A to Z

Chapter 2

She was 26. That night she said yes to her mother, who was constantly asking her to get married. She had lost the confidence to settle with a man of her choice. Maybe her parents would do the needful. They had called her to come home and meet a prospect. She was not in a mood to quarrel so she agreed. Her chain of thoughts broke, when her cell phone started ringing. It was her father. She told him about the delay because of heavy rains. She tried to divert her mind and started thinking of the names of the different airlines which she had boarded in the past. Indigo from Delhi to Amritsar and vice versa, Vistara from Mumbai to Delhi and vice versa, Air India from Delhi to Mumbai and now ......

"Hey, is that your boarding pass?Could you please tell your name?" Someone asked her..

"SpiceJet!" That's what she said. She was still in that momentum.

"Then it is not yours." He laughed. "Ummhhh.. Zoya ,,, Mumbai to Delhi...SpiceJet!!" She said. He responded "Arjun, Mumbai to Delhi, SpiceJet."

She smiled and took her boarding pass from him and he sat next to her seat. Zoya started thinking where she might have dropped it. Arjun caught her expressions and said that he found it inside the coffee shop under the table. Thought that she might be near the gate. She said thank you to him.

She took out her phone , connected the earphones and started shuffling the songs on Wynk playlist. She stopped at "All of me". The entire scene of betrayal replayed and a tear rolled out of her eyes. She disconnected the entire apparatus and stood up to go to the washroom. She carried a handbag and a small trolley bag. She wanted someone to look after her trolley bag. She asked Arjun for the favour. To which he nodded. While washing her face she tried to get rid away of all the memories, trying to promise herself that she will come out of that fuss and will start afresh. While getting a tissue she came across the tattoo(it was an initial "A") under her collar bone, she got that last month and wanted to show it to Aniket. But that day turned out to be a doom. She tried to wipe it with the tissue but was of no use. She hid it by closing the upper two buttons of her white shirt. After adjusting her hair , adding on a lip gloss, little setting of the blue jeans and a fake smile, she started towards the lounge. Then she noticed him, Arjun. Tall probably 5"10, fair complexion, wearing all black but fitted clothes, light beard and red sneakers. She sat down and said thanks again for looking after her bag.