GUNJAN'S POV
It's been exactly four years since I got married to the love of my life.
And these four years made me realise how lucky I am to fall in love with a guy like him.
Past four years, we went through the extremes a relationship or marriage can offer, but always together.
Never leaving one behind, never leaving the other hand.
We really became halves that together is a full.
5 years ago.....
Oh god!
This is so hard.
Why did I even think of becoming a psychologist?
It's hard, dude.
Dealing with your stuff and theirs.
And someone knocked on my door.
I open it to see the Head of Psychologists, standing there.
Me: Good morning, sir.
Him: Good morning.
I have a request Gunjan. This is Abhishek Sharma and that's Shubman Gill. Our cricketers.
They were both injured in the New Zealand series.
And I understood the rest.
They are someone who lived every minute of their life for their dream and not being able to play for months together hurts a person mentally.
I just nodded and opened the door wider to let them both in.
Me: Okay. So, we all know what happened, let's not beat around the bush. We will go through sessions. As many as possible until you guys recover.
And we will have seperate sessions.
Your physiotherapist and I will make a schedule. Is that okay?
Abhishek: Yes.
Shubman: That sounds good. Thankyou.
And they leave.
I met Kriti, their physiotherapist and decided that Shubman will be with me in the morning and evening session, for me is with Abhishek.
Next day.....
Shubman: Good morning
Me: Hey!
How are you feeling today?
Shubman: Not bad. I am feeling okay.
Me: Good. Good.
So, I'll ask you few questions because it's a first session, answer me, truly.
Shubman: You got it doc 😉
Me: And don't call me doc.
I said while smiling and nodded, smiling.
And that went well.
Shubman is sweeter than he seems.
And it's time for my session with
Mr. Sharma.
Abhishek: Hello, doc.
WHY! Why do these people keep calling me doc?
Me: Not doc. Call me Gunjan.
Abhishek: Then you can call me Abhay.
Hmm! Abhay? Not bad. I can work with that.
And session went through.
While both tried really hard to not seem devastated, they are. It's true. And I would never, ever blame them.
I know how hard it must have been for them to not do something they did for years together.
After 2 months....
Both Abhay and Shub, recovered pretty quickly. Mentally and physically.
It's my last session with them but something seems off lately.
I mean, mentally and emotionally, they are all good and recovered but they two seem like they aren't on speaking terms.
And for someone who is now obsessed with their friendship, I noticed it.
But, it's not something they told me so that's not something I should be noticing. So, even if I did, I am not going to interfere. Nope. Nada.
Abhay: Hello, doc?
Yes. They also love teasing me by calling me that.
Oh god. How I regret telling them not to call me that.
Me: Yes!?
Abhay: Tickets for tomorrow's match.
Me: For me?
Abhay: No. For your boss.
Ofcourse it's for you.
Me: Fine fine. I'll make time.
Abhay: Thankyou.
Make time? I'll make time? Dude. It's Sunday. The only thing I have tomorrow is time
Next day....
I am here. In the seats. Looking at Abhay and Shub, on the crease.
They both came in as openers and here we are.
Even though, the score is good, wickets didn't fall yet,
The tension between them didn't reduce. Someone who knows them, even for a day, can understand this.
Later, while India won, neither of them smiled.
Not at other teammates, not at eachother.
That's all.
I have enough freedom with both of them to talk about this.
I went into their locker room and while other guys recognised me, thanks to these two, I went to talk to them.
Me: Hey!
Surprisingly, I found them together.
Abhay: Hey!
Shub: Hey!
Me: Try sounding a little exited.
Abhay: Sorry. It's just-
Shub: We have some things to deal with.
I can leave. But please, talk. It's weird and awkward for everyone.
Me: Oh okay!
Abhay: It's about you
I won't leave. Maybe.
Me: What?
Shub just looked at Abhay who kept looking at me.
Shub: Fine. Yes. It's about you.
Me: Great. Just keep repeating eachother's sentences.
Abhay: Don't leave.
Me: Well, then tell me something.
Shub: We tried to stop it, Gunjan. We really did but it didn't happen.
Me: What didn't?
Abhay: Not feeling anything towards you.
God Gunjan. You came in like a sunshine in my life when everything else was just dark.
Me: Shit.
Abhay: I expected all kinds of reactions, but not this.
Me: No. Not about that. You both like me?
Shub: Yeah, Gunjan. I like you more than I ever did anyone else.
So yeah. Why on the earth did I want to come here again?
But that's not even the worse part.
I have feelings for a person and the other one is going to get hurt now.
Me: okay. I like one of you. I liked that person from the very beginning and,
Wait. So, if I tell you who that is, the other person is okay with that?
Abhay: No.
Shub: No.
Me: Okay then. Bye bye.
But before I leave,
Abhay: Wait. Fine.
Shub: We are ready to listen.
This is not the right way to deal with this.
I cannot.
Me: Shub? I need to talk to you.
And Abhay frowned.
Me and Shub left.
Me: I am choosing him, Shubman. I needed to tell you this first.
I am not sorry that I chose him, but I am sorry if I am somehow the reason for your feelings.
Shub: No. Absolutely not. You have nothing to feel sorry about.
I know you and Abhay are closer than you and I ever are.
You have a choice and you chose.
Don't ever feel sorry.
And while I left teary eyed towards Abhay, I knew Shubman smiled. Genuinely.
Abhay: It's him, isn't it?
That hurt in his voice made my heart clench.
Me: No buddhu. It's you.
After an year.....
It's been an year since I and Abhay started dating and today, we are here, on our way to meet Shubman and the love of his life, Seetha.
Abhay proposed last weekend, while we were on our vacation, and celebrating his IPL trophy as a captain and my birthday.
That weekend was one of the best moments I had.
Shub and Abhay went back to their normal selves after Seetha came into Shubman's life.
Shub: Hey!
He "bro hugged" Abhay and side hugged me while Seetha and I hugged as if we knew eachother since years.
While Abhay and Shubman spoke about game and gym and stuff, me and Seetha spoke about fashion, jobs, life and stuff.
I always thought my equation with Shubman's girlfriend is going to be weird but looking at her, it isn't.
Absolutely not.
Shub: You know, I sometimes now think that I didn't really love Gunjan.
I mean, I was attracted and liked her sure but when Abhay confessed his feelings, I think I took it on my ego and thought that as love.
Abhay: That makes so much sense.
Seetha: So, it's ego or love now?
Shub: Definitely love.
He said with a wink and I looked at Abhay who was already staring at me.
Present...
ABHISHEK'S POV
Looking at this woman, who made me strong enough to fight my wars and who stood by my side at every damn war I had to fight,
I feel like the luckiest person on this entire earth.
Well, I might just be.
Four years flew by, I am falling for her more and more.
That day when she said she loved me,
That day, when I went down on my knees and proposed her, and she said yes,
That day when she walked on to the mandap
These are the most memorable days of my whole damn life.
Having her by my side at every moment is the greatest blessing and I am grateful.
Gunjan: Abhay? You are home?
Me: Yes babe.
Gunjan: Happy Anniversary, love.
Me: Happy Anniversary.
Gunjan: You have a present.
Me: Yeah. I know. You.
Gunjan: Cheesy.
Me: Haha! Okay. Tell me.
Gunjan: Open it.
She handed me a little box and when I opened it, I found another box and when I opened it I found another one.
I looked at her and she asked me to open it.
Gunjan: Last one. I promise.
And it was the last one.
I found a small sock and
"I am coming home" written on it.
Well, This is THE BEST day of my life.
Starting my family with my love.
While I tried hard to not cry, she handed me a tissue. Oh! How well she knows me.
We have got eachother's back, no matter what happens.
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This is for you Gunjanjain413
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