Monday, April 30, 2012

Broken promises

            It was past 9 already. Naksh stared at his computer screen. Just an hour of work left and he could go to bed in peace. He had been denying his son his bedtime stories for a week now. He thought of putting his son to sleep today with his stories. This new project had put a toll on him. Maybe he could manage to spend some time with his wife Neetu after their son slept. He realised he was already dreaming and got back to work.
           He was done with his work when he thought of checking his previous email id. He had a feeling since morning that he was forgetting something about today. Was it someone's birthday? Maybe his old yahoo id could give him the answer. There were some 599 mails! He didn't remember when was the last time he checked it. Anyway Yahoo had some serious spam issues. In the first two pages he couldn't find anything important and assumed that the rest were useless as well. He was about to open the spam box when his son called out to him, "Pappppa come sooon". He shut down his PC, stood up and stretched himself. He caught his wife looking at him. And he knew that look. She smiled and he patted her cheek, "you wait, today I will put him to sleep and be back" he said.
           He was about to enter his son's room when the landline phone rang. He let it ring. He heard the shower running. Neetu had gone for a shower. The phone rang once again. This time Naksh went to answer it. His son who was already enthusiastic to hear his story now made a face. "Paapaaa not done!" "Must be important sonny, let me answer." He wondered who must be calling on landline! It had been long since the landline rang. IT was more of a showpiece now :P
          "Hello"
           No voice from the other end. Who would think of giving blank calls!!
           "Hellooo" this time he raised his voice.
           "Hello" said a feeble female tone.
           "Yes, who is this?"
           "Naksh" she sighed almost leaving a cry. Naksh felt himself getting weak.
           "Shreya" he whispered.
           "I missed you Naksh" she said in that soft voice which could make Naksh do anything!
            He felt himself losing control and then he remembered what she had done to him. His weakness gave way to anger. He had once wanted only one chance to talk to her and today when she had called he didn't know what to say!
           "Shreya how dare you call me!" he tried to get angry but failed. Somewhere it still hurt to shout at her.
           "Naksh, I m.. I m really sorry. "
           "Sorry! That's all you say after all that you did 8 years back?"
           "9 years Naksh.. 9 years and 4 hours back. I have been counting." she murmured.
           Oh yes!! IT was her birthday.
           In the years he had changed his  phone number but the landline number was the same.
           "Naksh it's probably my last birthday.. I m counting my days. Before I breath my last I want to see you. Take it as my last wish."
            "What?? Where are  you Shreya?" He couldn't stop worrying.
            "Tata hospital. Please Naksh meet me once." she pleaded.
            He asked her the visitor's timing and agreed to meet her. As he kept down the receiver he realised his eyes were moist.
            He went back to his son who was angry. He pacified him and after much cuddling and story telling, he finally fell asleep. It was midnight when he finally went to his room. His wife was waiting for him.
"Sorry darling, very tired" he muttered.
His wife turned to the other side of the bed, furious at his behavior.
He felt guilty to have hurt her but he was preoccupied with Shreya.
            In all these years she hadn't bothered about him then why was she remembering him on her death bed? He had forgotten the tragedy this day had brought into his life but today she reminded him the pain again.
           Should he even meet her?

11 comments:

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

Can't say, first love is precious, whatever be its consequence. Probably, he should, but let his wife know first.

Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete

Nelson Souzza said...

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the little princess said...

don't stop...hope there is more.. enjoyed the read.

maithili said...

@Blasphemous Aesthete: First love is precious but also most painful when unfulfilled.. Lets see what happens :)

@ Nelson: Thank you so much. Will drop in to your space soon :)

@thelittleprincess: Next part will follow soon :)

Nirvana said...

Yes he should - and take his wife along too!

Mystical Skeptical Me said...

AND The Brilliant Story Teller is back! :D :D :D Man! My heart was beating really hard, then I saw "to be continued." :|

Honestly, I think he should tell his wife. And he should meet Shreya. First love is love, that cannot be forgotten. :) Loved the story Sis. Next part soon! :D

maithili said...

@Nirvana: Let's see if he acts sensible or acts spontaneous :D

@MSM: You know your comment makes me smile! Maybe when the story unfurls we will know what kind of love it was :) Next part will be soon :)

PeeVee™ said...

Ahhh... Don't make him choose between Shreya and his sonny... :(
And go on...soon...

the little princess said...

in the meanwhile a little something to make you happy

http://titli15081977.blogspot.in/2012/05/happy-as-clam.html

Sujatha Sathya said...

what a nice narrative this was!

and Maithili, thank god you have a separate space now ...or maybe i found it only now through Little Princess's blog ...earlier i used to get lost in all those 4-5 blogs you write on - Darlings of Venus and some more :(

maithili said...

@PeeVee : He can't :D Shreya is terminally ill no!

@ The Little Princess: Thank you so much :D I m really flattered. I will put it on soon :)

@ Sujatha Sathya: Thank you so much :) this space is more than a year old so I can say you were pretty lost with those blogs :D Welcome to my space and thanks for following :)