. Who knows, maybe now that you've helped to prove Navin innocent they'll forgive you."
Raj had been desperately hoping that this was the case, but he couldn't believe that his prayers would actually be answered.
"Maybe you're right, Naina. But if your parents don't give in, then what? Do I take you from them too after I've already taken Navin away from them? Can you really bear to be separated from your parents if they won't forgive us?"
Taking her hand away from his cheek, Naina placed it back into his empty hand, and her heart seemed to jump a little as he tightened his grip on her fingers.
"You know, Raj. Pooja said something wise to me when I was talking to her about this. She told me that I was only thinking about what my parents would want and what I wanted, but not about what Navin would have wanted. Think about it, Raj. Think about what Navin would've wanted for the two of us."
Glancing at her watch, she stands up. "My bus is leaving in ten minutes, we should get going."
Raj pays the bill and they walk back to the bus in silence, he's not sure why, but half way back he leans over and takes her hand, holding it tightly in his as they walk. When they reach the bus they pause outside it, and Naina turns towards him.
"I'll be gone for two weeks." She tells him, "Think about it until I come back. I'll be waiting for your answer." Then coming closer to him, she kisses him softly on the cheek, so close to his lips that she grazes the corner of his mouth. She turns to go, but he doesn't let go of her hand, pulling on it so that she's jerked back to him. He breathes hard, fighting with himself, with his feelings. He hugs her to him roughly, crushing her against him. She's so close to him that he can feel her heart beating through her thin shirt.
He doesn't want her to go. He doesn't want to spend the next two weeks thinking about her question, as every day his resolve becomes weaker and weaker and every night she invades his dreams. He wants her here, with him. The thought of not having her in his life… scares him. He thinks he already knows what his answer will be, and that thought scares him too.
Finally Raj releases Naina slowly, and walks her to the bus's door, letting go of her hand only once she's gone inside. Walking quickly to her seat, she sits down and looks out the window at him. As the bus starts up she raises one hand as a final goodbye, and he finds himself echoing the gesture. Raj stands there with his hand raised until the bus is faded from sight and only then walks back to his jeep.
She had left him with far too many difficult questions to answer. Only one thing was for certain, the next two weeks were going to be long ones.
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