WHY THIS DISTANCE

13| Aadriti

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The calming waves of water were hitting the rocks while the sun disappearing behind the sea.

My legs dangled on the rock bench as me and Agastya were sitting marine lines of Mumbai.

The place was filled with people of different age groups mostly couples who were enjoying the sunset with their partners.

I turned my head to stare at Agastya who was looking down the whole time watching the water hitting the rocks.

After leaving his parents house he stopped the bike near marine lines and we have been sitting here in silence for a few minutes by now.

To say I wasn't upset will be a lie, I knew meeting his parents will not go smoothly but I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

There are many questions in my head, many things I want to ask him and clear my doubts but I choose to stay silent.

I let him have his own space while still sitting besides him without uttering a word.

When he told me he had a step mother I was expecting her to be a little rude but she was the total opposite of it.

Infact she seemed more concerned about me and Agastya than angry because of this sudden marriage situation.

His dad though I really didn't expect him to slap Agastya like that. Which father behaves so rudely with their son? Definitely Agastya's.

I have grown up seeing volience in my house but never once it was directed at me or my cousins.

Though Aakarsh Bhai behaves like he is scared of my dad and Adwait bhaiya even he knows that they will never raise their hands on us.

Scolding? Yes! Getting angry? Yes! Shouting and slapping us? No never!

They both don't even shout at their staff.

I remember I once threw my glass in anger when we were having lunch and I had to get an 1 hour lecture from Adwait Bhai on how to control my anger and not to throw things around and waste money.

In our childhood, Me and Aakarsh bhaiya were running outside in the garden one day when he stumbled on a small plant and fell down and started crying.

I smashed that pot on the pavement breaking it into pieces. My dad had us both stand outside in the sun as a punishment.

According to them breaking nose and faces of people is more appropriate than breaking things to take out your anger, Nice logic!

I wonder what my family would think if I, by any chance go and return the favour of Agastya's dad.

Will they scold me? They haven't said anything about raising your hand on elder people if they are wrong.

But I think Agastya won't like it at all

"My dad wasn't like this before" I hear Agastya's voice which brings me back from my imagination.

I stare him as he continues looking down.

"He used to love me before, until my mom died" he mumbles.

I slowly grab his hand which was kept on his side and give him a lite squeeze.

"When I got to know that my mom died I cried so much, he didn't leave my side, he was- he was sitting there with me, holding me in his arms" his voice cracks and I feel him getting emotional as he talks about his dad's.