CH : 30 - THE SURPRISE

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(AISHA)

'Hello', i picked up the phone as i checking our suitcase last time.
'Happy birthday Aisha' , anna wished me
'Thankyou so much Anna, i wish i could be there', i added after a pause
'That's no worry beta, u celebrate it with us every year, but this is your first birthday after marriage.,wait a second, did he know about this?' She asked and i m out of my words what to say.
'I..I.......' dammit, why it is so hard to speak about him?
'Aisha, beta kamsekam pta hona chahiye na use' she said
'Anna, leave na, its ok....,' i tried to make her understand
'Arey, beta par....'
'Anna, wo i think someone is calling me, i will call back later, ok its important i guess, ok bye' i said and cut the call. I sighed.
There is no way to escape from anna, darshan is out to call someone, after which we will order the breakfast. In some hours, that is 2 pm, we have the flight for ahmedabad, ahh.. Finally i will be there with my family.... Wait my family? And it suddenly strikes me of our divorce, we are a couple just i m front of others, but the way i m getting attached to his family is not good, i m sacred if..... My thoughts were distracted when i heard the door knob, its darshan.

He came mear me and looked at me, why his every look makes me uncomfortable but not in a bad way,
'Aisha, i have something to tell you' he said.
'Yes, tell na' i replied
'We have to go to mumbai, urgently' he said
'What.? ' what the heck he is saying
'Actually, i have an urgent meeting with a music producer today, naushad bhai just informed me'he said with a dull face.
'ohh... So when do the flight is.? I asked
'i haven't booked the flight yet i thought i should inform you first'he said
'So do it na, we will be late then'i said
'You have no prblm? Asked he.
'Why would i have? I said
'Ok'
He started booking flight in his phone and i ordered sandwiches and juices for us.

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We are now in the mumbai airport, its 3 pm by now, we haven't talk to each other for the whole day, may be its beacuse of embarrassment due to what happened yesterday and today, well.. I hope i can act normal but now i m thinking more about what Will he react when he got to no that its my birthday? Did he know? Obviously not, how would he be, common Aisha, but we are in Mumbai now, anna might tell him...Ahh..... I will explode one day due to this overthinking, let it be..!

I sighed and see through the window of the car., it feel so beautiful seeing those running trees in opposite directions as the car passes them, it feels like we are defeating them in a race, i pull down the glass of the window, the cold breeze touches my face, i love it, it feels like refreshing, throwing all your pain, genuinely.!

I didn't really realized when did we reached home, we got inside, darshan didn't wasted his time in freshing up and directly went for the studio after helping me with the suitcase.

I took a bath and switch onn the TV, i didn't like those serials and movies so i just stop at a music channel ,thats MTVBEATS, it reads, i made a bun and start putting back the clothes from suitcase to the cupboard,

I suddenly stopped at a familiar voice, i turn back and yes, i was right, its him..the song is like.,
Kyun khuda ne dii lakeeren,
Jisme zaheer naam nhi tera,
Likh rha hoon khwaab saare,
Yun toh shayar naam nhi mera...and it continues..

It feels so proud to see him like this in big screen... He looks good, was he is so beautiful and innocent since before or i feel it today because he is on TV..?

I completed all work and layed on bed with phone even though i didn't have any interest to scrool through phone or internet. Every year i celebrate this day in orphanage, not really celebrate bit spend my time with them, my small family, but this year, i couldn't went there yet, may be i can at evening so finally decided to go to the orphanage at evening. I Don't know when i slept but i woke up due to the doorbell of our home, i got up and go to open it, it must be darshan, i opened the door and found a courier boy, he handed over me the courier.

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