Parth And Niti (PaNi FF): Professionals At Work

Chapter Thirteen: The beginning of a new end ?

After almost a day, I was looking at her properly. Her one look was enough to let me know that I had hurt her.

Actually, had I?

Hurt?

No.

What about me but? My relationship with her was being toxic to me. It was suffocating me. I hated her behavior that continuously commanded promptness, she was limiting me .

Did she even love me ? If she really did, she wouldn't have doubted me so much. Maybe she didn't really love me, just like I didn't. Maybe even she mistook our friendship for love, or maybe infatuation.

"I don't love her." I replied after a brief hiatus.

"Parth, if she's the reason why you're behaving like this, then please, let me know."

"No Disha...You're just getting it wrong." I said. She was , but I wasn't in a mood to let her know that I felt something at all for my co-actress. I didn't want her to start off with the blame game anyway.

"Okay then. If you wish to talk to me, call me. Bye." She said and faked a smile. She was faking it, I could clearly make out. We had been friends since long.

"Umm, it's late. I guess , I should drop you." I felt it was better to be little courteous. Even if she was no more my girlfriend, she was my friend and I felt it was pretty decent of me to look out for her safety.

"Thanks." She said and I escorted her till a little distance, until we luckily came across a cab. Coincidentally, and unfortunately, I saw Niti there. Her cab had apparently broken down and the driver was fixing the engine or something. She stood there, and I tried getting away from her gaze until she saw me. WHY DID SHE?

Her half sleeves didn't do a good job of covering her arms in totality. She was shivering like anything and then her gaze met mine. She looked at me, then at Disha. She was across the street, yet her eyes reflected some major sadness that didn't go unnoticed by me. She was upset. I had upset her , yet again.

Why do I do such stuff ?

"Parth ? Let's go? " I heard Disha saying and I had to leave with her. Niti quickly straightened her face and tried looking all normal but I had caught her looking all lost. Her cab driver had fixed whatever he wanted to and asked Niti to get in. I wanted to ask her to come along with Disha and me but she probably was going to tear me up , that's how frustrated she looked.. What was wrong with me?

Okay I had feelings for her , some feelings , some weird feelings, some attachment, attraction or whatever but she wasn't a nobody. After treating her like she didn't exist for me for so long, was I really expecting her to be all normal towards me ? Why would she ? WHY WOULD SHE? Who was I? Not the prime minister, neither her favorite actor for her to be so nice towards me. She was a human before anything else who probably had her share of feeling stuff like every other human did and maybe she would take time, to come out of that stupid trauma I had put her through. Didn't know how long this phase was going to last but probably it wasn't going to end so soon. I should have been prepared to face this and not receive any of her goodness . Maybe I didn't deserve it in her opinion.

"Thanks for dropping me home." Disha said once we reached her place. "Bye. Good night Parth."

"Good night. Bye."

And here she was. One of my really good friends. It had been really long since I knew Disha and she was probably good as a friend, not as a girlfriend. Maybe I could do by not being so rude to her.

The next day stretched for a pretty long time. We had to give an interview , Niti and I, the fans had wanted to watch the two of us interviewing and actually behaving normal with each other, after watching those few Christmas interviews in which I was giving her a cold shoulder so I tried being a my normal self by posing for selfies, cracking few jokes and she laughed. She's probably the only who gets my jokes I guess. But it felt good anyway .

The day ended on a good note, with Disha breaking into the sets only once, that was late at night. We were supposed to go out with our common friends for dinner so that's exactly why she had turned up and sat through my entire scene with Nandini , the one that took place at Nandini's house and where Manik was supposed to have hiccups . The two of us were the only ones shooting and in the presence of Disha it was supposed to be pretty awkward but that awkwardness didn't last for long in totality. We were pretty chilled out and soon, I forgot the fact that Disha was watching the scene as well. Instead, I did the scene with Niti, the scene which took a pretty long time and so I told Disha that I wouldn't be joining her for dinner , and she reluctantly left.

I didn't try hanging around Niti in the entire day. She would probably talk to me when she felt like , like before, so it was no use to even try. She was anyway looking frustrated by my behavior last night and the only reason she was normal in the interview was because she had no other option. She was still angry at me, and she had every reason to be. I was prepared to tolerate it.

Two days after this particular incident, I was chilling in my vanity, reading the script for the day when my vanity door opened all of a sudden . It was Disha, who stormed into the vanity as if she was ready to pour a handful of her anger onto someone.

"So were you seeing her even before we broke up? I cant believe she was the reason after all. And you didn't even tell me about it? How could you?" She said as she walked towards me and sat next to me , cupping her face. By the looks of it, I could very well make out that she was crying bitterly. Now what?

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