I woke up in the morning and first thing I checked was my phone for Shruti's text. But there were no texts. I plugged in the charger as my phone was about to die and headed over to the bathroom. I took a warm shower and was feeling fresh.
My mother served breakfast. We both sat together and had breakfast. My mother asked," How are the preparation for the boards going?"
I replied," They are going nice."
I finished my breakfast and checked my phone but there were no messages. I was not feeling comfortable today. Something was wrong with me and I was unable to figure out what was wrong.
I went to Aditya's house and played video games for an hour. I was playing the games but was not into it. And suddenly Aditya's phone rang. It was my mother. Aditya paused the game and handed the phone to me.
I answered the call. My mother said," Where are you? Come home right now." And banged the telephone. I was now quite scared. I was wondering what the fuck did I do wrong? I ran home as fast as I could.
I reached home and saw my mother crying. I was shocked. I asked her," What's wrong mother? Why are you crying?" She didn't reply and continued crying. I was now really scared. I asked her again," What's the matter mom?"
She replied in a soft voice," Your father had a heart attack this month and has been admitted in the hospital." After hearing this I was shocked. I immediately asked," How is he now?"
She replied," He is very critical and even doctors have given up."
After hearing this I couldn't held my cry and started crying.
She said," We need to go to Delhi."
I nodded and moved towards my room.
My father lived in Delhi to manage our business. He was the owner of a well known bicycle company. The company was named as The Naik. I had not seen him since I was seven. We usually used to talk on phone.
My mother started packing our things in a suitcase. She told me that our flight was at 4 pm. I checked my watch, it was 1 pm.
I ran to Aditya's house. I told him everything and I told him that we were leaving for Delhi at 4 pm.
I asked Aditya," Would you do me a favor?"
Aditya replied," Yes, for sure".
I said," Let it be, no point in doing that".
He said," But what?"
I replied," Now I am going to Delhi and may be I won't come back ever, I wanted you to tell Shruti everything but let it be, there is no point in telling her when I would never be hers".
Aditya said," But she should know that you liked her".
I replied," Promise me Aditya, you won't tell this to anyone not even Shruti".
Aditya replied," But...."
I said," Promise me..."
And Aditya promised me that he would not let anyone know about this, not even Shruti.
I took Shruti's pen and the bandage kept them in my pouch and packed them in the suitcase.
I messaged Isha,
Arjun: HiI was waiting for a reply. And was even thinking of my Dad. He gave us everything and we never had a feeling of insecurity even though he was not with us....
I started memorising my childhood memories with my Dad. We used to play hide and seek and he used to get caught purposely to make me happy. He was such a legendary father. But I also thought we had so much money but still he was after money. He should have left his business and should have given us time. He could have started his business here or had taken us there.
There were mixed feelings running inside me. I couldn't understand what to do, what to feel.
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The meaning of Love
RomanceThis is a story of a rich boy named Arjun and a pretty girl, Shruti. Arjun wanted relationship but Shruti didn't.....Welcome to their sweet, fightful, annoyful, romantic love story: THE MEANING OF LOVE