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CHAPTER 4
MIND RUNNIG AWAY
The party was fun and soon every one drifted back to their hotel rooms, they had a tiring day and a long flight to India next evening. Arnav was on poolside next to his room, looking over to the seas at distant. He was alone and lost in his own thoughts, his mind was going through the whole day, analyzing every bit of details and making conclusions.
He was amused he talked to a girl that friendly, well when was the last time he did that, he couldnt remember it. Suddenly his phone buzzed and he picked up his blackberry annoyed at the caller already. "Anjali now is not the best time for chit chat." he said roughly."I know but its not me but bua who wants to talk to you, here" she passed the phone to Roopwati Singh Rathore.
"So you now dont even want to talk to me do you? " she faked being hurt. But he was ASR himself and he has been through a lot of emotional blackmails, so "Just tell me what you want I have loads of work to do." he flatly said.
"I just wanted to know when are you coming back home."
"You know it very well I will never come back to that place, its not my home, MY HOME is NYC not that stupid , godforsaken place" he spat.
She was silent for a moment, "You know what Arnav try and resist as much as you want but some day, someone will just pull you back here coz endings happen to be startings as well..." she sighed. "I dont want to talk about her, how many times... Well forget it I gotta go." and the phone went dead.
He was again left with his inner turmoil eating him up, how much he tries to stay away from those memories but every now-and-then something or someone just pinches him with them and he has to learn to control himself all over again. How he wished that he could go back and make changes to that day but...
His phone buzzed again but this time it was his manager Aman Gupta, "Yes Aman" he snapped. He listened to Aman quite attentively and gritted his jaw, he was frustrated, his knuckles white from the force he was applying. "I will see to it." and the house echoed with sound of broken phone. He ran his finger through his hair, something he did when situation was beyond normal and right now it was worst. " I have to do this, I have to go..". "Book me a ticket to Delhi tomorrow." he shouted at poor Aman.
He couldnt believe he was doing this, going back to India after all these years but he had no choice. Next day flowed easily as he winded up the lose ends of his business at Australia office of AR. Evening found him at Melbourne International Airport, moving to board the flight to India, a place with so many sweet and sour memories to him.
He was relaxing in his plush seat of business class when he felt her around. He snapped his eyes open to see a nervous Khushi looking at him. " Khushi you here? ". "I.. I just got upgraded to business class ASR, we are all going back to Mumbai" she managed to say. "Please, come sit " he said, gentlemanly as ever.
He didnt knew why he felt as if this journey is gonna be fun and thanked his stars for her company, as the flight ascended ...
Edited by div... - 12 years ago
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