OS: Trust
I looked around. My eyes searching for just another pair of eyes. Just one, who believed me. No one. Not even one. Not my parents, though I didn't quite expect much from them. Not my friends, who were more than my family to me, and not even Gunjan whom I loved more than my life. She walked past me as if I was invisible to her. My friends followed her out and my parents walked up to me. "I thought you had changed Son" Mom told me. Her eyes apprehensive. I turned away. They barely even knew me. I couldn't count on them to understand, But Gunjan? I thought after all that I did, she would believe me. But Alas, she still didn't trust me. "Lets go home son. There is no one here." Mom said. I looked around just with the faintest hope that maybe she hadn't left.. maybe... But I was as usual wrong. I quietly walked behind Mom and dad to the car and we drove home..
"Mom please..." I begged. "Hear me out just once!" My mother sat, unsmiling, beside me, with a look of strain plastered on her face. "What's left to hear?" She added, grimly. I sighed, knowing that she was in no state to listen to my defeated pleas. I pursed my lips, as I continued to drive down the road that led home. Home...It was a place I was no longer familiar with. Home was a place where you could be you...you didn't have to pretend. People...your family...waited there with open arms, making you forget the disasters of your life. It was completely different in my case. My friends were angry, my mother was unwilling to listen, and the love of my life was pretending as if I no longer existed. Family. Yes, this was it. "I know what I did was wrong." I whispered quietly, to stranger beside me. It felt as if she had changed so much in the past 3 years. Nothing except her face was recognizable to me anymore. Or perhaps it was I that had changed, like she had suggested. She turned away, facing the window. "Mom, the problems won't disappear if you run away from them." She tossed me a fiery glare. "Is that so? Why not? You've always done that, have you not?" I groaned, beginning to feel frustrated.
"But you know me mom! I'm stupid! I do crazy things that I repent for later! That's just me...But I've understood now mom! please! just believe me!"
She shook her head, blinking away the tears that lined her eyes. "Yes, son. It took you three years, to realize your mistake, didn't it? You didn't think of us even once... you couldn't care about my feelings, about your friends' feelings... It was all about that girl...Gunjan. You've stopped bothering about us, haven't you?"
I shook my head, a tear rolling down my own cheeks. "No mom...I love you all... You are my family. You, Mayank, Nupur, Diya, Benji, Uday, and...and Gunjan."
She closed her eyes, leaning back against the seat. "You know what? I don't want to discuss this right now."
A sudden, shocking silence filled the atmosphere. But this time, I knew that it was my fault. My mother, my friends, and Gunjan...they all had the right to be angry at me. I deserved nothing but their hatred. And Gunjan...she deserved so much better than me... I had thought this 3 years ago... I felt my breathing quicken as I reminised that ominous night...
"What's WRONG with you Samrat? I don't understand you anymore! You're always enraged at me, for what reason? I have yet to find out! When I talk to anyone else, you become angry. when I don't talk, you become angry! Just stop it Samrat! Stop CONTROLLING me!"
She gave me a hard shove, pushing me back. "Yes gunjan! i hate it when you talk to any other man, besides me! And especially that Neil! The way you speak to him...the way you laugh with him... the way you smile when you hear his name... I HATE IT! Do you understand?"
The anger in Gunjan's eyes vanished for a brief moment, taking me by surprise. But it soon returned, full-fledged. "Yes! I love talking to Neil! I love hearing what he has to say! I love it when people say his name! I love him!"
I felt my heart shattering to crumbs at the last statement. Gunjan's face was flushed, filled with shock herself. "S-Samrat...I-I didn't mean..." I raised out my hand, slowly, signaling her to stop. I whisked around, thrusting my hands in my pockets, before walking away.
I felt my heart thudding rapidly even as I thought of it today. I still couldn't believe it that Gunjan loved someone else. The last thing I remember, 3 years ago, was me... still in shock...taking the next flight over to Canada. I had not told anybody anything... not my mother, not my friends...and especially not Gunjan. It was only today that I thought of how worried they would have been... maybe not Gunjan...she loved someone else after all...but the rest of them... And I deserved no sympathy from them, that much I knew. Not that I was looking for any. I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I thought of Gunjan. Would she have missed me at all? Even as a friend? or would she have been happy with Neil? I needed to find out... I needed to find out why she had betrayed me...why she had not told me that she had fallen in love with Neil...and most of all, what she felt for me now... I'll go to her house tonight... I thought.
...And I went through with it. That night, the stars shone brighter than the moon itself. It was beautiful... How I wished that I could spend such a night, wrapped in Gunjan's arms... She loves someone else...I reminded myself as I climbed the pipe to her bedroom window. She was as usual, engrossed in an open book in front of her. I couldn't help the small smile that crept up my lips, watching her. My Chashmish... At least there was one person who hadn't changed at all in three years. I sighed, losing myself in her. How can anyone possibly be so beautiful? I thought to myself, forgetting that I was hanging on a pipe about 20 feet above the ground. My hand slowly began to slip. But the stupid that I was, I didn't even notice. I simply continued to stare at her, smiling like an idiot. It was only when i noticed the stabbing pain in my fingers that were desperatly holding on to the pipe that I realized the slight problem that I was it.
"HEEELLLPPP!!!!" I screamed, feeling nauseous at the sight below me. I could faintly here the thud of the heavy book that I knew she must have dropped in shock. "CHASHMISHHH!! Help meee!" I screeched! She rushed to the window, mouth wide open, stunned. "Arre! Dekh kya rahi ho?!" I shouted. "Haath do! Mujhe maar daalne ka iraada hai kya?!!" She quickly blinked out of her daydream and gave her outstretched hand in mind. "Hold on Samrat!" I shuddered. "Tumne mujhe duffer samajh ke rakha hai kya? Main kya paagal hoon jo haath chod doonga!?" With a little bit of effort, she pulled me up, into her room.
"Idiot! What if something had happened to you?!"
"All your fault...Why did you have to be so beautiful...?" I muttered accusingly. "What?!" She yelled. I shook my head. "Nothing nothing."
"Anyway, I'm in no mood to talk to u..." She declared, her voice becoming harsh. "You can leave." I sighed. "Gunjan, u think I drove all this way, climbed a pipe, and almost fell for no reason? I want to talk to you."
She glared at me. "And what makes you think I'm prepared to listen Mr. Samrat Shergill?!" She shot back, as she whisked around, preparing to leave. But I was a few steps ahead of her. I rushed to the door and locked it before she could open it.
"My friends didn't listen to me...fine... My mom didn't listen to me...fine... but you? Please Gunjan! you have to give me one chance!" She rolled her eyes.
"As if you gave me the chance to speak before you marched off to Canada!" I shook my head, sighing. "That's exactly why I want to talk to you... I want to talk to you about what happened." She closed her eyes, sinking into her bed, defeated. I smiled, satisfied. "Look, I only left because you were in love with Neil. I couldn't handle it Gunjan, I just couldn't. And I didn't want to be a barrier in your life either...So I left." She sighed. "Samrat. Had you listened to me only once, we might have still been together in the past 3 years. When you had suggested that I was in love with my best friend, I was outrageous. Ans Samrat...I wish you had let me tell you three years ago that what I said was a joke. I was just being sarcastic. I can never love Neil Samrat. He'll always just be my friend. And you...? Did you trust me only that much Samrat? Did you really think that I could leave you for someone else?"
I was flabbergasted. For three years, I had been living under the false impression that Gunjan was in love with Neil. It was only now that I was understanding the truth. I felt like an idiot. I felt embarrassed… and most of all, I knew I needed to apologize to Gunjan. The girl who had not stopped loving me even for a moment…. The girl who I had thought I had lost…. My chashmish.
The sadness in her eyes was unbearable to see. And I was almost thankful, when moments later, it turned into a look of pure hatred. "And now, you can leave." She declared, unbolting the door and ushering me out. I left in silence. I was too shocked to do much else. Three long years…I had lived as a punishment…and I realized NOW that I didn't have the need to endure that??! But I knew I didn't have the right to get angry at anyone but me. I groaned at my own stupidity before heading out.
That night, I couldn't sleep. Thoughts of Gunjan were constantly invading my mind. Her eyes…that always used to search for me…her lips, moving in tune to my name, which always had a smile plastered on it. And I had removed it. I had hurt her…not for a day…but for 3 YEARS. How did one make up for that anyhow? I knew I had to do something…I needed my chashmish back…. But how? What would please her? I hadn't realized exactly how long I had spent pondering on this very subject, until an idea had struck and I reached for the phone.
I dialed her number waiting for her to pick it up. "What's wrong Samrat…? Why did you wake me up…?" She called sleepily. I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "How did you know it was me?" She sighed. "Because no one other than you would bug me at 2 in the morning." I blushed, sheepishly. "Sorry about that." She growled. "yes… and you have a lot of other things to be sorry for too!" I nodded, forgetting that she couldn't see. "I know. That's why I want to make it up to you." Her voice sounded far more alert when she responded, "How?"
"Come to the beach beside your house at 8 P.M tomorrow and you'll see! Now bye and goodnight!" I said, disconnecting the phone. I smiled to myself. Gunjan was going to get the surprise of her life tomorrow!
The next night
My heart thudded as I noticed Gunjan, walking slowly up the beach. She looked gorgeous. She wore a pink anarkali with her hair tied back into a loose ponytail and had taken off her glasses to be replaced with contacts. My heart nearly stopped beating at the sight. She sauntered over, her eyes scanning the decorations that I had tried my best to place neatly. Her mouth was wide open in awe and her eyes were sparkling. That's a good sign….I thought to myself, slowly moving to her direction. "Samrat…" She choked out. "You did all this for me?" I rolled my eyes, and couldn't help the light chuckle that escaped my throat. "No. I did it for the old man selling coconuts over there!" She hit me lightly on the chest, shaking her head. "You haven't changed a bit Samrat." I smiled, leaning into her. "Neither have you chashmish." She blushed, as she gazed once more at the setting. I had placed a small table, in the midst of lit candles on the beach. The table was set beautifully, with flowers, and champaigne. And with the beach as the background, even I thought that my work looked unnaturally romantic. "Why Samrat? Why did you do all this for me?" She asked, her eyes becoming teary.
"Because I love you Chashmish. And I wanted you to know that. I've always loved you. Even three years ago…which is why I left to Canada. Chashmish, even if you did love somebody else, I would get out of your life without question." She blinked back the tears, speaking softly. "What makes you think that I can love someone else Samrat. I love you and only you. There is no room for someone else within my heart. I want you to know this." I nodded, satisfied. "So you're not angry with me anymore?" She laughed. "I was never angry with you…just upset that you left me without even hearing my side of the story. I felt cheated." I bent down on my knees, taking her hand within mine. "I'm sorry Chashmish. I'm really sorry. And I mean that. I'll never do anything stupid again and I'll be yours forever. If you will accept me into your life again." I gazed at her hopefully. The shock in her face soon turned into a look of amusement. "You've always been part of my life Samrat. And I want you to be by my side forever. It's ok." I smiled, getting up and wrapping myself within her arms. We didn't realize exactly how long we had just stood there, enveloped within each other. But it was perfect. Our hearts were united…each breath of ours was united…We had become one…one heart…one mind…one soul…. And like this we would stay.
END
P.S., Guys, if you want to know how the table setting looked, please take a look at this! http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2KvpC8hIBE0/TGwm6pzbMrI/AAA8I/1BAReguoAMw/s1600/Valentines-Day-on-Beach.jpg
Thanks a lot! Hope u enjoyed! Manji! Please make more games like this! They r really fun!
Edited by ---Pari--- - 14 years ago
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