𝐀𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ✔

THE TRUTH

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This part is continuation of last teaser chappy..THE RING..

She did not complete her line but paused then and there. It wasn’t riya, but her mom.
The fear returned to her face. She was shaking. Patting the shoulder of the driver she gestured
him to mute the radio, and with a finger on her lips told me to stay silent. Then she put her cell on
speaker again. It was 10.10.
She tried hard to convince her mom that she was still at coaching, stuck in the rain. I don’t know how
successful she was. It was getting difficult for her to hide the truth. The last thing she told her mom
was not to worry as her entire batch was with her, after which both of them hung up.
All my effort to divert her attention to something else with my ring story crashed in a minute.
While she kept her cell back in her purse, the driver turned the radio on again, at a low volume.
By then  heading towards her home
‘Bhaiyya, how much more time?’ she asked the driver.
But the driver did not respond and I sensed something was very wrong.
A never-ending pool of water was in front of us, covering everything on the ground. The road had
disappeared and even the divider was submerged. Our cab was, even now, running on water-covered
road. Every single minute, the water level was increasing, reaching almost a foot. The culprit was
Delhi’s fabulous drainage system.
There were no street lights on that road. Or if there were, they were out of order. In that pool of
water, there were various vehicles struggling to move ahead, inch by inch. In the headlights of our
cab
I saw waves in the water, carrying leaves and stems of small creepers and weeds, beating against the
bodies of the vehicles stuck in the spate. The cab was still going ahead, at a slower speed. We were
moving into deeper water now and, finally, the driver said he couldn’t go ahead. ‘Sahib ye choti
gaadi hai, engine mein paani chala jaayega. Hum aur aagey nahin jaa sakte.’
I tried to persuade him to go ahead but he was adamant and I got furious. ‘Bhaiyya. Is vakt na,
mera dimaag bahot jaada kharaab ho raha hai, aur agar fir se tumne ye kaha naa …’ I said to him,
losing my patience, when avni held my wrist stopping me from saying any more. She knew we
did
not have any option but to survive on the driver’s mood. So I changed my tone and told him in a
gentlemanly way, ‘Bhaiyya, mujhe sirf inhe ghar tak pahonchaana hai. Aap please aagey chalte
raho. Agar aapki cab kharaab hui to jo bhi kharcha hoga vo main de dunga.’
With my pleading, somehow he agreed to move ahead. He drove the cab further but the going was
very slow.
It was 10.30 now. I knew that our situation was tense, and I was sick and tired of being tense.
Our cab was stuck in that messy pool when, all of a sudden, a truck passed us on our left. I saw those
giant wheels churning the water like a turbine, generating big waves of water. I was trying to show
Avni those circular waves, whose circumference was exponentially rising from my left to her
right, when I felt my socks getting wet inside my shoes.
‘What the hell!?’
The dirty water on the road was now seeping into our cab. Water, water and more water …
Everywhere. Bubbling sounds came from under the cab’s doors. Our feet were dipped in water, like
tea bags in a cup of tea.
‘Shit … so much water?’ avni screamed.
We took off our shoes and lifted our legs up on the seats.
‘Yeh to hona hi tha,’ the driver said.
At that time, we were not very far from her house. On a normal day, it would have been a fifteen-
minute drive. But stuck in that disaster, it was hard to predict how long it would take.
Gradually, the view outside our cab was getting even worse. One by one, almost all of the vehicles
stopped moving. Their engines took their last breaths and failed to start again. I saw people getting
out of their cars and pushing them from behind, in order to get them out of that pool. It was a
complete
mess. People, with their trousers rolled up to their knees, barefoot, out of their vehicles, were
shouting at each other for various reasons and for no reason. Some of them had even taken off their
shirts.
The few, who were still behind the steering wheel, were struggling hard to drive and constantly
cursing each other, especially the autorickshaw-wallas. ‘Tere baap ki sadak hai?’ ‘Abey saaley
peeche hatt!’ ’ They were getting into fights, leaving behind their dead autos.
Back in the cab our minds were tense and tired of the events of the last two hours. Looking at her
then, I found her hands joined and eyes closed. She was praying to God. She was very scared. And
maybe her prayers were being heard. Maybe that was why our small cab was still moving ahead in
the water when almost all the small cars on that road had broken down.
Meanwhile, she got another call from her mother, who was now more furious and more worried.
And when she said that she had called up avni’s cousin to go to coaching
and bring her home, we had to reveal the truth.
Taking a deep breath avni said, ‘Mumma, main coaching mein nahin hun. Main neil ke saath hun
… shaam se. I am sorry ki maine aapko jhoot bola.’
I held her hand in my hand. We were both scared of what her mother’s reaction would be.
And avni told me, after the call, that, surprisingly, her mother relaxed when she heard the truth.
Maybe she thought that her daughter was with someone she thought she could trust. The city was not
safe for women, especially at night, when the savages of the city came out of their dens and did all
manner of ill. So, maybe, her mother felt some comfort knowing I was with avni.
But the ‘truth’ we told her on the phone was still a half-truth.
When asked where we had been till then, avni told her what she told riya ‘Mumma … we
went to watch a movie. And when we came out, it had rained so much, there was water everywhere,
and then the traffic jam …’
While she was convincing her mom, she stole a moment to whisper in my ears, ‘We had been to see Dil bechara, all right?’

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Soo the truth is out and avni's mom is relaxed to hear .

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