Chapter 12: Leap of Faith
Before Abhi finished saying what I thought was my name, which only belonged to him, our principal barged in.
"Pragya Ji, I heard the rockstar is already here. Oh you are here rockstar Abhi. I am Gurinder Chawla, principal of this college, my daughter is a big fan of yours. She is arriving here to meet you", our principal went to talk to Abhi straight.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Chawla", Abhi got up and shook hands with the principal.
"Pragya Ji, we only have 15 min left. You please take his details for his introduction on the stage", our principal told me and instructed all the students to vacate the room leaving Purab, Abhi and myself in the room. The other choreographer judge also left with the principal.
"Pragya Di!!!", Purab came and hugged me.
"Hi Purab", I said but I felt my voice hardly came out.
"Only Nikki is missing, isn't it?", said Abhi.
"Yes Bhai", said Purab and turned to me. "I didn't know you are going to introduce Abhi, Pragya Di. We knew you worked for this college but didn't expect you to be involved in all this. I am sure you don't need any information about Abhi from me, although I have it ready", Purab took out a folded sheet from his pocket. I collected the sheet from him. I was feeling at loss of words.
"Bhai, you know na, Nikki got married to that lecturer you used to tease her with", informed Purab.
"You told me that Purab. I always knew it. You should have seen how she used to look at him when he taught", laughed Abhi.
"And Pragya Di, you got her married, right? I remember her telling me something like that", Purab wondered.
"Yes, I mean, I signed papers at the court as a witness", I admitted.
"Alright, I will go talk to the principal about Abhi having to leave early and not able to stay for the afternoon events. You guys carry on", Purab excused himself.
There was an awkward silence for a few moments soon after Purab left. I sat on a chair across Abhi. I felt as if his eyes were following me but couldn't tell for sure given his sunglasses were dark. My heartbeat was raising up and all I wanted was him pulling me into a hug and me to forget my being. But that's not what happened even after a couple of minutes of silence.
I cleared my throat wanting to say something. Abhi himself started talking before me, "so, how have you been, Pragya?". I didn't want to hear that name from his mouth at all.
"I am doing fine, how are you Abhishek?", I asked.
"I am doing great. So, you got Nikki married?", he asked.
"Yeah like I said, I was a witness", I nodded my head.
"What about you? You got married too?", he asked now looking at me and I was taken aback.
"What kind of question is that?", I asked feeling awkward.
"What's wrong in that question? The last time we talked you had told me about some marriage alliance and all that. I am just wondering if that came along and you moved on, you know..", and he spoke as if it was about someone else and not us.
"May be you moved on", I replied almost in tears.
"If you want to ask me if I am dating Tannu or whoever else I am paired up with.. you can ask directly. I will tell you Yes or No", Abhi said tapping his feet.
I was caught in catch-22. I was dying to know if Tannu and Abhi dated but I didn't want to hear a Yes for an answer directly from him, even if it was a lie.
"That's not important", I finally said looking away.
"Really? If you say so, fine", he sighed.
Of course it was not fine. But my emotions were in such overdrive that I couldn't talk what I wanted at all. I was trying hard not to break down.
"Congratulations, I am truly happy to see you as so successful. You have made it", I said almost choking on my voice with a regret that I wasn't there when he realized his dream.
"Thank you, and congratulations to you too. You are Professor Pragya now", he said smiling.
I smiled a little back at him. Again there was a couple of minutes of silence.
"I want to talk to you...if you don't mind", I said finally gathering myself.
"Sure.." Abhi was about to say something more but just then Purab came back with the principal and the competition was about to begin. They took Abhi away and I had the responsibility of introducing all the three judges. I was taking deep breaths to calm myself down. Knowing that I will get to talk to Abhi had somewhat calmed me down although I was a galore of questions and uncertainties.
I introduced the choreographer and our principal as judges and even before I started to read the sheet Purab had given me for Abhi, the audience, who was majorly young students, started to chant Abhi's name. They were so loud that even my voice on speakers didn't seem to reach out. Abhi was backstage looking at me making signs if he should enter the stage and I signed him to come in given it didn't look anymore that he needed an introduction. It took a while for the audience to calm down and the competition to begin.
I sat behind the judges and the performances began. Abhi had something encouraging and fun to say to every group that performed. Because of that he had won a little more love than what students already had for him. Purab had sat with me throughout the performance and we decided to keep in touch in future and made sure we still had each other's numbers. Purab also gave me Abhi's new numbers saying he had to change his numbers due to privacy reasons.
The competition ended soon and my college group ended up being runner's up and our competitor college had won the trophy. I knew my students would be disappointed but Abhi had made it up for all losing groups by calling them all onto the stage when the winners were announced, and dancing with all of them.
After the competition our principal had arranged for a quick lunch for the judges. I was invited for the same too along with the other organizing members. Purab had told the principal that Abhi had to leave as soon as possible due to another commitment but our principal convinced them to have lunch with us. We all sat in a room with the pizza that was ordered and Abhi was sitting two chairs away from me. Most of the talk at the lunch was about the performances or our principal going gaga about Abhi, completely ignoring the other judge. Purab then hurried Abhi to leave saying they were late for the next event and Abhi started to finish the left food in his plate. He took the last slice in his mouth and ate a large portion of it and left the remaining in the plate. He suddenly got up to leave, saying a general good bye to everyone along with Purab. The principal left to send him off while I remained in my seat since I hadn't even started to eat yet. The last piece of pizza in Abhi's plate had revitalized my hopes before the attender took the plate away.
Going home that evening, I was a mess of confusions. I went through my little interaction with Abhi to gather what was his stand on me or our relationship. He had talked to me yet hadn't talked to me at all. I hadn't been bare my heart to him either. But my turmoil had surfaced like a storm in my brain and I was feeling more and more restless by the minute. I wanted to talk to Abhi and I wanted to tell him how much I wanted him, missed him and needed him, even if he did not feel the same. I felt I was ready for a live in with him if that is what he wanted; ready to name him to my mother and wanted to take a chance for my relationship with him, if at all it still existed. It was comforting that at least he had expressed that he would like to talk to me. Going over my thoughts a hundred times I finally texted to the number Purab had given me as Abhi's.
Half an hour later came Abhi's reply in which he said he could meet me but only after next Monday since he had other appointments for the whole week and weekend.
Needless to say I was disappointed that he had no hurry to meet with me but I thought I could find some closure at least by talking to him once. I texted him back to say we could meet Tuesday and also asked him if he would like me to come to his place or he would come to my place. But he replied giving me the location and booking of a restaurant for a dinner. I could see that he wanted to maintain a distance with me given he chose a third place than meeting me at my place or his place. But it was more important to me to talk to him heart to heart than anything else, so I was waiting for Tuesday to come.
But I had something to distract as well as agitate myself over the weekend when my mother called me.
"Pragya, you have to come home tomorrow. We have these people coming to see you. They had visited today and I really like them. They are also Punjabi and seem like very nice people. You had promised me that you will take some time but will get married. I will not listen to any excuse now. You better come home and see the boy tomorrow", my mother gave me an ultimatum.
"Maa, not this weekend. Can we do it next weekend?" , I requested my mother, not wanting to complicate my brain with more to deal with than I already had.
"No, Pragya. I have already promised them. They are going abroad next week, so they want to see you tomorrow. See it's not like you have to marry right away or say Yes. At least give this alliance a chance with an open mind. Don't make me fret over your marriage any more Pragya. At least give it an honest chance. Think about this mother also, Pragya, how much I have wanted to see you married", my mother got emotional.
I never could argue with my mother when she got teary and of course I agreed to go to Pune. I didn't know why life was playing these games with me making my heart pulled in all directions.
The next morning, I took a train to Pune but due to some constructions along the tracks, I was delayed by almost an hour. My mother had called me up 5 times already given the boy's people had arrived.
I had to take a taxi home with Bulbul who had awaited at the station as soon as I got off the train. Mother had instructed her to take me inside the house from the back door so that I don't face the guests right away.
My mother asked me to brush my hair and put some make up on quickly and I did that reluctantly. Soon, she asked me to go out to meet the people who had come to see me.
It was an old lady and a young lady who were seated in our living room. As soon as I entered the young woman walked up to me in her red high heels that she wore with her skirt and shirt. "Pragya, very nice to meet you", she said holding my hand and taking me to sit between her and the old lady.
Before I sat, I wished the old lady and touched her feet.
"May you live long, beta and always be happy", the old lady blessed me. "You are just like what I thought you would be, perfect for my grandson", she said making me sit besides her and kissing my forehead.
I was surprised that they talked as if I had agreed to marry. Nor could I process how could these people who looked fairly rich by their dressing had come to our house. Sensing something fishy about the whole set up I anxiously looked at my mother but she seemed to be engrossed in talking to my grandma about something.
My mother was about to introduce the guests to me but right then the old lady's mobile started ringing and she attended the call. She then told her grandson was almost here. Everyone except me went to the door to receive the boy and I took a relaxed breath for a moment.
But I had the biggest shock of my life when I looked up to see the recognizable voice I heard.
It was Abhi. It was my Abhishek.
I tried to get up from my seat but felt dizzy.
The old lady, whom now I understood as possibly Abhi's grandmother, was guiding him to the sofa opposite of me introducing him to my mother and grandmother. He touched the feet of my elders and sat on the sofa.
"Aaliyah, I can not believe this", Bulbul was literally jumping holding the young lady's hand, whom I now realized to be Abhi's sister.
Abhi did not look at me but was busy with my elders trying to make sure he had his refreshments.
"Wait Maa, before all this, I need to get my autograph. My Di didn't get it for me", Bulbul came to sit besides Abhi with her copy of his album.
"Sure, your name, Bulbul, yeah?", Abhi signed her album.
"Folks, let's give a chance to the boy and the girl to talk now", said Abhi's sister in her commanding voice. Everyone else vacated our living room leaving Abhi and me alone.
Abhi got up from his seat, and I did too. He walked a few steps closer and I took a couple of steps too. He looked at me for the longest time while tears of unexplained emotions filled me up.
Abhi extended his hand out at me. "I will not say this again.. just marry me, Chashmish, only if you can take the leap of faith and trust me forever", said Abhi as tears fell down my eyes.
Edited by -Tia- - 9 years ago