As Sidharth moved out of her sight ,she quickly ran to lock the apartment.Taking off one cloth at a time ,she looked at the mirror in the bath.Her body still bore marks his love had left behind.She turned the shower on ,letting water fall on her head and then proceed downwards.Her eyes didn't blink ,as she saw the trails of water move from her hair to her neck ,beautifully irrigating the ample flesh at her chest.She carefully kept looking at the water dropping from her nipples.Then suddenly she took the knife ,this time it wasn't a scalpel but a used kitchen knife:just like herself.She made a cut at her elbow,then another.Bloid oozed out ,she fell to the ground.Again ,using the knife she made a clean straight incision at her thigh ,then a deeper one and another until it started burning, the pain felt like a thousand stinging needles.Finally ,she felt the cold water hitting her skin,it was removing everything away from her.She closed her eyes ,thinking of a little girl at the backyard of some old house.
It had been quite sometime ,sitting there.It was silent, dead silent.She could hear the water hitting the bathroom floor.She sat there counting the number of tiles in the bathroom. Slowly sanity made its way back .She heard her phone ringing .
"Ya ...okay..i will be there!",she spoke as she disconnected the call.She opened her closet,it .She picked up a solid black color dress and slipped into it.It had been months she had worn anything like that.Keeping her hair open ,she chose a light makeup. Satin slipons were made for her, she looked like a siren.
Siddharth had been shocked to see her react like that.Her reaction had freaked him out.Justification or not ,Shehnaaz had not been in the right state of mind.Of course, its easier to point fingers when the action reaction is a loud one.,but what happens when people like Sidharth act the way they do.He knew ,his words could push her over the edge ,yet he had gone with it.Do lovers do that? To his justification he is just a human ,and humans have tendencies of hunting the people they claim to love.
"Hey....look at us....finally meeting!",Satya flung her arms around Shehnaaz.
Shehnaaz hugged her tight ,kissing her cheeks.
"Oye bas kar meri biwi hai!",Distant exclaimed,hitting Shehnaaz on her arm .
"Oye kutta.!...tu idr aa"
"Dishant hugged her ,taking her off the ground."
"Tune abhi bhi meki marne ka hi sooch!",Shehnaaz said.
She was meeting her closet friend, Satya. Last she had met her was ,her wedding with Harinder.
"Yrr woh Zaman yaad h...jab sana used to call me to get alcohol.,daaru laade behnchod...kahi party karne chalte hai...and aaj itna convince kia ha isko aane ko", Aamir spoke.
All of them had studied in the same college, same year.In the years that had gone by they had stood by each other, as life had hit them ,wave after wave.
All of them had gathered together for the conference, well conference was just a namesake,all of them had wanted to see Shehnaaz after all that had happened.
Shehnaaz held Satya's hand and walked inside .They were talking like usual.It had not been a day they had not talked or texted after college.
"I thought...Sidahrth dekhne ko milega!"
"Google search karke dekh le", Shehnaaz replied quick.
"Someones being a bitch",satya spoke.
"Nopes....he is one"
"Wow ....i love it...lovers tiff!"
Shehnaaz looked back at her ,well her makeup did hide the horrors that she had committed, but Satya saw them all.
