Life without him

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It's been exactly 100 days since I last saw him ,since i saw those bright eyes filled with love, that adorable crinkling smile and himself on the whole. Yes i miss him. I miss him so so much. It would be a huge lie if i say that i don't care about him and do  not miss him. Not one day has goneby without thinking about him atleast for a second. Whether he is happy or if he had eaten or slept properly or is he living okay. Sometimes i think too much about it, i go to the extent of calling him and asking him but the moment i start dialing his number his betrayal flashes before my eyes and i stop whatever the hell i was doing and just stare into empty space. That has been a daily routine for me for the past 100 days. My Kartik ,my mendak ,my prince charming whom i thought was gonna be my lifeline for infinite years together shattered all of my dreams on that single day and that day was 'THE ENd' of our relationship. Such was our ill fated state. As much as i think about it I don't think he reciprocates the same way because he will have a new set of people to take care of, A new family new surrounding everything new and that has now become a part of his world. My Kartik is not solely mine anymore and that thought pierces my heart every day..

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Currently i live in Mumbai because thats where i run my dance academy. I am happy that atleast one part of my dream still remains intact and is not affected by others. That has been my only source of peace and a little bit of happiness these past few months. When i was reduced to nothing dance was what gave me all the strength i needed to overcome the hardness. It gave a ray of hope within me ,enlightened me and has been my only pillar of support during hardships and i am very thankful for that. Apart from the academy i go around in the evenings roaming in the beaches of Mumbai and try finding solace with nature. That's my life now. Academy to beach to home ,then again the full cycle. I don't find myself indulging in any fun activities because they will all bring back memories of him in someway or the other and i didn't want to risk becoming a emotional mess in a public place. The rest of my family was in Delhi. We were all living there happily but after what happened i decided to move here. And about him, i am still not sure about his whereabouts. He must be there in some part of the world , somewhere happy with his new partner. I still couldn't digest it that he had done like that. When i heard it first i didn't give a damn about it because i know him very well and didn't want to believe in such rumours. One day when i confronted him regarding that during some quarrel he remained numb ,his silence giving the answer i didn't want to believe. Since then its been hard moving on especially when all you had dreamt about was spending your lifetime with that person.

     After my evening stroll in the beach i was returning back home. My apartment was the one that stood facing the sea and had its own special corner where at times i cuddled up with a cup of coffee and stare at the wide open sea. I had a very few limited friends here but they were the best among the best. One amongst them was my neighbour Payal. She was a fashion designer a true diva in the sense but was so pure at heart. She was one of the few persons here to know my story and has always been with me as a beacon of light. Payal and her husband lived next door and sometimes i used to go for dinners along with them especially when they dragged me out of my apartment because i seldom came out of it. That folks is the boring lifestyle of Ms. Naira Goenka(not sure anymore)/Singhaniya.

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That day evening when i switched on the tv i didnt know i was in for a big surprise. I didnt watch much on tv coz there was nothing that interested me but i did watch news mostly. Breaking news had just gotten over about some strike going on somewhere and then other news started. Then i heard something that made me spit the water i was drinking all over the carpet. It musn't be true, that cant be possible could it ??I was sure he was in some part of the world other than India but now he is returning. Yes ladies and gentlemen !!! the news headlines whereas follows " Youngest billionaire Business Tycoon Kartik Goenka will be returning back to India after a 3 month trip to the US regarding business investments. This time his company is targetting something new and the entire business world is highly anticipating it" The headlines actually shocked me less because i knew one day or another i had to meet him but what totally shattered me was the footage they had shown on Tv repeatedly during his news- it showed Kartik walking in the airport suavely and along with him the snake that had wrecked my life like this , Tanya Roberts.

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