Beyond Words

2.Vishrut

Vishrut POV

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"Good Morning," I said hugging her from the back, with my face nuzzled into the crook of her neck enjoying the natural scent of her body. "Good Morning...., Want some?", she asked showing the dosa that she had made for breakfast I nodded positively with a grin on my face showing her how much I love food made by her. Even though she is a Bengali, but cooks delicious South Indian food, she has that magic. "I love you", I said kissing her neck 

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I woke up feeling the same coldness around me. Getting up I got myself ready for the gym. It's usually how my day starts with the thought of her.

I grabbed a pair of blue denim and a white shirt I moved towards my car. I am a neurosurgeon. My day goes by seeing patients and performing surgeries.  with little coffee breaks in between. 

"Hey Leela" I answered the call from my best friend. "Hey, root", she calls me that 'root'. "stop that and tell me why did you call?" 

"guess what!!" I can imagine her wiggling her eyebrows." Did you get cancer? o my god", I said continuing her drama, "No you dumbass! I am getting married "I had to pull the phone away from my ear because of the way she shouted.

"When is the marriage?" I asked hating to attend another social event. It's not like I hate weddings it's just that they are so tiring. She briefed me about all her wedding and engagement preparations and timing, and by the time she ended the call, I was halfway to my home. For hell's sake, she is so talkative. 

Leela, I and Adaa three used to share a neighbourhood when we were younger, but as time went on we went to different palaces and had different lives. But I met Leela during my college days when she was pursuing her gynaecologist degree. But Adaa I don't know much about her, as far as know she is running her own company of interior designing.  Whenever I think about Adaa it reminds me of the days when she used to have a crush on me, so naive to her feelings.

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Leela came to Hyderabad a week ago to take care of wedding preparations and I am roaming along with her to all the places. It's been a week that I have not been going to the hospital regularly, not that I had something important that couldn't be handled on-call. Tomorrow is the engagement and the following week is full of functions and parties at last ending all of them next week with the wedding and reception party.

"Where are you, Leela? I can't find you here", I have been searching for her for half an hour in this stupid mall. 

"I am near H&M in the 3rd floor"

"I am coming stay right where you are", I said waiting for the lift. 

I entered as the lift came to a halt in front of me and there was a woman in faded blue genies and a white top, hair tied in a fishtail which made it look long and mesmerizing and that baby hair covering her face, eyes coated with linear, face covered with a mask, those honey brown. Just like that she passed by me. Her perfume is floral just lilies. That's so addictive. As soon as she disappeared from my sight I came out of my daze resuming my journey to Leela.

"Everything is done?", I asked I found her."Yeah let's go", We went to the parking. "Why didn't you ask Ram to come with you?", I asked adjusting my seat belt. "I want to surprise him with everything I buy, don't want him to see anything now", she said grinning like a kid. I smiled shaking my head unbelieving how she becomes a different person when it comes to him. I am so happy that she found her one and will be able to live with him for the rest of her life. I feel jealous now, a good one though.

Dropping her home I came to mine and landed on the bed for a much-needed rest. roaming with her is much more tiring than doing surgeries.

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"Send me all the reports and details", with that I hung up on my assistant.

My parents had come for tomorrow's engagement. She is like a daughter to them. They always wanted one but I'm a single child. "Veer come and have your tiffin", yes that is what they call me that is because my mom loves the movie Veer-Zaara. As I came to the dining table I could see no one neither my dad nor my mom so I decided to check the kitchen and there I found them with my dad hugging her from back, complimenting her. Their relationship, the love they had for each other can be felt in the air. "hmm....." I cleared my throat. Hearing me my mom elbowed him. "You need something you should have called me", she said resuming her work. "Nothing I just wanted to see what are you two doing but I think I interrupted something," I said with a teasing look. "You did", my dad said giving me an annoyed look."Shut up", my mom scolded him. "Come let's go to the dining table and talk, " she said, carrying chutney.

"I think you should get married too", my mom said. "Maa I need some time", I said resuming my food."I understand Vishrut but she is your past how many more years you are going to grieve over her? I know she was a very nice, loving, caring, sensitive girl. I have seen you both and how much she matters to you but I think it's time to move on", she completed. I don't know what to say anymore it happens every time, whenever her topic comes I shut down."I am not forcing you to marry someone, meet someone talk with them understand each other then only take a step forward." she said holding my hand. Not being able to answer I just nodded positively."Thank you" she said smiling widely. I felt the dining table early after that.

"I miss you" I said trying to feel her through the photo. Piya, my first and only Love the one that I wanted to spend my whole life with. She was my light in dark days, my sanity in rough days, and my hope for the future. But I lost all of them when she took her last breath in my arms. I can still feel her hand on my cheeks and hear her last sentences in my ears "I Love You"........

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