CHAPTER - 52

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Diya's POV:

When Papa dialled Arun's number, his mobile was switched off. I instantly checked his whatsapp. His last seen also showed a week ago. I felt a pang in my heart as it was still switched off from the last one week and my colour drained from my face.

"Papa, When I called him last week, it was also switched off. Still it is switched off. It means...." I paused, my heartbeats raising in fear.

My Papa and Maa looked at each other helplessly and I could see the guilt in their faces for sending him out without knowing about his good change.

"No No. My Arun is not a coward to think of ending his life for this silly thing. He just distanced himself by switching off his mobile. He will be here only, Papa. If we go to his music class, we can meet him. Don't feel guilty." I said.

He forced a smile and nodded. We headed towards his music academy immediately. But, he was not there either. They told us that he hadn't come for the classes since last week. I called and asked Nivas anna, too. He too didn't know anything.

I confirmed that he didn't want to disturb us and went far away from me. All my hopes were fading away and as usual I was crying, standing in the middle of the road outside the academy.

"Maa, I am sure, he went somewhere alone deliberately. It means he didn't want to meet me. Isn't it?" I cried, hugging my Maa.

"Diya, Please don't cry. Let's find him." Maa consoled.

"How Maa, his mobile is switched off. Even his friend doesn't know anything. At least, if I know his mobile's IMEI number, we can track him by using it. I don't know it either. How to find him? I want to meet him Maa." I cried, hugging her.

Papa took a deep breath, calming down himself and said,"Kuttima, He will definitely come back. Please don't cry. Let's try our best to find him through my police department friend unofficially. He will be somewhere here only. He just changed his workplace, I think."

I wiped my tears and nodded my head sniffing.

"And forgive me and Maa too for reacting impulsively with him. I think, We should have dealt with Arun with patience." Papa forced a smile. I could feel his guilt for separating my Arun from me. I couldn't bear his guilty face. My Papa hadn't done anything wrong from my childhood as far as I knew. He never felt guilty for anything. But Now, his eyes exhibited guilt and helplessness.

"It's okay, Papa. Why are you saying big words like sorry and all to me? Anyone who has daughters will behave like that only. You don't worry, Papa. He will be fine and he will come back." I forced a smile, leaving my Maa and hugged my papa.

He hugged me back, caressing my hair and said, "Sorry, Kuttima."

"Papa... He will come back." I said sternly from his chest.

Suddenly we heard an explosive sound and the dark sky was filled with firework lights. As it was the night before Diwali, people started celebrating. I remembered what I said to Arun. "Wait till Diwali. You will get a thing which is worth waiting for"

Tears formed in my eyes, feeling heavy...very much heavy in my heart. I was holding the heaviness of the mountain in my little heart, it seemed. My mind, heart and eyes were searching for Arun. But, he went far away, I understood. My eyes looked up at the sky in search of the moon from my papa's chest. I couldn't see the moon. Only stars were twinkling in the dark sky.

"What shall I do on the new moon day? Sun will be there. But the moon will not be there na." His words echoed in my ears, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Diya, please stop crying dear." Maa worried while she was already having tears in her eyes. Whether it is our happiness or sadness, it will automatically spread to our parents, I know. I didn't want my sadness to be contagious. As much as I love Arun, I love my parents too. I wanted them to be happy more than my own happiness.

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