Back In Time

~epilogue-III~

A/N:

Can I take a minute to say I had REALLY not expected you guys to like the last chapter so much? If it hasn't become obvious yet, I'm a CRAZY overthinker and lots of stuff that has happened lately, had me thinking about all this. About relationships, about gender roles, about family etc etc etc.

Yes, I had never planned on writing BACK IN TIME. And in all honesty, most of what kept happening with Meera and Vedant throughout the novel, was just me observing things around me and letting this novel be the outlet for my emotional turmoil about so many things in the past year.

There was a time, I was so negative about the World. Where I was sitting and wondering, what is the point of a woman studying as much as a man if she would be forced by the society to take a backseat career wise? I was mad in general when I'd written chapter twenty five. But one day later I also realised, I'm a fairly analytical person.

I hate JUST discussing problems. I want answers to my questions, I want solutions, I like when people try to reach a conclusion. Like I always say, I LOVE conclusions! I can't control the World, but I can control my characters and how they deal with problems in their life.

Meera and Vedant don't get a picture perfect solution because honestly, I don't have answers to all my questions either. But I made sure they found a way to work things out on their own, and that they will never stop trying to understand each other. And I believe, in this fast paced World with everybody running to make their dreams come true, finding one, stable person worth slowing down for, is all that matters.

Okay, I did not mean to sound this philosophical. But if any of you is a writer here, you'll know what happens once the dam of words unleashes itself, lol.

Here's the last part of the epilogue, a little peek into their future and how I see the two of them come to terms with reality.

Enjoy!

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"Chai for Ms. Modi!"

Meera turned on her spot, raising her brows at him. Vedant blushed, "Sorry sorry. Mrs. Shah. Happy?"

She grinned, grabbing the Styrofoam cup from his palm and bringing it close to her lips. Blowing at the hot tea she replied, "Very happy."

Vedant settled next to her on the stoned flooring at Marine Drive, nursing his tea cup in his palm, "I kind of dig the surname Modi though. It suited your name better."

Meera chuckled, "I wonder why you didn't come up with that before the marriage registration."

"Well..." he started, his voice playful and teasing, "...I was kind of looking forward to sharing my surname with you."

She rolled her eyes at that.

They enjoyed the quiet and the sight before them, until Meera stirred, "By the way, I feel like we've never...discussed children."

Vedant shrugged, "What's there to discuss? They're cute."

She shook her head, "Not like that. You know...I want this marriage to be complete in every way."

He nodded in response, "That makes the two of us."

"So...we must have kids."

Vedant looked amused, "Well...let me know if you need my help with that."

Meera rolled her eyes, "I'm not kidding Vedant!"

He laughed, fascinated at how much she seemed to have changed after their marriage; even when it had only been about a month. She almost looked cute when she was angry.