As always, I want to thank all the people who liked and commented on the last part. I'm really sorry guys, I know I said I'd update everyday but I had a lot of family over the last 2 days so I wasn't able to touch the computer. Also I probably won't be able to update until Friday but I'll try my best to update. Enjoy :)
Chapter 2: Sibling
Fights
“Why were you seeing a psychiatrist?” asked Akash.
Anjili looked down at the table before answering. “I’m not
ready to share why with you yet.”
“Of course.” Said Arnav. “Why would you? I mean, you’ve
become too independent that you don’t care about your family and their concerns
for you.”
“Arnavji!” scolded Khushi.
“Is that what you think?” asked Anjili.
Arnav looked straight into her eyes. “That’s what I know.”
“You know nothing!” yelled Anjili. “You have no idea how
hard these few months have been for me. I found out that I was pregnant by my
husband, the one person I loved more than anything else in the world. I also
found out that he only married me for my money and status. I found out that he
is a criminal and that he is in love with the person my brother loved.”
“I do know how you felt!” retorted Arnav. “I was the one who
found out first and I felt just as betrayed.”
“No you didn’t because you didn’t love him as much as I did.
You didn’t spend ever moment thinking about him and cherishing him. And you
certainly weren’t carrying his baby. Plus even if you did feel betrayed, you
dealt with it. You coped because you’re ‘the mighty ASR ’.
I couldn’t cope because you people have kept me wrapped in cotton my whole life.
You made me believe that I lived in a strange fairytale world where no evil
existed and where everyone wore traditional Indian cloths 24/7. I mean it’s
really uncomfortable to sleep in a saree.”
“We did that to protect you.”
“And in doing so, you screwed me over harder. I got knocked
out of my fantasy world and into reality and I didn’t know how to cope. I thought
there might be a logical explanation and that’s why I asked NK to take me to
the police station. But all that did was make sure I was out of my own world
and into reality for good.”
“Di-”
“No. I may be disabled but I don’t need constant care. I
know you were only doing this because of what happened to mum and dad but you
should’ve stopped years ago and let me be a woman and not a princess. I’m tired
of spending the entire day in the house, praying and planning prayers. I
understand why Shyam found Khushiji much more interesting than me. It’s time I
go out into the real world.”
so finally Anjali comes to terms with her dependency on her family
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