Sitting in the college canteen, Mehak had a dubious look on her face, waiting for the news of yesterday. This girl always dies to hear the happenings of my life. To her my life was a movie which could be watched whilst she ate popcorn, and one time she did bring popcorn and coke. I had ordered some food for both of us. I was hungry.
Veering back on the chair, I blurted out, "I met Dhruv yesterday."
She wasn't in my school but she knew about him. I had told her about him in our second year. Her face gave away nothing. Soon Ishika, Lavish, and Abhi joined us with the sandwich in their hands except Ishika who had a salad. Go with her diet plan.
"Who met who?" Lavish asked, while munching on his sandwich.
"No one." They didn't know anything about Dhruv and my past with him.
Luckily, Dhruv wasn't in the same college as mine which had been a tedious job.
They all gave me a suspicious glance but decided to let go. They knew I wasn't going to say anything when I had no desire to say anything.
"How was your first day in the studio? Saw some girls?" That would be Abhi only.
I gave an irritated look. "Your girlfriend is sitting right next to you."
He gave a quick glance to Mehak who said nothing because she knew how Abhi was. But she never backs down on being a volcano on him, something was strange today.
"Oh, I didn't see you there." She rolled her eyes in return and looked back at her nails.
The waiter placed my sandwich and coke on the table and went away. I peered at it with a smile and attacked it in a second.
"Didn't have breakfast again?"
I nodded. "Family drama as always."
"I'm going to be a director. Trust me, I will make a movie on your home. Sanchi and her daily story." Lavish old day comment.
"Don't forget to give me credit."
Lavish sensed something in my voice. It wasn't much cheerful or anything. I couldn't fake my mood in front of them. It was a hard job. But, nevertheless, he didn't say anything and pulled his phone out.
"What was today subject?" Abhi asked.
I remembered today morning and said, "My marriage as always."
He whistled slowly. "I think you should run away from your home. They're keen on getting you married."
I snorted. "Tell me something I don't know."
His face morphed a sly look. "You don't know that you're stupid." He forwarded his hand. "Money."
I shoved his hand with a smile on my face. "Go rot in dustbin and see you're an asshole."
He pouted and batted his eyelashes. "You always break my heart, Sanchi. Who I would flirt with if I go away? And you'll grow bore with these people."
"Hey!" They all yelled at Abhi who just winked at me. He always knew how to make my mood better. Chuckling, I took a bite of my sandwich.
" Or you should tell them about Ajay."
Just by his name, my smile spread over my face. Last night, it was different with him. He just talked to me, made no attempt to go to the room. Maybe something was changing between us. Maybe we were growing into something else.
"And be in trouble? They will surely marry me if they see I am seeing the son of their rival company. Not to forget Rakshit, who takes his business seriously."
"Huh, old people and their craziness over their work."
I launched the french fry at Abhi direction, ignoring Lavish scowl who was eating them. "You'll be one of them. Soon."
He rolled his eyes but said nothing in return.
Suddenly, Ishika voice echoed in the table. "OMG!"
Her famous dialogue whenever something happened.
"Now what?" We asked her in sync.
She ignored our talk and turned her phone to our direction. "Ranbir and Sonia broke up."
Didn't know why, but we laughed at her. She had a huge crush on Ranbir, huger than she had on my brother. Go into her room, you would find a personal album of his photos with hearts on each page. She was a pure stalker of him.
"Guys, I can finally propose him." That was when my laughter doubled.
Lavish controlled it and knelt closer to her. "And how you will do that, ishy-picky?"
"His F* and twitter account."
"Spam Queen is coming back." Abhi sizzled.
Ishika flicked her hair at the back. "You all are jealous. Wait and watch. Ranbir will be my boyfriend soon," She sneered. Soon meant never.
I shook my head at her childishness. Her and her stupid crush.
"I've even thought of our ship name. Ranis."
We ignored her rambling about her crushes. Lavish and Abhi were talking about some cricket match and trying to make us join in which never happened.
How was I going to see him again?
My phone beeped, and I opened to see a W******p message from Mehak. I hoisted my eyes up to see her, but she didn't look my way but her attention was on the phone.
Opening it, I read it.
Tell me why meeting Dhruv is bothering you?
I messaged back.
He is another designer.
Not a mood to joke
-_-
She didn't reply for some time, but then my phone vibrated.
You need to apologize to him for what you did.
Thanks, Caption obvious, but he is not ready to listen to me.
I was on this period time, where I had realized my mistake and started apologizing to people for it. But talking to Dhruv was tough, he didn't even pay attention to me, spoke rudely and harsh. And he was . . . changed.
Make him. You're Sanchi, you always make people listen to you.
Dhruv is changed. Not my best friend who listen to me.
So are you. You only said a year ago that you want to apologize, now do.
She was always the mature one and persistent with the things.
Wow, I didn't know it was so easy.
Stop being sarcastic.
Stop being dumb.
Huh! If you want to redeem yourself, then say to him.
Redeem myself. That was what I had been trying to do from past one year. To get people forgive me for my mistakes and move on from everything. But asking redemption was tough when I made so many mistakes. Sometimes I guess, you didn't deserve forgiveness for the things you do. And that was worst. Not being good enough for being forgiven.
Before I could say anything to her, my time to go to Studio had come. I bid my friends bye and walked out of the canteen.
Here comes my apology to him.
Bending on the ground, I smoothed her hair for the tenth time. Nobody could blame me for making sure my daughter looked best for her first day in the school even though a part of me was scared of sending her.She would be okay."I will be okay," She said, as if getting the devious thoughts conjuring my mind. From the corner of my eye, I found Dhruv with same tension, same frown."Promise me you won't run." I advanced my hand to her. "If you don't feel good, you'll tell the teacher."I had explained to her in charge about her heart and how doing physical activities weren't good for her, and some days, she gets out of breath. Her surgery would fix everything but not right now. For a while, she had to go through it until she became strong enough to handle a bypass to cover the holes."Promise." She placed her small hand on mine and squeezed it."Be a good girl," Dhruv said, crunching to my level. "You don't want to cry?" I nudge Dhruv's stomach. She was doing pretty good till now and by
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"Wake up and shine, bear." Tugging my lips in a smile, I squeezed my eyes tighter, snuggling deeper into the blankets. It was too much comfortable, sleeping on a soft mattress and having no tension of the work. I wish I could go on a long time vacation, with no deadline of coming back and handle the life of work and tension.His hand rested on my neck, lips stirring against my ear. "Wake up before I throw water at you." Instantly my eyes flew open and I pushed his figure away from me, but to my luck the jug of water was spilled over my hair. As if finally feeling the cold, I flew my hands in the air to curb down the cold, but it froze on my skin, chilling my bones.Wiping my hand over my face, I glared at Dhruv, who looked terrified, but had an audacity to wear a smug smile."What the hell, Dhruv?" I screeched, wiping the blanket away from my water dripped body. "Why you brought the water?"He joined me on the bed, placing his shoes on the white bed sheet. Giving him a dirty glare, I
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Nervousness coiled around my throat, anxiety seized my feet and an everlasting smile stayed on my face. Fisting my hands on my lap, I endeavor to scorn the smell of henna, but it wafted around my nose.The heaviness of the dress made me rooted to my place. How was I supposed to walk in such a heavy lehenga? No matter what, it was a beautiful red lehenga with threaded golden embroidery. I loved it the first time mom had taken me for wedding shopping. I love the detailed golden embroidery on the skirt. The golden blouse was a complimentary, stopped right at the bottom of my chest.Dhruv didn't like because it was too short.But you don't get marry every day and I had insisted I wanted it. The red dupatta on my head was held with the help of pins, and half dropping on my shoulder."Sanchi, you need anything?" I lifted my eyes to her.Shaking my head, I tried to move my hands, and the noise of kaliren echoed around the room."Why am I wearing so many of them?" I hoisted my hands, showing
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