Starstruck Again

Varun

Sir and I sit in silence for not longer than five minutes, but it feels like forever. He just vaguely looks at me and I sit staring at the carpeted floor. I feel a little uneasy to have balled my eyes in front of him but I feel like a heavy weight has been lifted off my chest. After months, it feels really nice to be able to talk to someone about this; it feels like a huge relief when I don't have to lie to my coach about my bad performance. I figured that I just ended up doing what Sir feared and warned about the most- performing badly because of relationship issues.

I couldn't look him in the eye but I also couldn't help myself from saying, "Sir please say something." The silence was killing me, I swear. "I know this wasn't supposed to happen, but I couldn't help 'myself but fall for her."

"Which 'her' Yukthi or Kriya?" he said, almost taunting." If it's the former, then I am least bothered because you were doing well and good. If it's the latter, then you better feel sorry, both for yourself and the poor girl."

I sigh. I really don't have it in me to counter his words with mine. It's pointless and moreover, he also makes a lot of sense.

"Didn't you try to reach Kriya after the incident?" He stresses on the word 'incident', making it abundantly clear that he is completely by what had happened.

"Yes sir, I did try. Why do you think I stayed back for more than a week in Delhi?"

Any number of calls, texts and trying to reach her were nothing but failed attempts. She blocked me from everywhere. I went to her apartment, every single day, waited outside her college but she wouldn't show up anywhere. It was almost like (scratch that, totally) my activities resembled that of a stalker's and Kriya just wrapped the invisible cloak around herself and disappeared. I even reached out to Disha but all she did was shout out a string of cuss words at me and hang up the calls.

"I just couldn't reach out to her. All I want to tell her is that whatever she saw was just a big, fat misunderstanding. I want to tell her that I really love her and wouldn't do anything to hurt her."

Sir just nods his head, not bothered about what I was saying. Fair enough; I had disobeyed him after all. He looks like he is debating something intensely in his head. This is the exact sight people sitting across from him during management meetings get; he is never interested in the politics and he plans the team's routine for the next day in his head. That's a typical characteristic of his.

"Varun," he says, finally breaking his train of thoughts. "Now that you have screwed up already, I say you go get your girl. Tell Kriya that you love her and bring her back into your life; after that at least you will start playing decently."

He says the second half of the last sentence in a smirk and I don't even contemplate what he said. I spring from my chair and hug him. This is what having a father-figure feels like; they might trash at you all the time but they always have your back.

I am going to go and get my girl back. I am not letting a misunderstanding ruin the relationship Kriya and I had, I just totally refuse to.