Few Things Left Unsaid (13 page)

“What the hell is this? Am I mad to call you for so long yesterday? I called you for 20 times and so many messages. Where were you? Were you really with your parents? Or were you dating someone?”

“Aadi...This is rude. You know I was with my family. I had told you. They were around me all the time. How could I talk to you in front of them?”

“I don’t care. You should have. Get lost. I do not want to talk to you. Hate you.”

“Fine. Do as you feel like.Bye.You are rude. Hate you too.”

I was really disturbed by the result and Riya was behaving very badly. I knew I should not have shouted at her but I had lost my temper. For the first time we had a fight. I felt bad. I cried. However, it was her mistake. She could have messaged me once. I did not call her back.

Let her go to hell. Calling her for almost 10 hours….Even messaging. It was too much.

I did not talk with Riya for one whole day. I was disturbed about my result. I had 29marks in cp. Somehow I wanted to clear it. I had heard that there are 4 to 5 professors who clear the paper in revaluation charging 10,000rs.I was ready to do that. Swapnil and I went to meet a few of the professors. Nobody responded until we found one profesor.He was asking 20,000rs.It was not a small amount. He told us to give the paper for revaluation. He did not look trust worthy. I desperately wanted to clear the kt in any possible way. I tried all the ways. If Riya had been with me my confidence would have been different. Even she was not with me. I was alone.

I took the initiative and called her. She picked up the phone. As soon as she picked the phone, she started crying badly. It hurt me. I realised I was wrong. I said sorry to her. She cried more.

“Jaan I am sorry please say something. Stop crying bachha.Please.Forgive me”

“Why didn’t you call me for so long. I was waiting for your call from the time I kept down the phone the last time. You don’t care about me. You have started taking me for granted. Why Aadi… why? I had told you everything that day. I needed you the most when my parents shouted at me for the result. You were not there. Hate you Aadi…”she cried and cried.

“I said sorry. Let’s go to Bandra tommorow.Mount Merry.”

“Ok fine. Dare you fight with me again.Please.I can’t handle this. Love you. sorry.” she was still crying a bit.

“Don’t be sorry. It was my mistake and I will not repeat it. See you tomorrow.”

We met the next day. She was still upset for whatever had happened. I knew how to make her happy. I had a surprise for her. It was wrapped.

“Are you still angry?” I asked her when we sat in the rickshaw at Bandra.

“Ya somewhat.” She replied looking at me with swollen eyes. She had indeed cried a lot.

“I know how to make you smile, don’t I?” I smiled kissing her forehead.

“What? Dont tell me you have a surprise for me?” she looked at me waiting for my reply.

“Hmm…kind of...” I opened the zip of my bag, took out the wrapped gift and gave it to her. She kissed me so hard that there was a big love bite on my neck. She started opening it.

It was a t-shirt, which had a smiley on it saying sorry. She hugged me tightly as hard as she could.

It is such a wonderful feeling when your love kisses you and hugs you after a fight. Almost 2 days we did not talk to each other. We did not say love you to each other. In addition, here we were after 2 days, Kissing and hugging each other, crying in each other’s arms. It was an emotional feeling. We both loved each other so much that we could hardly live without each other.

I told her about revaluation. I told her that I had a talk with a professor who would clear my paper. Oh, god…and it started again. I really said what I never meant. I wanted to say our paper but I said my paper. And it began again.

“Good. Very good. You did not feel like telling me also in these two days. Superb. Now you are becoming selfish. You are changing. Tell me one thing that you did without asking me in these 3 months. Did you? And you took such a big decision without even asking me. Fine we were not talking to each other but did you forget that even I had kt. You could have told him about me also. You have changed Aadi…”

“I didn’t mean it. Why would I tell him just about myself? I have not decided yet. Why are you over reacting? Please stop fighting. For God’s sake.”

Long silence…

She ignored it. She did not want to waste time in fighting. I kissed her. We shared a smile. We went to Mount Merry, Bandstand, kissing, hugging, fondling each other looking at the waves of the sea, but it was not a smile, which we always used to share. Some disputes had begun. Small things but big fights. I never wanted it. I always felt it’s too fast.

                     
EVEN SEMESTER INDEED

                                              E
nd of vacations and beginning of 2
^nd
semester. Getting back to college was not exciting at all. Riya had reached college before me. I told her to collect the mark sheets for both of us. When I reached the college, I met Riya in the quadrangle. We both went near the notice board to note down the subjects and timetable.

1.
     
CP 2

2.
     
ENGG DRAWING

3.
     
APPLIED SCIENCES 2

4.
     
MATHS 2

5.
     
COMMUNICATION SKILLS

Subjects were not that difficult as in first semester. Of course maths 2 and cp2 were a bit tricky. However, rest 3 subjects were manageable. We went for our first lecture of 2
^nd
semester. It was an enchanting feeling again to sit for lectures and keep staring at Riya. Whenever I used to give her a missed call she used to look back and give me a naughty smile. We fought but we still loved each other. From the beginning of the 2
^nd
semester, love was in the air.

We were having lunch in our classroom when I went out to attend a call. I was approached by two boys when I was on call.

“Do you know that girl?” They both asked me.

“Who are you talking of” we peeped into the class. I looked at the girl they pointed. I knew they were pointing towards Riya.They were asking me her name. I tried to avoid the topic. I told them some different name.

“No, that’s not her name. Her name is something else” they stared at me. However, I did not reveal the name. They left, as I did not show any interest in talking to them. I went into the classroom and sat with Riya. Swapnil and everyone were on last bench. I was talking to Riya when I saw them again standing outside back door. They were calling me. I ignored them. I continued talking to Riya. Riya was telling me about her brother’s studies and we were talking about the engagement at my home. We were having a nice time.

Suddenly they entered the classroom and came near me. They came close to both of us. I wanted to keep Riya away from them. I thought they would ask her name or something else. But nothing like that happened. They came closer to me and asked me

“What’s your problem” before I could reply they slapped me hard and ran away. I was shocked. It happened in a fraction of a second and they ran away. Everyone looked at me.Sameer and Swapnil came running towards me. They were also shocked.Riya just kept looking at me. She did not know what exactly had happened. Who were they and why did they hit me?

“What happened Aadi? Who were they? Did you say anything?”Sameer asked me

“I really don’t know. They came sometime back when I went outside to attend a call. They asked me about Riya and they went. I ignored them at that time. This time they came and before I could say anything, they just slapped me. I would have grabbed him and hit him if he had waited. But he ran away.”

“What the fuck. Someone will come and hit you like this. Let me look into this matter.” Sameer said.

“Even I don’t know. I don’t even know their names.” I was frustrated.

We went out of the classroom to search them. Still we could not find them. We came into the classroom and attended the lecture. Everyone was disturbed.Riya was looking at me continuously. She was more disturbed than I was. She came to know that they had hit me because of her. She had some guilt in her eyes. I messaged her in the lecture to concentrate on the lecture and not to worry.

Sameer and I decided to take some action. The next day we came to know that the person who had hit me was called Rishi. He was the son of some local minister near the college. We did not care. We had arranged for a group of boys to hit him back. Riya was unaware of this. I kept her away from this. I did not want her to get into trouble. We waited outside the college gate for him to come. After some time we saw him coming. As he knew me I went away from the group.Sameer called him and asked him what had happened the previous day  in college. He did not say anything regarding me. I went near them. He saw me and remembered.

“Bastard what did you think you would hit me and run away. I won’t do anything. I do not care who you are. Dare you look at Riya again and ask about her I will kill you.” I raised my voice as much as I could.

Sameer came forward and slapped him. He also counter attacked us. But we were in a group of 8.He was alone. We hit him badly. He fell down on the road. We were still hitting him.Sameer stopped everyone. As he got up I slapped him and said

“Warning you.”

He said sorry immediately and admitted that he was not any minister’s son. He was just showing off in front of first year students. He also told he wouldn’t look at Riya ever and no one in college would trouble us.

This made us feel proud. I did not utter a word about this to Riya. She kept on calling me when I was outside the college. I said my phone was on silent and apologised.

Riya was still worried about that incident. I consoled her that everything was normal and he wouldn’t trouble us again. She smiled and we went for practicals. I gave her a naughty smile as we reached the Practical  hall.

 College function was about to begin in 2days. We were all excited. I was happy, as there would be no lectures most of the time. Riya and I decided to attend on a few days like those on which there were traditional functions and the sari day. For the rest of the time we would spend some time together hanging out somewhere.

BLACK DAY. We were all supposed to wear anything in black. I told Riya that black really blathered her complexion. She should wear something different. I want my jaan to look the best. She said she would shock me by her looks. I was eagerly waiting for her near the college gate. I called her and she was on the way to the college. As she approached me, I was stunned.

She was wearing a gorgeous dress with a high neck. It was short, barely up to knees. She was looking an absolute beauty. We went into the college and met everyone. They had decided to go to the restaurant. We moved away from the college and went to a restaurant.

We had pavbhaaji as usual. It was the time to enjoy and have fun.

Each day had something in it. The saree day came next. It also included competition to choose Miss Fresher. The girl who got the maximum roses would be Miss Fresher. Riya was looking absolutely gorgeous in her blue saree. And her blouse was back less. I loved it. We did not wait in college. I wanted to spend time alone with her. We went to Grant Lane,Vashi.

“ You are looking so good. I can’t believe I am so lucky.” I said,

“You are looking no less sexy in your sherwaani. Love you too.” She said.

We spent some time in Grant Lane and came back to college. When I reached college I saw that Sameer was giving a rose to some girl and she rejected it. He tried hard to convince her. I felt sad for Sameer.