Regret#3-2

By Rini -

 

 

Act II

A bit of joy

 

One thing kru knows apart from soothing her always raged twin sister is that she is the eldest and the mother of the group. When she practically dragged Sohan to accompany her, she did so to purchase something to eat. It was evident she didn’t love Shourya like a loyal friend in the beginning, but as time went by she started having feelings for him. It was bittersweet. One minute she hates his guts and one minute she loves his dreamy smile and bouncy silky hair. Of course, she never told anyone about it because that would be very wrong. She thought he was handsome from the moment Shalini so proudly showed him off on her birthday night. The day the boyfriend was introduced to the group was her most memorable day. More memorable than the time she won championship for quiz. She was smart but a fool in love. But she was smart. She made sure no one had a clue. In fact she was the one who proposed they invite him to the trip but so cleverly deleted that message so no one could track it back to her. She tried many ways to get closer to him. And she hated how every time his girlfriend got in the way. Shalini didn’t mind her that much because “that’s just how kru is! She becomes close really easy!” Shalini told Shourya when he asked her why she was so clingy. It’s not that he hated the attention; it was just getting distracting to him, that’s all. Shourya tried any positive vibes he could get because of the unwelcoming duo, Karthika and Mahesh. He knew they hated him but didn’t think they hated him well enough to do a background check on him.

 

When Kruthika and Sohan returned with a bunch of snacks, everyone’s eyes lit up, even grumpy Karthika broke into a smile after hours of frown. Shourya wasn’t happy. Sohan suggested everyone to take some packets with them and eat on the way. They made sure to buy just enough for everyone. Though most of the stuff was not legible, they guessed from the pictures. Instant noodles in a cup, packet, box, bottle, it was everywhere. They were all amused. While everyone was admiring them and packing into pockets and bags, Shourya whispered in Shalini’s ears. Kruthika saw that and wished it was her. “Guys! We are going to be late, let’s go!!” Shalini shouted cheerfully. Everyone cleared the place, while Shourya disappeared for a few seconds to the counter and returned to pack at the exit. “I don’t see no rain, I can’t believe they stopped the flight for this” Sohan said sadly. “Now now, don’t delve in past, let’s find the cab to the hotel” kru said hopefully. It was already 10 pm and pitch dark, there was no moon, streetlights in poor working state and no one in sight. Everyone turned to shourya for the ‘ride to the nearest comfortable hotel’. It was awkward for a sec, Sohan said “so bro, where’s the ride?” everyone was freezing when a taxi type car stopped before them. “Right on time” Grins shourya and goes to the driver. After a small talk and some bribe, the driver agrees to take all 6 of them in his jeep. It was apparently illegal for more than 5 passengers to go in one jeep but nothing a little cash cannot solve. The ride was a little bumpy, it was only getting darker.

 

“That took FOREVER” Shalini sighs in relief. As the group of young adults come to the grand ancient entrance, their pupils enlarge at the sight of many many paintings along the huge walls. The place screams royalty with high painted ceilings and grand chandeliers. A visual representation of AURORA singing would be a better description. It was magical but at the same time holding the dark secrets that come with magic. The time on the old pendulum clock on the right side of the huge lobby says 10:30pm. The lobby seemed to belong to an old ancient castle. The whole place had traces of royalty underneath the overcompensating modern ‘colours’. “Wow this is something” exclaims Karthika in pure bliss. She has always been a lover of ancient art and history. She believes in anachronism and seriously thinks SHE is the error in chronology. She is the kind of person who would rather spend time reading history from the library rather than the school textbooks because “they’re brainwashed and brought down to the reading level of children”

 

Everyone hipped out their phones and started taking pictures. It was too beautiful to not flaunt in instagram. It was the one beautiful thing that happened after being thrown in foreign land. Beauty does help a helpless being. Mahesh smiles as Karthika walks around with gaping mouth. Her eyes have never seen anything more beautiful in her short lived life. Mahesh walks to Karthika but shourya comes in between and asks Mahesh to come with him. Irritated, Mahesh follows him. “What? What’s wrong?” “Why would anything be wrong?” says shourya. “Ok fine, what’s the matter?” Mahesh says annoyingly. “Okay guys I got the stuff, what’s next?” comes in Sohan. “You’re here too?” asks Mahesh. As Mahesh’s confused face doesn’t seem to subside, Sohan reminds him of the occasion. In the whole worrisome day, he forgot that it’s Shalini’s birthday the next day. Shourya goes on explaining the great idea for party that he planned all year. Mahesh almost forgets his hate for him when he finds himself smiling at how much of a loving partner Shourya actually is.

 

After a few minutes behind the closed curtains, the boys finally come out to the lobby. There are less people compared to before. Now it feels more eerie than mesmerising but they put that thought aside. Kruthika sees the way shourya goes straight to Shalini and kissed her on the lips. She wonders if they had sex and her fist clenches. She can’t get the images of her best friend being naked and in love with Shourya, the love of her dreams- “WHAT!” she screams. That catches everyone’s attention. The thought of ‘love’ never crossed her mind and therefore surprised her more than she would like to admit. Kruthika gets lost in her thoughts and her raging war against her voice in the head doesn’t help. Sohan comes to Kruthika and whispers “hey hey, what’s wrong?” Karthika looks at them and knows she did the right thing by pushing Sohan to her because she can never, in her wild imagination, be able to console anyone. She is too rational for empty empathy. Sohan happily takes the job and takes her to a nearby sofa, sits her down. “What happened?” Shalini says to those left. “Homesick, probably” snickers Shourya. Shalini quickly nudges him with her elbow and he half-heartedly apologises to Karthika. “I’ll make you feel sorry” mumbles Karthika.

 

 

 

 

 

 To be continued


okay this might be my best work in story telling so far!! i love how good it is!!


stay tuned for Act 3!


share your insights and predictions !!

who is shourya

why do mahesh and karthika hate him so much


all can be answered with time,

the inevitable passage of illusion called time.

have a great rest of march!!




TDD- Ten day diary

i want a table!! my elbows hurt, my wrists hurt. ughh

anywaysssss, i have so much to study but my brain just wants to chill. and sleep.

im sleeping a lot these days.

is it the luteal phase. ahhhh

have a great march yall!!!

 

 

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