Angeline - His Uninvited Queen ✅

50 - Destined Meet

Arun's POV:

Me and Dinesh reached the Karnataka branch channel and half of the singing show was recorded by afternoon 3 o'clock. We had the next recording session the next day only. On exiting the set, Dinesh asked excitedly, "Anna, shall we go to any tourist places nearby?"

"No. I am tired. Let's go to our room and sleep," I replied as I was really tired because of travel by flight, and then about an hour by car and then continuous three hours recording session.

"But I am not tired. Please, let's go," he said with a silly face.

I furrowed my eyebrows, my hands removing my funny purple jacket which I was wearing with black T-shirt and black jeans. "But I am tired."

He held my hands, stopping me from removing my jacket and whispered, "Anna, don't remove your jacket. It's looking good on you. See your right side. A girl is eye raping you."

"What?" I immediately turned my eyes towards my right.

A girl, a participant in the singing show, was looking at me with seductive yet dreamy eyes. But she turned her eyes away as soon as I saw her and squeezed one of her eyes shut, biting her tongue in embarrassment. Her friends too shifted their eyes away, biting their lips to control their laugh.

I was more embarrassed than her and I wanted to vanish from the place immediately.

"Let's go." I gritted my teeth, shedding off the jacket in a trice and stepped fast.

He laughed, running behind me. "Anna, are you feeling shy?"

"My foot." I yelled. "Am I looking like a small boy to feel shy? I am irritated."

He laughed. "Why do girls sight the men who feel irritated? Why are they not sighting the men like me who feel happy?"

I glared at him. He was just 22 years old. Obviously, he would feel happy if any girls admire him. But how could I feel happy when my heart was torn into pieces as much as possible and I was just searching for my peacefulness? The tough experiences in life really make us a tough person.

Sometimes, I wondered why I suffered from childhood? Why did I develop bad habits? Why did Diya come into my life? Why did she try to heal me? Why did I heal and change my habits? Why did I marry her? And then why did I suffer again by losing her? Like a circle. Again, why did Angel come into my life? Why did she try to heal me? Why did I heal and start laughing again? Why did I lose her, too? Why was I again in the beginning position? The suffering! Like a circle again. All my questions gave me only one answer. Being as a caterpillar inside the cocoon is a kind of suffering. Coming out of the cocoon as a butterfly to face the cruel world is also a kind of suffering. Life itself is a suffering wherever you are, whatever you are. We are all just running in search of peace to get rid of the suffering.

When I knew this, and when I was searching for my peacefulness as a forever medicine for my forever suffering, how would I laugh at a silly girl's admiring eyes on me?

"Why are you silent?" He asked. "Not even laughing."

I turned my face towards him and faked a laugh dramatically. "Ha ha ha. Enough?"

He frowned. "You are always wandering in some tragic wonderland. Come out of it and get married. Everything will be alright."

My legs slowed down, my heart wrenching in the thoughts of Angel and the way I lost her somewhere in the vast world. Maybe if we were not separated, we might have married by now and both of our lives might have turned different. But a mistake of mine worsened both of our lives.

"What happened?" He broke my thoughts and added in a compassionate tone. "Consider marrying."

I took a deep breath and started walking again. "For what?"