I should have known meeting Advait after so long was bad news. He was the bad news in my life.
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Advait was the only son of Vitthal Thakre. He was Vitthal's dil ka tukda. Advait had an older brother, Vibhuti. He was Vitthal's elder brother's son. Unfortunately, when Vibhuti was ten years old, his parents died in an encounter with an opponent party. Vitthal adopted him. Vibhuti loved his younger brother Advait insanely. Vibhuti and Vitthal could do anything for Advait. Anything possible, and even impossible, in this world. It was a scary fact. And for me, it was the worst fact. Because Advait wanted me since the first time he saw me. Over the years, Vitthal had grown a reputation. He had done anything possible, legal, illegal, crime, trafficking, murder, kidnapping, or even mass killing of the opponents, to remain in power, to keep his chief ministry. I called him rakshas. He was powerful. He was rich. And he was dangerous.I had assumed or can say, thought that Advait had forgotten me as I had him over the years. But unfortunately, I was wrong. He never forgot me. He was just bidding his time. He was waiting for a perfect opportunity. And it has come in the form of my admission to GMC Bhopal.
I returned to the lounge room, overthinking about meeting Advait. I halted once I noticed Vitthal sitting on the couch and laughing with Baba. My brother and sister were polite and Aai was docile and respectful. Vitthal's gaze stuck on me as I sat back beside Aai. He questioned, "Jheel?" I nodded, avoiding his gaze. He laughed, "You are still the chubby girl!" I didn't like the tone he used. It seemed downgrading. I didn't speak as Baba had instructed me. We were there for half an hour. Baba told him about my admission.
As we were leaving in the car, I gazed up at the balcony of the residence. My breath hitched when Advait's gaze found me. He was drinking something from a cup and leaned against the railing. He smiled and raised the cup at me in a gesture of goodbye. I forced a smile and looked away. I didn't want to see him again. I didn't look back and closed the window.
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We were in the hotel. We were resting. Tomorrow we were going back to home. We found the apartment I would be living in. It was one BHK. It was safe, families rented the apartments in the three storey house. It was pure vegetarian family. It was perfect. After one month, college will start. I will shift here then.
_It was after fifteen days in our hometown that Baba got an official transfer letter. He was getting promoted and transferred to Bhopal. It changed everything. Baba and Aai will live with me now. My brother and sister were away to their respective colleges. Our house would be in Bhopal. Baba was given a government apartment. It was in mp nagar. I just couldn't digest this sudden change. My family was moving with me to Bhopal. I would not be alone. Strangly enough, I was not happy. Not because I didn't want to live with my family. No. It was because of an intuition. A gut feeling. I was suspicious. The transfer was not because of Baba's good work as the office and seniors told Baba. I never doubted Baba's professional expertise. My mind went back to the conversation I had with Advait. I had told him I wanted to live with family. And now this happened. I know thinking such thing was ridiculous. It was not connected at all.
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But only if it was not the truth because it was. Indeed it was Advait's doing. I should have known that, seen that coming.
_College started. We offically moved to Bhopal. Baba joined his new office, Aai took care of our new home. The apartment was three BHK. A fully furnished and equipped house. It was kind of luxurious, a far cry from our middle class humble home. Everything was so new. It was a little difficult to adjust to the new place. I now had my own room.
Today was first day of my college. I was excited yet nervous. First fifteen days were foundation course where we will be taught of the medical field, emergency medicine, general instinct in the medical field, and ethics and communication. Baba and Aai dropped me off. We clicked pictures together. Baba made face and was reluctant. He refused at first too. I ignored his usual rude behaviour to me. Nothing could dampen my mood today.
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Advait's Jheel || 18+
Romance⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has b...