The Dancing Tale

Chapter 24 (part-1)

Everybody has a day in the year which they dread the most. They don't want to experience it because it brings back the memories or something which you want to delete from your life for forever but have to go through it. For me that day is 14 July. The day my mumma passed away. I hardly manage to pass through that day because it always rains that day and it create a the whole replica that happened 14 years ago. I feel like I am back in time when I was 8 years old, sitting at the entrance of house because the door. Of the room was locked yet I had premonition of something life shattering has happened.

But it's not 14 July today and I can't afford to let my self be emotional because today I need to channel all my strength to not cry and hold rudra. The pain will be unbearable for him but he needs to do it for himself, for his parents and most for his sister. Fate can be very cruel to some people because it turns the day that you should celebrate into that day when you hate being alive.

I got ready for college and walked down to his room. I was with him till 2 in the morning in his room. We were doing project together. He didn't show but his face gave in that he wants to skip this day and was contemplating that will he be able to go to her room and read her letter or not. So I let him think because he needs to make his mind but I know I won't let him walk away this time. It's long overdue. Rudrani deserves to be cherish in their lives. Not to be stuff in a box and forgotten.

I directly went to the yoga room because I had a feeling that he'd be there punching the bag till it's burst or his hands give up. But the strength that he possessed latter is rare to happen.

And I was right. He was there hitting, making the swings and kicks at the poor punching bag like a beast who just got out of cage. His back was towards me and he was all sweaty. My hormones kicked in his that sight but even more than my desire for him, I felt his pain. He was punishing himself for something that's not his fault. I wanted him to be free from all of the burden and take a breath of calmness. His heart was suffering and I wanted to do anything in my power to stop that or to take it away from him and protect him so he doesn't have to go through this all again.

I made my way and rounded his body. He was probably unaware of my presence because when I held the punching and put it  aside he almost punched me in the motion. His hand stopped just a few inches from me. But I wasn't afraid from any of that. I can take a swing or two, if it comes to that but I know rudra will never hurt me physically, doesn't matter how much furious or sad he is.

When I studied his sweating face I noticed the frown that looked permanently settled there and his tired eyes which told me that he didn't sleep a wink at night. Sweat, was dripping from his forehead and his hairs were all messy.

In normal circumstances I would have find it irresistibly hot but not today. It all shows the turmoil inside his heart. I sighed and caressed his face and kissed his fist gently which was still pointed at me and unclenched it. The hard look on his face softened and sighed before his face filled with guilt.

"God trouble! I almost punched you in my fury. Why did you come in between."

"Don't worry you didn't. See I am standing all, intact in one piece. Don't feel bad about it. I knew you will never be able to such things not even is the flow of emotions and actions." I said and took a step close to him. He looked tired and worn out. "We have to leave for college in 45 minutes. Go and take shower."

He looked down at me and didn't try to hide the hurt that he was feeling inside. "Don't think I am letting you miss on the classes today. I am not leaving you alone." I said and he smiled a little.

"You are so stubborn sometimes. I hate it and love it at the same time."

His words made my heart pound faster. I grabbed the hand towel which was on the floor and wiped the sweat from his head then put our foreheads together and stroked my hand through his wet hairs. His shoulders relaxed and he kissed my hand that was on his cheek. I smiled. “Rooh, I am here with you. I won't let you go but please don't hurt yourself. It hurts me to see you like this.”