Sandesh: It is all over.

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I send her home finally. It was all over, I was supoosed to be happy. I am happy for her but deep inside i missed her.

Right after sending her home. I went back to my home. My lonely and miserable life. Right after i got back to my gigantic mansion, i went to see my father. He was as usual in his study.

“Now that you are back explain to me why you went to your grandmother?”
See my soo called father doesnt even bother saying hello, let alone hugging me like what usual parents does. What Aditi’s father did when he saw her in their doorstep. Yes i followed her till she reached her home.

“no dad just i wanted to take a break.”

Then my father moved his gaze to the computer in front of him. He was clearly mad at me. But it wasnt something new.

I went back to my room and started doing my forgotten work. I was always busy. I have a company and school to take care off which means i have a lot of things to work on. When i was at my grandmother home, i got a call from our hotel manager that they wanted to organize a student prom in the grand hall as an act of charity and image.

I didnt said anything about it so i called the manager back to reject his stupid money wasting idea.

“yes sir.”

“listen that idea about free student prom in my hotel just dont think about it.”

“no sir. Please listen to me. we can have St. Mary students they are the best in town. They have a lot of academically talented students it will be about our image. We will have a reputation of supporting education and talent in our country. Sir this is going to bring us extreme reputation and business.”
He always talked a lot.

But St Mary was where Aditi studies.

“well ok.”

“yes sir. Thank you. We will arrange it on the coming saturday.”

“ok” i cut the phone then. Coming staturday? After 8 days. Will i be able to meet her? Will she come? There is only 1% possibility that she will come.
I know her, she doesnt like going to gathering. Moreover going to prom means being well dressed which was not her cup of tea. I just hope she will be there.

After i finished some of my work. I decided to go to see Aditi as i couldnt stop myself from thinking about her.

When i reached her home. I just sat there in my car about 20 meter away from her home. I had no idea what i was doing. After about an hour i saw Aditi coming out off her house. I decided to follow her by foot. I made sure that she wont be aware off my presense. When she was picking off books she made all this stupid but cute expression. She seemed to be very choosy with books.

Later i followed her back home. Thanks to all those people walking she didnt even noticed me.

I went back inside my car. I sat there doing nothing but staring at her house. I was trying to make sense of everything that i did. I had kidnapped Aditi to get revenge from her parents as... as they killed my mother. But what did Aditi do to get punished. Why the hell did i even thought off punishing Aditi. Man i hate myself.
Just then Aditi came out to her balcony. She looked full of despair. I  am the one who made her that way. I hoped she will be able to get out of the trauma i put her into.

I was still staring at her when Isneha called. She has been calling for thousand times already. This time i pick it so that i can end everything.

“yes”
“omg where are you? Where have you been? Why arent you here at the wedding? Everyone is worrie!”

“i called grane and told her i cant attend because i have work. ”

“but you cant just disappear with That Bitch.”

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