5th April 2020
The letter is my only left link to Sanjhana. I--I am sometimes so terribly disappointed in myself. But I am also proud as I figured out what happened to her.
So dizzy and somehow yet filled with energy after a long time, I sprinted to the main hall. The letter burned in my hand, yet I kept it as if it was the most precious thing in the world. Slightly out of breath, I stared here and there, finding anyone. Anyone would do, Radhika, Adeela or even Akash.
I saw Akash first. I ran towards him, not caring how many people I pushed aside. A guy yelled at me for dropping his ice-cream, but at that point I didn't care. I saw a flash of surprise on Akash's face, as soon as I reached him. He was standing at the edge of the big, white lobby, staring at the sprinklers watering plants outside the lobby. I almost fell, but Akash grabbed my wrist, steering me. My heart went overdrive, but I still don't know whether that was from Sanjhana's letter or Akash.
He raised his eyebrow, saying nothing. I panted, "Sanjhana--letter." Gulping down air, I tried to breathe evenly. He waited patiently, even though he was impatient to know what I was saying; his jaw was ticking. Finally able to breathe, I said, "Sanjhana wrote a letter before she died. I don't think she knew she was going to die, since the letter isn't as grave as her warning that night."
Akash yelled, "What? She talked to you the night she died? Why didn't you say something to us?" His voice increased with every word. People began to look at us, whispering. Crap, I had forgotten that I hadn't said anything about her to Akash. Only Radhika knew, but even she didn't know the entire story.
He grabbed my shoulders, shaking me hard, and screamed, "You should have said something to the police. Do you have any idea how much it could have helped? Maybe she said something else too, and you didn't bother us saying that. Now she is dead." My eyes widened, but I didn't say anything. Guilt hit me with its full force, and all the energy that I gathered just left me. Before I could say anything, Radhika came to my rescue.
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