15
SHREYA
“So buddy, you have
come home finally!” I exclaim when Abhimanyu opens the door of Arjun’s flat.
I could not wait to
meet him, so the moment I came home, I freshened up and rushed to see him. I
knew I should have probably given him some time to settle now, since he just
moved in today. But I could not wait for one more day.
“Hi Didi!” He says.
There is something different about him already. He looks composed and settled.
Last time, when I had met him at the orphanage, there was a restless energy in
him.
“Liked your new home?”
I ask him and he beams in happiness. “I love it! I have already made many new
friends and played with them in the evening for some time.” A sad look crosses
over his face and I think he is thinking about his friends at the orphanage. I
have the perfect distraction for him.
“Here, this is a
welcome-home gift for you.” I offer him the gift I had brought for him. His
eyes widen as he removes the wrapping and sees the set of pencil-shading books
I have brought for him.
“Thank you Didi!” He
exclaims happily, unable to avert his eyes from the beautiful images that the
books have. On one side, there is a pre-shaded picture and on the other side of
the book, there is blank space to draw and attempt the same.
“Kiddo! When did you
come!?” Arjun comes out of the kitchen, smiling broadly.
The look on his face
takes my breath away. Today he looks like he has achieved everything he ever
wanted to. He looks – complete, there is no other word to describe him.
He looks at the books
in Abhimanyu’s hands and shakes his head in amusement. “Already spoiling the
kid, are we?”
“Says the one who has
brought an entire new wardrobe just for his clothes!” I revert back with a
smile.
Ever since that
disastrous dinner in the hotel, something has changed for me. When he himself
told me to move on, it was the final blow. That night I felt angry with myself
for hanging on to something for so long with no thought for my own good or my
future. So I decided to ‘move on’ as Arjun said, and I accepted the offer for
New Zealand. In the gap of the two months, my visa got processed. And today, I
am here to tell him that I would be leaving next week.
“Arjun, are you free
now? Care to join me for a walk around the complex?” I ask him, feeling a bit
nervous about his reaction to my news.
“Sure. Just give me
five minutes.” He says and goes into his room. I watch Abhimanyu in the
meanwhile, his expressions of pure joy as he watches the pictures in the books,
filling my heart with satisfaction.
‘Okay I am ready.
Abhimanyu, I will be back in some time okay.” Arjun says to the kid and we
leave.
It is a cool night and
people have come out to enjoy it. As we walk, we see many of the members in the
complex doing the same and enjoying the nice weather.
“Is everything all
right?” He asks me.
I nod my head and take
a deep breath. Here goes nothing! “So, I accepted the offer for New Zealand.” I
blurt it out. “Actually, I accepted it long time ago, after that dinner in the
hotel…” I try not to cringe, thinking about the disaster. “My visa got
processed today and I am leaving next week.”
He stays silent for a
while. Then he clears his throat. “Wow! Next week!? That is too soon…” He says.
For a while we walk in awkward silence, his reaction both disappointing and
gladdening me alternatively. Is he startled by my decision to leave so soon?
And is he not happy about the opportunity for me to work abroad?
Finally I cannot take
his silence anymore. “What is the matter?” I ask him.
He looks at me and then
chuckles, shaking his head. “Look at me. Here you are, about to embark on a
wonderful opportunity to work abroad and I am feeling all emotional, thinking
that this is the first time you and I are going to have such a long distance
between us. I am happy for you, Kiddo. I am really happy.”
I nod my head, now
feeling a strange sense of disappointment. Then I remind myself of my decision
to move on. The stay in New Zealand will be both a professional growth for me
as well as a personal refuge from the heartbreaker walking beside me pensively. I
look up at him and feel bad. The happy expression with which he greeted me just
few minutes before has been replaced by a wistful look.
He suddenly turns to me
and ruffles my hair. “When did you grow up, Kiddo! Just feels like yesterday
when you were crying for having gotten lost in the temple on your 9th
birthday and now you are all set to travel to a foreign land, that too on your
own!” He looks at the sky and mutters. “When and how did the years fly by!?”
I soak in his features
greedily. I need to gather every memory of him that will help me when I am away from
him.

I hope they realise their feelings for each other before she leaves for New Zealand. Beautiful writeup
ReplyDeleteIt felt like watching a beautiful movie, Deepa. Can't wait to read the next part.
ReplyDeleteI can visualise every scene friend. You are an amazing writer
ReplyDeleteAs I told u this is novel material