My Birthday Promise (Editing)

Two days to go

Mohit

Rutt was busy packing her bag. She was leaving in two days. And this very thought was saddening. During our three years of courtship we were always together, except for those few days when she went to Lucknow to visit her parents. But even when she was there, I had this assurance that she was just 2-hours-flight away. This time it was different. Not because she was going to US for 15 days and I couldn't go there to meet her at my heart's will, but because she might have to move there permanently, if required, once her company finalizes the deal with the US based company.

I was somehow dealing with this saddening feeling until it changed into a bad one.

Why do I have a bad feeling about this all of a sudden? A feeling like this is not right.

This is not the first time I had a bad feeling about something. I remember I first registered such feeling when I was only 7 years old. My grandpa was at home and dying from cancer. Although I knew he was ill but I didn't know he was dying, although I had the feeling that something was not okay. My parents knew it would be only a matter of days before he would leave us and they kept it hidden from me. Later that night when I was in my room I had this overwhelming urge to go and check on my grandpa for some reason. I felt like I could feel some sort of commotion in the room even though it was really quiet in there. I ignored the feeling; brushing it off. I rushed out of my room five minutes later when I heard the loud cry of my grandma and my dad told me grandpa had just passed away. Even today I feel this horrible guilt like I should have gone in and checked on grandpa.

Second time was when I was around 9 years old. I would always walk down the hallway in the night without turning the lights on. Sometimes I had bad feeling about it but I never cared much and ignored my intuitions as I was blinded by ebullience of boyhood. One night I get to the end of the hallway and have a sudden urgent feeling that I need to turn the lights on. I went all the way back to my room and turn the hallway light on and came back. Just in front of where I had decided to turn around was a huge black snake, making its way from one room to another across the hallway. I was scared to death and couldn't even call my parents in panic.

I never had such bad feelings again until today, the feeling that something bad is going to happen soon. For once I thought about telling her but I was not sure whether she will understand what happened in the past or will consider it as mere coincidence.

There was a huge chance that it was all mere coincidence. Also, I recently read it somewhere that such feelings are most likely the reflection of what you fear the most. May be it was true. This new bad feeling might be because I was troubled by the thought of losing what I held dear. Rutt.

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Rutt

I hated packing. It was not my thing.

I was glad Mohit was there to help me out. Whether I asked or not, he was always there for me. It was impossible for me to think of a life without him now. I glanced at him. I could see he was lost in his own thoughts. He was never like this before, engrossed in his thoughts and giving me zero attention.

I stopped folding my bra when a naughty thought popped up in my head. I knew how to get back his attention. I knew how to redirect his thoughts back to me. I bit my lower lip and threw the bra I was folding at him. The bra fell on his head with one of the cup falling over his right eye. It looked like some weird eye-patch and he looked funny enough to make me laugh. He looked at me and it stimulated his laughing bug.

I had his complete attention now and this very thought sent a chill down my body.

Why do I always get a bit turned on when he gazes deep into my eyes?