PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE read it guys..... Its my FIRST EVER OS:
All In A Day's Work - A MayUr OS
I could clearly here the doctor saying, "She has quite a few broken bones but at the rate at which she is recovering, she'll be discharged soon." A visibly worried guy, my friend, Mayank was nodding was head.
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Why did he come? Why not my parents? It would be easier to convince them. He is not going to fall for my bluff. And yeah, what'd the doctor say? Discharged soon? Oh my God. That'll bring me back to the frightening reality I have been running away from for days.
I know that everyone thinks it was an accident, they were right. But what they didn't know was that it was a DELIBRATE accident. I hadn't tumbled and fallen out of that open window (I still find it hard to believe that people actually called for that bluff of mine). The reality was, I'd jumped out. I found it easier to face that than my life, which by the way, was NOT back stabbing me now (probably waiting for me to heal).
Fortunately, nobody knew about my depression, or my suicidal feelings. Unfortunately, I wasn't dead. Had I been dead, nobody would ask ME the questions. They'd be busy mourning my loss. Oh GOD! Cut the crap, girl! Realise, as soon as possible that you are NOT dead, and that you can't be jumping off from buildings anytime soon. Brace yourself for the harsh reality! The sooner you do so, the better it is for you!
NOTE: Master the art of talking to others and not only yourself.
But hey! This is NOT my fault. I talk to myself because I don't have the courage to answer others.
Oh wait a minute! He is still talking to the doctor! What could he possibly be asking?
"When will she be fine? You said she'd be discharged today. Are you going to live up to your promises or fail me, sir? Is she awake now? Could I go talk to her, please?" God! Sir?? Please?? Even when he was so bugged, anxious and nervous (at the SAME time, I must say), he never forgot his manners.
But bloody hell! He wanted to talk to me, right? And the doctor had replied that he could so, so long as I was awake. I need to get back to sleep! Now!
Well, yeah, this is me after the whole sleeping drama. He wasn't ready to leave and I wasn't ready to wake up. He had some unanswered questions and I had some unquestioned answers. Finally, I gave up. I fluttered open my eyes and looked around. He seemed to be half-asleep but jerked himself and stood up as soon as he saw me.
His face was a mixture of anger, sadness, misery and frustration. A normal person wouldn't have realised all this, as both of us had mastered the art of hiding our real emotions under a veil of a straight face. As we knew each other so well, we could recognise those tell-tale signs almost immediately. His face had gone red, thus indicating his anger and frustration but his hand was quivering, clearly an indication of him being sad.
It's just like a chemical reaction:
I do something crazy ? He gets bugged.
(Please note that this is a reversible reaction)
Coming back to where I was, we stared at each other in an uncomfortable silence, he with that 'I could kill you for this' look and me with an 'I wish I were already dead' look. Finally, I mustered all the courage I had in this broken me and said, rather squeaked, "Hi!"
"Hi", he said in this dead voice, which (obviously) completely freaked me out.
"Are you alright?"
Okay, this was not a joke. I was really concerned and hence, asked that. God knows what he mistook that for and started shouting at me.
"This is what I should be asking you, dammit!" Through clenched teeth, he asked, "Are YOU alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just relax, would ya?"
"Relax? Is THAT what you expect me to do? I can't... Alright?"
"I'm fine!! Now, please, find out WHEN I'm leaving this place. I hate it out here, with mom, dad and Gunjan out on a pilgrimage and I miss you..." I let it hang on the last word, not knowing what else to say.
"Fine! Let me go and ask him."
"He went up to the doc and asked him. Poor guy, he was thrown out for asking this. This doc examined me and said that I fit enough to get discharged.
I almost jumped in joy and then realised, I couldn't jump. P A T H E T I C.
We drove back home in silence. Neither of us wanted to talk, considering the fact that we fought whenever we talked.
We reached home and to my shock, HE had the keys to MY house! What the hell!!
As soon as I stepped in (Okay! "Hobbled" in with his help), I started ordering him about. I was immediately sent (carried) to my room, where I was supposed to stay till my aunt was back.
"Geez! Can't you just take your iPod from across the bed? You just have to stretch a bit, lazy-butt! You expect me to prepare cold coffee for you AND do all your household chores?"
"Sorry! It's just that you look so cute when you're frenzied that I couldn't help myself."
"Very funny!"
"I know!!!"
"Why'd you JUMP out of the window? Tell me."
"I FELL! I didn't jump?!?!"
"Do NOT lie to me, please. It's a sincere request."
"Gunjan."
"What??" he seemed as shocked as I was when I found out I'd survived.
"She loved you, she really did. And when she found out that you loved somebody else, she began cutting herself and inflicted wounds upon herself. I held myself personally responsible for all this... I couldn't make her feel better; make her pain go away... And hence..." I let my voice trail away.
"Oh! For god's sake! Do you really think that your sister would love ME more than YOU? How STUPID can you get?? You sisters do the same thing, hold yourself responsible for all the wrong reasons."
"But"
"But nothing. She herself clarified the whole issue with me and now it's all sorted out. She likes a guy in her batch, Sameer." He sighed and continued. "and besides, as she must've told you already, I love someone already."
"Oh my god! Who IS that lucky girl??"
"Wait till I get that cold-coffee. It must've become cold enough by now."
I patiently waited. We sipped through our coffees and I repeated my question.
"So, who's the lucky girl?"
"YOU. I love you."
He bent forward and leaned to kiss me. Then, it hit me. I held myself responsible because I loved him too; because I didn't express my feelings earlier. But you know what? Amongst that kiss, the cold-coffee and the talks, I realised, life is never perfect, but it can surely be pretty close to that!
I was his love and he, was mine. Life does have quite a few happy endings... Eh? This is all for today. As they say, all in a day's work!
Love,
Nupur
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Well, people... I HOPE you like this OS. Comments and criticisms welcome.
DEDICATED to Sharmila.... The budday girl, the sister, the sweetheart....
(PS: Sharmi, I hope you like it... Fingers crossed ya!)
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