Chap 10- Kasoor
Imlie woke up, her body aching as she looked around plain blue walls of hospital. Her father was sleeping on the sofa, her friend Ruchi just entered and smiled "Imlie ! relax ! I will help you sit up" She helped Imlie sit up "How are you feeling babes?" She asked holding her hands
"Headache, aches all over yaar" Then she started crying "I told him everything, he doesnt believe me Ruch. I couldnt even show him texts and even i told them about you guys seeing with your own eyes. He fired me too! Kya karu mein? Am not understanding anytbing " The monitor beeped as her heart rate acceralated.
"Sssh first of all chup ho ja. I will talk to him. Nah dont stop me! Banda sun le dekh le phir parak le. Plus wo guse mein hoga sudden confession se . Give him space. You right now need to take care. I have to leave but Nisha will come soon with food. Uncle has been worried and hasnt eaten anything . Talk to him sort out with your father too ok? I am going and kuch bhi ho call me" Ruchi wiped her friends tears, kissed her cheek and left.
Her dad soon woke up, sat next to her "How are you beta?" In long time , he asked so lovingly that Imlie felt better just by his tone.
"Am good baba. Dont worry I will be fine" she said smiling trying cheer her dad
"I was planning to go village few months, but since you are not well am cancelling the plans" He said caressing her like a mother would do.
"No baba go, luckily not much injuries. Dont change plans because of this. I am ok , am sure doctor will let me go by tomorrow " She insisted, she knows how much her dad misses PD plus even though they disgree on almost everything he always made an effort for Imlie.
Next day she was discharged, her dad was going to leave in two days so he gone back to his room to pack and prepare for the trip.
Imlie was just staring out her window, when bell rang. She didnt bother to even get up, her dad will take care whoever it is.
After few minutes her dad came to the door, "Imlie beta, your boss is here wanted to talk to you. I will send him in" Imlie was double suprised, first her dad letting a man in her room and second Aryan came here? She got up slowly, making sure not to hit her already injured leg in anxiety.
She is not even sure what to say or react, somewhere she was angry at him too for not listening to her . He came in with bouquet of flowers. "Hi" he said placing the flowers on the table.
"I heard , I am sorry. Are you ok?" He asked genuinely as he stood there looking around the room.
"Thank you. No I am not okay" she replied, tears already starting to form on her edge of the eyes.
She mentally slapped herself for being weak infront of a person who doesnt have patience to listen to other side of story.
He sighed, "Look this is complicated Imlie. I was and am angry, I did lose my brother our baby brother. My other brother , Ayaan who came from New Zealand, he is angry too. But he is the one who made me understand. He told me sometimes we wont understand a person even in a lifetime. Yes he was our baby brother, but we didnt know what everyday he used to do. Hw got into drugs and yet i couldnt do anything. I tried everything. The point is I should have listen to you and let you show me whatever you wanted to show me" He said biting his lips nervously. Imlie frowned to see mighty ASR look nervous, but that made her feel a little better.
"Sit" she offered , Aryan sat on her work chair, waiting patiently.
She opened the chats and gave it to him without saying a word. He read everything, took him
some 15-20 minutes . Imlie even made him read the recents one, somebody messaged from old Vihaan number. At this point , she started sobbing finally letting it flow.
"Have you made your judgement Aryan?"she asked crossly.
"Imlie- i had no idea.. this is-" she interuppted him "Dont!" She said loudly.
"Mera kasoor sirf yeh that I am girl and a girl rejected a guy. That guy couldnt take the rejection. Mera kasoor yeh tha that i tried to talk to him by agreeing to go coffee with him. Mera kasoor yeh tha that I was mentally tortured by him and i threatned to kill myself. Mera kasoor ye tha ke i thought he is over me when there was no contact from him for months. Mera kasoor yeh that I confessed because i was guilty. You know how it feels to live in guilt 24/7? Guilt of someones death! Huh? Now again am being tortured by i dont know who!? They came into my room hit me on head! Still i couldnt do anything. Police also cannot help me because i dont know who it is!! I live in fear too now 24/7!!! I want to die!!!But am not coward either!!!! " She was yelling now, she threw things around her in anger. Aryan stood there looking ashamed, and regretful.
