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Chapter 35 Ankit's World!
"Congratulations Ankit, wishing you all the love and happiness in life... You guys look great together..." Ankit was shocked to see a text message from Diya after almost four months...
"What the hell?" Ankit didn't like Diya's message at all...
He tried calling Diya thrice again but then her cell was switched of now... At least earlier he could leave her a message but no response from her side... Maybe she was not ready to talk to him yet...
"Diya, pick up the phone..." He almost begged and prayed...
"Hello" His prayers were accepted and he could hear her meek sleepy voice...
"Hi Diya" Ankit's heartbeat raised just by hearing her voice after such a long time...
"Hi" She didn't see the caller id and thought to be a call from her work since it was way early in the morning...
There was a long pause and it almost felt like ages before they could talk anything further...
"Congratulations Ankit" Diya barely managed to wish him.
"Diya, I and Khushi are not dating or anything... She is not my girlfriend... I just happen to find her talented and promote her but nothing beyond it..." Ankit did not wish to beat around the bush and gave her straight forward details.
"It's ok Ankit, I am not asking you any explanations here... I will only be happy for you... And if you have moved on..." Diya whispered...
"Oh yeah, I have moved on and that too very successfully... Great joke indeed... My life has been open book before and even now... And the media hounds us in India... Have you ever heard of me dating? Or my pictures with any other girl? Even the photo with Khushi has been from our TV show party where we are surrounded by many people... So you still think I have moved on, oh really? Maybe because you managed it so well, you think everyone is practical, realistic and self-centered in life like you..." He was hurt and could not help but give her a sarcastic reply...
"Ankit..." Tears rolled down her eyes...
"And hearty congratulations, so when are you getting married? Don't forget to invite me and I will make sure to attend..." He didn't stop. He needed to vent out... She had hurt him so bad...
"I am not getting married ok, who told you that?" Diya tried to defend herself...
"Oh please, you agreed to meet the guy... Any guy in his right mind will never say NO to you... What else is left? And it doesn't matter who told me, I have my sources... The fact is you have moved on so well... Congrats..." He mocked her...
"But you never called, you never looked back and all I hear is you hooking up with some extremely talented and beautiful girl... All you talk about to media is how gifted she is and how you are proud to have tapped her raw talent... And now you are judging me?" She barely argued... She knew she was more at fault than him...
"Let me understand this Diya, are you jealous or something?" Ankit was surprised at her blunt accusations...
"And you decided it all for me? Khushi is just a friend, nothing more... First time I looked at Khushi just because she reminded me of you... She is beautiful, innocent and nave like you... And I told you already, I always feel protective for her... But who am I telling, you will never understand..." He was angry...
"And yes, I didn't call all these days you because I was hurt and angry at you... I expected you to call, make efforts Diya... I always wanted you by my side, how hard it is for you to understand this?" Ankit could not help show his frustration to her...
"I guess my whole life, only I am the one who needs you and loves you... All you can do is ditch me last minute, never call, assume things and move on... Guess what, I am waiting for your wedding invite... So send me one and I would love to see how you will look as someone else's bride... Because you never want to be mine..." He felt like throwing the phone or break something for saying that to her... His worst nightmare...
"Ankit, stop it please..." Diya was no longer hiding her pain knowing how much he was hurt too and he could hear her crying loud...
"I am so sorry... I never meant any of these... I just was not prepared for such a big decision and move to India, not sure how it will suit my career or my mother knowing she needed medical help which is free here..." She talked after long pause of 5 minutes...
"You never trusted me, did you?" Ankit was also not ready to let go... He had suffocated himself for months now and just one call that she could not make, hurt him beyond repair...
"It's not that Ankit, it was so sudden that I did not get time to fully understand the situation and give it a try... Maybe I should have explained my mom better..." Diya knew she was guilty...
"For god sake Diya, my dad got a major heart attack and my family needed me during crisis... Right from the beginning I had told you I was there only for my master degree and I would return to India to handle our business... It's just so happened that dad got heart attack and I had to return sooner... But then it was always planned... Which part did you miss to understand? Or you never wanted to make that effort..." He had become bitter waiting for her, just her one phone call...
He knew he had to be harsh on her first to clear the bad air between them... Somewhere he had felt he was taken for granted in their relationship... And he needed to be setting the new rules if they could get over their share of mistakes and thought to get back together...
"I am so sorry... Ankit, I am so sorry... I called you every day when your dad was in hospital... But then we weren't sure about our future..." Diya slowly started opening up... She knew they both needed to talk and clear air...
"Oh so again you decided on your own to ditch me and go away... It's ok Diya... Whatever was to happen has happened and I don't need this anymore... I have come to conclusion, I do not need such a flimsy relationship in my life which can collapse with the first storm comes our way... I am sure you also would not want this anymore... I wish you all the best Diya..." With that he threw his phone...
Diya could hear his phone breaking and then call went dead... She could hear his and her own heart shatter again... And she has no one else but herself to blame... Maybe she could have talked to her mother more convincingly... Would have tried to go to India for couple of weeks, try options, and look for a new job... Nothing, all she did was go into a cocoon and blamed the situation... She never tried from her side...
Being only child and with her father passed away years back, she had her mom's responsibility... And Ankit always respected her for that... He wanted her to visit India during holidays so she can discuss her mom's heart condition with Doctors in India and then decide if moving is viable... Ankit tried everything, offering her job in his company, his family specialist for consultation and an apartment to stay... But she gave up before trying anything with her whole heart...
Ankit tried his best to convince her but sudden heart issues with his father forced him to travel back immediately with the first flight he could hop on... Then he had to stay back until his father went through the surgery and then take over business... Initially they called daily and then him being busy and learning business, they both unable to take any concrete decisions made it more frustrating and suffocating for both... Arguments only lead to no talks and more misunderstandings... Today they were in no man's land...
Ankit felt he was stuck... First time he saw Khushi, he felt he almost saw his Diya in her and felt protective for Khushi... He hesitated for any friendship, forget the dating because his heart still longed for his Diya... He never got closure in the relationship to move on... Only if she could reciprocate... He thought maybe distances will make her realize his worth but it had the exact opposite effect... And then he heard that his Diya is ready to meet another guy for marriage proposal...
He could not help but vent out on her and tears rolled down his eyes when he collected broken pieces of his phone as if he was collecting the broken pieces of his heart...
Diya slowly slid down the wall and cried her heart out... She tried calling him back but his phone was switched off...
"What have I done? Will he ever forgive me?" She hid her head in her knees and kept crying...
"He still loves me and has not moved on! He is keeping tab of my life and was mad at me for deciding to meet some other guy..." She suddenly realized and felt at peace...
"She still loves me and was insanely jealous about Khushi! She was crying thinking about me moving on..." Ankit could recollect all the argument he had with Diya and the thought brought him a smile...
"Maybe Khushi is my lucky charm... No, our lucky charm... Ankit concluded...
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