A few days of
keeping all ideas to get Lia back afar was just to come back with better ones.
Nonetheless, it kept me from closing in to an imminent nervous breakdown.
“Hi” I said over
the phone.
It had been days
now since that dreadful day, and the strength that had till now kept me going,
revitalized back to its full potential.
I still wasn’t bowing
to fate, accepting what had happened, and moving ahead. But why? Of that I had
no clue. There was just a goal ahead, and no path leading back now. I had come
too far, taken too much to give up now.
“Hi, how are you?”
replied Lia, her voice softer than her usual now pitch.
“I’m doing well.
Hey Lia, do you mind if I talk to Rohit once?” I asked.
A possible
outburst was a potential risk, but failing to see how things could be any
worse, I decided to take my chances anyway.
“Yeah sure.” She
said.
Well I didn’t
expect that to happen so quickly. But then, I hadn’t expected a lot many things
that should have been considered.
“Hi, Rohit?” I
said, not sure what would follow.
“Hi, whose this?”
he said
Oh common. I know
Lia has told you I would be calling you. I know she would have done that.
“This is Suraj
here.” Yet, there are formalities to be followed.
“Okay, what do you
want?” he asked.
Okay so that’s how
we are doing this? Gloves are off buddy. You are going down this time. But
wait. He had what I didn’t. Both Lia, and a self-respect perfectly intact.
And thus I had to
be the one who’d be playing nice.
“Rohit, you’re a
smart guy. You can get many more girls than you could count. Please let this
one go. I need her. And if there’s any chance that I get her back, I will take
it. Please let me have her. I really love her.”
“Okay, but if she
doesn’t want to be with you?”
“That’s highly
impossible.” I said, proud of my confidence.
“You can’t say
that. You don’t know what she wants.”
“You let me worry
of that Rohit. I beg of you. Let me have her please.”
“Okay, well let’s
see what can be done.” He said, bringing our nice little conversation to an
abrupt end.
This was someone who
came into the picture not more than a fortnight back. Yet, he managed to give
me nightmares enough to send shivers down the spine.
A guy whose name
was unheard of not long back had managed to make a guy beg him down on his
knees. Self-respect, dignity, and pride were out of the window. Idea of
carrying an ego was in a way, funny, to say the least.
But then it was
all for Lia.
Oh fuck it. I
could not stoop down any lower. And better late than never, I realized it
nonetheless.
Feeling insulted,
humiliated, and mocked, the reality seemed like a harsh joke.
A bit of
butter-paper and dope was the answer now.
Alcohol made me
happy as it made me forget the present.
Marijuana made me
happier as it made me see reality and yet gave me enough strength to laugh at
it, and laugh hard.
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