UNCERTAINITIES
Khushi: the film was so nice.
Arnav: hmm.
Khushi: didn't you like?
Arnav: no. It was good.
Khushi: then?
Arnav: nothing. It is quite late. Are you hungry?
Khushi: yes sweetheart. That's why I love you so much.
Arnav: hmm. Where do you want to go?
Khushi: umm….Purple Orchid?
Arnav: ok. Let's go.
……..tring……tring……tring……..
Arnav saw the name and moved a little bit from her to attend the call.
Khushi felt bad. What was the problem to talk in front of her? Who was that? Though it is distasteful to hear other's conversation she can't stop herself from listening what Arnav was speaking.
Arnav: hello.
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Arnav: ya, she is with me.
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Arnav: please don't wait dear. I will be late today.
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Arnav: We would dine together and then return.
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Arnav: Sorry. I promise.
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Arnav: Next day I will take you out for film. Happy now?
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Arnav: that's like a good girl. Bye dear.
He kept the phone.
Khushi was very frustrated. Who was that? With whom is he talking? And that too with so affection? He never talks with me like that. He behaves so dry with me. He rarely smiles and his face was filled with happiness when he was talking to her.
Arnav came expressionlessly.
Khushi: Who was that?
Arnav: Anjali.
Khushi: no it was not Anjali.
Arnav: it was my sister Anjali, Khushi.
Khushi: don't tell lies.
Arnav: I am not. Why would I?
Khushi: I don't know. I want to go home.
Arnav (with his thunder and chilling voice): Khushi.
Khushi got frightened. She didn't query any further.
They both went and had a dinner. After an hour or two, things were getting better and this quarrel and misunderstanding was fading. They were having a candle night dinner.
Khushi: oh no….
Arnav: what happened?
Khushi: how will call at home now?
Arnav: why? Where is your mobile?
Khushi: Low Battery 😔
Arnav: so why were you behaving so hyper? Take my phone.
Khushi: yeah. Please give.
She almost snatched the phone from his hand. Arnav could easily understand she was lying. It was a petty excuse. She wanted to check the phone actually. But he couldn't say her anything. This has been going since their affair started.
It is almost six months and after spending so much time and knowing him so well, she still continues. She freaks out whenever Arnav's phone is unavailable or he is talking with some women. Arnav was getting worried now.
Earlier he used to think that it was her possessiveness. She was sentimental and sensitive so it could happen with her. Girls and boys aren't alike he thought.
But this problem was persisting and not only that it is increasing but was taking shape of suspiciousness. He was feeling frustrated with her suspicion and couldn't make her believe.
She was checking something in his phone and when their eyes met she said, "It is not connecting. I am redialling"
Arnav: Khushi you are suspecting me.
Khushi: n…no…noo…I am calling at home.
She picks up the phone and talks with her mother.
Arnav: why are you doing this Khushi? Why don't you believe me?
Khushi: I…I believe you. I …lo…I love…I l…I love you.(she closes her eyes and tears start falling from her eyes).
Arnav ended the topic. He can't see her crying. Another date which ended disappointingly. They have dated almost every weekend, but he could hardly remember any date which has been pleasant. He was in a bad mood. He dropped her home quietly.
He came back home with a foul mood and didn't talk to anyone. He entered his room and went to get fresh. He stood under cold shower. He loves her so much and is planning to get married to her and this girl is behaving so weird, so strange. This problem is increasing like anything and this is hampering their relationship. If such problems occur on the eve of their marriage, god knows what will happen after marriage?
Arnav to himself: how could I make her believe that either my calls are from home or office. Should I take her to some psychotherapist? Should I take her for some counselling? What should I do? Should I talk to her now?
He ended his bath. He wore his night shirt and track pants. He lighted a cigarette and sat on his couch beside the pool. He saw the clock. 1:30 a.m. Too late to call her. What is she doing now? Thinking about me? Upset like me? Reading storybook? Listening music? Sleeping? The last option was most likely. The phone will be switched off also. If not then it must be very annoying for her. She had told him not to call her after midnight ever. Her family dislikes all those night calls and stuff. But it is very important to call her now. He dialled her number.
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BUSY
He saw the clock. 1.45 a.m. and Khushi's phone engaged!! Why?? Is she talking with someone? But now? with whom? His mind was full of random thoughts. The cigarette smoked it's last. He also slept after a while thinking about Khushi and her unavailability so late at night.
Next day,
He was getting calls from her when he was in a meeting. He called her back after his meeting.
Khushi was going for shopping and wishes Arnav to accompany her. Arnav disliked the idea, but agreed. He too wanted to meet her. He wanted to discuss about the matter which he was thinking last night.
Arnav met her in the mall. They went at the coffee shop.
Khushi: how is this bag? Looks nice?
Arnav: Khushi I would talk about those stuff later. I want to ask you something important now.
Khushi: yeah. Say.
Arnav: why was your phone busy last night at 1.45a.m.?
Khushi: aa...umm…I…was….I…don't….I…sleeping….someone…I would ask someone…at house….who…who…took….m…m…my…pho…phone…I wu…I would…I would…ask…I don't know…I…seriously…don't know….it…is…late…too…late…I…need to go…go…go back home.
Arnav was confused with her behaviour. He had never seen her so tense. He wanted to find out why Khushi was so tensed.
Arnav dropped her home and investigated on the matter.
He enquired at the cell company and through his influence he got his answer. He was shocked to see her call history and he understood why she was always suspicious of him.
Meanwhile,
Khushi came home and started deleting the calls and messages she got from different men and boys. She was suffering from an inferior complex and she used false identity on different social networking sites and had numerous flings. She was busy with an admirer of hers last night. She was always insecure whether Arnav would be with her always and like that she used to weigh her value in the marriage market. she used to do so to see her importance among men.
The number was not in Khushi's name or anyone from her family. It was Misha Khanna.(the false identity of Khushi)
Few days later, Arnav told her family members about her illness. Her counselling started immediately despite her resistance and her refusal to go along with the treatment. He loved her immensely and knowing her illness he still wanted to get married to her and tried anything and everything to cure her. Unfortunately, Arnav failed. She was getting cured and the treatment was showing positive results. But unknowingly she developed something else which the doctors couldn't recognize. The doctors were happy but they also warned him that day she is developing some psychiatric problems for sure.
They were right.
Everyone realized what were the side effects of the treatment on the next day after the doctors' warning when her body was found. The night before she went up to the terrace and jumped from there. She had suicide.
Extremely sorry for such an ending. This was a real life incident. Please let me know your feelings and thoughts after reading this OS.
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