Here is the next chapter. Hopefully it is good. If not, I apologize.
Chapter 3:
11:15 AM, Sunday
Miami International Airport
Miami, FL, United States
He had made a mistake, he concludes, by coming here. It was
a futile attempt on his part which he should not have enacted upon in the first
place. He didn't know why he expected her to help him. Taking her great love
for Mausi into consideration, he assumed she'd concede to his request. Well, it
turns out he thought wrong. He shouldn't have assumed anything. Coming here and
seeing his ex-wife himself after four years, he has seen that she has certainly
changed quite a lot from what she once was. Gone was the mousy little girl who
barely had the courage to meet him in the eye replaced by a determined,
independent woman who stood her ground. To say he was surprised was an
understatement. Not only had she changed personality wise but her appearance did
not stay the same the least. He wouldn't have recognized her if not for the
pictures Vivek had sent him beforehand. She is a different person altogether.
Last he remembers, Bani had been a lanky, petite girl who
seemed to be awkward in her own body. She wore her hair short, meeting just the
tips of her shoulders, and dressed only in simple salwaar kameezs. By
appearance one could tell she was a bore. Not that there wasn't more to her
than that—in fact, everyone raved on about her, paying her compliments and
remarking how lovely of a girl she was. Even he believed she was a genuinely kind
girl that he took a liking to as a friend. That is up until she joined their fathers'
conspiracy and entrapped him in their scheme. Any pleasant feelings he
treasured for her were gone in a flash—long forgotten. And she became one of
the deceivers who turned his life upside down.
Yesterday he saw someone else. She was not the Bani Dixit he
knew. These past four years have altered her greatly to such an extreme he did
not think possible. Her once skinny, taut frame now showed indications of
feminine curves on her developed, slender body. She gained weight, but all in
the right places. Her features have become more defined and mature---proving
the fact that she is indeed an attractive young female. Her once tomboyish cut
hair now nearly reaches her waist and sleeks with a shine that had not been
there before. And to finish it all off, he had noted an air of confidence in
her body language, as if nothing could take her down, as if nothing could
intimidate her in anyway. And she had shown him just that, hadn't she? When she
did not concede defeat to his aggressive behavior… instead she had chosen to
display equal aggression back, which is unlikely for her, or at least for the
girl she had been back then.
He releases a dreary sigh and rubs at his forehead. He
doesn't understand what he should do now. If he could, he'd drag Bani along
with him, blackmail her in anyway. But that would only add up to all the hostility
left between them. Besides, it's clear that she will not allow herself to be
forced into anything against her will. She's far too determined and prideful
now. She has developed a backbone.
The ringing of his cellular phone draws his attention and he
reaches for the device within his pocket.
"Hello?" he curtly answers--frustration and irritation
evident in his voice.
"Hello, Jai? Any news as of yet? Did you see her? Did you
tell her? Is she willing to agree? Is she coming with you?" his best friend cum
brother-in-law barks right away, not caring to exchange any pleasantries first.
"She refused, Aditya. She said point blank that she did not
want to come back and deal with us all, particularly me. Even if it is Mausi's
health at stake….So there you have it, your precious Bani isn't as generous and
kind like you praise her to be," he bites sourly.
"What? … Are you sure? This doesn't sound like Bani…. I'm
sure you did something to her or else she'd never refuse…. Mausi means a lot to
her," Aditya counteracts, defending the girl he loves just like a sister.
"Why do you automatically assume I did something? I'm not
the foul beast you like to think that I am… nor is that chit of a woman as
mahan as you think she is… If she was, then she'd be here by now… She's made
her decision perfectly clear…. There's less than five minutes left to board the
flight and she---…"
"… and she what, Jai?" Aditya repeats, wanting him to finish
his unfinished sentence. Jai's steely gaze fixates onto the entranceway of the
gate, neglecting to hear his friend who tries to attain his lost attention.
"I'll see you once I get home, Aditya," he gruffly dismisses
him and cuts the call, placing his cell phone back into his pocket. He rises
from his seat and a set grim settles onto his face, his lips forming into a
thin line.
He watches as her figure emerges into sight, gripping his rapt
attention right away. She rolls a suitcase in one hand and balances a handbag
on the arm of her other. She slides her dark shades onto the top of her head,
pushing back the silky tresses that flailed against her face. Her honey brown eyes meet his from across the
distance in a fierce lock. She's dressed casually in a pair of dark skinny
jeans with a fitting cotton white shirt underneath her black sweater. She wears
silver flats that clack against the marble floor of the airport until they come
to a slow once she reaches him, halting a foot away.
He raises a brow at her that she ignores, not appreciating
any snide remark she figures he is about to say. Before he can utter whatever
he wished to speak, she beats him to it.
"I hope I'm not late… I got stuck in traffic," she offers
the reason briskly, not caring to explain herself but saying so to fill up the
awkward silence that constantly makes itself present amongst them since their
encounter the night before.
"They'll be calling first class any moment now….," he
informs with as much civility he has, biting back the remark he intended on
stating. He didn't care for what miracle changed her made up mind, he is
thankful that it had been done. It seems that a stubborn woman as herself can
be persuaded after all….
"First class passengers flying on United Airlines from Miami
to Vienna, please board onto the flight. I repeat, first class passengers,
prepare to board."
"That's us?" Bani questions him cautiously, eying the
already forming line at the front desk.
"You didn't think that I'd actually fly coach, did you?" he
chides, as if expecting her to know this. Bani rolls her eyes at him, detesting
the arrogance he chooses to display whenever given the chance. He has gotten
more pompous and pigheaded than ever before. She follows his lead toward the
line and watches mutely as he hands over his ticket to be inspected once it is
his turn. Just as he adjusts the strap to his duffel bag hanging on his
shoulder, preparing to head in the direction of the plane, he casts a backward
glance in her direction.
"By the way, I'm expecting you to fully reimburse the
expenses of the flight… just so you know," he murmurs before stalking off. Bani stares at his fleeting back with
disbelief and glares fumingly, hating him with an even deeper degree. The nerve
of him…
The airport employee checking the tickets had to tap her in
order to grab her attention….
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Bani locates her seat number, passing through the aisle, and
to her grave dismay finds Jai Walia situated comfortably on the aisle seat,
which was to be hers. She frowns menacingly at this. He sits with his long legs
stretched out and his seat pushed back in a relaxing position. He carries a
sports magazine in his hands that he reads intently, neglecting everything else
around him, particularly her. She clears her throat….
Jai Walia lowers the magazine and peers at her from the
edges of it. "Yes?"
"You're sitting in my seat…," she points out bitingly,
tapping her foot against the floor impatiently. She sees a wave of indifference
wash over his face just before he returns his attention back onto the article
he was previously reading.
"I didn't think it mattered…. window or aisle… it's in the
same general place… And now that I am comfortably settled, I don't intend on
switching seats…" he replies jadedly, not caring much for the issue she is
ensuing. Bani inwardly fumes at his ungentlemanly behavior, but then again, did
she really expect him to behave in such a way with her? She shuts her eyes,
taking in a deep breath, and calms herself. So what if she can't have the aisle
seat… She'll just be careful not to drink too much to avoid having to make a
trip to the restroom… The least bodily contact she makes with Jai Walia, the
better.
"Do you intend on sitting down anytime soon or do you plan
on remaining on your feet throughout the flight? I'm not sure the flight
attendants would be so pleased if you are…," he drawls lazily, flipping through
a page. Ignoring his comment, she slips in between him and the seat in front of
her, stepping over his lounged legs, and sitting down next the window, perched
on the side---sitting as far from him as she can.
"Last time I remember, I don't bite….," he jibes, staring in
her direction. This time it's her turn to raise a brow at him. "Are you certain
of that?"
"You know, I'm quite enjoying this… Seems like whatever I
have to say, you have a readily response in return… How have you changed, Bani…,"
he drawls purposely, his gray eyes turning a shade darker and remaining
steadily onto her.
"I'm not here to amuse you…," she retorts icily.
"Precisely… then why is it that you are here?" he inquires,
bringing the real situation at present to light. Bani finds herself stumped and
unable to answer him right away. She turns her face, allowing her hair to
curtain her profile, and mumbles, "That isn't any of your concern… all you need
to know is that I'm going along with this charade… I believe that should be
enough for you."
Jai nods his head in agreement after a thoughtful moment.
"Fair enough…," he responds seconds before he redirects his gaze onto the
magazine sprawled in his hands.
While Jai Walia seems comfortably at ease without a trickle
of discomfort, Bani is the complete opposite. She cannot find it within herself
to relax without remaining guarded by the presence of him. After what she has
gone through with this man, she learns that she can never fully put her
defenses down. It's an acquired trait she may never let go of….
"No one gets away with deceiving Jai Walia… not even you Bani Dixit…
I'm going to teach you a valuable lesson you will never forget…"
Bani shivers from the mere memory and glances down at her
arm, pulling up the sleeve to her sweater, to see goose bumps forming on her
fair skin. She casts a discreet glance at Jai, whose main focus remains on the
reading article in front of him. She can hardly believe the man she loathed and
swore she'd never see again is sitting barely inches away from her. What has
she done by coming here? She slumps her head against the headrest of her seat
and tilts her face in the direction of the oval window beside her.
That night Jai stormed out of her apartment she could not
sleep the entire night. His arrival, his news, and the words he said did not
leave her mind in peace. She told herself over and over to not let him affect
her in this way, not when she hasn't seen him for years, breaking off ties with
him and his family for good. Over the years she taught herself to never look
back but to instead look forward and to all the possibilities the future held
for her. She'd create a better life for herself, one where she was in control
and not in a vulnerable state where others could walk over her, dictate her
life, and hurt her with ease. She would find no pain in her new life and that
had come true. She was content with who she became and what she made for
herself. She was doing just fine until the dark, gloomy past decided to knock
upon her door, making a reappearance in her life.
And she remembered what she had forced herself to forget for
so many years…. She remembered her childhood filled with endless love and
pampering from the Walia family, especially from Uday and Mausi who treated her
like their own. Bani looked to them as additional parents coupled with her own
father and respected them just the same. Though she loved her father and Uday
uncle with all her heart, it was Mausi whom she felt the closest. To her she
shared all her secrets, her desires, her woes, her fears and could count on her
to always help her up whenever she fell down. It was Mausi after all who would
cradle her to sleep, tend to all her wounds, cried when she cried, and smiled
when she did. She stuck with her through thick and thin without having to, but
she did. She was the mother she never asked for, but was given nonetheless.
And Bani felt ashamed….ashamed that she could disregard her
so quickly as if she wasn't worthy of her time. Ashamed that she shunned her as
well with all the other people she turned her back on. Ashamed that she has
gotten so cold and indifferent that she'd refuse to take care of the one woman
who has been everything to her. Has she really grown so stonehearted these past
few years? Had she really allowed Jai's actions to pent up so much resentment
in her to turn her back on her own loved ones? She couldn't believe the fact,
no matter how hard she tried. Basking in her own guilt and misery for deserting
the one woman who means the world to her, Bani packed her bags and raced to the
airport without a second thought. All she knew was that her Mausi needed her
and that she needed her as well. And she didn't care if she had to put up with
the likes of Jai Walia again; she just wants to meet her mother whom she has
been aching to see….
"Champagne?" Bani is startled out of her daze on hearing a
female voice intruding in on her thoughts. She turns to see a stewardess
presenting a flute filled drink to Jai Walia, who smiles politely while
accepting it graciously---setting aside the magazine in his hands.
"Champagne, miss?" Bani feigns a small smile whilst shaking
her head in refusal. "No thank you, I'm fine."
"I suggest you have one… It's going to be one hell of a
flight…," he says just as the woman walks away behind the curtains separating
the first and economic classes…
"No thanks, I don't drink…," she murmurs degradingly,
sending a swift judgmental glare in his way. "Suit yourself then," he mutters,
swooshing down the drink smoothly and resuming to slip back into the
tranquility that seems to surround him.
Bani shifts uncomfortably in her seat and wrings her hands,
biting down on her bottom lip. Again she casts a look in his direction,
watching him take sips from his drink, his Adam's apple moving along with each.
"….How long do the doctors say it'll take for Mausi to
recover her memory?" she puts across, fishing for an idea of how long she'd be
staying. She'd planned for only a few days stay with much pleading from her
boss, who was reluctant with the ongoing project she has been entrusted with
handling but finally agreed if she'd continue the job while being away. She
couldn't possibly stay for any longer…nor did she want to.
Jai lowers his glass and meets her questioning gaze. "Possibly
a few weeks…months… years…. It's not certain. Her memory may never even return…,"
he shrugs. Bani's eyes widen on hearing this. "Are you serious?"
"No, I just enjoy cracking jokes about my aunt's health….,"
he comments dryly with a roll of his eyes. She ignores this. "Well, you are
planning on telling Mausi about us, right? I mean, how we're not married
anymore… Aren't you?" A small spark flickers in his eyes briefly before he
raises his flute to his lips, averting his gaze.
"Aren't you?" she repeats, staring at him intently and
noting his body posture, especially his refusal to answer her. "Jai…," she
demands, turning her body fully in his direction to stare at him squarely. He
flashes an irritated look. "Look, I'm not planning on telling her anything
anytime soon, okay?" he grudgingly replies.
"And what's your definition of 'soon'?" she questions
cautiously, dreading the answer he'd give her. "Till she recovers her memory,"
he utters casually, as if it were very obvious.
"What?!" she squeaks, bringing attention to herself from the
other fellow passengers surrounding them. The flight attendant that previously
catered to them returns to their side with concern written on her face. She
glances back and forth from Jai and Bani warily, taking notice to the tension
presiding between them.
"Is everything alright?"
While Bani is too dumbfound to reply, Jai Walia steps in
easily taking care of the situation.
"Yes, we're just fine. Thank you," he dismisses her
immediately. The woman hesitantly walks away, throwing a backward glance in
their way until shrugging her shoulders and letting the matter go.
"You can't be serious!" she persists, the disbelief now
permanently etching itself onto her facial features. "You are joking, right?
This you are definitely joking about…."
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your pilot Jonathan Williams ….
We're looking at about a twelve hour flight time today…. We've got clear skies
and good visibility… The temperature in Vienna is near 77 degrees…. We are
running right on schedule, so if you will seat yourselves in and please wear
your seatbelts, we will be airborne shortly. Flight attendants please prepare
for takeoff."
"You heard the pilot, buckle yourself in…," Jai repeats,
taking a hold of his own seatbelt to buckle it across his lap. Her eyes nearly
pop out its sockets as it settles into her what she had just done. She's just literally
screwed herself. Horror spreads onto her face….
"Oh… my…. God…"
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"Di…. Di, please
speak to me….. Please Didi, you haven't said a word since the past hour… Talk
to me…. Just say anything…but please don't ignore me like this….," her sister
pleads to her whilst rattling her to attain her diverted attention. Receiving no answer, she continues to hound a
response from her, refusing to leave her alone for a second.
"Bani Di, please…,"
she persists, following after her sister's trailing figure wandering around the
expanse of the pale yellow colored room. Rano Dixit halts briefly in her steps
when she feels her older sister roughly snatch her arm from her hold, blatantly
evading her. She stares into Bani's back that stands before her opened wardrobe
that has been tackled viciously since the moment she stepped into the bedroom. Her
own resolution to stay calm and in control breaks as she sees her sister's
indifference towards her. Tears swim in her eyes as she becomes a silent
spectator, watching Bani grab for her clothes, snatching them off the hangers and
dumping them into the suitcase sprawled on her bed.
Rano had been heading
off to bed when Bani had stormed into the house late into the night. Her and
Nishikant's frantic questions were left unanswered as she wept uncontrollably,
her eyes hazy red, and her body trembling. Their efforts to soothe her went to
vain. She seemed to be possessed by something that gnawed at her from the
inside. Without any indication, without any words, she headed straight to her
room rummaging through her things and packing immediately. Rano followed after
her sister quickly, terribly worried for her sister's current state, while
Nishikant rushed to the telephone to ring Uday Walia, hoping to find some
answers from his good friend.
Rano can hear her
father's distant voice speaking still while no improvements have been made with
her wild appearing sister, who proceeds on doing what she had come here for.
Rano sinks onto the
bed, sitting besides the large suitcase, and stares into it with vacant seeming
eyes. She traces the edges of it, her own fingers shaking by the mere thought
of what possibly could have gone wrong with Bani and her now husband.
"Bani Di…. I don't
know what's going on…. why suddenly you had to marry Jai Bhaiya….why Roshini
went running off….why you are here instead there at Uday Uncle's….or what it is
that you're planning on doing next…. But I want you to know that I am going to
support you in whatever you decide, no matter what…," she voices softly, her
gaze lifting back up at her….seeing her reach for more of her things…
"Because you are my
sister…. And I am here for you because I love you…..," she states clearly,
watching her every movements carefully…. She looks on as her sister stills in
her place briefly to turn and look back at her…. Within the next moment, the
clothes in her hands fall to the floor and she buries her face into her unsteady
fingers ….heavy sobs escaping from her quivering lips…..
"Leave….I-I-I have
to… l-leave…. Please, Rano…. He-He…tried to…..I-I….I have to go….. I have to go
away from here… far-far…far away….. I can't ….stay here…. Please, help me…,"
she mutters in between each raking sob. Rano springs from up her seat and
reaches toward her side immediately, enveloping her into her arms. Not knowing
exactly what is going on, yet somehow having a slight idea, Rano nods her head
understandingly, her own cheeks damp with tears.
"Wherever you want
to go, Di… I promise you…You can leave from here….. I'll get you as far as you
want to go….. as far away as you want to be… We won't stop you…."
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10:37 AM, Sunday
Stanford University
Stanford, CA
"Just think, in little less than a month we'll be
graduating and going out into the real world…. How excitingly terrifying is that?!"
her good friend questions her with an eager look spread on her face. She simply
smiles in agreement, continuing to walk in the direction of the parking lot,
headed toward her car.
"I can't believe our four years at Stanford went by in
a flash… I'm starting to wonder where all that time went," she expresses
herself, honestly giving some thought as to what she had done these past four
years of her college experience.
"Studying, homework, exams, studying, studying, and
more studying. You really were the over achiever, Rano," her friend chides,
getting a playful punch in return.
"Yeah, well I'm hoping that it pays off real well…..
Alright Sania, I've got to get a move on. I'm running late to the charity event
I promised I'd help out in," Rano says rather hastily just as she approaches
her car and opens the door.
"Fine, I'll let you go. Thanks for Breakfast by the
way. Next time it's on me!" Sania replies with a wave of her hand, walking in
the other direction to her own car.
"I'm counting on it!" Rano yells in response after her
before settling inside her car and turning the engine on. She glances at the
time, relieved to see that she's on time and will not have to speed to make it
to the event. She is just about to back out of the parking space, looking into
her rearview mirror, when she feels her phone vibrating. Distractedly she pulls
it out of her jean pocket and quickly glances at the screen of her phone,
seeing that she has a text from her sister. Without any delay, she opens and
reads it….
Hey Ran, going to
Mumbai, last minute plan. Mausi was in an accident. She's fine now. Just going
to check up on her. Not planning to be there for too long, but for the next few
days I won't be in touch. Don't want to be charged long-distance. Take care. I'll
see you soon. Love, Di.
Rano leans back into her seat after reading each line
and slumps her head onto the headrest. She releases a dreary sigh. "Oh, Bani
Di…."
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6:38 AM, Monday
Starbucks Coffee [Vienna
International]
Vienna, Austria
"Yeah, can I just get a Latte?" Jai Walia orders, digging
into his pocket for his wallet. Once boarding off the plane, he had located the
nearest coffee place for a refill of caffeine in his system. If he was going to
deal with this brooding woman with him, he'd need a dose immediately. Since the
flight she has been remaining quiet to herself with her lips pursed together,
refusing to glance in his way once.
"And an iced tea as well," he adds on a second thought. He
hands over a few bills and tucks his wallet back into his denim jeans pocket.
He casts a look to where she is sitting; folded arms, her
one leg crossed over the other, and her foot tapping midair. He notes how she
is still tightlipped ever since the beginning of the flight. She refuses to
stare in his direction, pretending as if he isn't here… or better yet, if she isn't
here with him.
"What makes you think that I want tea?" she fiercely
questions him as he seats himself across her at the small table situated right
outside the place. She forgets momentarily about her refusal to speak to him
anytime soon. He nearly slams the tall sweet lemon tea on her side of the table
and takes a grip of his own drink, enjoying the smell wafting from the slit of
the lid.
"Because you hate coffee, Bani," he explains slowly as if
speaking to a toddler who he is trying to make understand.
"And who told you that?"
"No one had to. Now can you quit sulking and drink it
already? I know it's your favorite drink so don't act like I've offended you by
getting it….," he says sternly, irritated by her hostile behavior. She sends
hateful daggers in his way.
"How much am I going to have to reimburse you for it?" she sardonically
questions, referencing to his earlier remark about having to pay for the travel
expenses.
"This? This is for free, from my own generosity. So drink
up," he commands while taking his own first sip and relishing the strong taste
of his coffee. Bani grudgingly looks
toward her own drink and takes hold of it.
"Generous…and you," she scoffs whilst twirling her straw
around. Jai Walia flashes an annoyed look. "I'm sorry if it's so hard for you
to digest that I am a civil being."
"Ha! Civil!" she snorts. He glowers darkly at her, his
fingers clenching around his cup.
"Look, frankly I'm real tired of the attitude and this
consistent display of hostility you keep putting on…. I'm putting my best
efforts into being civil with you which so far is proving to be the most difficult
thing I have ever had to do…. But if you don't want the damn tea, then go take
it back….don't bite my head for at least trying to be considerate….," he
growls, sipping his own drink grudgingly.
"And why should you be so considerate?" she prods, now
having opened her mouth unable to close it back again. She is slightly amazed
with herself for being so hostile. She didn't know she had this side to her
until now.
"We were on a twelve hour flight in which you refused to
have anything to eat or drink simply because you refused to have any bodily
contact with me… Now, isn't that a little childish?"
Bani's cheeks turn pink on his comment, both infuriated and
embarrassed by it.
"Don't call me childish. I'm a grown woman," she fiercely
states.
"Just drink the damn drink Bani and quit being such a
stubborn ass," he expresses with finality leaving her momentarily speechless by
the thick aggression in his dark tone and also for calling her an "ass." She
sees how triumph flickers in his gray eyes and how he eases back into his
chair, satisfied by the authority he just displayed….irking her greatly.
Suddenly she stands up, pushing back her chair, and glares at him from her
standing position. He watches her carefully.
"And where do you think you're going?"
She takes the tea in her hand and turns her back on him,
neglecting to answer him. She walks some feet away, knowing that his eyes are
watching her every move. A smile lights up on her face as she locates what
she's looking for. Standing close to it, she glances over her shoulder at him
and throws the drink into the trash bin making sure he watches. She walks back
over to the table meeting his steely gaze.
"Before we get to Mumbai, I
want to clarify a few things Jai Walia…."
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