Invisible Strings * Ongoing*

4.The Pandora's Vortex

10/3/22

Mumbai – India

10:00 AM

@ A Recording Studio

Arnav's POV

I continue to do the one thing I have been doing in a default mode – all restlessly for the last one week – all day and night – apart from the time spent in recording songs, sleeping. Apart from these two activities – during the rest of day to day routine for the week gone by – I'v literally been just doing this one thing – crazily and all the while with most of my insides consumed in a mode of sheer disbelief and turmoil .

What thing?

Staring at my phone screen like a bloody hawk. Waiting for it to buzz/tingle with Mini Maa's text – that brings the one thing I got the courage to seek out from her finally. Khushi's new contact number.

Yup.

You read that right. It's been a whole week since I asked her for the same, and the reason why I'v been so restless and have been staring at my phone in disbelief and turmoil is basically because – I haven't received what I seeked – Obviously.

So, after that heartfelt chat with Aman and Meera the other night – I finally worked on my emotions within and mustered up all my guts to finally act on ending this aching silence in between Khushi and me and it totally made sense to just call Mini Maa – for it as she and Matthew Dad are the only two who have her latest contact information.

A part of me thought then when I made the call – that she'd just give it to me straight away and would be happy with the development but when Mini Maa said – she was going to check with Khushi first – only fair for what if she doesn't want anything to do with me at all/ or doesn't want me to waltz back into her perfectly settled life or something – that now that she thought it out from Khushi's point of view – it seemed to Mini Maa that it wasn't really fair off me to think/assume that I could just walk back in – without any heads up.

Her words had hit me hard – but then now that I had decided to act on ending this silence anyway – I didn't have it in me to pull back. I told her honestly that I agreed with her to some extent and I'd wait for her to revert back on the same.

And waiting is exactly what I have been doing.One whole week =7*24=168 hours have passed. The longest bloody days and nights of my life in wait. But Mini Maa hasn't shared Khushi's number.

It isn't that I haven't hounded her for it. I started hounding her impatiently within the first couple of hours off asking. Yup. My patience ran out pretty soon. I had called Mini Maa with a nervously racing heart to check if she had spoken to Khushi.And to my dismay – all she said in context was – that Khushi had hung up suddenly after she asked her consent on the same and she hasn't responded back to her on it ever since which technically means – that I need to give her time to digest this shock perhaps? For I guess she was totally not expecting this development. It probably hit her like a thunderbolt.

Maybe it did. And the fact that – she still hasn't given Mini maa the approval to share her contact with me – has hit me like a freaking thunderbolt of the century too. My worst fears seem to be coming true.

Khushi Hates Me.She despises me so much so – perhaps - She probably doesn't want to do anything to do with me anymore – like at all.