His Mistake

Falling in love

From the moment I saw her, I just never let go of her. It's true. No matter what you are reading in the parallel version of the story. I couldn't & wasn't able to fully let her go. But it was my lack of understanding of love & relationships in general which made me do so.

I could only hate her from far away because that's what I had learnt from my parents. Keeping hatred inside your heart. Spreading the venom in your veins too. And I just couldn't save Arpita from my poisonous bites & blunt remarks. It did reach her but what happened after that was she just became immune towards my venom.
But did she became immune towards my love & passion too? I didn't know.

10 years ago, we decided to go with the Thakur's on a pilgrimage trip. Haridwar, was the decided destination. We thought that if we would be able to save more time we would go to other holiday destinations as well like Uttarakhand, most probably.

On our way we realised that the brakes of the bus have failed terribly making the bus go out of control. We lost our way earlier too. Guess, who entered the  bus first, my mom. Mrs Maithili Malhotra or Ms Maithili Malhotra. Even after her marriage and birthing us, she used to pretend infront of the society that she is a single independent modern business minded woman because actually we had no solid business to begin with. Every business of ours failed pretty badly.

Do I hate my mom? Yes I do. That too alot. Alot of hatred in my heart for her but at time I didn't know how it would affect mine & Arpita's bond.

Everybody panicked. The bus driver tried to stop the bus by hitting some tree nearby. But he wasn't sure about the speed with which the bus is going to hit the tree. Like he just wasn't able to control the speed.

Avantika started crying out loudly. She held her mother tightly. While Arohi held Arpita's maasi maa, aunty Singhania quiet tightly. And Arpita was with her dad but busy looking out for me. My mom, just held herself & the exit door tightly. While my dad held Uday & Veer in his arms. I was all alone & quiet fearful.

I saw Arpita's face and there was so much care & concern for me. Her whole being was shaking with fear. Was she fearing all of the fear for herself only, like my mom?

She let go of her dad's hand and reached out for me. Meanwhile, the bus driver really really hit the bus into the tree.
Even the tree shook. We all were saved except mom who fell down from the bus very badly and rolled all over the road.

While Arpita & me strongly held each other. There, I fell in love with her kind heart, fearless soul & generous spirit.