The next morning,we woke up and went to Meghna's flat.I silently went into my bedroom,bathed and changed into my pyjamas.Being a Sunday,I had to stay at home,responding to all the flurried questions from Meghna and Abishek.I didn't feel like going out of the bedroom,it was all so mortifying.I seriously have no idea how to face them.
"Aarthi,I'm hungry!",Virat called.
"You shameless moron.I'm hiding here like a rat and you are screaming out there without the least bit of awkwardness from what happened yesterday.",I mumbled and went to the hall,following his voice.
"Wait!I've just come back.I can't keep running round the clock!",I screamed at him.
He surly didn't understand why I was in such a rage.Meghna and Abishek giggled and gave each other a hi-fi,seeing the scene from the dining hall.
"But Aarthi,you might have rested last night!",Abishek called out.
I stood frozen unable to respond to all these.I wish I had more experience in this field.I'm a little green behind the ears at all this,I wish they'd understand that.
"Not as much as you rested on the day you took Meghna out for dinner.",I said,walking to him.
Gawd,it worked so well.Abishek zipped his mouth and Meghna was all red.I went to the kitchen and made some breakfast for all of us.
Two months later,
I woke up with the feel of nausea on another morning of August.I've been vomiting severely from last month but I didn't let anyone know about it.But today,its terrible and I don't feel like going to work at all.Its almost seven thirty and I've missed my bus anyway.Virat has gone to see his dad who has come to Mumbai o spend some time with his son and Abishek has gone along with him.So,there is no one to drive me there as Meghna has college.
"Hello,madam...not going to work,eh?",Meghna asked,popping her head into my room.
She has recovered from the accident and is now happily hopping around.I make breakfast and she cooks dinner cause she comes back from college before I'm back from work.Its been a regular schedule for all of us.Virat and Abishek have gone back to their house and we supply them their food.We go out during the week-ends but its been pretty hectic lately.
"No,Meghna.I'm sick."
"Why?What's wrong?",she asked,walking to me.
"I don't know.....I've been vomiting for the past one month and today I feel too uneasy and I....",I stopped,wishing to take back all the information I spilled out.
I didn't want anyone to know I'm sick.I don't like the attention they give to sick people.I usually like to manage things on my own.Its become a practice since I've handled everything by myself ever since I was twelve.
"You never told me,Aarthi!What the hell do you think of yourself!You've been working your fingers to the bone with all this sickness!"
"Meghna,its ok.Its not been that tough for me.Only today its been this bad.",I lied.
I'm been pulling myself together for a long time.I totally lost any track of my health between work,chores and studies.
"Come,lets go to the doctor!"
"No need for a doc...."
"Shut up,Aarthi.No arguements,you are coming!"
I cursed myself for spilling the beans and got ready to go to the doctor.We went to the hospital and waited for our turn to see the doctor.When we went inside,Meghna never let me open my mouth until she finished her side of the explanation.
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Blinded by love
Teen FictionAarthi,the passed out twelfth grader who has come out with flying colors is an ambitious and philosophical young lass.She grows up to be an independent women,dealing with the perplexity of life all by herself.Although she trained herself to be flex...
