With you Forever

CHAPTER:- 10

Aahan's Pov

I couldn't explain what I was feeling at that moment. I was too confused to get the reaction from my mind. It was like someone showed you a hope and crushed it badly.

Am I sounding as a love failure, who have faced a harsh break up? Hell, I don't care even if the answer is yes.

All my excitement was long gone, as I wore a white tee matching with a comfy denim. Gelling my hair, I glanced towards my reflection.

It has been almost a year now, I forgot to smile.

The whole year was only about tension, tension and tension of getting a secured job. The wait for job was disappointing me every day all through the year. I was frustrated of not getting job, and Only if I would have not get this job, everything would come to an end. Yeah, that much stressed I was since a long time. I had other plans that I would have left to Mumbai and worked there in any modelling agency or any small jobs. I would have controlled my daily expenses, and my expectations.

But there would have a vacant space in my heart, that would have always mocked me for leaving my dreams behind. And I would have felt like I have wasted half of my life running after grades, and good percentage to get nothing in the end. I always was into computers, and I couldn't just simply give up.

'If you won't help yourself, God can't help you.' I couldn't recall from where did I have read the above line, but it definitely was from any school text book. Because I have never read anything other than my text books. Not that I love only to study, I read them because it was mandatory to clear exams and get at least average marks for a better future And in reality I hated books!

Coming to the topic, yes, I am grateful to God.

For this job.

For this life.

For such wonderful opportunities.

For all the positivity.

For all the lovely people in my life...my best friends, Verma Industry, it's owner and the interviewer (because they gave me this job), My teachers, Mr. and Mrs. Kashyap, my wonderful fri... Wait...

They are not wonderful.

Those idiots!

I recalled the call I just had half an hour with Kamal and Ritik at the doorstep.

Flashback.

What the hell?

Nobody is here.

And I thought, they are busy in planning a surprise for me.

What an i***t kind of friends I have!

I gritted my teeth in anger. Here I was running till here, and they didn't even think of congratulating me.

Well, it was our unsaid code of friendship. We celebrated each little occasions of our life. And I was that child, who loved surprises. They knew it, then why aren't they here.

Simple, they want to annoy me.

And guess what, I am getting annoyed.

No, No. Instead of showing my annoyance to myself, I shout out some sensibility into these non-sense friends of mine. I made my mind, I had to demand a celebration.

Yeah, childishness it was! Then haven't a few paragraphs above, I mentioned myself as a child.

Huh! I dialled Ritik's number and that useless i***t picked the call almost at the last ring.

"Hello!" I heard the unclear sound as the person yawned from other side.

"Damn! Kamal! Have you sell your own phone? Give Ritik his phone back." I yelled.

"Calm down. Calm down, my boy. Breath in and out. Now listen to me, I am here at Ritik's office. And today I am the owner of his phone." Kamal faked a deep voice.

"Alright, Mr. King! Pardon my mistake of disturbing you. Bye."

I was about to cut the call in my anger, but he shouted, "Wait. Wait. Aahan. Listen to me."

"Yeah. Bark." I nonchalantly replied.

"Actually, I was feeling bored in office, so came here to Ritik. I thought both of us will chill, but that old hag boss of his loaded him with extra work." He would have blabbered these stuffs to make me more mad.

But, I interrupted him in middle. "Listen to me now, Mr. Kamal Kashyap! Unlike you, Every God damn person in this earth go to office to work. So you just can't barge inside anyone's office and wait for their boss to welcome you holding a plate of aarti. Now if you don't have anything sensible to say, Can I hang up?" I shouted.

First of all, those idiots didn't congratulate me for the job. And now this Kamal is explaining me how they planned to chill today, bunking their respective offices.

Huh! I am angry.

"Aahan. Don't hang up, please. Listen." He pleaded from other side. His voice was different from the other days. It was definitely not an usual site to witness a pleading Kamal. So I waited for him to continue. "So, yeah. Listen. As I have told you that I am here at Ritik's office. So I need a favour from you. Aahan! Are you hearing me? AAHAN!" He shouted the last word over the phone.

I immediately pushed the phone to a few meter away from my ears. My poor eardrums!

"I am hearing you, i***t. Don't shout, otherwise I won't be able to hear you anymore." I sarcastically said, but there was no response from his side. "Kamal! Kamal! Are you there? Look say whatever you want but complete it quickly. I am not in a mood to bear your jokes now. Kamal!" I continued to rant but I didn't hear him. "Alright, I am hanging up now."

"NO." Suddenly he yelled. "I am here only."

"You are here. Yet, you aren't listening to me. Great. Just great." I murmured.

"Actually I was zoned out." He replied, I could sense the mockery in his voice.

"Zoning out about what?" I asked, and there was that hidden warning in it, 'Another stupid line and I will take you to death'.

"I was just imagining you as a deaf. It was funny. I can abuse you as much I want. You can't even beat me." And Kamal decided to have a death from my hands. I sighed.

"I am serious now. Another baseless talk, and I am hanging up." I used the only power I had at that moment. I can cut the call and save myself from his stupid jokes.

"Okay, Sorry." He appolised, which was the second best surprising event of my life. I have never seen him this way apologising me. First one will always be me getting the job today.

"First, Please. Then Sorry. Is it really Kamal? My friend, Kamal!" I asked.

"Yeah, Bro. This is one and only Kamal, Now please do me this favour." He said in a pleading voice. "Actually Mom is calling me continuously. She wants me to accompany her to the supermarket. You know how much I hate to buy groceries. Can you please go and pick her up?" He tried to speak in a babyish voice, but that man really had a harsh tone.

"Listen, Mr. Kamal Kashyap. You ditched Uncle in the office and now avoiding Aunt's work. Is this the day, they give you birth for?" I sarcastically asked.

"That's for them to decide. But yeah, I can't accompany her to the market. Damn, that place smelled as rotten tomato." He replied.

"I won't go." I firmly said.

"Please, Bro." He again pleaded.

I mean what's exactly wrong with him. He is behaving sweet, while his personality is totally different.

"No!" I stayed rooted at my earlier answer.

"Pretty please." He tried to sound cute. Keyword was tired, because at that moment too he was sounding horrible.

"It's still a no." I said.

"Pretty pretty please." He added one more pretty to his previous statement. Okay, so he is running out of adjectives, I guess.

"Haven't you heard the quote, "No means No." I replied sarcastically. Come on, just because he will add one more pretty, I won't go to the supermarket with his Mom. Damn, she is a shopaholic.

"That's for feminist, stupid." Even at that moment, he had that big mouth to taunt me. That's his original trait. The pleading voice was not sounding like they belonged to the Kamal Kashyap.

"But they fight for equity. So basically I can use it too." I argued from my sight. Silly things we do with friends!

"You are a gone case. Don't come then. Good bye." He yelled.

"Whatever, Bye. Such a time waste!" I replied cheekily.

"Hey, Aahan. Don't cut the call. Wait." I stopped myself from pressing the red icon on the screen, as Ritik interrupted from the other side.

"Yes, Ritik. Say." I said, expecting an apology. He should have planned something for me. I was literally pouting while imagining that my friends were enjoying all by themselves, without caring about my achievement.

"Actually, my bike is punctured. And Kamal should be here, so that I will be able to go back. Please, Aahan. You help Aunty in supermarket, please." He too pleaded.

"Alright." I curtly replied. I thought Ritik was sensible than Kamal. But he was also becoming like Kamal. Side effects of company! While I tried one last time to let them know what I was expecting. "Actually, Ritik. I just come now from interview. You know right, I got it."

"Yeah. Good job." He said.

"Where is my surprise party, i***t!" I yelled mentally.

"Yes, I came here and there is no one. The door is locked." I said again, expecting him to show his sensibility.

But wasn't being sensible against the rule of friendship!

"Yeah. Door is locked. You take the spare keys. They are under the pot. And yeah, go to Kashyap Mansion soon. Aunty is waiting from a long time. Bye."

And the line was cut.

I stomped my feet in annoyance. Like seriously, how insensitive my friends are!

And here the flashback ended.

In present, I sprayed the perfume and wore my wrist watch. Once again glancing at my reflexion on the mirror, I reflected a look of satisfaction and moved out of our apartment.

Kamal had sent the driver to pick me up.

Yeah, they were quite reach. They had multiple cars and drivers. But his mother, Anuradha Kashyap hated to go shopping alone. And today, I have become her prey.

Damn, shopping with Anu Mom is nothing but a nightmare.

And you are going to live with this nightmare, Aahan.

I patted my back, imagining myself holding a thousands of bag and tailing behind Anu Mom.

Well, Anuradha Kashyap was a lovely lady. She fulfilled the void of having a mother in mine and Ritik's life. But when it came to shopping with her, his own son and husband also abandoned her.

But she loved me a lot. There were some valuable reasons for it.

Number one was, I carried all her shopping bags.

Number two - I ran behind her to which ever shop she went. Thanks to my experience in athletics! Trust me, this lady had joint pain. But when it came to shopping, she can give a competition to P. T. Usha.

Number three - I was an extrovert and she was a social butterfly. So whenever, she met any of her friends, and showed me off to then like an antique piece, I smiled politely and talked to every over-enthusiastic friends of hers. And this was the biggest reason she loves me more than anyone.

I saw the sun setting from the mountain.

It was literally the time of dusk. Like seriously, who went to supermarket at evening!

Well Anurandha Kashyap can.

She just needs a chance to shop, no matter at what time and what things she need to purchase.

I cursed my faith, as I spotted the driver under out apartment building.

"Long evening to spend, Aahan!" I motivated myself, feeling bad for the poor me.

As I sat inside, the sky turned dark. The purple shade started fading. The view was indeed serenic.

To be continued...