20|Sunaina Missing Tejas

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HER POV

I entered my home, my mind preoccupied with him the entire path after parting him goodbye. My smile lingered, refusing to disappear. from the moment he mentioned that he'll be talking about us when he comes back.

Just thinking about us together sends a rush of adrenaline through my body. How will things change we will be us. Will that ever be true or is it just my stupid notion? What if it just turns out to be a dream?

My mind was cluttering with these thoughts and in addition to that, he wasn't here for me to clear my doubts. Who should I even talk to regarding this?

Abruptly I thought of Radhika. She was the only one I could share my problems with. I looked for Radhika but couldn't find her anywhere. I went up to her room but there was no sign of her. I checked everywhere including the hall, and living room kitchen but no luck.

I saw Mukesh, our helper, passing by and wondered if he knew.

"Mukesh, do you have any idea where Radhika is?" I asked.

"I saw her in the backyard a few minutes back, sister," he said.

"Okay thank you," I walked away looking for her in the back garden.

Walking in the garden I found her sitting under the tree. She didn't look happy to me. Curiously I walked up to her and sat beside her.

"Radhika, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"There's nothing that I can do now." She said looking ahead, as if lost.

"What happened? Are you okay?" I was getting worried.

She took her time and wiped a tear slipping on her cheek. I was now getting worried about what happened that she made her sad.

"Radhika please tell me I'm getting worried." I held her arm, insisting on her.

"My wedding date will be fixed soon. And I'll be leaving this house. I will now have a new life to deal with. I'm having second thoughts about this wedding, now. Also at the same time, I'm falling for him too hard. He's making it hard not to feel attracted to him. But also it's been so many days but not once has he shown compassion and adoration to me. He's not giving me time at all as if he's ignoring me." she blurted out her feelings and started to cry at the end.

"Radhika it's nothing like that. He must be really busy. You know how things have become complicated lately due to Rao's. You shouldn't worry like that," I tried to console her.

"But things are always going to be this way. There will be something or the other that will keep him busy. Will he keep ignoring me all the time?" She said.

And I couldn't defend it. She was right. There will be work and hard work all the time, but people are supposed to make time for their loved ones. Isn't that what leads them to a happy life?

"Radhika instead of staying sad and blaming circumstances just go talk to him. I'm sure he'll listen to you. Maybe he's too busy to think about what you're going through because of his behaviour." I said.

It won't be of any good if she doesn't share her problems and talk about them to him. Dwelling over the issues won't do her any good, she must try to put effort into making things right.

She agreed to talk to him and later we walked back inside.

I couldn't even begin to share anything about my problems with her. The poor girl was anyways miserable over her situation. I couldn't trouble her anymore with my problems. I chose to stay quiet and let my fate decide for me.

It was evening when I was coming out of the kitchen to the living room along with Bhabhi-sa and Jhanvi. Badi ma-sa and dadi-sa were indulging in talking with his mother and grandmother.

Dadisa as always seemed disinterested be it anything. Although her disinterested behaviour was not entertained by the family members much, still it felt sad and hollow when someone who is the root of the family kept herself detached from the others. Only because things are not going as planned by her.

Instead, she should look at how happy her granddaughter is. But she chooses to stay away from all the good things happening in the house.

"If everything goes well we might soon receive good news." I heard her grandmother say.

Bhabhi-sa offered tea to everyone while I kept the plate full of snacks on the table and sat beside Bhabhi-sa along with Jhanvi.

"She seems a good match for our Tejas," I heard badi ma-sa.

My heart began to race just at the thought of what they might be talking about. Were they already looking for a girl for him? But he didn't tell me anything about all this. Maybe he didn't know it himself. Maybe because he has been quite busy lately.

But they are talking as if they have already shortlisted a girl for himself. I looked towards them and found all of them ogling a photograph. What was so good about that photograph, I wondered.

"She's beautiful," I heard bhabhisa.

"She's even prettier in reality. We've seen her grow so well all these years." Jhanvi said before taking a sip of her tea.

Her confidence signified that not a word was to doubt her statement. Was she that pretty? But isn't everyone pretty in this world? You can't marry him off to all the girls of this world. Also, you can't marry him to her just because she's pretty. What about her behaviour, her schooling and her manners? One must stay good in all fields.

"Bhabhiji, she's a very well-mannered girl. To date she chooses to stick to Indian practices even though she has studied in New York all her life," his mother spoke.

"Yes, she has completed her MBA and invested in her business and is returning soon." Added Jhanvi.

I bit my lip out of frustration. How can a person be so good? And even if she is, does his choice not matter? What about his likes?

"Tejas has always been interested in her from childhood. But every time the topic of marriage comes up, he finds a way to postpone it." I heard from her grandmother.

I scoffed mentally. And now there was no limit to my aggravation. I looked up knowing well how destiny plans to ruin my manifestations.

If she is so good for him then why does he not already get married? I tried to calm myself down only till he got back. And once he gets back I'm going to grill him in the kitchen, if all this comes out to be true.

But what if this is not true? What if he genuinely cares about me, about us and wants to do as he planned? Is he really going to talk about us to his mother?

What will that be like? And how will everyone react to it? And what if everyone gets angry? What if his family is not supportive or what if my family opposes. Will I be able to live without him? Will I be able to forget him? It was suffocating to even think about him.

But again this girl has got me stressed. I did not want to linger my mind on this thing much, at least until he was back. I'll ask him directly myself.

"Sunaina look, isn't she pretty!" Bhabhi-sa squealed out of happiness.

And I definitely could not match her ecstasy for some reason after seeing the photograph. But goodness she was beautiful.

Later I excused myself and walked back to my room. ll night, my thoughts kept circling around this, making everything feel even more complicated.

The next day followed by fresh rays of the sun. but the same old me. It had only been twenty-four hours since he was gone and I started to miss him already.

I was sitting on an old swing in our backyard thinking about how my life had turned upside down in just a day. I wondered what he would be doing and if would he be also missing me.

I was wishing for him to come back soon. I wasn't able to live any second further in my life. I was longing for him. But only if he knew that.

Just how fast the time changes. Only a few days ago I was living my life with almost no hope and with just one life plan that I would follow. Which was not to waiver for anything not because no one ever interested me but because I did not want to indulge myself in anything that gave me hope and I'm left heartbroken again.

Just see what I've ended up doing because of him. He didn't even have to try hard to make me fall for him and I surrendered to him without even letting him know how I felt. He was the man I could never wish for and became the man who is the purpose for my whole existence now.

Dwelling over his thoughts another night passed without him and I now started to miss his late night sudden appearance into my bedroom through the window. Little did he know how much I loved them. I slept peacefully and woke up early the next morning with the same hope.

But no luck for my hope. The harder I tried not to think about him, the more he lingered in my mind. But what use was of that? I didn't even know for how long he was gone. Neither could I ask anyone. I wish I had a cell phone. I would have asked him only. But again I did not have his number so what use would a phone be? Another day was gone and I was sulking.

Radhika was getting worried looking at my state but I couldn't tell her what it was exactly. I excused it to be the stress of the meeting and nothing more. She was hard to convince but I didn't have the heart to burden her with my issues.

Also I had my issues yet to be sorted with him.

Today was the meeting day hence everybody was busy. The meeting was to be held in the guest Haveli. Even badi ma-sa had to leave to attend it. House was now filled with guests. I and Radhika were asked to stay away from the matter for a few days, hence we could be of help at home. It was evening now and I was helping the guests with refreshments.

I walked out with a tray through the gallery, served everyone and walked out with an empty tray.

All of a sudden I heard someone calling.

"Suniye," I looked back and found a six feet tall man walking up to me in a white three piece suit.

I immediately recognised him to be the son of a former deputy minister of Jodhpur. His father was also present here for the meeting I heard.

"Hi, actually I needed some help." He said.

"Yes, tell me what happened?" I said politely.

"Umm....I'm willing to use a washroom... but I'm having a hard time locating it, could you please help me?" He asked.

"Yeah okay." I said.

I looked around and found Mukesh passing by. I quickly asked him to show him directions and he agreed. The man thanked me and gave a polite smile.

I walked away from there, passing the gallery and suddenly I felt someone pulling my hand to the side behind the pillar.

Before I could scream I came face to face with the man whose eyes were grinning at me, whereas mine immediately moistened looking at him.

"Yun bewajah aansu na bahaya kare, hamara dil jalta hai," he whispered, wiping my tears and pulled me to himself.

(Please do not waste your tears like that, my heart burns upon seeing that)

I hugged him tightly, placing my head on his chest and letting my tears come down freely.

"Baby I missed you too."

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