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CHAPTER 31 (SECRET GARDEN)

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MITANSH

It has been weeks since I last talked to Ahaana. Inayat has finally graduated. On her graduation day, she texted me that she wanted to talk. But after the ceremony, she was nowhere to be found. I texted her, called her, but it felt like she was ignoring me. Why? I had no idea. One moment she wants to talk and the other, she completely ignores me.

At first I tried to reason out myself that she might be busy because of her graduation but she literally picked up Agastya's call in front of me. I waited hours to get an answer back but still nothing! Since the Graduation day, she has completely ghosted me. I don't think I'm lucky when it comes to girls these days!

Slowly I stopped going for a jog. It didn't feel the same without Ahaana. Though she gets tired very soon and most of the time she just sits on the swing, excusing to jog further. But..... I miss that. I tried to go for a jog without her, but my eyes just lingered around the empty swing in the garden area waiting for her to come sit on it but she never did.

I took a break from jogging after all this. It was.... Somewhat.... Unbearable and disturbing. But, even though I knew I was skipping, I couldn't stop myself from waking up early in the morning. Sitting idle in the room or forcing myself to sleep till its time for the morning class, it didn't work for me. So, I switched to the secret garden. I never realized until a week ago that the garden too has the essence of Ahaana in the atmosphere. I can't stop but smile at the fact that she has become a part of almost everything I have in my life. So many things that only she knows. So many things that only she has witnessed. And so many memories that only she is a part of. I can't deny, I miss her. But my hands are tied, as right now, it's her chance to take. She got the dice and she needs to make a choice whether she wants me to stay in her life or this is the end.

Like any other ordinary day, I woke up at the same time. But, something felt off. Something so bothersome that I was not able to focus on anything else. My brain suggested that I take rest and skip going out, but my heart denied every possible excuse. I thought it was happening because I needed to water my plants. But, my inner conscience just straight up said NO. Watering plants felt like an excuse to go out, whereas it was the main reason for me everyday. What is this new urge to run to the garden? What are my instincts trying to tell me? It was something I was not able to see, but my soul already knew.

I left the hostel and chose to take the stairs. It was odd, as I don't usually use the staircase because of its positioning on our floor. When I got down, I saw that the elevator was out of service and the warden was monitoring it with few service staff standing near it. Odd that I chose the staircase, if I would've waited for the elevator, It might have eaten some of my time as the indicator was still working on my floor.

I came out of the hostel and the weather seemed more windy and chilly than normal. Thank God I brought my warm jacket. Wait, when did I last wear it? Also, now that I think about it I don't wear this jacket that often, so why was it out? Oh, I remember, Zaid took it last night. He must have kept it on the chair, as I don't like people touching my cupboard.

I zipped the jacked and put my hands in the pocket. What's in my pockets now? I thought to myself when my hands touched something soft inside my jacket's pockets. I took them out and my eyes turned blurry. "Woolen gloves." The gloves my mom knitted for me for my christmas gift. I practically laughed at the size as they looked so small in comparison to my present hand size. Never thought the time would fly this fast.