Moira : Bound to happen! Chapter - 2.

 




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Yuga started wailing. Her body was literally shivering. Her tears drenched her tee. She slowly slumped in worship position. Now her tears were drenching the soil. The young man stood beside her. As the people passing by were glancing with suspicion, he couldn't leave Yuga like this.

 The same old lady walking with a vigour, stopped by and asked the man, "Is there a problem? Can I help? Is your wife okay?"

The man, perplexed yet immobile, murmured, "She's not my wife".

The lady corrected herself, "Sorry! Did you and your girlfriend fight? You youngsters don't value relationships. Young man, pacify her quickly, else you will miss the opportunity. Give her a hand, lift her up and hug her". She shifted close to the man and whispered, "Just say sorry, I'm sure that's what she wants to hear. And sorry for interfering, but I couldn't see her crying. All the best". And the old lady walked away.

The young man was still in a fix. But hearkening the lady's words he held Yuga's left elbow gently and picking her up lightly asked, "Are you hurt? How did you fall? I saw you running abreast and suddenly you collapsed. Are you okay?". 

Yuga was gasping for breath and still sobbing, she stood up. Her tracks were slightly ripped at the knees and her bruised knees were visible. Her tee was drenched as if soaked in rain. Her entire outfit was soiled. Her hair, tied in a pony, were all messed up now. Her cheeks had become red from crying and eyes were slightly swollen. Yuga slowly opened her eyes and glanced at the man's hand holding her elbow. He quickly let go. The young man picked the air pods that had fallen from Yuga's ears. Yuga's eyes were still staring at him. The man slightly uncomfortable with the gaze, handed over the pods to her. 

"Who are you?", Yuga asked in a stern voice. 

The man looked around, moderately offended by the demented tone replied, "I'm Nirav. And that's a rude tone miss....", he stopped for her to reply.

Yuga scanned him up and down. She gazed at his face a several times. "Nirav?", she exclaimed.

"Oh! Your name is Nirav too?", Nirav smiled and tried to make the milieu lighter. 

Yuga gathered herself. She looked around and came to her senses. She brushed off her tee and her tracks. She groaned as she straightened her knees. She once again looked at Nirav. "Why did you help me? Do you know me?', she asked, this time in a polite tone. 

"I saw you stumble while running and as a good human being decided to help you. And yes, I just found out that your name is Nirav too. That's about it", Nirav's face beamed as he smiled. 

"It's Yuga", Yuga mumbled.

"Sorry? What did you say?", Nirav brought his ears close to her face.

Yuga stepped back and blurted, "Yuga....I am Yuga...not Nirav".

"Okay, chill Yuga. By the way, it's a beautiful name", Nirav said.

Yuga once again gazed at Nirav's eyes. They sparkled with genuineness. 

"I guess you should sit on the bench, catch your breath. I will get you a bottle of water..." 

Before Nirav could complete his sentence, Yuga interrupted and hesitantly asked, "Ni...rav are..are you from Mumbai?".

Nirav looked at her, smiled and said, "I will answer all your questions. First please sit and have some water. I will be back".

Yuga was limping yet managed to sit on the bench. As Nirav turned his back and left to get her water, she stared at his back till she couldn't see him anymore.

She sat there for sometime, his sparkling eyes kept flashing in front of hers. But Nirav did not return. Instead, the old lady, she had seen earlier walking with vigour, came to her with a water bottle and said, "I thought you both reconciled, already. There's no use of fighting dear. Here, your boyfriend asked me to hand over this bottle to you" , the lady was going on.

"Does she know me", Yuga thought but couldn't understand. 

"Oh! Are you hurt? How did he leave you in this condition? Why did you let him go?", 

"He left?", Yuga uttered and was nonplussed. 

"Yes, he was on a call. He requested me to hand over this bottle to you as I was taking my rounds. Sorry I'm old so couldn't make it fast. But you should call him and rebuke him. I wouldn't have approved this behaviour", the lady had already seated besides Yuga. She put her creased hand over her shoulder and said, "Deep connections are rare, you shouldn't let go". And before Yuga could say anything, the lady got up and started leaving. 

Yuga couldn't fathom what was happening with her today. "My boyfriend?", Yuga's mind echoed the words. She just sat there numbly, holding the water bottle tightly, close to her stomach.


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  1. AnonymousFebruary 7, 2025 at 8:16 PM

    Very interesting 😊🍫

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  2. Shantanu KaveriFebruary 8, 2025 at 6:45 PM

    Great start Jui…look forward to the next part of the story

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