I changed myself into warm clothes and slipped under the blanket. I didn't want to think about it. I was somewhat amused at whatever happened. It was similar to a drama created by any Ekta Kappor's daily soap.
The story that Kriya told me kept flashing in front of my eyes. She was right. She knew where everything would end. I wish I would have listened to what she meant to convey me. I was a failure. I failed to understand my best friend. I failed to watch the real intentions of Shreyas. The time his hand got into my top, I would have realized for what he was with me. I should have realized that I held no meaning for him and it was Sana he actually cared for (I don't know if he cared for her even?) He left my hand and went to explain her. What about my explanations? I wanted my answers too! My head turned into an undifferentiated slurry of thoughts. I was confused and I dozed off.
As I woke up, I saw the pillow under my head wet. My eyes swelled and my throat was sore. Everything that happened flashed again. I gazed at my phone screen and there were 53 missed calls by Shreyas plus, 12 text messages. I gave a dry laugh and thought to myself, " Atleast he got to know about my existence." I opened the inbox to read his text messages. Each message said the same thing- "Pick my call." His attitude and ways turned my life dry and monotonous. I didn't call him back. Instead, I called Kriya.
"Hello?" She picked my call.
"Kriya?" I said in a breaking voice.
"What happened Neeyat? You okay?" She said fully exhausted.
"Please come over my place. I need you." I nearly busted out into pool of tears.
I was waiting for Kriya and I knew she would cry for me. I never thought loving someone would be that devastating. She knocked at the door and came in. She saw me sitting in the corner of my room with my legs folded and my face burried inside my palms. She came over and hugged me tight. Thousands of words came out of my tongue. I was blabbering between the rapid sobs.
"My baby, what happened?" She wiped off my tears and gave me a glass of water. I took the glass with both my hands and drank the water with my shivering lips.
She held me and made me sit on the bed. She laid me down and covered me with the blanket. She laid beside me.
"Neeyat I know it's something about Shreyas. I knew he would leave you like a dreary corpse," she puckered her eyebrows and said.
I told her everything. Starting from the first time I saw Shreyas a bit indifferent. I told her how he tried to slip his hand under my clothing. I told her about the comment and the girl- Sana. I told every minute detail.
.......I love him." I ended.
I turned my head to look at her. She was starring at the ceiling. A tear flowed down to the bed from the corner of her eye.
"Kriya?" I purred.
"How did you tolerate all this? You are still saying you love him. How can this cute little girl be so strong?" She looked at me. There was a minute silence until my phone vibrated. It was Shreyas.
"hand over the phone to me," Kriya snatched it from me.
"Please don't say anything to him," I said in a low voice.
" Neeyat are you really out of your mind? He did bad to you. He turned you into a living dead but you're still thinking about him?"
"I..I..."
"Now don't say that you love him. YOU ARE NOT AT ALL SUPPOSED TO LOVE HIM. Just shut up and let me do what I want to."
She took the phone and put the call on speaker. Shreyas shouted at his loudest pitch.
"Neeyat? Are you out of your mind? You left such an expensive ring there on the table? Do you even know that it was quite costly? Oh yeah! Well, how would you know? You're just a middle class girl with middle class clothes and mentality."
"Shreyas..." my voice broke.
Kriya cut the call.
"Did you listen what he said? You still love him? Kriya asked.
I had no answers. His words were as bold as his attitude. I was scarred. He never loved me. Was all that an illusion? I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry but I didn't do anything. I was freeze.
It had been three hours and I was still dead with my senses.
"Neeyat please handle yorself," Kriya patted on my shoulder and left my room.
I still not believed if that actually happened?
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The story that Kriya told me kept flashing in front of my eyes. She was right. She knew where everything would end. I wish I would have listened to what she meant to convey me. I was a failure. I failed to understand my best friend. I failed to watch the real intentions of Shreyas. The time his hand got into my top, I would have realized for what he was with me. I should have realized that I held no meaning for him and it was Sana he actually cared for (I don't know if he cared for her even?) He left my hand and went to explain her. What about my explanations? I wanted my answers too! My head turned into an undifferentiated slurry of thoughts. I was confused and I dozed off.
As I woke up, I saw the pillow under my head wet. My eyes swelled and my throat was sore. Everything that happened flashed again. I gazed at my phone screen and there were 53 missed calls by Shreyas plus, 12 text messages. I gave a dry laugh and thought to myself, " Atleast he got to know about my existence." I opened the inbox to read his text messages. Each message said the same thing- "Pick my call." His attitude and ways turned my life dry and monotonous. I didn't call him back. Instead, I called Kriya.
"Hello?" She picked my call.
"Kriya?" I said in a breaking voice.
"What happened Neeyat? You okay?" She said fully exhausted.
"Please come over my place. I need you." I nearly busted out into pool of tears.
I was waiting for Kriya and I knew she would cry for me. I never thought loving someone would be that devastating. She knocked at the door and came in. She saw me sitting in the corner of my room with my legs folded and my face burried inside my palms. She came over and hugged me tight. Thousands of words came out of my tongue. I was blabbering between the rapid sobs.
"My baby, what happened?" She wiped off my tears and gave me a glass of water. I took the glass with both my hands and drank the water with my shivering lips.
She held me and made me sit on the bed. She laid me down and covered me with the blanket. She laid beside me.
"Neeyat I know it's something about Shreyas. I knew he would leave you like a dreary corpse," she puckered her eyebrows and said.
I told her everything. Starting from the first time I saw Shreyas a bit indifferent. I told her how he tried to slip his hand under my clothing. I told her about the comment and the girl- Sana. I told every minute detail.
.......I love him." I ended.
I turned my head to look at her. She was starring at the ceiling. A tear flowed down to the bed from the corner of her eye.
"Kriya?" I purred.
"How did you tolerate all this? You are still saying you love him. How can this cute little girl be so strong?" She looked at me. There was a minute silence until my phone vibrated. It was Shreyas.
"hand over the phone to me," Kriya snatched it from me.
"Please don't say anything to him," I said in a low voice.
" Neeyat are you really out of your mind? He did bad to you. He turned you into a living dead but you're still thinking about him?"
"I..I..."
"Now don't say that you love him. YOU ARE NOT AT ALL SUPPOSED TO LOVE HIM. Just shut up and let me do what I want to."
She took the phone and put the call on speaker. Shreyas shouted at his loudest pitch.
"Neeyat? Are you out of your mind? You left such an expensive ring there on the table? Do you even know that it was quite costly? Oh yeah! Well, how would you know? You're just a middle class girl with middle class clothes and mentality."
"Shreyas..." my voice broke.
Kriya cut the call.
"Did you listen what he said? You still love him? Kriya asked.
I had no answers. His words were as bold as his attitude. I was scarred. He never loved me. Was all that an illusion? I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry but I didn't do anything. I was freeze.
It had been three hours and I was still dead with my senses.
"Neeyat please handle yorself," Kriya patted on my shoulder and left my room.
I still not believed if that actually happened?
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