Dazed & Confuzed

If you have missed the previous Chapters, you can read them here: Different Phases of Life: Chapter 1. and Different Phases of Life: Chapter 2.

(Disclaimer: The whole story is a work of fiction and is in no way related to any person dead or alive. The names, characters and situations occurring in the story are imaginary and any resemblance to any person dead or alive is purely coincidental.)

(December 2004)

Pallavi was back from her hometown after about one month, she kept her cell off and she didn’t even call Rohit. In the mean time Rohit tried her cell and office landline for ‘N’ number of times. Sunday, she went to Rohit’s PG. As always, his door was not bolted, she opened the door and directly went to his bedroom. She knew, he must be watching TV in his bedroom. Rohit saw her and was shocked, “Hey! Where were you? What happened to you? Why you went to your hometown, without informing? Why your cell is off?” Rohit showered all the questions on her, which were unanswered from last one month.

“Can I have a glass of water please?” Pallavi was sounding very low.

“Oh sorry, please sit down.” Rohit went and brought water for her.

“What happened to you Pallavi? Your face is down, your voice is down. Is everything alright?”

“My Father expired” Rohit was stunned after hearing that. Pallavi started crying and kept on saying, “I got a call from my mom in the first week of November, that he was ill and was admitted to the hospital. I am sorry I didn’t inform you and went to my home. I don’t know what the problem was, he just fell ill and it was getting worse by the time and finally on November 24 he left us.” Pallavi burst into tears. Rohit hugged her and tried to console her, but Pallavi kept on crying.

“My mother and sister are all alone now. I am calling them here and we will shift to a rented accommodation. Can you help me with that?”

“Sure, I have some broker friends; they can be of good help.” Rohit said, he was not out of the state of shock yet. He was not able to understand, how to react, what to do or what to say. Pallavi needed a shoulder to cry and indeed Rohit was the only person in her life as of now, in front of whom she was like an open book. She rested her head in his lap and was a bit normal now.

It was afternoon by now and they were sitting like that only. Pallavi lying in his lap, and was sleeping, like she didn’t sleep from last one month. Rohit looked at her face, she was looking beautiful sleeping, he saw this face after one month, and he knew that for this face he could do anything. But this was not the right time for these things. He slowly rested her head on a pillow & stood up to order something for lunch. He went to the kitchen and made coffee for two. Pallavi woke up by the sound and went to the wash room to wash her face. Door bell rang; it was the pizza delivery guy. Pallavi came out in the dining and they had pizza and coffee together.

“Feeling better?”

“Yeah, Thanxx Rohit, I know only you can help me out of this.”

“I am always there for you, you know that.”

They spent the day together in his PG and he dropped her to the hostel in the evening. Next week her mother and sister (Shruti) shifted with her, in their rented accommodation. Rohit helped her in all this stuff. Pallavi introduced Rohit to her mother & Shruti, as a batch mate and a good friend. Rohit mixed up with her mother very soon; he used to go with her quite often to the super market. Shruti was still doing her graduation; she took admission here in a college.

There life was changed, they still use to talk over phone, but spending the day together and day outs etc. were no more there. A year passed and by the time Pallavi shifted her job, now she was working in a Private Bank, which pays her more than before, as now she had three people to take care of. Rohit was also promoted from Sales Executive to the Sales Manager. One fine Sunday, they met in there favourite corner cafeteria, Rohit asked Pallavi.

“I know you are going through a rough time and you have your mother and Shruti with you here now.” Rohit started the conversation, Pallavi was listening curiously. “Can we both marry?”

“See Rohit, I know you love me, so do I. But you very well know that I am the only person in my family, who earns. Also I have to take care of my mother and Shruti. By the passing time, the priorities in our life change and they are not in our hands.”

“I can very well understand that, but you know me. You know everything about me and my life.”

“Rohit don’t take me otherwise. Shruti is still studying, so I can’t disturb her studies. I want to keep my mother with me and she doesn’t have any other person rather than me, with whom she can live after my marriage. Can you help me out with this?” Rohit was silent. Pallavi continued, “I want to marry a person settled abroad, so that I can take my mother with me.”

Rohit was broken; he didn’t say a word after that. He knew whatever Pallavi was saying, she was right with her point. So he never started that matter with her again. They were back to the tag of “Just Good Friends.”

(December 2005)

Pallavi got married to guy settled in Canada, he was working with a software firm and was earning in multi grands. Rohit got the invitation, but he never went to the wedding. One cannot see the person, whom you love, marrying someone else. Rohit was back to his daily routine and was left all alone.

(P.S.: The Unexpected Twist is yet to be revealed. Wait for the next chapter.)

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