Chapter 4: Collisions & Consequences
Descending the thirteenth-floor stairs felt like walking down to hell, each step heavier than the last. My legs trembled. Malice whispered: just fall, end it here, make Arjun collect my body when he’s done with Priya. Even in that thought, I worried about wasted cake and dal soup—a bitter laugh escaped.
I teetered on the edge, foot hovering over the void, when my phone buzzed loudly: a message from Arjun. "Meera, kuch urgent ho gaya, main nahi aa paunga. Sorry."
The words glowed coldly. I walked down the stairs, handed my food to a homeless man, and went home alone, the rain lashing the streets. That night, I couldn’t sleep. When Arjun came home at 2 a.m., he hugged me from behind and whispered, "Sorry."
Sorry for what? For missing midnight? For leaving me for someone more important?
At dawn, as he tied his tie, I asked: "Arjun, Priya ko assistant mat rakho. Kya woh company chhod sakti hai?"
He paused. "Theek hai."
No explanation. No comfort. Just resignation. Everything between us lay exposed in that silence.
After he left, I stared at the gulmohar trees outside, rain streaking the glass. I boiled dal again, obsessed with making Arjun drink it—as if that would fix us. I took it to his office. He wasn’t there. Kabir, his old college roommate, found me instead.
Kabir flopped on the sofa, his voice gentle: "Yaar, tu samajh rahi hai na? Woh hospital gaya hai. Priya ko last night gastric bleeding hua tha. Bahut young hai, lekin stress mein uska pet kharab ho gaya."
He sighed: "Office mein, Priya ka hona matlab lunch time pe sabko hassi, energy milti hai. Arjun bhi uske saath hi khilkhilata hai. Tum dono pehle acche the, lekin ab uske paas sirf Priya se positive energy milti hai. Tum soch rahi ho Arjun aur Priya ke beech kuch chal raha hai, par main hamesha unke saath rehta hoon. Agar kuch hona hota, toh college mein ho jata. Tum dono ka pyaar sacha hai, lekin Priya uski zindagi ki roshni hai."
His words hurt more than any slap. I swallowed my medicine dry, mind whirling. Was I really a burden? Had I swallowed everyone’s happiness into my black hole?