Speeding up to his house,my congenial smile was perhaps,because of love.
As I saw him,sitting in his verdant lawn,I felt so relaxed seeing him , moving bare foot,on the dew drops laided grass,he was lost in his mobile,
“Happy birthday Vansh”, I said with my soul.
“Thankyou ” He said with a solemn smile.
Before i could proceed,
Uma aunty was here,
i received a warm welcome by her,
She made me sit,by Vansh’s side,I think,it was the best moment of my life.
I wished to keep staring him,with incessant gaze,but ended in giving small stares,whenever he met ,his eyes with mine,I pretended to be correcting my specs.
Aunty loved me,always calling me a whizz kid,but Vansh ,he seemed to be vexed by me.
Opening the box,
“Wow Riddhi beta ,this cake is so diversified with colours”,
I thought to take vantage,
“Yes aunty,yellow is of joy,red is of love…”,I said eyeing at him.
He still not realised,my love for him. I always feared, if I will tell him directly,I might end verbalizing.
He was not at all interested,in having my cake,but his mom’s orders, I just couldnt stop myself admiring him when he ate the red part.
I wished,,the proximity that our houses shared,could also be in our relation.
“You may sit aunty ,I will bring coffee”…and I rushed to their kitchen,
I wished to jump in happiness,he finally ate something made by me.
I was so purblind in his love,trying to feel if I too have puissant features that can ever impress him? If my raiments of his choice? I didnt realise when I dropped crockery piece of his late father’s set.
I only remember,that I recieved a push from his sinewy arms,those in which I wished to be lost…. ,he was always querulous about me,but today,I found an occult repulsiveness he felt by me, crying over my inept act,I just,rushed. That day I cried so hard that my specs got turbid.
Late evening ,I thought to ,again go over there,and apologize, I didn’t wish to be a wet blanket, but my love was maniacal.
As I moved through corridor, I met Aunty on road,she told me that Vansh is at home.
I was a bit, scared. Because even after I did,everything I could ,he never gave me any sobriquet, never allowed me to even ,touch any of his thing,while his other confidants used to pummel him in fun.
What a serendipity, my love didn’t find me capable of even his friendship ever.
Well I knew,my sorry was just trivial for him,still,moved to his house.
What I saw was ,
He was careening,someone was kissing someone,may be she was Ragini,and as he seceded the kiss,ya it was ,Ragini.
I was not even given the chance to snivel or run away,
“Hey Riddhima,you here?”,asked his Ragini.
I was not in a state to utter anything,I loved him.
“Ya …I, just came (my words were breaking because I was breathing hard) I just came to apologize for ..crock..”
Vansh: That’s fine forget that.
It was the last time I heard his voice.
Because after that we never met.
I turned instantly,without looking in his eyes,
Ragini: Stop Darling. I wished to ask something ,what do you think of love?
She asked with a smirk,she knew that I love Vansh. I never told,but everyone except him witted it in my eyes,and creating a quagmire for someone ,was perhaps the favourite game of Ragini.
Well,this felt to me as conundrum,
I felt Vansh as treacherous, but he was unimpeachable,after all, I never told that I love him ,perhaps that was why he was trying to ratiocinate that why Ragini asked me this.I agree ,he didnt betray,but the fact that I loved him to the core,and Ragini,as far as I know,was just a ,betrayer,yet he chose her nor me.
Simpering and looking in his eyes,for the last time,my words are yet reverberating,
“Love doesn’t exist at all !!“