Every step Together

71. A Pinch of Belief!

I mean ....me giving an update right from hospital bed, they are right genius people do get ideas from genius places; but you genius people please have kind heart to pardon this author for crap she has done

Have happy days lovelies, with festive days coming. Almighty loves you all!!!!

Tripthi's POV :

"This is soo alien to me. Someone worrying about my dreams coming true is not something I ever witnessed. To be extremely honest, my parents disliked the path I chose. So your care and worry, really means a lot to me" I held his sweaty palms.

"I get you Kohli, trust me I do. I can understand how tough it could get for you to see me in distress, how you were worried about me getting rejected due to the lack of these basic needs. I see how badly you are working up to convince me. The truth is Mr.Kohli, you have turned my Haven, yet I have certain restraints and reservations"

"Is it about the challenge you have done with Dad, about not taking help from any man?"

I can't help but reflect on how he never uses the phrase 'your' before addressing my parents, he accepted them in a way even I haven't.

While I try hard to find reasons not to drown in love with him, this idiot goes on giving me zillion reasons to madly get lost in his love.

He nudged me to speak and I just sighed. It's not like I have a heart of stone, I do understand how his heart aches seeing me dwindling distress, but it makes me feel godamn awful living on other's money.

Blame me or the ghosts of my past, where my parents left no stone unturned in letting me know how grateful I should be, for them as they let me live despite my rebellious ways. One fallout with Akka and all she has done is to remind me how I lived my life at the mercy of her used clothes.

I am tired... exhausted beyond the limit of endurance. Encountering people who have always expected some form of gratitude for doing things to me, some in a much inhuman form; has led me to crisis. Unknown fear creeps within me looking at people doing anything from me; rather than Anna and Bhabhi, I never took one thing from anyone and now that was gone too and will never happen again.

"So will you let all of that going inside come between you and the dreams for which you have put all your life, Meri Jaan? Look at the call-up instructions, we don't have one thing needed and it's not even 39 hours you will be boarding the train; for which you don't even have a reservation" he sounded dejected, pointing at the Call-up instruction form in his hand.

"Look at me" I nudged him.

"Look at me Kohli" I demanded, finally he did look into my eyes. There were those fat tears, ready to slide down his eyes any second from now.

"20 years of my life, I lived every day with struggle. The struggle to choose between my inner voice and what's being shoved upon my head, and many a times I had to kill my self-respect. It's very precious to me Kohli, just now I am learning to love myself; just the way I am. Your Kalakand, the recipe of home has widen my horizons. First ever time I took the charge of my life, and my doors are open. Whether success or failure, I want to be the only one accountable for those," I pressed his hand.

"Of course Jaan, it indeed will be yours. But that doesn't have to stop me from doing basic things for you. Now please don't say ki I mean nothing to you"