Chapter 5: Pinky Promise?

Pravi POV

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I saw dad and my brothers leaving for London in the evening. I don’t want them to go but work is also important as per mom. I started crying, hugging maa. When Maa was wiping my tears and was saying all sweet things. My eyes landed on him, who was staring at me with an unknown expression.

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“Maa, that guy…Is he upset because he doesn’t stay with his family?”, I don’t know why I asked that because it’s been approx. 10 days. Not a once, I have seen him speaking like a normal human. That’s so rude.

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“Yes, sweetie. All the people in the world share their emotions differently. For example, you cry to show that you are sad and upset while Aarvik keeps silent to show that he is upset.”

“Which one is good?”

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“Both, but it feels better after sharing the emotions rather than holding it in our heart. People like Aarvik cries, it is just they need someone by their side to whom they are most comfortable with.”

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“Is it?”, I asked. “Then I will stay by his side so that I can give him my hanky to wipe his tears.”

“Good girl.”

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From that day, I used to monitor him where I used to free. I must say he is such a disciplined person or say his lifestyle is equal to a robot. God. FUN word is missing in his life. I mean, he does nothing a minute before or a minute after. He is such a weirdo. I checked the time it is 8 PM. It’s his time to have dinner.

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At the same moment, Aarvik came out of his room.

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‘See, I told you. He always ignores me like I don’t exist whenever I try to talk with him. Today I will force him to open his mouth anyhow.’, I stopped watching TV and walked toward him. I stood beside him, but he doesn’t bother to look in my direction. ‘Abhi batati hoon.’, I raised my hand, and he looked toward me in confusion.

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‘I will not stop what I started ‘. With this thought in the mind. I started Nagin dance and rotating around his chair. His eyes widened in shock or say surprise. I even show my tongue to him like a snake, and that’s it. I saw something which I had never seen before. His lips twitched a little and a small smile appeared on his face & then he started grinning. He rotated slightly while grinning.

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“Pagal”, He talked with himself. “What’s your name, little girl?” He asked while smiling while I narrowed my eyes ‘Does he really not know my name?’

“My name is Pravi Basu. And what is your name?”,

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“You really don’t name?”, He asked raising his brow. Of course, I know your name, but since you acted as if you don’t know my name. I am doing the same.

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“No”, I replied innocently. I am 100% sure that he knows that I am lying.

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“My name is Aarvik Singh Rathore.”, He replied. “Well, it is an unpleasant habit to lie. I really didn’t know your name. I was kind of so engross in myself that I didn’t care about the things happening around me.”

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“It means I have to remind my name to you again?”, I asked, crossing my hand around my chest. He stared at me for a good amount of time with a confused expression. “You will again forget my name after getting engross yourself into something, will you?”

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“Oh, no…no..no. I will never forget your name. I promise.”

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“And you won’t even ignore me like I am invisible.”

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“I won’t do that. Promise”

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“Pinky promise?”, I asked, showing my little finger.

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“Pinky promise.”

Next Morning

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"Good Morning Aarvik Bhaiya", I chirped up happily when I came down to have breakfast, but in response, I received nothing but ignorance from him. In fact, he walked away. 'Great, he is back to his cold mode. Fine, I know how to bring him back to track.' I thought.

Time Skip

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At Night the moment, the clock hit the 8 PM and Aarvik came out of his room. I ran toward the chair where he used to sit daily for having his breakfast or dinner, and before he could have sit there. I grabbed his chair and sat on it. I saw him staring at me for a while, but I ignored him just like he used to do. I felt a chair beside me, scarped on the floor, and he sat on that chair.

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"Pravi, that was so rude.", My mother scolded me. Well, I knew this will happen that's why I am prepared for it.

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"I am sorry, Maa", I mumbled. "But you know, I find it quite rude when someone simply disregards a greeting and walks ways. Even though they promised me, it won't happen again.", I indirectly taunted him. I saw his expression getting change. What did he think? I will leave this matter. No way. No one ignores me like that.

He had absolutely not expected for my direct and honest opinion of the morning encounter. That too in front of mom.

"I was not....feeling well.", He said or say lied.

"I still deserve an apology for the rudeness.", I narrowed my eyes and pointed fork toward him.

"I didn't mean to be rude, I'm sorry.", He said on which I smiled and even my mother because it is not that easy to make him speak and finally, I did it. Once she left from there to Kitchen to bring food to the dining table. 

"Apology accepted.", I gave a toothy grin and waited for him to smile, but just a thin line appeared on his lips, and before he could have given an actual smile, my mother arrived and he was back to his cold mode. After that night, we were not friends, but yes, we were not even strangers. I got enrolled in my new school. Dad & my twins' brother used to meet twice in a month at every fortnight.

People say, time flies, it definitely does. I didn’t realize when I & maa completed 1.5 years in Mumbai. Everything was going smoothly in our family even Dad was planning to settle in India in the upcoming 6 months along with Daksh & Eklavya until that unfortunate night.

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#TBC