Airport
Karan clutched the handle of his luggage trolley as he looked around. Crowded places made him feel alone since always. He checked in and went to board his flight to Dublin.
As he settled on his seat, he was all of a sudden reminded of his last flight memories. He smiled and opened his phone. The wallpaper still made him smile through all this times. He closed his eyes, usually their memories wouldn't make him cry but that moment was just hitting different, as if she was around, as if he would hear her say his name the next moment.
"Karan"
Karan opened his eyes hearing her voice. He looked at her sure that he was daydreaming. Preeta didn't have any expression on her face as she continued.
Preeta: Woh meri seat hai..
Karan realised that he was sitting on the wrong seat and his was adjacent. He nodded and stood up.
Preeta looked at his face. Was he crying? She noticed their picture opened on their phone. Did he miss her? Was he missing her?
Karan took his seat and turned the screen of his phone off. She came back to senses and sat on her seat. Both didn't say anything not even looking at each other.
Karan: Kaisi ho?
Preeta: Thik..Aur tum?
Karan(looking at her): Main bhi thik hu
His voice cracked up as he said this. She felt like holding his hand and telling him not to be this vulnerable but in case she did, she would herself be vulnerable to the feelings they gave up on a long time ago.
Karan kept looking at her. He knew this would make her awkward but he couldn't help. He knew he was making an absolute fool out of himself but he didn't care if this would give him her sight even for a second.
Preeta turned her face away. Not again, she won't break this time. But with him sitting besides her for this entire 9 hour long journey, it was impossible for them to not talk. Maybe, the conversation they were running from, was about to happen.
Karan smiled as he saw her playing with her dupatta. She would always do this when she got nervous.
Flashback
Karan was watching match sitting on bed when he noticed her.
Karan: Tum pichle aadhe ghante se apne dupatte ke saath khel rhi ho..Mujhe dedo..Main faad deta hu..Itna hi mann hai toh..
Preeta: Maine tumse kuch kaha..Nhi na..aur mere favourite dupatte ko faadne ki baat dobara kii..Toh almari mein ek kapda nhi bachega tumhara..
Karan: Huh..Toh kya hua hai..Problem kya hai..
Preeta: Tumse matlab..
Karan: Arre batao toh..Kya pata main solve krdu..
Preeta: Nhi batana..
She stood up to leave. Karan looked at her annoyed, he married the most stubborn girl on this entire planet.
Karan: Biwi ho meri..Bataogi kya hua..
Preeta stopped at her place hearing him say 'wife'. Karan realised what he said.
Preeta: Yaad hai tumhe..Kii hmari shaadi hui hai..Great..
Karan: I..
Preeta(hurt): Forget it..Galti se boldia hoga tumne..Vrna tumhe kya farq pdta hai..Kii main tumhari biwi hu..
She knew her words would hurt him but they came out on their own. She had no control. Maybe, she just returned him the pain he gave her.
Flashback ends..
