Silent Symphony (Complete)

Part 2

'Your coffee is getting cold,' Anamika brought his attention back to the beverage in front of him.

'Hu? Oh yes. Thanks,' Ranveer distractedly grabbed the cup.

'Can you please talk to dadi? There is a limit to stubbornness. She is toying with her health,' she started exasperated.

'It's no use, though I still tried every day of whole last month. She is hell-bent on having her way, anyhow,' he explained his efforts.

'Tell her that if she thinks she is doing this for your sake then you are not happy with it,' she advised.

'You think I did not say that? And if you think it is that easy to make her understand then please go ahead and try yourself,' he retorted.

'You are her grandson. She would listen to you better,' she reasoned.

'With the crazy love that she has developed for you, I seriously doubt that statement,' he shrugged.

Anamika knew dadi did have a penchant to get things done her way, and she did love her a lot. She sighed and concentrated on her coffee, trying to make peace with the situation in her mind.

'Do you want to eat something?' she asked after a while.

'Yeah. Let's order something,' he agreed readily.

'No, you ordered pizza yesterday only. I have already made dinner today. Should I get it served?' she said getting up from the bed where she was sitting reading her novel.

'Okay. And don't worry about dadi. She will do fine in her Vaishno Devi trip. I'll make sure of that she won't have to walk much with her bad knee,' he reclined back on the recliner, where he was sitting reading an official file. His dadi had kept a mannat that if he gets married to Anamika she will go to Vaishno Devi, which she had every intention to fulfill now.

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Ranveer was intrigued that Anamika was not very keen on his dadi's proposal in the hospital room, and rest of her thoughts and worries he got to know when he had followed them out to the corridor. Miss Shastri was certainly sensible and moralistic, he had thought while he stood there listening to them. Can agreeing to dadi be such a bad thing? He would rather die than accept that the loneliness in his life was eating his mind and soul like a termite each passing day and the thought of a companion was actually comforting to his bleeding heart. That was when he decided to talk to her and make her agree to the wedding if nothing then for his dadi's sake. And after making VERY sure that there is no boyfriend on the scene and his divorcee status or diabetic status is not the issue he had put forward his arguments in the favor of their alliance. Like how they can be friends, how he is not that bad a person, how they can take things REALLY slow. When she was still reluctant he finally asked if she never liked him, not even a little? He HAD to ask that. Did he read too much into her longing gazes? Did she not have a crush on him? But the mocking look that she returned as an answer made him gulp, for it made clear that she not only had affectionate feelings for him since long but was aware that he knew about them as well. It certainly did not make him feel good about himself, but he was so used to female following that he had honestly not paid any particular attention to her. And now, for the life of him, he could not fathom that how could he be so blind to her simple alluring beauty all these years.