Abandoned Wife

34. Complicatedly tied up!

"There's always a pull toward your past when you are trying to be happy with your future. It's hard to choose from being always complicated and tied up!!" 

Dia didn't leave the Rathod Mansion for the last two days. She was having a whole train of sweet memories, the love, the moments spent together running in front of her eyes. 

From the day she woke up and recalled her past, it was all filled with venom, bitter truth, dirty past, disgusting scenes flashing in her brains. But after sharing that few minutes in that dance stage being damn closed she suddenly is busy calling those lovable memories which were thrown out to the smallest and useless side of her brain which is now opened. That small treasure box got its key after that night and disturbed her totally from outside inside making her shaken. The love which was once meant for 'forever' was 'over' one day.

Was that really even love which she shared at that time with him?

Was that really real?

Was he in love with me? Or should I say is he really in love with me till date?

The same fucking questions which she didn't wanted to repeat ever again after that heartwrenching cry was popping again. She found herself in that same damsel in distress situation again, alone and lonely. Her insides were crying for help and support to get a push or pull to get on the right path, to determine what's right.

She has been hating him through all her heart after the day she dawned the truth to herself at least that's what she says. But now suddenly after almost spending three weeks there with almost every time he is around her she feels she shouldn't hate him. Her heart gives a pull to his side, to ask him why he did that to her, what was her fault to be punished like that, what she did for that deed. But everytime she tries, her brain just buries that all and shrugs it off. 

Right now, she misses her dad more than ever. She feels like to hold his hand like a child while crossing the road. She wants that fatherly protective shield and guidance who lets her know where to go, what to do and what not. She wants to see the world with his experience spectacles and not with her naive but lost out vision. She is tired of asking herself for help and in return was gifted with no response.

Dad… where are you? Please help me!!

Saying a lone tear escapes her eyes and she buries her face back to the soft pillow of hers covered in navy blue covers. The duvet was covering her body as the AC made the whole room cold and chilly with the lights and curtains closed in the broad daylight. Sanjeev enters the room to check on her and finds her on bed with this darkness around her and seeing this it only clenches his heart with pain.

Everyone was trying to get a word to word conversation with her but she remained silent or less interactive. She just stayed in her room doing work, sleep, eat and repeat while it only tensed others seeing her. Krish tried to call her as well but all she did was a simple text asking to be left alone for a few days. 

Sanjeev today couldn't bear to see her go through the pain of silence which kills a person slowly and steadily through inside. He did ask Farha what happened that night and whatever she knew she told them but no one could understand what havoc she had built inside her. So, he simply sat beside her on bed and gently caressed her head making a few teardrops roll down more. He switched on the lamp lights hanging on the wall, getting the room dimly lit and sat near her for a few minutes. He massaged her scalp softly and murmured a few good words not even being sure if she was awake or not.

"My… child you can't change the past or write your future but all you could do is try to make your present better. Stop caging… yourself like this as seeing this only makes our old heart clench, squeeze and bruise our heart. We can't bear to see you this mute and detached please get back to normal soon", he said with tears in his eyes and after some time left.