•| Part Four
I can't stop thinking about you, Mr. Bajaj. I can't. Why can't you crawl back to me? Why can't I run up to you?
-Prerna
"Ma'am, your order."
I was snapped out of my zone from the server at the cafe I was sitting at. Our favourite go to place. Being there wasn't helping my unstable mind at all rather it was worsening things. I was missing him way too much.
The last I visited this cafe was with him. After our ways separated, I never dared to turn my feet towards this place. Back then, I couldn't afford to risk coming across him and now, I couldn't resist the insane urge to get a glimpse of him. Life could really play so unfair at times!
"Thank you," I murmured, while I tried to smile at him but I terribly failed. How does one smile when all that one's heart hold is incredibly never ending pain? I did not know.
As I looked at those two glasses of strawberry milkshake, I mentally smacked myself. Why did I have to order two? He wasn't here, to drink.
He loved the strawberry milkshake these people provided. In fact, he was the one to introduce me to this place. This was his go to place earlier before it became mine and before it became ours.
Not here, Prerna. Not here. I had to remind my stupid self again that I was not at my home, alone, to let my emotions flow like I every day did.
A couple of deep breaths and I was almost there. I picked my diary and was pushing it in my bag when it slipped off my hand and fell on the ground, near my feet.
My eyes momentarily shut on their own. Why my days had to be this bad, always? Always? I opened my eyes only to glance above once to ask the creator of the universe, I presumed to be residing there, when I felt some movement on my table.
I quickly looked down to see my diary on my table and then, at the one who was on the ground, who had lifted my diary for me. Good men still existed. My lips automatically curved up in a smile.
I couldn't see his face though for his back was facing me.
"Thank you." I stood up and he, rose on his feet as well and the moment he did, I almost froze.
It was him.
I knew, it was him.
"Mr. Bajaj," I mumbled but wasn't sure if my faint voice was audible to him. Not that I wanted it anyway.
As he turned, I got the confirmation I never needed.
It was him.
It indeed was.
My heart skipped a beat. I wasn't ready to face him. I wasn't support of face him. All that I was supposed to do was... to leave.
No. Don't. My lips were pressed together while I silently chanted prayers, when he gripped my wrist while I was walking forward, making my way out of the cafe.
"For how long, Prerna? For how damn long?"
Kumkum Bhagya
Tu Dhadkan Main Dil
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
