CHAPTER-3: I regret meeting him

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RUHI POV

I was sitting behind my desk, going through all the answer sheets that I had collected after today's biology test. My seat was at the far corner of the staff room and I right beside mine was my bhabhi sa's chair.

It has been 10 months, I left my PG residency life behind and returned back to my hometown. It isn't a very big or modern town rather it is a very traditional place. The culture is still deep seated in the roots of this small town of Rajasthan and I am so proud being a part of this place.

After leaving medical my life behind, I joined one of our school as a biology teacher and I never guessed that I would enjoy this profession so much. After few months I was alloted 11th standard as a class teacher. Here students are very cooperative and willing to learn.

You must be thinking that do I regret anything that my life has led me into till date? Then, the answer is YES.

I regret meeting Tejveer, I regret sacrificing myself to save someone else's life so never cared about me, I regret trusting someone so much to give my everything to them, I regret befriending someone who I shouldn't have.

I REGRET TRUSTING HIM

I was deep in my thoughts when bhabhi sa informed me about the arrival of our guests. I heard Bhai sa, that jijo sa was coming here for inspection and investing in our textile business. If he agrees to invest, then many more will get a chance to have a comfortable life in our smalltown.

I rushed inside my home while adjusting my odni on my head. We can't wear anything else other than rajputi poshak and saree but that too occassionally. I was heading towards my room when maa sa stopped me on my way.

" Ruhi, sun beta. Upar Jaa Rahi hai toh Zara hukum sa ko bhi bula lena. Kehna khana taiyaar hai aur sab unki rah dekh rahe hai.......aur sun apna chehra dhak Lena" my maa sa is a very sweet lady but she likes to follow her traditions strictly.

But why did she asked me to cover my face? Jijo sa is already married

I shrugged and brushed off my thoughts. I knocked on the door of room right infront of mine.

Knock

Knock

" Khula hai Dhanraj....ander aa jao" I heard a heavy male voice but why does it sound so familiar. I gently pushed the door open but what greeted me was out of my imagination. I felt the air knocked out of my lungs when he finally turned around to face me.

What is he doing here?

He was standing infront of me in nothing but a towel wrapped low around his waist. He looked a lot bulked up and muscular but his eyes looked tired and emotionless. He looked nervous and a little flabbergasted.

He looked anything but Aarman that I've known earlier

" Ji....ji aapko neeche bulaya hai" I said and rushed out without even turning around.

Later, during lunch I didn't even tried going out of the kitchen and asked bhabhi sa to look after the serving while I will look after the kitchen work. Thankfully today me and bhabhisa were wearing same colour poshak and the pattern were somewhat similar.

Getting a chance, I sneaked out of the kitchen and headed towards terrace to gather my clothes. I hope they must be dry by now.

I was pulling out my clothes from the rope but shrieked when I felt a hand wrapped around my wrist. I turned around and pulled the clothes close to my chest.

" Ru.... Ruhi....tum...tum meri Ruhi hona?" I heard his heavy voice but decided to ignore him and walk out of that place.
( You....you are my Ruhi ?)

I didn't even looked at him and headed towards my room, leaving him alone. I don't know what kind of a game my life is playing with me right now but this is getting too much for me to handle.

Lately, I've thought that finally I'd be able to move on in my life and forget everything that has happened with me. I thought now I'd be able to live a carefree and normal life but who am I kidding.

Meri zindagi kabhi normal ho hi nhi sakti





AARMAN POV

I excused myself and followed that girl who came to my room earlier. As I crossed the threshold of the terrace, I saw that same girl pulling out dry clothes from the rope. I couldn't help but wrap my hand around her raised hand.

She jolted on my touch and took a step back. She looked scared and stiff but soon relaxed a little. My instinct and gut filling said that she is my Ruhi....my soul.

" Ru.... Ruhi....tum...tum meri Ruhi hona?" I can't tell how difficult it was for me to utter those words. My throat felt clogged due to the lump. My eyes were burning due to the unshed tears and it took everything in me to not let them out.
( you are my Ruhi)

I was waiting for her answer or just a word....anything but she didn't said anything and moved inside leaving me alone.

I don't know for how long I was standing there, drowning in my own deed. I was about to move inside but something caught my attention. I walked closer towards it and picked a heavy golden anklet in my hand.

These are the same anklets that I've seen in my Ruhi's place once when I went to pick Aaru after returning from my construction site.








My lips stretched in a soft smile- the woman who walked away from me just now was indeed MY SOULMATE.




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Aarman has finally come face to face with his Ruhi.

Now let's see what he will do to win her back or will he get enough time to do that.




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