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PART : 21
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Hello Smart girls… How are you?? Ohhh… Someone pinch me. Longest update ever. Did I really write this heavy update with heavy dialogues. If you want to hate me for this update, then pm me..LOL..
Have a super Sunday…
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One time carelessness is all it takes to create memories whether it is good or bad. Cause It was remiss of me to forget about the fight yesterday and let him kiss me.. And it became an unblemished memory for me. Creating memories or talking about memories, this was so unlike me. But I wasn't myself anymore. I thought that the ability to let yourself go is bigger than winning a battle. But it became so simple with the help of Virat. He was gradually making impossible as possible. And while doing this, he believably enamored by me. . It's like the minute he appears in front of my eyes, the dreams that are hidden in my heart would unfold as if he is chanting a mantra to open my heart. He was almost bringing out the closet Cinderella in me. People say that 'one could never tell what's going on inside a girl's heart'. It's true. Could anyone guess that the girl who clearly hates men is completely charmed by this guy?
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"Mama… What is that you want to talk to me specially?" I asked my mom sitting next to her on her bed. I didn't know what it was? She asked me to come to her room specially. My mysterious mom..
"Wait… "I continued when I didn't get any reply. Something was terribly wrong. She looked like a lost soul. Like an old movie heroine who looks into space when something goes wrong. I looked at her for a minute and then guessed…
"Ohh.. If it is about Virat then forget about it. He is already irr…" I went on but the moment I heard my mom's voice, I stopped speaking abruptly. Then the thing which I didn't want to hear was almost reached my ears.
"Your dad wants to see you Manvi" she spoke slowly as she turned her attention to me. I didn't do anything. I tried to control my anger and I even succeeded.
"Do you think I have one?" I said calmly without giving any importance to her request. I knew that I had said something that I shouldn't have. But I couldn't help it.
"Manvi…" my mom tried to say something but I didn't want to hear any further. So I thought of ending the discussion.
"Let's pretend that we never discussed about it" with this I voluntarily ended the discussion. When I lost all my stamina to stay calm, I came out of the house, took a cab and went to the office without waiting for Virat. I remembered that he wanted to drop me at the office but….
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I tried to distract my mind with work, but it didn't seem like working. I finally gave up on trails as I stood up from the chair and reached the window in my cabin looking out to the dark clouds. All kinds of thoughts were whirling in my mind. After all these years why does he want to see me now? How he contacted my mother and why did she talk to him?...It was almost twenty two years; still I could remember every detail of that day. When I was in that scene, I hardly understood it. Cause I was not enough mature to understand his words then. But that scene left an everlasting impression on me that I could recall all the small details even after 22 years. Because it wasn't easy to forget the person who hurt you.
I turned my attention to the door when its sound disturbed my thoughts. I was actually expecting him and he was here... Virat…
"Don't you have any manners?" I questioned him angrily. One of his old habits had been, he never knocks the door. Spoiled guy!!!
"I have a limited edition of manners. So I have decided not to use it for you" he replied ever so carelessly as he came to me and adjusted himself beside me.
"You are not looking arrogant. Are you okay?" he asked me. I actually guessed it that my mother would have reported our morning convo to him. So he came here to inspect me.
"Do I look pathetic because of my past" I said as I moved my eyes from him to the window again.
"Everyone has a past that they want to hide" he replied or in other words he stated it as a matter of fact which made me turn my eyes to him again.
"You also…" I was going to ask him about his past. But what do you expect from the genius Virat. He never let me talk…
"I am an exception in everything" he said as he lifted his hands in the air to show his abnormal ability. Sometimes his silly acts makes me laugh.
"Good that you know it.. Don't…." I commented and when I was going to say something then the sudden knock on the door made me stop. She was 'Samla', in her late thirties and working as a training chief for the new batch. Ohh.. We have a training school for this advertising agency. I sometimes give lectures there. I went to my desk and gave her the schedule she wanted. When she was about to leave my cabin, she turned around to me "Who is that sexy guy Manvi?" she commented and left the room. Don't mind her. She is outspoken and jolly type character. When she said those words I suddenly paid an attention to the Virat. And guess what?? He was smiling to her comment shamelessly.
"You are supposed to be disgusted by it. Don't blush" I said angrily as soon as he reached my desk. He wasn't blushing. And I actually wanted to say 'Don't smile'. But it came out differently. The fact is I was jealous which I hate to admit most. Jealousy is the kind of weapon which can kill you before killing your enemy and it will force you to make a fool of yourself in front of others. And here I was the victim of jealousy. As expected I didn't get any reply but his smile. So I added "Is there a need to act so dashing?".
"Jealous!!" he said as he put his weight on the table, almost like he was sitting on it.
"I m not" I denied and quickly shifted my eyes to the other side.
"Of course!!! You are jealous. You are making it obvious" he confirmed. I didn't look at him but his comment embarrassed me so much.
"I m not responsible for your imaginations. Its just…" I tried to cover up but his reaction made me stop for a while. He made a sound "mmm" as he looked at me keenly with an expression like 'go on with your excuses'…
"I m a respectable person here. At least behave like semi respectable" I said aggressively which was not the most convincing explanation I could have come up with.
"What do I have to do to become a semi respectable person?" he asked me ever so sarcastically. I turned my head in his direction and glanced up to him for once and then again turned to the other side.
"Close your shirt buttons" I paused for a second there and then added "I mean if you stop exposing then they would stop teasing" I said. I seemed to be trying to find an exact answer for his question but couldn't find it. Trust me.. When I was with him, you can expect the unexpected reaction from me. He made me like that. But I wasn't completely wrong. He always leaves the top two buttons of his shirt open.. So my answer did make sense. Didn't It??
"Teasing!!!" he exclaimed. It's actually not teasing and I knew that. At that time, I wasn't talking to him. I was just showing the level of my absurdity.
"I said button up your shirt" I ordered with increasing intensity in my voice. As soon as he heard me, he quickly took a lays packet with one hand which I left open on my desk, started eating it with other hand and said…
"My hands are busy!!".
I sighed loudly frustrated with his childish act and said "Come here".. And started buttoning his shirt. I pretended to be concentrating on buttons, but I felt his stare at me which made me cautious. All of a sudden I lifted my eyes involuntarily and looked at him where I saw his deep and clear eyes which made my heart thump. I stood there like that without moving as he slowly bent down his head and whispered in my ear…
"I wonder what's the difference between real wife and fake wife" which reached my ears gently like the wind in the spring. For once I became dreamy but quickly regained my lost senses.
"Eat remaining chips and go. I will deal with you at the home" I warned as I distanced myself from him and stood there desperately as if I was waiting for him to go.
"I will wait for you my moving beauty" he said and left my cabin. Even though I still effected by the morning incident, my mood had changed after his arrival. As if the thing which hurt me was, doesn't hurt me when I was with him.
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It was almost 7.00 in the evening. The roads were wet due to rain and the wind was chilly. I was on my way to home. After that convo, I felt a bit awkward to face my mom. Cause the way I replied was not agreeable. So I thought it would be good to have Virat with me. Because he was a person who could make any situation light and fun. Because of his heavy work, he was always late to home. So I had decided to call him and ask him to come early. I dialed his number and waited for him to pick up but when he did…
I heard his secretary's voice instead of him. And when I heard the information he gave me, my memory had grown increasingly dim. I stopped the car abruptly. I felt delirious for some time. All the things were a blur and looked like an unqualified nuisance to me. After a while I reversed my car to the other road and fastened… All the unfamiliar strangers on the road had disappeared as if the road was empty only for me. I drove the car as if I was searching something that I had lost. From the minute he told me that Virat had met with an accident I started to act mechanically. I didn't know how to explain it. It was a moment for me to realize how much I love/like him. I found his secretary on the reception as soon as I reached the hospital. I was about to ask him the room no. but he informed even before I utter a word. I didn't know him but he recognized me. How?? I didn't know that either…
I was all tensed up when I went to his room. But slowly I prepared myself and opened it. There I saw him lying on the hospital bed. The thing that had never happened to me or the feeling that I had never known, I felt the moment when I saw him there. I stood there rigidly, my eyes focused on him, unable to connect my eyes to my mind. After a while when everything seemed clear, I slowly forwarded my steps to his bed. I observed him keenly. He wasn't severely injured. A small cuts here and there for which I thanked god. When I was about to reach him, he opened his eyes and quickly sat up on the bed with a jerk. I slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at him for a few seconds, bent forward slightly, put my arms around him, placed my head against his shoulder and hugged him gently.
"Manvi.." he called me softly. But he didn't hug me back. I neither moved nor said anything.
The room filled with silence for a few minutes. Then I finally started speaking…
"Today… Whatever you say I will not argue with you, whatever you do I will not stop you and whatever you ask I will not hesitate to give you…" I said in a drained voice.
"What's so special about today?" he asked me as he gently put his arms around me.
"Cause you are alive" I answered in a reliving voice.
"Are you scared?" he asked me
"Even if I reject you 100 times.." I paused there for a second, increased my grip on him and said "Please don't die".
"Don't worry.. I have decided not to die until you die" he said in an intense voice. He seemed fine but his voice made me feel like he was very weak cause of that accident.
"Selfish!!" I commented with a light smile.
"I m… If I m not selfish then I won't be able to love you the way I do now" he clarified as he loosened his grip, bent down a bit to my height and touched his cheek to mine. When he did that, first time in my life I wanted to cry unreasonably. The fear of losing him or the fact that he was fine, something made me emotionally weak.
"Just an excuse huh!!" I commented coolly.
"It is.. Because I can live alone in this world but I can't leave you alone. That's Why I will not die" he said. His voice was deep. A lot deeper than you think which almost proved his honesty.
For some time we both stayed silent. And then he continued..
"This is the third time you are hugging me" he said, coming back to his normal state.
"Don't count" I said and released my grip on him. It was somewhat awkward for me like the way I suddenly hugged him and all.
"Ahhh… If this accident is a bit bigger, then you would have kissed me na. I just missed it" he said, acting all disappointed. But the thing was he sensed the awkwardness that I was feeling. May be he was trying to make me feel comfortable. There had been always a casual understanding between us.
"Aren't you going to change?" I questioned him seriously. I wasn't serious, just acted like one.
"Even at the point of death, in front of you I will not change" he said. When I heard the word 'death' I suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"What's wrong with the day I dragged you as my fianc?" I re-questioned, looking straight into his eyes.
"In your previous life you might have saved a complete nation by offering your life. That's why God gifted you this exciting offer… Me.. And this offer is valid till I die" he said proudly as he raised his eyebrows to show his greatness.
"Bad joke" I commented with a smile.
"Then why you are smiling?" he caught me there.
"Wait here.. I will come" I said as I quickly got up from the bed and headed to the door. I wanted to talk to the doctor about his condition. When I was in a corridor, going to the doctor's room; I saw my mother. She was heading towards the exit. I ran to her and caught up her hand which made her turn around to face me…
"Mom.. What are you doing here?" I asked her hurriedly. Cause she looked worried or tensed. A different expression that I had never witnessed.
"Are you sick? What happened huh?" I re-questioned her when I didn't get any reply. I checked her temperature. She looked fine though.
"Manvi… Your dad is here" after a pause she added "He is going to die"….
Seeing my mom worried for my dad, I had decided to meet him for once. If it was the way to tell him that I hate him then I would want it. This 'hate' for my father became a hurdle between me and Virat. So I wanted to start at one point so that I could finish at some point. Although one thing had been decided. If he asks me for forgiveness, I m not going to give it to him. Cause the thing I don't have how can I give it to others.
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Be Happy.
Lina.
Udne Ki Aasha
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