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Ayshu’s POV
I looked at the man who was standing in front of me, I find it very difficult to even smile at him.
‘Hi’, an awkward hi came from my mouth the moment I saw him.
‘Hi, how are you?’
‘Great and how are you doing?’
‘Oh, I’m doing good
‘Oh, good’, then there is utter silence and awkward smile at each other, I find it even unbearable and so uncomfortable. Five minutes were passed and neither of us ready to break this awkwardness.
‘Look, I can’t do it anymore, I missed you, my friend, how are you really?’, that one sentence from him is more than enough for me to have tears in my eyes. I looked at him blankly.
‘Look I found what had between you and that Hanan and how are things after that? I was really worried about you but never find the courage to face you even though I feel that maybe I’m also responsible for whatever fuck happened on that day, I’m sorry Ayshu, I never knew that it was all a part of her plan, I genuinely thought that she changed and she needed to make everything good between you two and that’s why I helped her if I knew this was all her plan I would never help her, I swear I promise’, he exhaled a long breathe that he was holding all these while.
I looked at him and smiled.
‘It’s ok Ishaq, whatever happens, was in the past and I love to leave it behind the past itself, I never want to make such a mess from whatever happened, I moved on, so you should be too’ I said by holding all the tears that were forming in my eyes. I always find it difficult to be bold whenever all the memories were rewind like a roller coaster right on my mind.
‘You may think that I’m saying all these to come clean and acting like an innocent soul in front of you, I swear I won’t mind even if you slapped me right now and all I want is forgiveness from you’, these words were seemed so desperate and he looked deep into my eyes.
‘What made you think that I never forgive you? I forgive everyone in my life including myself, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to move forward in my life. So you don’t owe me an apology and never think that I hate you, I never hated you in the first place because I know whatever happens it was all a part of her plan’
‘You are so good Ayshu and I always know that you are a pure soul who always believes in the best in others, but she made us all believe the opposite. I lost my friend after that and I want her back, he said
‘Sure silly, I’m your friend and I always will be, and don’t worry whatever happens in the past never comes in between our future’
He smiled and we agreed to keep in touch from today onwards.
When I entered the home, my mom was waiting on the footstep itself, what would be the new issue? She looked at me furiously and I smiled when I tried to escape from her, she stopped me.
‘Who was that? she asked
I looked at her clueless.
‘I’m refereeing to the person whom you spoke to minutes ago’, she said angrily. So that means some spies have already passed my conversation with my friend.
‘Oh that was Ishaq’, I said and tried to go into my room but she blocked me.
‘Ishaq, who was that?’, she asked me confusedly. Of course, she doesn’t know, in fact, she never showed any interest in knowing my friends.
‘He is my friend from school Mom, you may know him if you came to my school once other than for complaining about me to teachers.
‘Why he came to see you? And what is that you said to him that’s too in front of so many people, you know it Ayshu we have the dignity to keep, and if the girls of this family do something shameful, what others would think about our family?
That sentence alone could make me angry.
‘I didn’t do anything that makes this family shameful, he is a friend of mine and what is so wrong about speaking to him? We all are humans and humans can interact with each other. There is no difference in distinguishing between men and women and didn’t make any sense if girls are prohibited to speak to their friends even in the twenty-first century
She glared at me.
‘You always have something to argue with me and you are always like this, so stubborn that even I worried who would marry you if you live with such an attitude?’
‘Even if no one is ready to marry me, I would live happily. I don’t need a man to make my life fulfill’, I defended myself by declaring that.
‘Whatever live as you like, I’m not going to say anything’, she left the hall and I went to my room and closed the room. I need some alone time to collect my thoughts. She doesn’t know what her daughter has been going through, I thought all this was ended when she left my life, but time has always proven to me that nothing would end like that.
I took my phone, it still has photos of her and me and all that photos tell me how much I depended on her for my happiness and that’s why I felt dead when she did something as awful as that. But after hearing what she did to me I think it is the time where I should delete all these memories and try to create something new.
I pressed the delete button and every memory of my friendship with her seemed to be vanished just like she vanished from my heart forever.
Suddenly my phone beeped and when I checked it was none other than Anshu.
‘Hey, where are you?’, his text said.
‘I’m in my home just finished an argument with my mom’
‘Why? What happened?’
‘Oh, it’s nothing new, the same old never talk to a guy agenda’
‘And who did you talk new to make her angry?’
‘Oh it was just a friend, but she make it seems like I’m meeting my lover and planning our secret marriage’
‘Mmm’
That made me confused, after all, I said to him, he was justifying the situation by just an Mmm. What is wrong with this guy? But I don’t want to confront him that I was hoping for comfort from him.
‘Ok then, I have to go, we would catch up later.

    

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