Found Hearts

3. Found nerves

"But Raghav, you know it needs to be done as soon as-"

"Yeah, I know. I am trying", he spoke from the other side of the line. At least it wasn't bad news, but it didn't progress either. I wasn't all too keen on talking to him, at all. But it was necessary.

"Why can't you just give me your father's phone number? I need to talk to him face to face, officially. I think that'd be easier for both of us." I tried reasoning with him and waited for the same response he always gave me.

"He doesn't need to know I am still in touch with you. And it's not that easy to contact him, on such cases Aarohi, you know it. He'd come to know, I am the source"

"What's wrong with you being the source ?" I asked, already exasperated. "Can't you make it look like we are friends?"

"He'll never take up on my friend's case and he knows you," he said again, and I sighed, annoyed, knowing he was right. The hot wind blew past me, tendrils of hair escaping from the plait, in which my hair was tied, as I stared ahead facing the front garden, standing on the common balcony terrace on the first floor. Just then I heard footsteps. As I turned around to look at the source of those footsteps, I saw Kabir. He was about to go into his room, but then he saw me and instead turned towards the balcony as well. I stared at him as I spoke again.

"Raghav, look-"

"I know I know-"

"Will you stop cutting me off, first of all, and let me finish ?" I snapped irritated. Kabir's eyebrows shot up at my tone, and I turned around once again, facing the garden. 

"Hm," Raghav replied and I knew he was annoyed at me the same at this point.

I regretted snapping at him. He was my last hope.

"I want you to try one last time for me. Please ?" I asked him.

I can't pressurize him much after all. I already knew how stained his and his father's relationship was, and I won't become the reason for adding to it any more than I already was.

When his father first got to know about him and me dating, it almost already led to my breakup with him. His father wanted him to focus on his studies, and Raghav almost gave in, telling me the same. It wasn't like, I wasn't angry at him for being such a chicken. For accusing me that I was being a distraction. It wasn't like he was the only one who had studies to pay attention to. I, myself was a student and I still am. And how is it that he realized after 2 years in the relationship that I was a distraction?

Though I still sympathized with him. He was pressurized by his father from one side, and then by me from the other. I was hurt, yes. But it wasn't like I was planning a perfect wedding or the aesthetic of our house if we were to spend the rest of our lives together. 

But I had tried to dream all that with him. It just didn't sit right, maybe because I couldn't picture myself like that. He and I, living together or having a family at some point.

So I was the one who finally did the dirty deed of asking for a break, and it became a non-spoken mutual agreement to add up after that break merely just in two days.

It's been almost 5 months, and I did miss him for like a month. Then I had other things to take care of.

One of those things including what I was trying to do right now.

If not his dad, I'd look for some other lawyer. It's not like, I need to win the case, it's almost impossible. I need to just figure things out. I need to know the reason.

"Yeah okay" he replied and I sighed relieved.

"You're not mad at me, are you ?" I asked him,

"No" he replied, and I smiled a little.