NOISE OF THE PAST- CHAPTER 13

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CHAPTER-13

Back to the present. Are we?
I realise that its almost 8. I spent so much time here and its dark now. The place looks spooky. But I feel good. I feel good letting out my emotions and revealing ‘my side of the story’.

I start jogging back to my hostel. Guess whom do I see on my way?
Shravan Malhotra. He doesn’t register me. He never has, in the past eight months unless necessary. He looks charming as always. His hair ever so perfect. He is surrounded by his new friends. Some girls, some boys. He is wearing white tee and olive pants. I don’t exist for him. Not anymore.
You know what? Everyday I decide that even I will try and move on. Forget him. But one glance of his and I am back to my faulty self. He pulls me. Not physically but mentally. Whenever I see him, I feel the need to add one more desperate measure in the list of countless ones I have take in the past few months. At times I talk to him, at times I am tougher.
So yeah, right now also he stands in front of me, laughing and enjoying. Why couldn’t he behave like this with me? Normally? Like friends?

The urge comes again. But I let it go.

I continue on my way to hostel and I get my mom’s call.
” Hello Mummy.” I say in a cheerful voice.
” Hello Sumi. Where are you?” She asks in her always concerned and sweet voice. I hear clanking of utensils in the background and I know that she is in the kitchen. I feel homesick.
” I am just going back to my room. How’s daddy?” I ask.
” Watching TV and you very well know what.” She sighs.
” Times now? News hour?” And I know that I am correct. Although mom always gets irritated by it, my dad never stops watching it.
” Yes, what else. Anyway, you tell, everything okay right?”
” Yeah mom. Exams are starting from next week. After it, I will be coming home. Yuppie!” I shout.

” Yeah yeah, do well okay?”
” Yes mom. Now bye. Goodnight.” I say and give a kiss to my phone.
” Goodnight sweety. Sleep early. Don’t be awake till late. ”
I have reached my hostel room. I just go and jump in my bed. I feel like sleeping now only but I know I need to study. I have been distracted for quiet a time. I need to focus. I have to do what I am here for. I change into my nightdress and sit down to study.
After a while I slip into my bed with my headphones on. I wonder if the same dreams would come again? Will the same face flash again?

Oh the dreams! Why do they refuse to leave me?

Even though I see his face daily, still it wants me to see it even in my sleep. My dreams reflect my greatest desires. You see, in every dream, he says ‘sorry’ to me. And then everything is back to normal like it used to be. My dreams show that he lives in me, in my heart and even in the subconscious parts of my mind. God its scary, isn’t it? Seeing a person doing the same thing in a different way almost every day in your dreams. My dreams, huh. I guess unlike him, they will be with me forever. What will someone think if I tell him or her that I keep seeing a person whom I see daily, in my dreams? They will think that I need a psychiatrist, that I am in depression. Well yeah, I am depressed but I don’t sulk around. My stress and emotions are limited to me. As I told before, I store everything inside me.

Okay so now I go back to sleep with the same question in my mind which has been there for quiet a long time now. Would this be different, had I made a choice two years ago?