She was in a plain white salwar and was waiting for Raghav, as early as 7:30 in the morning Raghav descends the stairs in his plain kurta and dhoti looking at her. She manages to look so beautiful even in plain clothes. Raghav approaches her and
R: chale?
Pallavi nods in approval, the distance of 45 minutes is going to be torturous for both of them as Raghav has a thousand things going on in his head and his anxiety is building up. She doesn't know a thing about his past, she doesn't know that because of his foolishness, he lost his father and brother, she doesn't know that his mother and sister disowned him and they are not on talking terms. Though he has been begging them to forgive him for years, his mother didn't budge and looks at him with the sheer disgust of a murderer. He has no idea, how Pallavi will react, how she'll take in everything which is going to possibly blow up? How is he going to explain to himself later what happened, why it happened? Is she also going to hate him? Is she going to judge him? Can he take it if she hates him? Can he live if she thinks he is a murderer? Did he make the mistake of calling her over for the death anniversary? His vision got hazy as he blinked for a clear view. She deserves to know the truth, if not now in the near future. He mentally prepared himself to beat himself up for the rest of the day and sulk in guilt and maybe even hate himself even more as Pallavi may not digest the facts which she is going to face. In fact, he doesn't know anything about her, as much as he wants to know more about her, he has complicated things from the beginning so he has no idea where to start and how to start.
P: Raghav?
No response
P: Raghav?
R: haa?
P: wo, maala lekar aati hu, shayad frame pe chadana hai na?
R: haa,
He pulled the car over so that Pallavi got down and was purchasing at the trolley of flowers, he generally remembers and Farhad arranges every year but he's so equipped right now that it slipped his mind and her being thoughtful at this time was really helpful for him.
She got in the car and sat down with the garland in her lap carefully not trying to crumple it, he then drove away to the destination.
He locked the car as they got down and the panic in him is already a thousandfold increased, Pallavi gave him the garland and he kept it on his forearm when some mantras are being heard from a distance. He goes and stands in front of the entrance, he was never welcomed in the past 10 years, his foot froze and he started undergoing a brain freeze. He could feel Pallavi's nudge at his elbow, her eyes questioning him as if "What's wrong? Go ahead." he took a deep breath when he stepped forward,
J: RUK JAAO! AAGE MAT BADHNA!
Raghav was shocked but Pallavi flinched at the booming voice, she could think of her stepmother shouting at her for no reason and she thought Jaya was indicating Pallavi not to enter. But Jaya comes forward and shouts at his face
J: tumhari himmat kaise hui? Sharam nahi aati tumhe?
Pallavi was shocked by the way he was getting shouted on by his mom and
J: tumhare appa aur bhai ko maarke tujhe chain nahi mila? Kyu hamare peeche pada hai? Tujhe koi zarurat nahi hai ye sab dikhawa karne ki! Tu apni zindagi me khush raho! Aur hame chain se jeene do!
R: amma, maine jaan buchkar nahi kiya! Jo bhi hua, mujhe pata nahi tha ki aisa hoga! Ye aap bhi jaanti hai. Maine appa ko nahi maara!
A crisp slap echoed in the air when Pallavi's hands flew to her mouth, she is not able to take in all this
J: main tumhe aakhri baar bata rahi hu! Aainda se yaha aane ki koshish ki, toh main aur keerti suicide kar lenge!
Raghav was bewildered at what Jaya said and as Jaya turned around to go in, Raghav fell to his knees
R: Amma please amma, please mujhe maaf kar do! 10 saal ho gaye amma! Zindagi me bohot akela hu main! Mujhe aapke saath rehna hai amma please!
As he continued begging her clutching her feet, Pallavi's eyes splashed with tears looking at Raghav, she could feel the pain of losing a mother.
She was still processing things that is going on when Raghav followed Jaya towards the main door, when Jaya shut the door on his face and the door handle hit him near the eyebrow tearing off the skin, scarlet drops dribbled down his face. Pallavi's trance was broken at the bang near the door, and she rushes to him and he fell to his knees, getting breathless clutching his temple, and slipping into the unconscious.
P: Raghav! Raghav!!! RAAAGHAAAAVVVVVVVV!!!
He jolted awake as he saw a blurry form of her and his head was in her lap, she immediately pulled off her dupatta and starts tying it on his forehead. She makes him sit leaning him to the nearest pillar and fishes his kurta pocket for the car key. She brings a bottle of water, makes him drink and she brings the car closer to the place and stops it in front of him. She helps him get up and makes him carefully sit in the passenger seat. She clips in his seat belt and drives to the nearest hospital.
The doctor cleaned the wound and applied an antiseptic to a gauze pad pressing it on the wound making Raghav hiss in pain. He then taped it
Doc: ghaav zyada deep nahi hai, luckily stitches ki zarurat nahi padi. Ghar ke paas koi nurse available hai toh roz dressing badle 2-4 days tak. Kuch pain killers aur anti biotics likh raha hu as brow bone ke paas dard zyada hota hai aur koi infection na ho.
P: ji!
As the doctor left, Pallavi drove Raghav home and he was so lost in a pool of thoughts that the distance between his mother and himself has reached such a point that she could hurt him what Pallavi must be thinking? How did she take all the pain? How is she keeping up with the reality she just saw in front of her?
With all these thoughts he slipped into a deep slumber as he walked into his room reaching the mansion.
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