The Two Fates [Published On Amazon kindle]

Chapter 7

"Are you sure nothing happened?" Lekha asked for the hundredth time. Laksh narrowed his eyes, irritated "I told you! We were just talking...and then she suddenly fell unconscious". Lekha stared at her big brother, still unconvinced.

They were seated on the couch of the office room, Laksh recounting the incident. Anya had been taken to her room upstairs, where she lay in bed resting.

"Is she sick or something?" Nikhil asked, seated next to Lekha. "I don't know" Laksh looked at his cousin who was sitting beside him "what do you think Dhruv?"

"I think she was hypoglycaemic, that's all" Dhruv said casually. Lekha raised her eyebrows in mock surprise "please speak English doc!"

Dhruv smiled "her blood sugar level must have come down suddenly, it happens sometimes, due to stress" he explained, "or else" he gave a malicious wink at his cousin "he must have successfully impregnated her!"

"Damn you guys!" Laksh swore angrily while others rolled in laughter "that's disgusting! Anyway even if I did" he joined in their funny banter "it's too soon to tell isn't it?"

"Whoa!" Lekha widened her eyes "we don't want the details, thank you". Laksh grinned at her, "knew you would say this!"

"She seems sweet though" Dhruv said "your wife, she doesn't at all seems to be like...her cousin" he carefully avoided using the name.

"I don't know" Laksh simply shrugged. He couldn't tell them whatever exactly had happened. He himself was confused and puzzled at her behaviour. Surely he'd caught her hand, that was all; his intentions were nothing more than that. Why then has she acted as if he were a monster? He was surprised beside himself.

"I never saw her during your engagement you know" Nikhil said, as they continued the conversation "how come we never saw her?"

"Maybe she didn't attend; if she did, I would have spoken to her" Dhruv said, "maybe we would have been friends".

"Hey watch it bro!" Laksh said, slightly abashed. Dhruv winked at him "dude! Only married for a day and you're already possessive about your wife huh?"

Laksh looked away, somehow wondering what made him mad about what Dhruv had said about her. "I...respect her" he said quietly. Before Dhruv could reply however, Nikhil got up "I need to get to the construction site, I'll see you guys around".

Dhruv did the same "guess I'll move too! My shift starts any time now". He waved at the others and walked off with his elder brother.

"Don't mind Dhruv! He was just messing around" Lekha told him as soon as they were out of earshot, "so did you check on her?"

"No" he said simply. "What?"yelled Lekha, "how can you be so heartless?"  He shrugged "I'm sure she's fine... like Dhruv said, she's probably hypoglycic.. or whatever that means".
She glared at him "just be with her" she said. He walked off without a word.

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"Anuu?" Her father was screaming, "come and get this!" She threw her doll away and ran towards him. He had his arms outstretched, a small lighting thing in his right hand.

"What's that papa?" She yelled, almost reaching him with excitement. "I won't tell you, come and see for yourself!" He laughed at her.

She was panting as she finally reached her father's side "please papa!" She squealed, touching his hand.

He showed his blood stained hand, dripping red. She let out a scream and he was fading away. "Come back!" She screamed into the darkness.