After 3 years of her beloved Rahul Jaykar's tragic 'suicide' , Aarohi was believed to have moved on from the trauma by the people. Or can I say she pretended to have moved on and living happily? She focused on her career, worked hard , smiled all t...
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Rahul:
"Doctor! Doctor! Doc..! " I looked for the doctor around his house. "Why are you so hyped up? What's the matter?" he returned with a grocery bag. "Doctor I finally remembered a phone number. Maybe it's..it's my dad's! Let..let us try it" I said breathing heavily. "Ohh that's excellent! Sure, let's try the number" he replied
We reached to the phone. I was feeling anxious as I was not very sure if I had remembered the right number. Doctor put the phone in my hands and asked me to dial the number. I looked at him and then at the phone. My heart was racing very fast. After staring at the phone for some minutes , I started dialling the number. With my shaking hands I dialled each number within a gap of ten seconds each. It finally ringed. I was getting more and more anxious.
After a few rings, someone amswered from that side "hello?"
I was right. It was my dad. I remembered his voice. I was immediately teared up. I didn't find my voice. I heard him after 4 months. I was also feeling guilty of abandoning him.
He must he feeling betrayed that I didn't trust him enough to tell him what was troubling me. He must have cried a lot. He didn't have anyone else other than me and I left him. I had been really selfish.
I cut the call as soon as he repeated his word for the second time. My mind went blank. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how would he react. He must he angry with me. I had commited a crime. Crime of not being a good son.
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I stared crying. The doctor held me in his Arms and patted my head. He must know what I was feeling. After a moment, he sat me on bed. He looked straight in my eyes and said "its ok. He's your father. He won't be angry with you. He'll he really happy to know that you're alive. Have strength and call him again. I didn't look at him. I was immersed in my thoughts. He shaked my arms. I looked at him and he repeated his words. It calmed me down. I now had the strength to dial the number again.
The call was answered right away this time. "Hello" i said.
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Aarohi:
Diya was coming to Mumbai today. We had agreed to go shopping together. Two days ago we talked on call.
Two days ago; After thinking a lot, I finally decided to talk to Diya. I didn't know if she was still angry with me. But I had to talk to her. For Vivek's sake. I know he was hesitant for this marriage because of me. Because of my differences with Diya. But I can't put him in such a situation where he has to choose between his partner and his friend. I have to resolve all my issues with her.
