Dil Na Jisha Aapna Kaha-LAST PART PAGE 17 - Page 4

Part 5

"It's wired but Angad never mentioned Yash to me before. And, they are two such different people. Angad could never do what Yash is doing, I mean managing hotels, share markets, sometimes I wish Anagd was like that. But he was never serious, he handled everything in a light manner. Even after Priya, he didn't change. And, then he just disappeared." Kripa's eyes saddened and Aaliya just looked at her, and then at Angad, who was sitting in the room, without letting Kripa know he was there.

"I wonder where he is, what he must be doing. I wonder where my daughter is." Kripa found her ring finger and fiddled with the ring that Angad had given her. "Anyways, when is my first appointment with my doctor, Aaliya."

"Well, here come Yash, lets ask him."

Angad rolled his eyes and sat down beside Aaliya so he could see Kripa properly. "Tomorrow morning is her first appointment. If everything goes fine, they can perform her surgery within a matter of a few days. And, then you guys are free to go back."

"Wait, no check-ups after the surgery?" Kripa inquired.

"Well, that he can only tell after the surgery. But he said most likely not, because she was born with eyesight."

"Daddy!" Priya ran to him and jumped in her lap.

"Are we going to go for the movie?"

"Well, if you want."

"No only if you want. Remember it's father's day. Not Priya day. It's Priya day everyday, anyways."

Aaliya and Kripa laughed, while Angad looked at the laughing Kripa. "I would say, Yash, you have spoiled your little daughter." Kirpa said between laughs. Angad looked away, after a while.

"We can go Priya," he said softly. "Get ready."

"Well how about we take Prithvi uncle and Aaliya Aunty, and…"

"Kripa as well," Aaliya finished for her.

"Well, it is fathers day, Priya. But Aaliya, Prithvi, and Kripa can come with us."

"I really don't want to." Kirpa started. "I can't see anyways."

"Um… then how about I can go to the movies with Prithvi uncle and Aaliya aunty, and Dad can come with you, for dinner!"

"But Priya, it's me and you, not…"

"Daddy, please. We can't leave her alone. It's not her fault she had an accident."
Angad gave Priya , 'I-Know-It-All' look, while Priya just fluttered her eyelashes. "Fine!"

"Yash, really I don't like the idea."

"Well, nor do I. But I can't say no." He stood up and left. "You guys can take the driver, I'll drive to where ever you guys want to eat with Kripa."

"Daddy!"

"Yes." Angad picked her up, "You know I don't like this idea."

She kissed him and then places her head on Angad's shoulder. "I want my Mom back," she whispered. "And, I want her as my birthday gift. Now, it's your job to get her back."

Angad stood holding her in shock. "I can't get you everything, Priya."

"Then, you can disappoint me." She left Angad and ran away from there.

"I'll see her Yash." Aaliya offered. "And, we'll see you in a few hours."

"Alright, take care of her." After sometime, Kripa and Angad were left alone.

Kripa stood up to walk to her room, when she crashed her leg into the table in front of her. After letting out a loud scream, she bounced back on the sofa.

"Are you ok?" Angad asked her.

"Yes."

Angad sighed and sat down beside her. "I'm sorry about this morning."

Kripa stopped rubbing her leg, and looked into the direction from where his voice was coming from. "Yash, don't talk to me. You make me want Angad by me."

"I'm sorry."

Kripa sighed and stood up again, but was forced to sit back down due to her leg. "Can I help you?"

"No," she paused, and felt him stand.

"I'll see you later."

"Yash," he smiled and turned. "If you still want, can you help me."

He picked up her hand and helped her stand. Kirpa didn't like the idea of being so close to this man, for a moment, his touch reminded her of Angad. She left him and tried to walk, but ended up holding him again.

"I won't bite, promise."

"It's not that Yash, I know what it is Kripa." He took her hand and placed it around his shoulder. "If you want we don't have to go out for dinner, I'll ask the chief's to make something for you. Whatever you want."

"Why are you being so nice to me? Suddenly too."

Angad opened the door and helped her in. "Well, I wasn't yelling at you this morning just because. I had my reasons. You can sit now."

"Thanks."

"I'll see you later."

"Yash," she held his hand, sending vibes thought Angad's body.

"Can I help you with anything else."

"Your daughter is very sweet."

"Our daughter," Angad thought.

"I don't want her to be disappointed, and that's why I'll go for dinner with you guys."

"Thanks." They both heard the car start and then leave. For a few moments neither one of them spoke. "I'm going to make myself some tea, would you like some."

"You are going to make tea, Yash?"

"Well, I do almost everyday at this time."

"No I mean, what about those culinary people you have."

"Well, I like to drink tea that I make once everyday."

"Can I ask why?"

"Someone once told me that it's always nice to know how to handle the kitchen. I have culinary people for times I can't cook myself. For the most part I cook in this house."

"Impressive. Angad should have taken some lessons from you."

Angad let out a small laugh, "And I think that I should take lessons from the old Angad."

"Old Angad?"

"Well, I haven't met that Angad Khanna in so long, I'm pretty sure he's changed by now."

"I doubt it."

Angad looked at Kripa, "Do you want a cup?"

"If it doesn't bother you, sure."

"I'll be right back."

"Ok."

"Yash."

"Yes," he looked at her.

"Do you happen to have a stereo in here."

"Yes," he reached towards the dresser and picked up the remote.

"Here's the remote, you can play with it."

"Jeez, that's nice of you."

"I know. Now can I go?"

"Yes."

**********

"Priya, you're a pretty good actress."

She smiled up at Aaliya in the Popcorn line. "Well, you know I want Mom to stay here just as much as you do."

"I know, if she knew you were her daughter, she wouldn't be able to let you go for even a second."

"Well, I hope that first she finds out who my Dad is. He needs her more."
"I know exactly why you are Kripa's daughter, and exactly why Angad loves you so much."

"Well, everyone loves Priya Khanna."

Aaliya pulled her cap down to her eyes, "Smart girl!"

"Well, you should consider whose daughter I am."

"Well, I rather consider whose niece you are." Aaliya winked at her and Priya smiled.

*******

"Here's your tea." Angad placed his cup of the dressed and handed Kripa her cup. "Be careful, it's hot."

"Thanks."

"If you need anything you can give me a call."

"Wait, you're gonna leave me here alone."

"Well, haven't you been alone all day?"

"No, Priya didn't leave me for even a second. She's exactly how I imagine my daughter to be now." Angad smiled and leaned against the dresser. "She really misses her Mom."

"I know, I miss her too."

"I know how it feels." Kripa closed her eyes and thought about the time she had spent with Angad. It brought an automatic smile to her face. Angad looked at the window and wiped a trickling tear from his cheek.

Kripa opened her eyes and brought her mug to her lips, and sipped. And, then gulped. "Yash, your tea isn't that bad. Just I don't think you put sugar."

"Really?" He sipped from his cup and made a face. "Oops, I forgot."

"Yeah I can tell."

"I'll get the sugar, give me your cup."

"Yash."

"Yeah?"

"It's ok, I don't want any. I don't feel like having anything."

"In that case, I'll leave mine too. I know I told you that I would familiarize you with the place but…"

"Well, your daughter did that this morning, after you left."

"Did she? The entire house?"

"Well the insides."

"Ah! I've told her not to go outside without me. Maybe that's why."

"Maybe." She folded her hands in her lap and smiled awkwardly. "Um.. Is the dinner tonight formal?"

Angad laughed, "No. And, I rather have you wear something warm, it gets quite chill during the night."

"So, what I'm wearing is fine?"

Angad examined her, "Well, a jacket wouldn't hurt."

"Oh! I don't think I bought any. I mean it's so hot in India. I've never used one."

"Well we bought some when we…" Angad stopped.

"What?"

"Nothing, I have one you might be able to borrow."

"Your jacket Yash, really, it's fine!"

"As you wish. Now if you want I can show you around outside."

"You don't have to."

"Actually, I was just going to go for a stroll. It's not a big deal."

"I suppose. Just make sure I don't trip, fall, and die!" She sighed.

"Oh be positive Kripa. I'm sure you will get your eyesight back."

"Well, I'm hoping for the same." She stood up, and placed her hand in front of her to make sure nothing was in her way. But as her hand was in front of her, Angad held it.

"I can help you when you need it. You need to ask me."

Kripa placed her hand on Angad's shoulder and then held his arm. "When Angad used to say that I would tell him, 'can you tell when I need you.'" She smiled and unknowingly placed her head on Angad's arm. "I never imagined he would never ask me again." Kripa felt her cheeks moisten.

Angad wiped her tears. "Angad loves you a lot Kripa."

"How do you know."

"I know everything about him."

"So you've been in touch with him?"

"Not exactly."

"Then, it's a long story. Now if you don't mind, would you lift your head."

"Oh," Angad watched Kripa's cheeks turn crimson. "I'm sorry. I just haven't talked about Angad to anyone is so long."

Angad took her hand and escorted her outside. "If you met him again what would you do?"

"I don't know, Yash. I'm even scared to think about that. I don't even know if I'll ever meet him again. No one knows where he is."

"Well, just imagine, he's right in front of you, you can see him, talk to him, what would you do?"

"I would ask him why he left me."

"Other than that?"

"I don't know. Why don't know, you tell me. Why aren't you with the one you love?"

"I am." He whispered.

"What?"

"Well, she's always here with me, I never feel like she's away."

"Awe, how could have she left you. If I were her, I would have never."

"Kripa, did you ever thing Angad would leave you?"

"No. I didn't. It took me very long to realize that he did. I sued to wake up every morning, with my eyes closed I would think when I opened my eyes he would be right next to me, but every time I opened my eyes I was there alone. I don't know why he just suddenly left. We were so happy, everything was perfect and then one morning I woke up and he wasn't there. I looked everywhere he wasn't there. For good or bad, he even took our daughter. If it weren't for Prithvi, Aaliya and Josh, I would have been dead a long time ago. A long, long, time ago."

"Well he's a fool."

"That's true." Kripa rubbed one hand against her arm. Angad left her hand and placed his jacket around her shoulders. "Thanks. So where are we?"

"By the pool."

"Yeah, Priya told me that it's shaped like a heart."

Angad laughed, "She's a crazy girl. She was so precise about everything, in fact still is."

"Well that's a good thing."

"I guess. Be careful of the steps."

"Thanks. So, you talked to my doctors?"

"Yes. Would you like to sit?"

"Sure." Angad turned Kripa around and then made her sit so she sat and didn't fall. "Oh! Swing." She moved the swing, excited like a little kid. "I don't why I told so you much Yash. I just…"

"It's ok. I understand."

"So what did my doctor say again?"

"Well, your appointment is tomorrow morning at ten. They will examine your eyes, it's just a check-up before the surgery."

"Uh! Surgery! I hate the word."

Angad laughed, "You won't know, you'll be unconscious."

"I know, but I just don't like doctors."

"Well," Angad looked at his watch. "We should get going."

"Where?"
"For dinner, Priya and them will be waiting."

"That's right. We should." Kripa placed her feet on the floor and stopped the swing and the stood up. "So which way do we go? Rather I go."

"Well if you go straight you'll fall in the pool, if you go right and then left we'll reach back inside, and if we go right and just straight we'll reach my cars, where would you like to go?"

"Which ever way gets me to dinner faster."

"In that case, lets get to the car." Kripa smiled and they made their way to the car.

Dinner over all was fun for all of them. Kripa, and Priya spend the entire evening taking and laughing, while Angad and Prithvi spent their time at the bar. Aaliya, just sat with Kripa and Priya, talking here and there.

Angad for the most part didn't pay too much attention to Prithvi or his drink. He continued staring at Kripa and Priya. Priya was so happy, she was happy all the time but the sound of her laugh was different, the smile on her lips made Angad's heart jump in joy. And, Kripa being there was like adding a cherry to the ice-cream. He wished he could paused the moment and continue looking at the two most important people in his life, forever.

But within a few seconds the moment came to an end when Priya asked Angad if they could go home. Angad drove Priya and Kripa back as Priya just couldn't let go of Kripa. She didn't talk to Angad that night at all, it was like she couldn't see anything like Kripa. Although Angad loved seeing Priya this happy. But he didn't know what She would do when Kripa would leave. She was only here for sometime. And, now for the first time Angad thought he made a mistake by telling Priya who Kripa was. In fact, he never thought Kripa could, would, come back in his life like this.

Angad parked the car outside his house, and noticed Prithvi and Aaliya were already back home. He looked back and saw Priya and Kripa both with their eyes closed. He got out and then opened the back door and lifted Priya in his arms, and took her inside. He tucked her in bed and then came back for Kripa. He looked at her mesmerized. The moonlight made her look so beautiful. He sighed, suddenly wanting to tell her everything. Who this man Yash really was, and why he left her. But he knew he couldn't. He placed his hand on her arm and shook her.

"Kripa, we're home."

"Angad please, can you just pick me up." She shifted and got comfortable, but then slowly opened her eyes. She quickly sat up, worried. "I'm sorry, Yash."

"It's ok." He was surprised at himself, when he did lift Kripa in his arms and carried her to her room. Kripa, wanted to stop him but couldn't. She was tired, and she knew he was just helping. But she thought it was more than that somewhere.

"Good night, Kripa."

"Good night," she whispered.