The Binding String

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PSR GLOBALS HEADQUARTERS
NEW DELHI

"Dammit!!! How dare she return back to me after all the drama creating in my life." The furious Raman Bhalla kicked the chairs kept infront of his seat. He started to roam back and fro carrying restless expressions on his face. Samaira Khanna; his good friend once is his enemy now. He had no hard feelings for her until she entered in his life and tried to make him dance on her tunes. Well she wasn't alone who was at fault it was Raman himself who gave her the authority of same, Raman Bhalla kept no regrets for the actions he did or decisions he made but the decision of leaving the country without his wife and rekindling his friendship with Samaira was the regretful decision he took. She was just his old friend, an old friend with whom he interacted formally mostly related with assignments or regarding other important work in his college days and forgot her as soon as he passed out. But years later when he met her again in Zurich, he decided to help and never knew when he fell in an invisible trap which made his life upside down.

But Raman knew whatever he did was not wrong, whatever he did was to help someone and it he do not regret it at all. Raman furiously redial the number he was trying since long and after repeated attempts when the call finally connected he barked angrily, "Where the hell is you?" Raman spoke on the verge of loosing his control.

"It's me, Amaaya." The soft voice from other side left Raman tight-lipped and he instantly apologised for his harsh tone, "I'm so sorry dear. How are you? And where is Vikram?"

"Okay wait." Raman kept smiling listening the sweet voice of Amaaya and soon the man came on call whom he was waiting, "Hey Raman. How are you?"

"Not at all good vikram. You promised me that Samaira won't trouble me anymore but she was here today and she threatened me. Do you know that?" Raman barked on that man going insane and anxious with everything happening with him.

"Raman I am sorry. I thought she is under custody but I never knew when she escaped. Raman don't worry I will try something."

"I don't know anything vikram. Do whatever you want but take her away otherwise I might do ended something which I never wished." Raman kept growling over call, threatening a man who was on another side. "Dekh Vikram, the situation is very much critical here and I'm not ready for any mess. So you better take some step before it turns out late." He disconnected the call and plopped over the couch not wishing to recall the past which made his life upside down. "How stupid I was that time who chose to run away from Ishita when I actually needed to stay with her. But Ishita wasn't sane in those days, she was equally foolish as I was. Maybe we both were stupid and she is same impulsive as she used to. Pata nahi woh meri baat samjhegi bhi ya nahi."

Raman was in two state of mind; to tell her or not to tell her. He knows their relationship coming back on the track after so long, and he also knows what kind of an impulsive woman Ishita is. He still does not know what makes her so impulsive and enraged over some issues but definitely she is not someone who can listen him and his problem with patience. He remembered the days when he tried to tell her everything but Ishita never listened to him and they ended up fighting and accusing each other. It happened so repetatedly that ultimately they stopped talking each other and what remained between them was misunderstandings. Till an year back Raman Bhalla was same man who was not ready to stand along his wife for few seconds but now he was ready to do anything which can save his marriage. Raman wanted to save his marriage after realising his love and dependency on Ishita and unconditional love towards Roohi. I will surely try to tell her everything once confessing my love for her. Maybe qfter that she might try to understand me but I won't speak up before that.