Lost love
The morning of their return to Bangalore
Trisha spent every minute with her father
"When Paresh comes will you tell me? He never responds to my texts, he is like you" she smiled cheerfully
"They all come and go as they please" he mumbled
Feeling the pooja rice with his bare hands to see if it cooked enough so he could make an offering
"they?"
"sanchet came?" she froze
He shook his head slowly without making eye contact
"He my child too I have to include him no" he said voice quivering
She whimpered softly
"i am sorry I miss him too. They both are so close it reminds of the time we three were here together"
He nodded
He had noticed Leela and Ashvin arguing and laughing last night after the beach walk home together
"Its good to have brother" he said
"I will call Paresh regularly" she promised
"thats all we can do"
"Did that Kini Anna say anything else?" she asked about a friend's friend who had mentioned Sanchet was spotted in Singapore
Prakash dropped the ladle
"Umm.. no..." "He must be angry still"
"He wont be angry Aanu he is probably sad he left that night so angry like that"
"If its anger it subsides in a day or two. If it is disillusionment it can take a lifetime" Aanu mumbled
She turned him around and hugged him laying on his chest sadly, they both cried quietly
"I dont know how to find him for you"
"i know" he patted her head
"If Amma was here we could have left the restaurant in charge and gone" she sniffled and giggled
"If Vijaya was here S anchet would have returned. He hates me he will never return"
"Dont sayyy that" she begged
"He hasnt come no?" her father challenged
"He will... he will"
"U wipe your tears and get ready" he ordered
"Can u come to Bangalore for a week?" she asked
"No... I cannot" he said firmly
"U dont like Bangalore?"
"Something like that" he nodded
"He is trying to be a good man" she explained
"Oh yeah... I bet" he nodded
He started mumbling his prayers
"I wanted to go see him because he was hurt. He treats me very nicely" she explained
He paused his prayers to look at her
"Jayadev did too Aanu... I messed everything up by trying to marry to get money" she said crudely
He shut his eyes unable to listen
"I did that" she whispered
Leela had gone for a walk along the beach
Ashvin was still asleep
They both were struggling to stop themselves from getting too intimate at nights
It was unchartered territory and it was like being in wonderland
They were like two teenagers that had only recently discovered the physical stuff.
A pulse throbbing like the temple drum between her thighs everytime he even came close with those sparkling mischievous smiling eyes
the way he removed her glasses, and bend down and opened his mouth on her shut eyes
The way he made her slide his glasses on his nose
He held her until she fell asleep and peeled himself off and sat on the chair in her bedroom and had chatted with Chirag about work and answered emails and looked at reports
"He has told me the mistakes he has done. He is trusting me" she said
"trust is a big word" Aanu cautioned her
She nodded tearfully
"He doesnt sound insincere, he never took advantage of me... not before... not now" she said hesitantly
A brief glimmer of admiration flit through his eyes
"Its not straightforward or conventional... I never imagined I would be like this. But he makes me very very very happy"
she smiled her whole face lighting up
He wanted to reach out and hug her
He wanted her to be happy
But held himself back
"you said the same thing about Jayadev my dearest"
"Umm.. no... not like this... no never like this" she was feverish and passionate
"If Sanchet doesnt come back, that shud not hold off your happiness" he mumbled
"Its not either or Aanu" she begged following him to the kitchen
"No its not... it shud not be... your mother wanted to see your child before you turned 25, she didnt live to see it. It shud happen" his tone was resigned
"I will still look for Sanchet if u will go with me" she pleaded to hold on to the one mutual connection they had to a lost sibling and son
"I cannot my child" he said swallowing a lump
She leaned on the teakwood doorjamb and groaned
"Will you forgive him?" she asked softly
"i dont know" he said looking deep into her eyes
She had meant Ashvin, he had assumed it was Sanchet
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