Title credit: Jiya ma'am (insta people should catch it😉).
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(After Sumod's Marriage , 11 o'clock in the morning of a random day. )
Sitting on a swing in the balcony, Susheela is just silently thinking. Almost like a storm of thoughts is taking place inside her mind which cannot be expressed through her face.
She is totally alone in the Chautala Mansion now. Jay & Minnie are out of the town for some business engagements. Pramod was here until the little argument he had with Susheela the previous day.
*Flashback*
"S. Pramod tum toh humesha itne understanding ho, fir aaj yeh kaisa bhoot chadha hai dimaag mein? Tum, tum dekho.. mazak mat karo, arey mujhe apne papa ki dukaan chalani hai toh main aise kaise.."
"P. Main mazak nahi karraha Susheela ji, I'm serious. Aur aapko agar dukaan chalani hai, aap ek kaam karo na.. koi worker apni taraf se rakhdo, bas 2 saal ki hi toh baat hai."
"S. Kaam mujhe khud karna hai Pramod! Aur tum kahrahe ho ki tumhare saath main Mumbai chali jaun, itna easily?"
"P. Susheela ji wahan bohot achhi rahengi aap, trust me! Aur aapka toh sapna bhi hai na, actress banne ka? Kya pata Mumbai jaake woh bhi pura ho jaye?
Main aapko itna nahi bolta, par ek saal, just 1 year ke liye mujhe medical se chance mila hai wahan patients ko treat karne ka, it's really special! Aur ek saal extra lagenge, like additional for the arrangements of the next."
"S. Haan toh? 2 saal main kaam na kiye rahungi? Matlab kaise?"
"P. Yaar aap toh sachme sidhe angle se nahi soch sakti. 2 saal kaun rok raha hai? India hi toh hai, hum aajayenge once a month or kabhi kabhi weekends ko plan karke."
"S. Aise kaise chalega? Garima akele kaam karegi wahan? Pramod, sirf tum, tum hi toh sirf jaan te ho shuru se ki yeh mera, meri bahen ka, hum dono ka dream hai! Ab tum khud ek problem banke kaise khade ho sakte ho?"
"P. Fine then, fir toh mujhe I guess akele hi chale jaana chahiye.. maine bas socha tha ki, ki aapki life ko ek naya route de paunga... anyways, main preparations ke liye ek friend ke ghar jaa raha hun. Uska ghar bhi hospital ke paas hi hai, hum wahan practice karenge."
Just within half an hour, Pramod packs his bag with some necessary items & wears and leaves.
Susheela sees him from back & thinks,
"Pakka gussa ho ke gaya hoga. Ab main kya karun isme? *sighs*"
*Flashback Ends*
"Kal se mujhe ek phone tak nahi kiya Chhota Haddi ne.. itna gussa kaun karta hai yaar? Nah, aise nahi chalega. Kuch toh karna padega, taaki jaise bhi ho, humara rishta kabhi kamzor na pade."
Suddenly, Susheela gets an idea that really brings glow on her expressions. She gets her phone & calls Pramod fast. Well, no one picks it up. Who knows? Out of anger or being upset, if he is avoiding on his own?
She doesn't delay & messages him,
"Pramod, we can have a talk. Yeh sab hum nipta lenge, lekin ek dusre se baat na karke achha nahi lagraha. Ek kaam karo, tum aaj shaam, 4:00 ko town hall library ke pichhe wale restaurant mein aajana, I'll be waiting."
*message already seen*
"Let's finish these arguments.. Please reply?" Susheela again messages.
"Okay." Pramod replies.
Yes, decided! Susheela feels a bit relaxed for the day then.
Nearly 4 o'clock in the afternoon.
Susheela is waiting for Pramod in a corner table of the restaurant eagerly. She bought a black watch to gift him just before coming here, he'll surely be happy! After all, Pramod has a kind of hobby of having watches too.. Meanwhile she orders a cup of coffee as she feels quite low sitting there for more then 20 minutes.
Time keeps passing, but the one who Susheela was waiting for doesn't show up. It's 5:30 now, where is Pramod?
"S. I think mujhe thodi derr aur wait karlena chahiye, bhul gaya hoga na.. ab, itna gussa chhota haddi mujhse nahi ho sakta. Busy hoga, kahin.."
While waiting, again Susheela orders another cup of coffee & even finishes it. She keeps looking at the road in search of someone to be there, but no. She can't see him yet, even if it's 6:15 now.
"Ooh madam, aapko kuch chahiye kya? Kabse baithe ho, koi aaraha hai? Jab itni der nahi aaya, ab kaise aaye? Koi nahi aane wala shayad." A serving boy says to Susheela.
She silently hears it & then starts observing in tired eyes. No, she can't wait anymore.
Susheela gets up from the table & returns to home by rickshaw.
"Itna attitude toh Queen Victoria ka bhi nahi hoga.. na koi fikar, na koi baat.. mujhe jaana hi nahi chahiye tha." Susheela murmurs in her way.
Like this, the sad night of Susheela passes. Even the next day, she goes to the shop with a upset look.
"Kya hua? Tera chehra kyun utra hua hai? Jija ji ne koi wish nahi kari hogi na? Chal ab bol bhi.." Garima says teasingly.
"S. Nahi yaar, kuch nahi.. bas aise hi.. chal dekh woh client aaya hai.."
Without any specific reason, Susheela keeps feeling like anxious & worried from inside the entire day, as if something was wrong.
All day she waits & checks her phone several times for Pramod thinking if he calls or tries to contact her, but no response.
At night before going to sleep,
"Mujhe call karna chahiye kya usse? Matlab itna negative Chhota haddi kabhi nahi tha, woh aisa kyun karega!? Kisi pyaar karne wale ke saath koi itna rude behave nahi kar sakta.. fir Pramod..
Achha ab tak so gaya hoga, waise bhi early sota hai woh. Kal subha try karungi.Aur iss issue ke baare mein mom dad ko bhi kuch nahi bataungi, bin wajah pareshan ho jayenge.. chhodo."
The next morning, Susheela has her breakfast & goes to get ready for shop. While preparing her purse, someone knocks on the door.
"Itni subha ko.. abhi kaun aaya? Wait, Chhota haddi hoga.. yess!"
She runs & opens the door, but gets to see something else, an unknown person is there.
"Excuse me, Susheela Chautala here?"
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