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2024-10-29 19:42:56I find us packing our stuff as soon as we get to the hotel. The adrenaline is getting to us. We are finally getting somewhere. Though the thought of Ritam’s crippled sister saddens us. But at least we have a name. Ritam Dey. That’s a start. I am sure we will be at Ragini’s doorstep soon.
‘Are we leaving already?’ I ask. ‘It’s a nice city. Can we rest a while? Have a few walks along the city lanes? Nice dinner?’‘Deb,’ Avantika says and throws my bag to me.‘What?’‘Nivedita. It must have been weeks since her brother hasn’t met her.What if Ritam’s parents didn’t let Nivedita know? What if they never tell her that Ritam is never coming back?’ she says with concern.‘I was just kidding. I wanted to see how kicked you were.’From what I inferred from the diary Ritam’s parents had never bothered to contact Nivedita after they sent herRelated chapters
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My breathing is ragged and strained. Every breath I take and release hurts a little more. I feel choked and my throat burns. My head hurts. I try to open my eyes but a bandage wrapped around my head obstructs them. I adjust the bandage to open my eyes. My whole body is broken and it pains as if it has been put into a blender and ground.I take some time to gather where I am. Why does everything hurt so much? Is this a bad dream? I slowly open my eyes partially and look at the ceiling above. It’s not familiar. Then it strikes me. The Chandni Chowk blast.It all comes back to me. The noise, the people, the blood, the severed limbs, the mangled remains of people, cars and buildings. It is a lot harder this time. I can think more clearly. I could’ve been among the dead.‘Deb?’ a female voice says. ‘Are you okay?’I look at her and my eyes light up. She is like a shot of morphine that takes every bit of pain away. I feel alive
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It’s becoming embarrassing now. I can’t take my eyes off my own girlfriend, the girl I’ve been dating for five years. My jaw had dropped the moment I’d seen her walk out of the hotel door and I have not returned to normal yet. I thank Shrey for it. Avantika and I have been driving for the past six hours and it is the best drive ever. She has mastered the art of seduction. Though, I should add here that my threshold is shamefully low. At times I have gotten seduced seeing her brush her teeth.But today is off-the-charts awesome. Avantika has been slipping her hands in ... everywhere! I liked her anyway but I like the new her more. But it’s bothering me. She does not have to pretend in front of me. That’s not what people in love do, right?‘You really don’t have to do this. I think you’re still fun and awesome.’ ‘Why do you think I’m doing this for you?’ she says and looks at me.‘I don&
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A warm breath grazes my neck, and I hear a soft whisper in my ear: ‘Get up.’ Avantika looks at me and smiles, her hair falls over my face and she smells of expensive moisturizers and shampoo.Shrey and Tiya haven’t woken up yet. I get up and follow Avantika to the balcony, where she has already ordered tea for us. The tea tastes horrible but the early morning breeze is amazing. We look inside and Shrey has already moved to the bed. He hugs Tiya, who purrs in her sleep, and kisses her on her neck. Avantika looks at them and smiles. I wrap myself around Avantika and hold her close.‘That girl is crazy,’ she says.‘I know. I don’t know what Shrey is doing with her.’‘Naah, she is a nice girl. She apologized yesterday’ she says.‘She did?’Avantika nods.‘Deb ... why Haridwar?’‘Umm, just like that,’ I say.‘You can hide it from them, b
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‘You’re in love when she’s around and when her voice alone is your guiding light, your only motivation in your life. I am in love.’I will never forget this day. I cannot forget this day. This day defines me now. I hadn’t seen her for many days before today. It was just another morning and I was a little restless. Dejected, I reached the bus stop at the time she used to and waited for her to come, hoping against hope. She came, I looked at her and she looked amazing. I don’t think she saw me. The bus came and there was a mad rush to jump into the bus. She was standing right beside me as we waited for people to board the already crowded bus.I went out of the line and motioned to her that she should get in first. There was way too much jostling and she couldn’t get in. The bus started moving and her eyebrows made a small frowning hill on her head. She looked adorable. She glanced at me and whispered an apology. ‘Sorry&rs
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I can feel Avantika’s soft hands running over my chest. She is sleeping, tired from what we finished about an hour ago. Avantika has always been good in bed. Over the last five years, she has only gotten better. Even tonight, when she crept up on the bed, her eyes dripping with passion and her hands going to all the places they should have, I felt like a man bereft of love since eternity. It took me just a few seconds to rip every shred of cloth off her and subject her to pain and ecstasy.She was incredible with her hands, her tongue and her body tonight. I know the reason. She wanted to tire me out and make me sleep. She had her reasons. She was getting worried about me. I was getting worried about me. I have not slept for the last fifteen days. Neither have I been to my office or the gym. She was afraid I might fall sick.Last night she asked me to see a psychologist or a therapist. I was totally averse to the idea.‘Are you sure you don’t w
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My breathing is ragged and strained. Every breath I take and release hurts a little more. I feel choked and my throat burns. My head hurts. I try to open my eyes but a bandage wrapped around my head obstructs them. I adjust the bandage to open my eyes. My whole body is broken and it pains as if it has been put into a blender and ground.I take some time to gather where I am. Why does everything hurt so much? Is this a bad dream? I slowly open my eyes partially and look at the ceiling above. It’s not familiar. Then it strikes me. The Chandni Chowk blast.It all comes back to me. The noise, the people, the blood, the severed limbs, the mangled remains of people, cars and buildings. It is a lot harder this time. I can think more clearly. I could’ve been among the dead.‘Deb?’ a female voice says. ‘Are you okay?’I look at her and my eyes light up. She is like a shot of morphine that takes every bit of pain away. I feel alive
