The Last Goodbye

Chapter 20

"what about Atif?' Divya asked, running a bit to keep up with Madhav. 

"what about him? he is an idiot and very irritating, I can't stand him early in the morning."

Divya let out a chuckle, she couldn't help but agree on it, he was surely irritating especially this early in the morning. Nevertheless, as the two reached the turning, Divya realized where he was taking her and shook her head. It took all in her not to give him a lecture as well. She kept on reminding herself that he isn't Aman or Parth or Rohit and Nandini to go ahead and chide him over not smoking. They weren't just that close.

"Welcome to heaven. This is the best place near our college, if you don't find us anywhere near college we all might meet you here." Madhav smiled at her as he went ahead to give his order for tea and a marlbour, he then turned to her and asked, "will you take something?"

"No I am good." She went ahead and stood in one corner away from all the smoke. This was the second time she was coming here and that was as well with Madhav.

"So how do you find Mohamad to be?"

"trust me you don't want to know." She made a face and stood a bit far away from him, but as usual even Madhav was careful to not blow the smoke right in her face. As she stood in front of her, did she realize how he overpowered her. A small smile made its way on her face.

"well are you guys ready for IV?" Madhav asked as he dusted his cigarette and took yet another drag. And then a sip of his tea. She had many times heard people saying how heavenly the combination was. But never had she ever able to understand the combination. For her Tea and coffee were always associated with rains, a few romantic books, lovely melodious romantic songs, and good company. They were addicted and made her go high without any use of these drugs that Madhav and the rest of the boys did.

"ohh I was ever ready the moment the places were decided. I had always wanted to go to dehradun."

"Ahh, yess Your long time crush is from there right?"

Divya stood still and let out a chuckle, "what?"

"That day while going to lower parel it was me who was seated beside you when you and Nandini were talking about this supposed sasural of yours."

Divya relaxed a bit and then clarified, "Ohh that, we were talking about Abhijit, well no secret it was a long time back, I am so over him. He is from Nainital, and right now I don't have any idea where he is. I was happy because my best friend stays in Dehradun, and Mussoorie isn't that far, if we have some time I might just call her as well."

Madhav nodded his head as the two began talking about random things. Madhav was taking his last drag when Divya's phone rang, it was her mother who was instructing her to go to her doctor to get medicines. She assured the old lady that she would leave as soon as the meeting was over and get it done. Once she had hung up her call Madhav had enquired.

"you aren't doing well?"

"Ohh no this," Divya didn't understand how it was to explain but Madhav stood there patiently waiting to know and understand what she had to say. "I have PCOD."

"You mean PCOs?'' Madhav enquired. His question had actually made her quite surprised. It had been almost 6 years now that she was diagnosed with this hormonal imbalance problem yet her brother and father at times struggled to understand what it was all about and here he was telling her yet another acronym for this issue.

"Yeah, it's one and the same, but how did you know about it?"

"My sister was diagnosed with it after her marriage. It had been difficult for her to conceive because of that, we all were worried, and I am quite close to her. I might have been in 10th standard or so, when I came to know about the issues I had done all possible research and had helped her. It was after all those treatments and continued prayers and efforts finally my nephew was conceived. So somehow I know the issues that this thing has."