𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕥

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It was very obvious to everyone except Neha that she was not okay. She was trying to force normalcy into their lives, acting as if everything was back to the way it used to be. Her attempts were visible in every action, from her overly cheerful demeanor to the meticulous care she took in daily chores. To an outsider, it might have seemed that Neha had moved on, but those who knew her well could see the cracks beneath the surface.

In her quest to regain control, Neha took on the ambitious project of renovating the entire house. It was as if she believed that changing her surroundings could help her escape the pain she felt inside. The parents, during their calls, detected an unusual and concerning burst of energy in her voice, one that seemed almost too enthusiastic. They sensed that this frenetic activity was not a sign of healing but rather a way for Neha to distract herself from her grief.

Despite her best efforts to appear fine, there were moments when her facade slipped. Whenever she saw or heard anything related to children, she would freeze, her expression becoming distant and haunted. Regina, who made sure to spend a lot of time with her, noticed these moments of vulnerability and brought them to Siddharth's attention. She knew that Neha needed to confront her emotions instead of burying them under a pretense of normalcy.

Siddharth had tried multiple times to have a conversation about their loss with Neha, but each time she managed to dismiss him, insisting that she had moved on and that they shouldn't dwell on the incident. Despite his best efforts to address their unresolved feelings and the strain it was putting on their relationship, Neha remained adamant, using her work and various distractions to avoid confronting the pain. Siddharth could see through her facade, but he felt increasingly helpless as she continued to force a sense of normalcy that neither of them truly felt.

It made him feel even more guilty, knowing he was in a position where he couldn't reveal that he was the cause of all this. The weight of his secret compounded his grief and frustration, making it harder to connect with Neha. Every time she brushed off his attempts to talk, the guilt gnawed at him, a constant reminder of his perceived failure.

Siddharth and Joseph decided that they should sped things up,

Sure'ah uncle?

Sure pa, avanga pesiruvanga. Neha needs this break, nee onnum kavala padhadhae.

( I'm very sure, Neha needs this break. Don't you worry we'll make her feel better)

Seri ok

( Okay alright)

Siddharth hung up on the phone call with Joseph and, looking around, he found a small boy staring at him. Siddharth smiled at the boy, who waved back enthusiastically. Siddharth chuckled and his mind drifted to his thoughts. Would his kids have smiled at him that way? Played with him that way? Would they have been sons or daughters?

Realizing where his trail of thoughts was going, Siddharth frowned and shook his head, trying to dispel the painful musings. He looked away from the boy, feeling a pang of sorrow. As if on cue, Chitti returned after finishing his work, and Siddharth welcomed the distraction, grateful for something to pull him back to the present.

Ippo neeyum un mamanarum yenna dhan plan pannirikinga?

( So what have you guys actually planned?)

Konja naal indha karanatha vechi, Neha va US ku kutitu pogalamnu iruken da. Inga irundha ava seri aga maata. Robo madhiri vezha vidhunu break yeduthuka maatra.

( We're going to use this as a reason to bring her away from here at least for a while. I don't see her improving if she's here, she's like a robot, she's not even resting.)

Idha pathi Neha kitta pesniya?

( Did you talk to her regarding this?)

Yevlovo try panni pathuten, kekala

( I tried multiple times, she won't listen)

Chitti understood Siddharth's struggle, 

Cheri, nee yen vara vara practice'la kuda olunga concentrate panradhu illayam? Ram sonnan

( Okay, and why are you not being able to concentrate much in your practices? Ram told me.)

Siddharth didn't answer, he simply sipped his water as he looked away to the little boy. His work, which had once been his passion and pride, now felt empty and hollow. The thrill he used to feel at the sound of an engine had dimmed, and the excitement of racing no longer gave him the same rush it once did. The losses he had endured made him question the value of everything he had sacrificed for his career, and he found no joy in the sport that had once been his life.

Ore vishiyatha nenachu, matha vishiyatha vitradha macha. Kashtha pattu kedacha yedham, pathuko. Yedhuna pesnumna sollu

( Don't abandon everything else while mourning for one loss , You have struggled really hard to reach this place, take care. Talk to me if there's anything)

However Siddharth simply shook his head, excusing himself from Chitti that he needs to go pick up Neha, Siddharth left.

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Ippo yedhuku idhu?

( Why this now?)

Neha asked her dean, who clasped her hands on the table and explained,

Indha exchange program oru electrophysiologist'ah unaku romba helpful ah'vum educating'ahvum irukum, namba hospital sarba nee ponna nalla irukumnu na nenaikiren. Consider panni paren?

( This exchange program will be really educating and helpful to you, I wish for you to go on behalf of our hospital. Why don't you consider?)

Neha still shook her head, despite knowing how beneficial this exchange program could be for her. The opportunity to work at a prestigious hospital in the US as an electrophysiologist for a few months was a significant career milestone. However, the thought of leaving home, even temporarily, felt overwhelming. She was not ready to face the challenges and changes that came with such a move, despite its potential benefits.

Illa doctor, neenga vera yarayachum consider pannunga , enaku interest illa

( I'm sorry doctor, you can ask anyone else. I'm not interested.)

Saying so Neha was about to stand up when the dean held her hand,

Neha, they have specifically chosen you because of your qualifications, inga ulla vera yaarum poga mudhiyadhu. So don't reject it so fast, nalla yosichi nalliki sollu.

( Neha , they have specifically chosen you because of your qualifications. No one else her can really go, so don't reject it so fast. I want you to think carefully and tell me your answer tomorrow.)

Neha was reluctant, but out of respect for her dean, she nodded and left the cabin. In her mind, she had already made the decision that her answer would remain the same. She couldn't imagine leaving behind the fragile semblance of normalcy she was trying so hard to maintain. Despite the opportunities awaiting her, the comfort of familiar surroundings felt like a safer, albeit confining, choice.

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Losses , especially of people can cause us to see things differently. Like how for Neha she is clinging to her job, while Siddharth is unable to see it the same way.

Some ppl force interest, some ppl lose interest.

People cope with losses in different way. thats what im trying to show, hope its understandable. Sorry if its hard to catch or not good guys.