(MISTI'S POV)
As soon as I reached the dining area I sat on the chair beside Sristi, Baba and Ma were already waiting for me as always I was late.
I looked at the food on the table all my favorites Bengali food was on the table, boiled basmati rice, prawn malaikari (one type of Bengali style curry made with prawn), sona mooger daal (cooked lentils in Bengali style), and mutton duckbunglow as soon as I smelled the food my mouth began to watery.I quickly took my plate and started to fill in it with yumilicious food made by my mother. We all finished dinner within half an hour and said good night to each other and I walked towards my room, I freshened up a bit in the bathroom and took my phone from the study table, and sat on the edge of the bed.I looked at my phone and checked my whatsa*p messages and saw both Archana and Arnab messaged me back. I skipped Archana's message and quickly opened Arnab's message -;" Hi, Darling! Sorry I can not give you a reply. I will call you at 11 P.M."AS soon as I checked the message, I had got butterflies in my stomach, whenever Arnab called me "Darling" I felt so good!Archana once asked Arnab directly that why he called me Darling? We were in a relationship or not?Arnab quickly responded that we were not in a relationship but he loved to call me "Darling" and he also said we were more than friends.I quickly typed....... "All right 'Handsome' I will wait for your call," I loved to call him 'Handsome.'Then I started my girly chitchat with Archana, half an hour later Sristi came to my room and in a tray, there were two small bowls filled with chocolate pudding, I gave her a confused look.She looked at me, screamed in happiness, and said, "Late night desert. You can not say no to a desert. After all we Bengali's have sweet tooth .""Ssssshhhh..... Sristi stops screaming like this. Ma and Baba will awake and if Ma comes to Know that we are having pudding after diner, you know what will happen right!!!!" I said to her."Di, you always eat chocolate and sometimes ice cream at night. Now, you do not want to eat pudding. I make it. Is it not good?" Sristi said to me with a little sadness in her voice."Oh, my little devil sister, you make it amazing!! I just want to enjoy this pudding. So no more screaming" I finished my sentence and grabbed one pudding from the tray and took a spoon and started to eat.Sristi sat beside me and I saw she had already started eating.I and Sristi both loved to eat something after dinner and sometimes we ate snacks and dessert at midnight also!!!But when Ma found out then it was not a very pleasurable moment for us. We finished our dessert quickly. I took the tray with the crockery and silently walked towards the kitchen, I quickly washed all the crockery properly and put that crockery in the right place, and breathed a sigh of relief, now in the morning Ma would not yell at us. I went back to my room quietly."Di, within 15 minutes Arnab Da will call you. So good night," Sristi said to me.She already went to the other side of the bed and as usual, she already put on her earphones and looked at the screen of her cell phone.I already knew that she was watching some K-Drama. I did not pay any attention to her and made a braid to my hair and applied some lip balm on my lips. I just sat on the edge of the bed and my phone started to vibrate, I grabbed my phone from the side table and I saw the name appear on the mobile screen, as soon as I saw the number huge smile appeared on my face, it was none other than Arnab we talked like this from last six months after my accident, before that we did not talk much on regular basis.Now he called me regularly but still whenever he called me I felt happy. I just picked up the phone and a sweet, calm, charming voice started to fill my ear. I said " Hello" to him."What you are doing darling?" he asked me. I could feel my heart swell and a blush appeared on my cheeks, I felt so good whenever he called me darling."Nothing handsome. I am just waiting for your call." I quickly responded to him."How are aunty, uncle, and Sristi?" he asked me. I loved his caring nature and he just did not care for me but he cared for my family too.I said to him "They are fine. How is aunt Mita?"."Oh, Mom is just fine" he replied to me.Aunt Mita was the one and only family Arnab actually had, he lost his father when he was just five. His mother worked hard to give him a good life. Aunt Mita was working in a bank as a deputy manager.Arnab wanted to join civil service, he wanted to be an IAS OR IFS officer, he was studying hard to qualify for the civil service examination but it was really tough after all civil service was one of the toughest exams in our country.But I knew that after his graduation when he would appear in it he surely qualified it because it was one of the dreams of her mother and Arnab loved his mother so much i.e. he started his preparation so early. I loved Arnab's caring and loving nature for his family and friends, he cared for everyone in his life."Are you fine?" he asked me.I knew that he would ask me this question after that accident, whenever we met or we talked on the phone, he always asked me that, he told me that he was very worried when I was in ICU."I am perfectly fine. No need to worry," I replied to him."Thanks for your concern," I said to him again."Hey, no thanks and sorry between us. You just can't break your promise," he said with a fake angry voice."Sorry... umm... I mean no sorry," I just finished my sentence with a blush already appearing on my face.We just continued our conversation up to the next 15-18 minutes. These moments were the best moments for me in the whole day.He said " Good night darling, sweet dream.""Good night handsome,", after a few moments I added, "Please come to my birthday .""I will definitely come at your birthday, Bye Darling, " he said to me and after that, he ended the call.I placed the phone on the side table connected it with a phone charger and after that, I drank some water.I looked at Sristi, she was still watching K-Drama, without disturbing her, I switched off the light and soon I fell asleep.MISTI’S Point Of View – I wanted the answer to why Archana betrayed me? Why did she make this cunning plan? I decided then and there that I would meet Archana the next day. I needed my answers why she did this to me? I then left the dining area and came to my room. I was unable to sleep again, so I just sat down on the bed and every possible bad thought was roaming inside my head. After a few hours I got ready for my college and when I came to the dining area, my mother coldly handed me a plate for breakfast, I completed my breakfast silently, my parents did not want to talk with me. They were ashamed of my behaviour though I did not do anything wrong. After finishing my breakfast, I bid goodbye to my parents but at that exact moment my father instructed me that car was waiting for me and from now on I had to go everywhere in my car and my driver would accompany me everywhere. I wanted to protest they were tried to re
MISTI’S POINT OF VIEW – We were watching a movie together, I was happy that Ishan booked tickets for my favorite movie, I always loved the romantic movie. Archana and Sristi did not like romantic movies, they both liked the action-packed movie and I did not like those movies. So it was a rare occasion when I could come to watch a romantic movie with melodious songs, this was always my favorite combination for movies. After the interval, Ishan went outside to buy some popcorn and cold drinks for us. Then we ate, drank and watched the movie together. When the movie was finished we were going towards the parking area where Ishan parked his car. We reached the parking area but all of a sudden my head started to spin and black dots started to appear in front of my eyes and I almost collapsed on the bonnet of the car. Ishan hold me instantly by my waist and my back was resting on the bonnet of the car Ishan looked at me with a worr
MISTI’S POINT OF VIEW – I looked at Archana but did not say anything. Archana looked directly at my eyes and asked me “ Are you dating someone again?” “No, Archana, I was not dating anyone,” I replied to her. “Misti, do not fall for the wrong person, please,” Archana said to me. “ Archana, I am not a kid, please,” I said to her. “I am waiting for you for more than one hour, your family members do not know where you have been for such a long time and now you are saying that you are not a kid,” Archana said to me in an angry tone. “Archana, I am tired, please. I do not want to discuss this stupid topic,” I said. “ Misti please, I am warning you do not fall for Ishan, I do not feel good about him, I do not trust him,” Archana said to me all of a sudden. “Archana I do not know what you are talking about and for your kind information I have no relationship with Ishan but I do not think he is
MISTI’S POINT OF VIEW – I was going on a coffee date with Ishan, he called me several times in the past week and finally, I agreed to go with him. I was choosing my dress but without any one's help and suggestion it was difficult, I did not tell anything about this date Sristi or Archana. Archana did not like Ishan I did not know why…. That's why I did not tell her anything about this date. Sristi did not know that my relationship with Arnab was already ended that's why I did not tell anything to her anything about my coffee date. I chose to wear a black bodycon dress and paired it up with black boots and a simple pair of pearl earrings and a simple pearl bangle on my right hand. I did a simple and light make-up, brown smoky eyes, and nude lipstick that's all. After getting ready I looked at myself in the mirror and I was satisfied with my look, I took a matching black bag and left my house to meet Ishan at a
Misti’s Point of View – After almost thirty minutes later we reached a posh apartment situated at the heart of the city. I looked at Mr. Ishan and said “ You live here…” “ Yes,” he replied and get down from the car, then he came to my side and opened the car door for me and I came out of the car. “ Let’s go,” Mr. Ishan said to me and gestured me to follow him. I was a bit hesitant that’s why I asked him “ Where are we going, Mr. Ishan?” “It’s just Ishan Misti, how many times I have to tell you that call me Ishan,” he said to me. “ Sorry, I mean Ishan,” I said to him. “ Where are we going?” I asked him again. “ To my apartment of course,” he said to me nonchalantly. My eyes widened instantly. “ But, you lived here alone,” I exclaimed. “So, What?” he asked me. “It is not appropriate…,” I stuttered. “ Please we do not live in middle age, it does not matter,
MISTI’S POINT OF VIEW – I was sleeping peacefully until I saw a person whose face is blur was looking at me with so much rage in his eyes and then he grabbed me forcefully and pushed me and I fall on the bed and he hovered over me and he lay on top of me and that unknown person started to kiss me all over my face. “ Leave me you moron,” I screamed at top of my lungs and started to wiggle out from his grip but his grip was too tight, then suddenly I woke up and understood that I saw a nightmare but I did not understand why it felt so real. I was sweating heavily, I took the glass from the side table and gulped down some water, Sristi was stying in one of our relative's houses that’s why I was alone in my room today otherwise it could be very embarrassing. I put down the glass on the side table and tried to sleep again and I did not know when I dozed off. In the morning I woke up and looked at the wall clock it wa