This is a really, really long part...at least I think it's one, I haven't had time to proofread and in word it was something like seven and a half pages long. I didn't want to split it into three parts because that is against my vows. *dramatic music*. Guess I've given you your guys' daily dosage of bakwaas from my side...hey don't look at me like that! I warned you in the start that I tend to go over board in explaining one simple thing, it was your choice to continue.
So all this on top written is just a complete unnecessary splitting up of the sentence, "The update is really long...so...yeah."
Keep your comments coming, they really mean a lot to the writer.😃
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Part 2 *LAST PART*
He answered the call with quaking fingers, saying, "Hello." He said in a soft, scared voice which was a very different tone to hear from his side.
"Hello." She said with a satisfied voice, lightly smiling. Raman could almost make out her smile across the phone call. Neil was stunned to look at her in this way, how quickly she changed her tone of speaking in just a few seconds.
"How are you?" He said in a faint whisper.
"I'm fine." She replied with no sort of tone in her voice, he was puzzled. "Did she not see the papers and Pathak's just lying?" He couldn't hear any soft sobs from her side, "Wasn't she just crying a minute ago?" He pushed those thoughts aside when he heard her harmonious voice, but which had a tone of harshness.
"Raman, I signed the papers, you wanted that only right?" That was it, he broke down from the inside, he didn't actually feel she would sign them. Rather he thought she would cry, resent or do anything else other than do as he wished. His last thread of hope was broken; when he left the house his optimistic self brought him under the misapprehension that she would not sign them. Actually, there was no sort of illusion even to be brought over him, the normal Ishita would never have willingly played along his wishes when she knew it's not what she wanted. "Wait, does she really not want it? Does she not want my love, care, concern, my company?"
"Raman, Raman." She said anticipating his reply when he was clearly stuck debating with his own consciousness.
"Uh Yes! What were you asking me?"
"I didn't ask you anything."
"Oh."
"What is wrong Raman, why are you so lost?" She said at least showing some sort of expression, concern.
"Uh, nothing it's just..." He didn't know how to continue, how could he? He just abandoned his house and his family members with the excuse of a business trip and to make the abandoning official he left behind divorce papers for his wife to sign, leaving no sort of relationship left between them. How could he continue a conversation with the one being in his life that he took so long to forget of?
"Okay, I just can't hold it in any longer, I have to ask, why did you do it?"
There it was, the question he ran away from all this time, ran away from as in literally. He feared she would ask this question after she was actually meant to see the papers, when he would be in Singapore because she would somehow forge down his new phone number, or even if not phone number she would go to the extent of finding his address! But here it was no sort of JKRness from her side, she plainly and simply asked what was wrong. In fear that she would bombard him with a million questions if he didn't answer this one, he gave in to answering her question, but lied.
"I just don't think we're-"
"Don't you dare say compatible' Raman!" She said sternly, reminding him of her, her true form, JKR.
He took in a deep breath piling up all the courage he had left in him and said, "You can say what you want, but...the truth is I don't want to be with you." He mentally slapped himself for saying that, but then brought the ice himself because there was no way to let go of her, his cruel self was the only thing that scared her the most, the only thing that made her rethink all her said words, so...he chose that only knowing that he had no other choice.
All he could hear were the fading cries of her voice as she tried to bring herself back to her norm form, it hurt him to see her like this, but he himself chose to say those wounding words and now, there was no turning back. She sniffed in her sobs, and the way her bangles jingled when she raised her hands to wipe off the tears off of her face were the only things audible to him. How he wished he could be there, how he wished he wouldn't have even said that, how he wished this whole catastrophe never had come upon them! "But seriously Raman, do you think you can undo all what you've done son?" He asked himself.
Life is like a pen and paper, if you make a mistake you'll have to run your pen through the words, piercing them to rewrite the correction. How he wished he could have the correction right in front of him so he could at least after all this bring everything back to normal.
"But I've always wanted to be with..." She stopped in between her sentence, he closed his eyes anticipating her answer. But, another part of his brain, his never resting guilt half of his brain put into him the name of the man he detested once, but now...who he still detested, he might have accepted him as a friend but would never accept the fact that that they two were made for each other.
His mind suddenly shifted to their yet to happen marriage, 'Ishita weds Abhimanyu' it would be written, he strained himself to overwrite that name to his own, but it was so adamant, so him. "He would be the perfect replacement." He thought. "But she doesn't deserve a replacement; she deserves a better one, a better person who can tend to her goodness, who is worth her."
"Raman!" She screamed out to him.
"What is wrong with you?!"
"Nothing, I-"
"Raman I don't think you're yourself today." She could hardly be heard now, the surroundings of where she was standing were much more different now, as if she were in a public place. "Probably shopping for her wedding." His resolute side said to his trembling with fear one.
"No just shut up!" He screamed out in himself, letting out all his anger in just a few words, it took a lot of effort to contain his guilt, to contain himself!
"Ishita I have to go now, they're calling out my flight's name." He lied.
"No, you're lying, your flight leaves at four fifteen, and it's just three o' clock now."
"You got me." He said playfully, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"Raman, I didn't call you to have a tete-a-tete, I called you for answers, I deserve to know." She lied.
"I wanted a divorce because...I don't feel I'm..." He sighing said, "Worth you." She said along with him.
There was silence, he stunned at how she knew and she standing with pride that she could figure it out, well it wasn't so difficult to figure it out, but secretly smacking him, still she didn't give away her character.
"How...how did you know?" He stuttered.
"That is not the point, I called you for two reasons, one for you to tell me about why you did this and second..." She suddenly got all shy, he could make out every emotion in her, how well he knew her.
"That?" He said walking towards...
"That I...love M-"
He came to a sudden halt midway of his path towards the exit. He started to come under the illusion that she would do what he wished her to do, no, not the dreadful thing which required a pen and tears that had to flow through her eyes, but which only required her beautiful voice. But was she to say what his illusion predicted to him, or what he feared to hear.
"I love...that you made me sign these papers." There, she said it. "Is it enough for him to figure out?", she thought as she didn't hear any sort of any sound in her right ear. When she didn't hear anything, she took a breath to let out the meaning of that sentence, but he didn't allow her to.
Beeep' was all she could hear. She couldn't explain herself, she couldn't tell what sort of emotion was this. "Why does it hurt so much?", she asked herself crying, this time not at all trying to prevent them, letting out all her buried fear, that she would one day or the other be rejected by him. "But, he was so eager to hear it from me, why did he..." Her words were overlapped by her loud cries.
He too turned to walk back, to walk back to where he was to start a new life, to start one without her. "Forget about it Raman, she loves that wretched Mani. Wait, he's not wretched just because she has feelings for him, she has the complete right to love whoever she wants, after all our marriage was just a contract." His own words echoed in his mind, he twitched his eyes in a rather different way, showing that he didn't somewhat...like what he said. "But what I said is...reali...no, it's wrong."
Finally, finally he showed the courage he was expected to bring out in himself before, but better late than never. He searched for her name again in the contacts list, and finally after a forever long time of scrolling down the useless numbers to him-at least at that particular moment-he found the person he was dreading to see. He stabbed the 'call' button on the screen and crashed the device to his ear. The slow beeps only added more eagerness to him, "Pick up, pick up!" He almost screamed, unknowingly he had stepped out of the entire airport, the flight he was to catch was just out of the picture, and plus he needed some fresh air to cool down his brain and also his skin, the fidgeting he did with the phone just added more to the droplets of sweat on him.
Finally, she picked up the call, "I..." Both of them said in a chorus but fell short of their words when they heard the other say it.
Ishita just couldn't take it anymore, suddenly he felt a pair of arms and an entire body crash into him! He was startled at the sudden action done by the individual in front of him, but soon later banged his head with his palm as to how could he be so foolish in not recognizing her! He let his arms too, find their way to her back, caressing her hair. They found no sort of reason in stepping back from completing this action, true that they never spoke the three little words, but they were never essential.
They stood there, amongst all the cars parked in the parking lot occupied in each other's arms, quite an unexpected place for a confession ey? Still how would it have been for them? Letting out all their bottled up emotions through just a...hug. Clearly there is more meaning to everything in this world.
Edited by yhmmylife - 10 years ago
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