As I had promised to you all my excellent readers, I'll update this story this week.
Here is the update.
Avni
"Pichley ek ghante se tera number try kar rah hu...." Aman came straight to the point, he spoke in a tone seems tensed, far from his cheerful usual mode.
I was in conflict whose number I'll dial first. Around 6pm when I finally got over assisting Dadda with his last OT patient and then freshen up. The first thing I noticed settling back on my desk was my cellph. 26missed calls from Aman, 2 from di and lastly 5 from SwetaMom.Within last three hours this was my call log status.
I decided to call Aman first whereas my mind was for SwetaMom.
I felt a bit uncomfortable, why SweatMom was calling me at this hour. She never calls me in between my patients hour, unless any emergency arrives as such.
"Oh no no...is there anything to worried about Bebe!!! That's why may be they were calling me!!" the thought hit my mind, got me panicked.
I had put my ph on silent mode, left it in my desk drawer before locking it there inside. That I always do before heading off for OT.
"Sab thik haina Aman. Itne saare missed calls kyu?" I warily talked, stood off my seat being restless.
"Kuch bhi thik nahi hai.Is baar tu galat hai" Aman scowled in a single breath, sounded irked.
"Hua kya hai...Bebe...." I couldn't complete, my throat gave up in some unknown trepidation in anticipation something bad might have happened.
"Bebe thik hai. I'm not talking to Dr. Avni" this is the indication Aman gives everytime he calls me more than single ring during the hospital hours. He knows or I get panicked having repeat back to back calls during my work hours, especially from Khannas. Since last year Bebe having some issues with her heart health, she gets into breathing difficulty more often.
I huffed in relief getting back my throat normal, rubbed my palm over my mouth twice.
Took back the seat, leaned to my desk I nonchalantly played with a pen holding it in between my two fingers.
"Maine kya kiya!!!aur main galat....what" I asked this when my mind recollected what he said in his reply few minutes before.
" kyu tuney Momka juhi-bhai wala post like kiya Avni!!" I knew it I would face this. But Aman's call is unexpected for this reason, the thought didn't cross my mind he could be.
Howbeit I was two hundred percent sure Neil wouldn't call me. Not atleast when I'm at work. And he proved me absolutely.
"SwetaMom tagged me there. Did I have any option!!"
Neil
That was her reply , her tone pensive at the same time apprehensive. And I have got liquify.
"Still you shouldn't have" I said. Even my own voice is foreign to me while I was talking to her. I should have bark at her by now, wasn't how any other man supposed to be reacted at my place!
She should have been castigated. That was what I thought I would do, took a long harsh breath before getting into such conversation related to us with her, over the call. It was nothing constrain rather marvelled I became. How easily she can falter, cease my temper.
Face to face tete-a-tete most of the time it preferable having such kind of sitch. So I ignored her calls since I came back to office around 5 in the evening. I just can't sit in my room being irked and get more mad at our situation and on Avni parallelly. After bursting out on my Mom down there, I emerged from the spot away their gazes over me, I locked myself in my room until I had a long shower and changed into another formal outfit.
Thank god, advancing to the exit I didn't have to face anyone at the hallway. I drove back to office.
There wasn't any chance I would have received her calls during my skype meeting hours. Nor even I had intended to take her call being in office, if she hadn't texted me those messages saying, it's important to call her back.
What the hell with me. I shouldn't have become this easy. I know. But I'm this around her, I can't help it. My heart swelled listening to her begging voice over the device.
"Don't do that again" I said calmly.
"I love you" she replied.
My heart ache at the same time satiate by those words she said.
I closed my eyes reopened, took a breath and spoke "Promise me."
"Don't fight with your Mom" the same Avni everytime. She comes back with another promise involving me into it.
Let's not break her little credence.
She doesn't know, I have my own ways to retort back her every disagreeable promises.
"Why can't you listen to me for once Avi...I said, you won't call my Mom, not today" I barked over the call when I heard saying Avni going to call my Mom on her way returning home. Few seconds back the person who was soother to my hyper heart and now for the same person I'm becoming hostile back. That's another quality of being with her she causes me, not to mention there how many times in a week.
"Nothing will change between us" she reassured me. Avni put the receiver down to her cabin intercom. That was the last three calls she gave me from that number before I answered her finally.
My heart skipped, stomach flattered by the revelation her words left inside me. She actually knows when and where such words to be put to purvey her lover boy leaving him all muted. But this wouldn't mean she wouldn't be rebuked. She will be, when I'll get back to my room and locked it up to talk to her late night, like every other Friday night we do.
As it's my weekend and for her, Saturday is no surgery and the half day as well.
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Sweta
"Sweta tuney haddein paar kari hai aaj" Bebe spoke to me in all allegations in her tone. I pressed the hands for mental support Neela put on my arm sitting beside me on the couch.
"Haan ab sab mujhe hi dosh do" I grumped, sniffing. Whereas I'm still procuring, my mind is in shambles, how Tillu talked to me during the whole scene. My son snarled at me! It's not that he never did before, he did but all those were playfully done, light snorty grumps between both of us. We share such kind of bond why not he is my Tillu as a mother I have full right to tease and disgust him something. Okay most of the time I do. But today there wasn't that boy I deal with. Has he become really what they says Man! that what Bebe interrupt us to shut me up bickering with my Son everything! Am I missing here something that I should know!
"Dekh woh ab tera chota Tillu nahi raha, bada ho chuka hai, company sambhalta hai. Neil se puchey bina tu uski shaadi ki baat matkar, kisi se bhi nahi" I flinched on my seat breaking the thoughts. I opened my mouth to reply her.
She stopped me raising her hand.
"Dekh main tujhe koi dosh nahi de rahi hu...nahi samajhti hu tera intension galat hai, parr......bachhe jab bade ho jaate hai unhe hak hai apni life k kuch decision khud lene ki....tu shaant ho ja Neil ko sochne de usey kya chaiye....tu jitna pressure create karegi utna tum dono k beech tension badhe ga...." Bebe completed.
"Parr Bebe hum aise kaise sab decision apne bachho par chodhde...unhein samjhana bhi to hoga ki....." Bebe cut Neela in her mid sentence. I gasped, Neela startled.
"Samjhana, naahi pressure create karna....bina sochein kuch bhi social media parr upload kardena ek baat nahi hai Neela...." I flinched the way Bebe talked to Neela hardening her face gaping at me.
"Aur ek baat...Juhi ko pata hai! ye sab jo tera plan hai usko lekar! nahi hai to usey bhi tu uncomfortable feel kara rai hai Sweta" Bebe threw the words before bringing the glass of water to her lips Phool brought for us and kept on the coffee table few minutes back when we took our seats on the couch after Neil left us in hallway and strode to his room upstairs.
Whatever I did I shouldn't have done I agree. I wasn't aware of it before, that everything would turn into this bad. But that's not how I'll stop dealing further with my eligible Son, single, most wanted among ladies one of those best Mundas of the town.
No one would definitely teach me how to proceed being a mother to my own child. That's none of their business to meddling with.
The only thing I would keep in check onwards is Juhi. In the whole process, she shouldn't be fazed by; that's what Bebe exclaimed.
What if Neil is in love with someone My subconscious whined, reminded me how Neil fumbled with his mouthful words to retaliate in response of my today's confrontation over him. Nothing could he utter out of it, when I asked him if he is dating someone. He just averted the entirety, moved to focus in deleting that post. Despite the scene, I tried to communicate with his eyes, he left me whizzing defiantly his face became stony. He pulled out his ph, put to his ear, instructed scowling at Aman to delete whatever shit I have uploaded in IG.
How could he call that picture a shit! That's condemned. My anger flared through my nose again thinking of his standing up to me.
Neela
My eyes squinted then flickered when our gaze met and Neil immediately tore away. The words with Sweta confronted him asking if he is in love with someone else.
For a second or more considerably I have witnessed that same gaze I have seen on that black day of our life till now, the day Avni was hospitalized. That day Neil was there with us in hospital. No one noticed unlike I had caught sight of something inexplicable there in a teenage boy's face, for my daughter Avni.
It wasn't that kind of panic, a brother feel for his sick sister. His eyes had held that pain, a fear of loosing someone. The same a boy feels for his love.
It had faded off from my memory as the days passed on, didn't ever notice any significant progress between two of them as years grew longer been four of them together all the time.
Or today seeing him I would say Neil might have adroitly worked on not to be accentuated with his
emotions be displayed around.
Today's scene was an eye opener to me has been provided. If it is the truth I'm assuming of their relationship so far. Then I would be the first person to stop my child not to let her face the hurtful consequences getting into such attachment with the person she not suppose to fall for. Nowhere should be close to any similar that her mother went through years back. Mrs. Aaheli Mukherjee.
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This story will hold several twists, you rarely get to read in my other works.
This plot I'm trying to pencil down more captivating than I usually write. I would like to claim this one gonna be seat gripping to my readers, the more it will move further with the updates.
*Is there anyone wants me to write the hindi dialogues in English!! Please let me know if this okay with everyone.
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