Broken Relations

Storm after the silence

Next morning
Author's pov

Isha slowly woke up, holding her head. Her head ached. She opened her eyes and looked around her. Her room was empty. She tried remembering when and how she came in her room, but her mind seemed to have gone on a leave, as it hardly could remember anything from the previous day.

Holding her head, she sat up on her bed.

"Bappa, mera sar kyun itna dard karraha hain?" she mumbled to herself, massaging her head.

She again looked around the room. Her gaze stopped on her nightstand. There was placed a tray with a cheese sandwich, a mug with coffee, medicines and a letter. She frowned in confusion. Shoving till the edge of the bed, she took the letter and unfolded it. As she read the letter, her eyes grew wide in realization of what happened yesterday.

Isha,
I know tum jab uthoge toh most probably tumhare sar mein bohot dard hoga aur tumhe kal ka kuch yaad nahi hoga. It's okay, don't worry, aisa kuch bura toh nahi hua, sab se pehle please tum breakfast karlena aur dawaii bhi khaa lena sar dard ko kam karne ke liye. And relax, I think tumhare paas shayad kisi aur ka drink aa gaya tha yah phir pata nahi, but you got drunk....

Reading the word "drunk" Isha's mouth fell open.

"Drunk? Main? Drunk? What just..?" She talked to herself, still seating on the bed. She held her head again, took a deep breath in and out and started to read the rest of letter.

But it's okay, I guess. Kuch hua nahi, main pure time tumhare saath tha. Actually, main subha tak toh yahi tha, but then rao saheb ka call aa gaya and I had to leave, toh I am really sorry for that. Make sure to eat your breakfast and take in your medicines. College mein milte hain.
Shantanu.

Isha looked confused up from her bed. What must have happened, yesterday? She went in front of the mirror and looked at herself. Her hair was kind of messy. Her eyes were puffy red. She putted her hair behind her ear.

"Yeh kya hogaya? Main drunk kaise hogayi? Kya Kiya hoga maine, Shantanu se kya kaha hoga, Bappaa, main taiyar ho kar college jaati hoon aur waha hi pooch leti hoon...aga mera sarr!" She said to herself in the mirror, holding her head by the last sentence.

"But main drunk hui, toh hui kaise? Kal ham....(thinks)..dance karrahe the...dance karne ke baat...woh waiter aaya...aur phir toh maine sirf juice hi piya..phir....uske baat...mujhe sahi se kuch yaad kyun nahi aa raha hain," she said, not able to believe that she got drunk. She still stood in front of the mirror. Her fingers were on the side of her head as she tried to remember anything regarding the previous day.

Tired, she turned around and threw herself on her bed. "Kya hua hoga kal? Bohot suna tha, insaan drunk ho kar yeh karta hai, woh karta hain, but maine kya kiya? Aur yeh Shantanu...letter main nahi bata sakta tha, yah thodi der aur nahi rukh sakta tha jaha?," she muttered to herself as she laid on the bed.

"Mat jao nah, thodi der aur rukh jao nah?" These words said yesterday by her, flashed down through her mind along with a blur vision of her and Shantanu. Immediately, she sat straight on the bed.

"Maine yeh kaha kya Shantanu se? Bappa, pata nahi, yeh sach hain? Yeh sab kyun aa raha hain aur itne dhoondhle kyun, saaf saaf kyun nahi.....Offooo, tum kal drunk thi, yeh sab kaise nahi hoga?"

"Offooo, iss aadmi ko toh Romance ka R bhi nahi pata hain."

Again, something echoed through her mind, giving her a blur view of what could have happened. Her eyes grew wide in astonishment.

"Yeh sab maine sach main kaha kya? Yeh kya....mera dimaag kharaab horaha hain yeh sab soch kar upar se mera sarr...Bappa yeh kya karwa rahe ho mujhse?" She said, in a low voice.