Meclizine
She took a cab to Tushar & Pallavi’s she had brought Harold to Sumedha’s. It wasn’t going to be easy. She was going to have to give up…. Everything, the man, the cute puppy and her kind fake MIL andher FIL. Sensible, approachable and always fair. Pradyut was a lucky man, she cried her way home on the Shatabdi
Was too afraid of turbulence to take a flight
Her car was still in Golf Links Rani, the new maid was amazing, she basically did everything without asking
That chef Sumedha had for a brief period… Shashi? Balmukundji? Omkar, Mukesh
They were all amazing.
She couldn’t give them a going away gift of money
Not one of them got anything from her.
“When I sort this whole thing out” “I will send something to all of them”
She paid rent and food to Pradyut for June & July
He sent her a ?
She sent him a smiley and texted “Back to school sales at the store has been good” she said
“Water is getting expensive” he mocked
“I can pay more for water” she responded
He was constantly needling her
He was going to take that money from her even if she swore undying love for him
He was wicked and evil. It was strange how she had gotten to love all of them.
She was in love with Pradyut
The way he looked at her with sleep drugged eyes, the charcoal grey eyes sparkling mirthfully when she rolled him over looking for her earrings
His usually neat crew cut, ruffled and dishevelled, as she had run her fingers through them everytime he had made love.
“Are u going to get more tattoos?” he asked stroking her Ru tattoo with his thumb
“Tum mujhe idea de rahe ho?” she whispered weakly, exhausted
“I could”
“I could never…. Urs would be indecent”
“Trust me Roonie” he pressed his cheek on her mound and she felt him smile
“U say that as u stroke the money tattoo”
It was ironic, their entire relationship was a deal
He was amazing in bed, and possessive outside
But that was it
“Getting them removed is painful, when I meet the love of my life I might want them off” she spoke softly
She could sense his jaw clenching
“So would u…. if u got one now and wanted to change ur mind later” He squeezed her tight and shut his eyes, she felt it
“I would get Harold’s image” she said quietly
“Hes a dog” Pradyut was irritated
“But mine…” “nevertheless”
He lifted his head to examine her facial expression
Harold did the same, and began madly licking Pradyut’s hand hoping he was going to be taken for a walk
Spun in circles on the bed to show off
“We can test who he loves more” he teased
He was delighted she loved the puppy, he wanted her to have it, but he wanted to torment her
He wanted to torment tease and annoy her. She enthralled him.
“Harold ko bribe karne se tumhara nahi ho jaayega” she whispered looking into his eyes
“I don’t”
“U do, you give him 3 times more treats than I do”
“He is skinny, that’s why”
“Yeh tumhari bike ki kahani hai, keys ke liye tum kuch bhi karoge”
He smiled impishly “Actually I am making u do stuff”
“Yeah, wonder why” she rolled her eyes
“Bike tumhari, Harold tumhara I am delighting you in bed to deny u the keys”
“I could delight u” “Then can I have my keys?”
“Bilqul nahi” she looked at him grimly
He kissed her softly
They said something to each other… not in words
She rubbed her thumb on the inside of her palm, as she looked out the window, imagining his hair
Her mother walked on eggshells around her, shamefaced, her son was at her daughter’s sasural for no absolutely no reason, her daughter was going back and forth managing her husband’s store
Taaruni was too weak and exhausted to fight with her
“Why are you looking so exhausted, tumhare gaal itne laal hain beta, fever hai?” she asked softly
“No… No I feel fine” she blushed hard
Her mum was beginning to suspect the rich glow of her skin
Pallavi looked at her curiously
Taaruni scooted her dining table chair further under the table
“Pata hai Ma ko?” was Taaruni’s direct first question when Nidhi Bhushan went off to take a shower
Taaruni blushed a bright red
“About what?” she bent over her breakfast plate and savored, or pretended to
“Ek second nahi lagega Ma ko pata lagne me” Pallavi was furious “Khari ho jao ek second”
“Bhabhi pleaseeeee”
Pallavi choked up when she hugged Taaruni
“PAGAL HO” she whispered gravely
“But I AM SOOOOO HAPPY Bhaabs”
“Of course you are… it’s the most special feeling you idiot”
Taaruni wept softly
“Does he know?”
“No… I left him…” she whispered
Pallavi looked at her in horror
“Kya matlab?”
“I am going to vacate the store, move Papa’s books to a safe location, and then figure it out”
“Ur car is over there, Gaurav is over there, KAISE karogi?”
“He can do what he wants, they can do what they want with him” she whispered
“Taroooo” Pallavi hugged her tight in fear
“If u tell Ma, I will disappear” Taaruni spoke grimly
Pallavi released her from the hug and looked at her warningly
“Dimaag kharab hai? DO second mein bhai tumhe dhoond lenge”
“I can turn off every tracking app on my phone”
She told Pallavi how long she had known and how it may have happened
“He is very passionate and wicked” Taaruni lowered her gaze
“I could tell tum to gayi kaam se, jab usne bike lee aur Bhai chhodne gaye, he was telling me “Dono ka hai to… kuch” Pallavi smiled mischievously
“I left the keys of the bike on the coffee table, his mother had told me I cant let him ride it until August”
“U broke ur promise?”
“I left him right?”
Pallavi broke open a mithai ka dabba lying thru her teeth when Nidhi stepped out of the shower
“Kis baat ki Khushi manayi ja rahi hai?”
Taaruni was in the kids room, hiding
“Bas yoo hi mann kiya”
“isko gulab jamun pasand hain, Hari ko kehna laaye” Nidhi tilted her head toward Taarui’s room
“Jee abhi” Pallavi smiled
She texted Tushar and told him everything
Taaruni went to the store, and attended a couple calls with Anuj Thapar remotely
Gopal was on one, and he was very pleased to see her
Two days went by, Tushar and Pallavi cornered her when Nidhi was out of sight and asked 200 questions
Tushar ordered Pallavi to accompany her to her Doc visit
Pradyut wrapped his call up, and put away his yellow pad face down, the yellow pages bent, the brown cardboard backing lifted… he saw what looked like Taaruni’s doodling
Trees and rivers and moon and stars, and what looked like a carefully drawn sketch of a puppy, he could tell it was refined using a YT video or something
Some scratched out words and deeply engraved words filled the pages, he sensed she might have been on the phone with someone while doodling
Benevolence?
Benevolence in Hindi
Meher was the next line
She had tried to write it in Urdu
And then there was a name of a drug “Meclizine
His heart skipped a beat he wondered who was sick
He Googled it…” (to suppress pregnancy nausea)
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