My Strong Secretary (Riansh ff)

Chapter 29

Riddhima

Every day here was memorable. I made videos for each day here for my niece or nephew, so that they can have my essence engraved in their heart too. I visited the old playschool I used to be in. There were some funny memories here.

There was this boy once who told me that my hair looked bad and I, got so upset that I pushed him so hard while crying, he ended up in a hospital with bones broken. That was when I realized my power was threat to people. That was also when I lost all my savings, because I was to pay for the kid's hospital bill.

My mother had told me that I had to take responsibility for what I had done, that I had to own up to my mistakes and that they were not going to be cleaning the mess I had made. Remembering back to that, I realized why my mother had done that, it was to teach me to be responsible because my savings were only about five hundred rupees, no way could that have been for the kid's hospital bills.

I chuckled and shook my head. The playground had my signs, why? Because most of my shenanigans happened here. Like, punching the wall and leaving a hole, by mistake or the pole that was still bended on the edge, because I had run into it while playing. I hadn't looked and ran straight at it, leaving a dent on the pole, it was still there.

Nearby, there was a hike spot, my father took me and my brother there most of the time. Teaching us basic stuff. Like surviving in the wild. But the best would be when we climbed the mountain and the breathtaking view from the mountain overseeing the city, it was beautiful, both at night and early morning.

My high school and my favourite park. I visited those places that were once inhabited by my memories and nostalgia. I visited places that held importance to me, like my firsts ever. First ever dance performance, first graduation, first school, every other first one can imagine.

I recorded these too, because I wanted my niece or nephew to know about these places and maybe visit them too. Probably reminiscing the moments in these videos. Honestly, I am scared.

Will they be ever able to give me a spot in their heart when they have never met me? Will they be able to feel me and my presence? Will they do the things I wanted to do with them? And finally, will my niece or nephew ever miss me?

Because they have never met me.

I know I am leaving memories for them to see, but will they ever be interested in knowing all these? I feel like they will not. That is what I am scared about, not leaving an impact on them. I want to be there with them but given the situation, I cannot. I wasn't thinking of living till now.

I want to live with them, for them, but that's next to impossible. I fear they will not remember me at all. I returned home, these past five days have been overwhelming. Every thing was for me, like even the dishes mother made were my favourites. Brother would come to my room and talk to me for as long as he could. So would my sister-in-law, she would always be there, it's like she is everywhere.

She would sleep on my bed with me, accompany me to sleep while I would talk to the little bun in her womb. I would spend extreme times with them. My father would always massage my head and bring my favourite childhood snacks for me to enjoy, surprisingly, my mother who used to oppose these, would be ok as well.

And it's not like I do not notice, her small gestures of love. And how at night she would sneak in my room, thinking I am sleeping, and brush my hair and caress my face. Everyday. I never let her notice that I was awake and succumbed to her motherly love, feeling every bit of it. I will miss being her daughter and miss being here.

She was one of the strongest women and one with high morals and ethics, if she thought something was right, no one could prove her wrong. She believed in herself and followed her heart as well as worked with her mind. I really looked up to her and I also wanted to be like her.

To some degrees, maybe I achieved those, but I could never be like her, I could never. She was way too strong and I was too weak, mentally. She faced challenges, problems and pain head on. She believed that if you let worry and pain understand that you are working in sync with them, it will pull you down, being born into this world, giving up is never an option.

I believed and tried to follow her words, but they always seemed hard to follow. I don't know why though. I would chicken out. I was weak and probably a disappointment, but she still loved me and stayed for me, if I needed her. She was one heck of a mother, I tell you.

Today was the sixth day, tomorrow at midnight, the seventh day, a day before my birthday was officially my last day on earth, when the new day set in, my powers would be gone and, with internal bleeding through my chest, I would die. Funny, how death is so close and I already feel sad and lonely.

My birthday and death day were on the same day, should people be celebrating my birthday or mourn my death day, the day of my funeral. My mind suddenly blinked to two people, Kabir and Mr. RaiSinghania. Kabir was understandable, but, him? I don't know why. But, I could not die without regrets, so I phoned Kabir.

After five rings, he picked up, "Riddhima, you better tell me where you are!" he shouted, angry and worry lacing his tone. I don't blame him for shouting, he was genuinely concerned about me, as a friend, of course. If my friend goes missing from her house, without informing, I would most likely be concerned too.

"I'm sorry? Will that work?" I asked him with guilt and mischief. Although I was really sad, this would be the last time, I would be talking to him. He sighed, "Fine" I giggled and started talking to him about why I suddenly disappeared and asked about his life and everything. We talked for about an hour, when I heard a voice from behind, shouting in urgency.

"Kabir, we have to be out now, VR's president, has been kidnapped! Vansh RaiSinghania is in danger, immediate action is required, let's go!" someone spoke, and my blood ran cold. What did that mean? Did he not deal with the stalker, like the way I told him to? "What?! Riddhima, you're boyfriend is in danger, I have to go, don't do anything reckless, I want you to stay wherever you are." Kabir shouted back to the person and warned me with his words.

But, I wasn't listening, all I heard was Vansh RaiSinghania was kidnapped.

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A/N: Pretty much the end coming now, what do you think is going to happen? For this chapter, listen to the song Mysterious Bird by Saji, on YouTube. You'll get the feel. Tomorrow is the end, for this book and the Miseries of Our Strong Secretary.