I only stared at Nikhil,since he didn't answer me.
Seeing him was disturbing.There were a lot of unwanted memories threatening to resurface.
"Sand-",he started out,"Sandeepthi",he acknowledged, nodding his head.
I swallow,flinching at the usage of my full name.
No one called me that.
I swallow the lump in my throat.
How have things gotten so messy?
"Should we take a seat?",he gestured to the swing in the balcony.
I nod absent mindedly.
I had so many questions,so much disdain,so much pain,but overall I had one question hovering in my mind.
Will I come across as desperate if I enquire about that?
I close my eyes, joining him,as I sat next to him.
He ran a hand through his hair,"This is so weird."
"It is",I acknowledge.
"Did you know you were coming to see me?",I ask.
"No",he pinches the bridge of his nose,"I wouldn't have come if I had known."
I close my eyes,my heart racing.
"Are you-Are you in tou-",I stop, unable to complete my question.
But he seemed to understand the question in my head because he winced,"No. I'm not in touch with Dhruv.I haven't seen him since that day."
"Oh",my face falls,my heart shrinking as tears coat my eyes,the wound in my heart cutting deeper.
Why couldn't I move on?
"Are you okay?", Nikhil asks after sometime.
"I'm fine",I smile sadly. We were great friends at one point of time. And now,it was downright awkward to hold a five minute conversation.
"Don't worry. I'll talk to my parents,so we don't go ahead with the proposal."
I swallow the lump in my throat,as I turn to look at him,"Really?"
Nikhil shrugged,"You don't seem to be over Dhruv. And I don't want to marry you if that's the case."
I flinch, thinking back to that fateful day.
"Thank you",I manage, even if I found his statement offensive.
He only shrugged, indifferent,"It's not a big deal. Like I said,if I had known that I had to meet you,I wouldn't have shown up. This is just awkward and embarrassing."
I wanted to scream at him. If that was the case,why did he act differently on that day? Where was the indifference on that day?
"You are right."
I stand, desperate to get out of there.
It was only when we were almost inside the house that my heart stopped at his question.
"Do you still blame me for whatever happened that day?"
I fist my palm,the events of the day flashing in front of my eyes,"It was all of our fault. Not just yours",I walk into the house.
It was difficult task for me to maintain my composure once I showed up in front of the adults. It was emotionally draining to keep my face neutral,to silently sit by my mother's side.
I thanked God that Ananya didn't seem overly enthusiastic to talk to me. We only made small talk,not treading into dangerous waters. She didn't know anything.
By the time the sun sank down the horizon,I was ready to collapse as well,as we bid Nikhil and his family bye.
"What do you think?",I heard my mother ask after a few minutes.
"I have a headache. I'm going to bed",I walk towards my room, shutting the door behind me,as tears stream my face.
I sob to my heart's content,my thoughts bitter and heart pained.
He's probably moved on,happy.
I hug my knees to my chest,crying like I have never cried before.
What should I do to forget him?
"Dr. Guptha, there's an emergency. There's a patient with ruptured ectopic pregnancy. You are asked to be the performing surgeon." I swallow my sigh, looking at my junior blankly,getting ready for the OT robotically,"Send me the patient details." I stare at the familiar OT,the place bringing back memories fresh in my mind,after a meeting. There's a life depending on you,Sandy. Snap out of it. I shake my head putting my thoughts to rest,when I hear my phone ping, indicating a message. I quickly go through the patient details that my junior Seema had sent,getting ready for the OT. I was so grateful for the distraction the operation provided me, demanding my entire focus a
I wake up disoriented when I hear a noise.I realize I'm sweaty and that my hands are trembling when I look around for my beeping mobile.I irritatedly switch the alarm off.Whythe fuck do I have so many alarms at such weird times?I swipe a hand on my face, peeling my shirt away from my damp skin,my mind muddled in thoughts.Shower.I need a shower.As I head to the shower, I'm irritated that my body doesn't co-operate as I slide midway into my bean bag,tears sliding my face at an alarming rate.Just once.
Pick up,pick up,I mutter,my head swimming with possibilities as I dial Anshu's number.I am going to have a panic attack.Shit.Deep breaths Sandy."What the hell are you doing,not picking the call!",I snap at my best friend."I'm in the labour room. Wassup?""Wassup?Wassup?You stupid female.""Sandy? You okay?""No",I screech."Okay listen. Someone's calling for me. I think I need to go.""I don't
My throat felt parched,like I hadn't moistened my throat in weeks. I swallow hard,taking in his appearance in flesh.After two whole years.But as we scrutinized each other silently,I could find myself getting arrogant, inspite of my mental state being haywire."It's good to see you Sandy",Dhruv says,the statementsovoid of emotion that I flinched involuntarily."Can't say the same for you",Anshu muttered from next to me, audible enough for him to hear,but not as audible to be counted as a reply.I give an easy smile, surprising myself,"You too."I will myself to hold myself together,at least till
Even though the meeting with Dhruv left me miffed,there wasanotherthing that bothered me.Nikhil'sparents had called.Nikhil's parents had called.Nikhil'sparents had called.Formarriage.Has Nikhil gonenuts?I take a deep breath,annoyed,having too many things to think. I sigh,running a hand through my hair,when I hear another sigh.I glance at my best friend,"Go to sleep Anshu. I'm fine.""Are you?",she cocked an eyebrow.
"I...",I clear my throat.Spit out the words Sandy."Idon't want to marry Nikhil",I tell my mother."Oh",the disappointment in my mother'sOhrings in my ears,making me squeeze my eyes shut.I can never make anyone happy."Is there a particular reason?""Just...I spoke to him for a bit. I don't think we are compatible",I lie through my teeth.I'm Sorry,Mom."Sandy",my mother tsks,"You decided you weren't compatible in just one conversation? Take some time beta. Try to get to know him better.""Ma!",I exclaim,"You said
I glance at the clock anxiously.Twenty minutes.My leg bounces up and down ridiculously,as though I have restless leg syndrome.Ido.But that's not the point.Eighteen minutes.Whythe heck are peopleneverpunctual!?Maybe because you came an hour early? It's slightly anoverexpectationif you want the other person to jump into your head and come an hour quickly as well.I glare at the menu in front of me.
Angry tears well my eyes,making it difficult for me to read Nikhil's expressions.He clears his throat as I grab a tissue, quickly wiping the one drop of moisture that leaked my eye, blinking away the others back to their original place."Why haven't you told Dhruv about it Sandy?"I flinch, looking down,"I... tried to tell him",I start off softly,"But he wouldn't believe me. And Nayan was feeding him lies that I was going behind his back. For petty revenge. And...and Dhruv came to know that you liked me just a few days before that. He was already very angry with me. Nayan's lies just pushed him off the edge I think.""But I don't understand why you didn't fight for your innocence", Nikhil frowns.