[A lot like Love] Promises 5

Promises is a love tale of two distance lovers who are each others best friend more than being just lovers. Click Here if you have missed previous chapter of the story.

Promises 5

After a while when I felt too suffocated, I called Arav. I needed him the most. I knew he won’t judge my family and will take this problem as his own. I told him everything, he heard me patiently.

“Naina, you are ok?” He asked after a brief pause.

I wasn’t fine, but as he asked I couldn’t control further and started to sob.

“Hey, don’t cry, don’t cry. It will pass. Ok, do one thing, talk to your bro, may be you can explain him anything? Just ask him to once come and meet everyone.” he suggested.

“Yes maybe I should, you are right, hey wait I am getting his call let me talk to him, I will get back to you.

Thanks for being there.” I disconnected his call and took bhaiya’s call.

“Hey nannu, where are you? Want to talk to you right now.” he said as I picked.

“Bro, I need to talk to you too, what had happened suddenly?” I asked.

“Ooh..! So you too know it now? News traveled faster than I imagined! Well I don’t want to explain it to anybody anything. I love her and I want to be with her, that’s it. What is the big deal about it? Ok just leave it and I wanted to say just talk to mumma once, call her and know is she fine?”

“Why don’t you do it?” I asked in a bit irritated voice.

“I don’t want to ok, can you do this or not just tell me this?” he answered loudly.

“I am here at home; she is not fine at all. I think you should talk to her, or I will say its better if you come and meet her bhaai please. She needs you most, her trust is shaken badly, and you need to pacify her.” I requested him.

“Listen, I use to thought my family was modern and secular, I didn’t knew you all were so backward. She is an amazing person Naina believe me. At least you believe me yaar, do you think I will choose a wrong girl?” His voice got hoarse.

“Bhaai did you even tried to ask me? Anyways leave all that. I am sure she is an amazing person, and if you love her so much, she too loves you that much right? Can’t she come over here in India, and settle with us? Can’t you guys even come and take mummy papa’s blessing? Do you even tried to know what is keeping them upset? Bro stop assuming things at your own.” I said it all in a single breathe.

He went silent for a while, thinking, then he answered, “Ok, I shall talk to her about it, but till then you take care of things over there please. Take a leave for few days from office and stay with mumma. I will try my best to come soon alone or with her, whatever seems right, to meet them.” He tried to calm me.

“Ok bhaiya I will. You take care of yours, I am disconnecting, mumma is calling me in her room. Bye.” I was about to disconnect, he said, “Wait, will you not say you miss me, like always? Well I know I am responsible for this gap between us. But, I just miss you Naina, a lot.  Love you. Take care of mumma papa and yourself too bye.”

I felt silent. What was all happening with me? Everything was going just so wrong. I called at my office on Monday and took a leave for a week.

Every moment I was feeling struck, struck between a brother’s love, his decision and a mother’s faith her trust over her children. So much was clogging my mind; I didn’t talk to Arav those days and was just there with mum all the time. The week passed quicker as I thought. Mum was better now but her anger towards Bhai was still the same.

Bhaiya use to call me on alternative days to just know how mumma and papa was. I wanted to stay for a longer period with my family, till things get better but my work was suffering too. Finally it was time to go.

Mumma was again emotional as I was leaving. Papa came to drop me at the bus stop. As we went I got an almost vacant bus, I took a window seat. There were few minutes for the bus to leave so I came out and stood with papa.

Papa was silent for a while, then he asked me if I need something, I denied,

“You should board the bus, it’s going to leave now, I think” he said looking towards the bus.

I nodded and gave him a quick hug, and turned around to get on the bus, he took my name, I turned back,
“Beta, your mum and I are equally hurt, I don’t  show but I feel by his actions that I am insulted, my own son didn’t even took my opinion for such decision of his life? He had tears in his eyes, I could not see him like this, he has always been so strong but today I felt he is deeply hurt,”Papa, we both respect you a lot and I will never insult you! Can’t even imagine so, I promise you, I will marry the person you will chose for me, I will not even bother to know his name because if you chose him for me, he would  obviously the best.” I said and I meant it.

He smiled ,”Promise?” he asked, I nodded he hugged me once again and I boarded the bus. We bid each other goodbye from the window as the bus moved ahead, I have never felt this feeling before. My one promise bought back his smile, his confidence and faith. I felt too happy for him, but I know that will probably meant end of my love story, I had tears rolling down my eyes, I can’t figure out they were of the happiness or the pain.

To be Continued..

What will happen next? Will Naina sacrifice her love or will break promise to his father?! Stay tuned to BuddyBits.com for the next chapter of the story Promises.

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Neha Gupta
Finished her engineering in computer science in 2013, presently she is aspiring as a writer. She is an avid blogger, reader and writer. She loves writing short stories and writes on different niche. Dan Brown, Preeti Shenoy, Rhonda Byrne are few of her favorite authors. She has been a contributor author in four anthologies in the past year and co-editor for one of them. Although an engineer but a writer at heart, she wishes to get recognized in the writing field.

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