Chapter 5
The rain had stopped. Water droplets shimmered in the gossamer interstices of a spider's web outside my window. Not so much captured in the web as resting on it. I could, I thought, lift up that web, very carefully, and place it against my throat, where it would adhere, threads retreating into near invisibility and only rain drops remaining to glisten against my skin like some precious inheritance. Sohai's hand reached out and pulled the window shut.
"What happened last night?"
I laughed recalling everything that happened yesterday.
"I met my Shlok, my hopscotch partner, my shadow-self, my alter ego..."
"And?" Sohai asked excitement growing in her features.
"No not him yet..." I said disappointing her. "Perhaps he was going to be present any moment before I washed off into a dark expanse."
"He has been very upset this morning..."
"Courtesy Astha Sameer Oberoy!" I clapped my hands in the air. Sohai sighed.
"We were so stupid six years back...You went off with Sameer and I lost Hashir."
"You two are psychopaths... woh ab bhi tum she shadi karne ke liye mar raha hai!"
"Yehi kaam reh gaya hai na!"
"Sameer?" I asked.
"He is home."
"Why?"
"He said he'd stay with you." I was surprised hearing that just then Sameer entered with a tray of breakfast and a glistening smile on his face. I saw him smile for me after ages.
"How are you feeling now?" He asked sitting beside me; I smiled at my yearnings to feel this care from him.
"Better..." I replied taking a cup of tea from his hands. Sohai excused herself from there and left.
"Rain and you don't get along well." He said putting marmalade on a toast.
"Am surprised you noticed Sam"
He looked up bewildered and astonished; the surprise soon turned into his trademark grin.
"Has been ages since you called me Sam."
"Has been ages since we last talked normal." I reminded him. He dropped his head and smile.
"I am sorry."
I looked away trying to drink my betraying tears. He sat there watching me until his phone rang breaking the undying silence brooding between us and I knew my Sam was gone; he was Sameer again.
"Astha I have to leave for Ankara tonight... I..." He wanted to say more but seeing me indifferent dropped the idea. That was exactly what I was expecting; funny how irrevocable we two had become.
***
"It's Kavya's birthday; and she is missing her mom bad." Sohai told me over the phone.
"Did she tell you that?"
"No... but I could sense her ominous resentment."
"Would she want to go around Buyukada'a Island?"
"I am sure."
"Sameer's not home and I do feel alienated will be there in an hour." Not that if he was around I was a little less alienated.
The toughest part was deciding for her gift; I wasn't so used to doing it besides I never knew what Kavya would like. Physically she was an impressive copy of her mother but I wondered if her likes were like her father's. Shlok would like anything and everything I gave him for his birthday and that was a two way street; I liked every single present he gave me too.
I took a cab from Taqsem Square to Sisley where Istanbul's renowned Jawaher Mall was. I was looking for variety and this was the place one wouldn't get tired of seeing things. Since I had the least idea of what Kavya would like I bought a little too many presents for her; thinking something must excite her from these. Shopping alone ain't a very good idea; you can get bored and irked when you can't decide and no one's there to help you.
Children enjoyed in the play area with astonishing unscrupulousness; I imagined little Kavya beside them and no she did not fix with them. Children loved frolicking around, they loved bickering, girls her age could be no nonsense nasty drama queens but she was so sober and serene, very unlike Shlok who I remember to be the most mischievous of the four of us but still somehow responsible.
While I was heading towards the exit something caught my attention. Amidst a hundred of its kind my eyes decided to hang about; glued to a particular wind chime. I went near it and took its delicacy in my hands; its coffee strands danced producing the ever so soothing strident music.
All Seas Murmur a Vague Acceptance.' It read on its upper surface.
I got it packed in a reasonable box which could easily be placed in my hand bag. Keeping it safe for a friend; precarious in aesthetics; I laughed at the irony of my thoughts.
"What took you so long?" Sohai, glimmering in her intricate Ajrak design chiffon top, asked me as I entered. "And you are wearing white again?"
"I thought I'd match my dress with the birthday girl."
"So you knew she would be wearing white?"
"Duh!"
Sohai laughed recalling exactly what I wanted her to recall. We took her freshly backed muse cake and banged Shlok's door. He opened it to see two clumsy friends walking in with balloons and blow whistles.
"She is in her room... I was pretending I had missed her birthday today." He told us as we walked in Kavya's room. We were surprised when Kavya was happily drawing and coloring in her scrap book; seeing us enter her room she quickly slammed the thing shut and gaped at us in a sort of stunned incredulity.
We decided to take her out for a visit to the nine small Prince's islands in the sea of Murmara. Only we thought we were excited enough to have an understanding of all the nine in one day. Sofie had decided she would see us there only and when we finally landed at Buyukada after a trip through yet another ferry we found Sofie extending her hand in the air to wave us with a huge disposable cup in her hand.
"Look guys I found lassi!" She exclaimed.
Sofie, it appeared, had become one of those desis who liked to have Pepsi in India and lassi in London. And ever since then she had her love for lassi fomenting to an outstanding pace.
Sofie and Sohai were pretty much interested in going around the island cycling and Kavya won't back off; only they thought they wont find a cycle her age. The island, like the other eight had a policy of no motorized vehicles- except service vehicles- and people were offered to visit around on foot or the available horse-drawn phaeton chariots or the cycles availed on rent in small shops.
Shlok and Astha on the other hand preferred to stroll down to the tiny beach while the rest took a round.
"How's your sugar?" He asked as son as we were at the mercy of the fierce crowed. I saw a phaeton carriage shoving past on the paved street and wished I was rather in it.
"Still low." I replied remembering my hammering head all at once.
"You shouldn't have come. Now don't get lost here... we already have to find the other lot." He joked. I laughed feeling lazy and restless.
"Can we sit somewhere?"
"Why not!" He said and grabbed my hand to lead me across the road where a chariot was unloading passengers. We took our seats and relaxation took over me.
"Thanks." I muttered.
"Why wont you tell if you wanted to have a ride?"
"Because I..." I trailed off knowing not what exactly to tell him.
"You are such a mess." He exclaimed looking out towards the Agia Yorgi climb where we went for its classic sausage sandwiches and chips minus the wine later. Because he had migraine and I was already half topsy turvy in the head.
"Why have you created this distance between us?" I stared at my food looking perpetually occupied as he asked another of his awkward questions that eve.
"You are just over thinking Shlok."
"The truths we conical they don't disappear Astha; they appear in different forms."
"Yeah how can I forget my ever so smart friend."
He kept silent digesting my thoughts and words in his mind. I could easily figure out he looked disturbed; I wondered if I was the one who had left these marks of worries on his face. Even physically he looked drained out.
"You have stopped working out?"
He shook his head in denial.
"That day Astha... you said... you..." He trailed off.
"I love you."
"Hun?"
"That is what I said that day." I laughed and failed.
"And then fainted." It felt like a question but then a statement; I was so confused.
"I heard your last words before the black out Shlok." I smirked. His forehead creased and I knew he was somewhere else.
"She said you helped her. She said it could never have been possible if it weren't for you."
"And Sameer's proposal came... I just accepted it. You accepted it as my happiness and then her as yours. We were so good at pretending back then."
Shlok shook his head; my words didn't surprise him. I am sure he must have already figured out this much.
"I wish I had reached out to you first."
"You mean before her?" I laughed.
"No before him!"
I realized how Sameer and Swati were just him' and her' in our conversation; how they did not fix in and how we wanted to eliminate them altogether.
"A mere misconception and we stand here."
"You never told me."
"Did you?"
I was speechless. Staring behind his ears I thought I saw his eyes flutter or twitch in an unfathomable twinge. Shlok was suddenly resting his head on his elbows.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes... we could walk down the beach." He offered. I accepted his offer thinking he might need a good breath to recover his migraine attack. We walked bare foot in those tiny sand beaches allied with the islands with nothing but secrets between us sweeter than the sky or sea could whisper. The secrets almost out; the secrets almost veiled again. We met Sohai, Sofie and Kavya there. Shlok wanted to lye down before the sun setting in the horizon. He stretched in the open air gallery with tiled flooring and pillars to support its movable roof.
Kavya told her stories to Sohai about how she thought Shlok had missed her today and how he was menacing around for a medicine in the morning. The sandwiches and fries had helped lower my headache but Shlok's migraine was giving me awful churns.
I stalked around with Sofie discussing the latest errand of the political world.
"Astha... Shlok is single again."
I looked at her in pure indifference.
"You can get rid of it..."
I was only silent. Wondering why all my friends were into such a mode and why they still thought we could re-entangle.
"Your loveless marriage... you don't like Sameer.. he cares not about..."
"He is not a tormentor Sof... he cares... he still worries when I am sick." I replied looking in the distance.
"But now you can get back to Shlok." She prosted. I sighed; easier said than done and then what had Sameer done to deserve me deserting him? If he ever wanted to cut off completely I knew him bold enough to do that on his own.
"I am in no favor of ending my marriage for Shlok...not even at this point. If ever Sameer decides to part his way...perhaps then I can give myself another chance... as for now I can't give myself that tag of disgrace."
Sofie didn't say a word. She smiled meekly and kept mum I knew she was thinking about a lot of things at the moment ; most of them made no sense but she wasn't going to argue with me; that was her.
Sohai called to inform us that they were leaving for the ferry.
"Is everything okay?" I asked a bit hesitant at her tone and urgency.
"Shlok's a bit...he is not well."
"We are coming you guys get there."
Edited by AshesToDust - 11 years ago