“Yes Amisha,
what I am saying is the truth. I didn’t want you to be hurt or ashamed hence I
didn’t tell you about it previously. But since we are having a heart-to-heart
conversation now, I might as well inform you that she is addicted to alcohol. I
guessed it by the manner in which her maid-servant readily bought a bowl for
her to purge herself, when she felt nauseous. It appeared to have been a
regular affair! Hence I urged her to promise me that she would give up this
vice if she wanted me to keep in touch with her.”
“But how can you be sure that
she has indeed given up her habit, Rohan? Don’t we know that this is the most
difficult thing in the world to do, after smoking? By the way, does she smoke
too?”
“I don’t think that she does,
as she didn’t light a cigarette when I was there. She has assured me that she has stopped
drinking. She even swore on me!”
Amisha looked incredulously at him. “Really?
I hope that she was serious! If anything happens to you, I’ll …..” As she
looked belligerent, Rohan laughed and held her hand to assuage her feeling of
indignation.
“We must trust her, Amisha. If we don’t, who will?”
Suddenly, Amisha blurted out, “Shall
we persuade her to get married?” Rohan was about to burst out laughing but
refrained when he saw that Amisha was dead serious.
Carefully, he said, “Do you
have anyone in mind?” She shook her head in the negative.
Then Rohan said, “She
is a famous superstar. Her wild lifestyle is the talk of every town, thanks to
the relentless media coverage. I wonder who will bell the cat? Besides, I feel
that she is just not the marrying type!”
Amisha was thinking about
whether Rohan was actually trying to prevent Samaira from marrying. Wasn’t he having the best of both worlds?
Why would he want to rock the boat?
"I will phone her after going
home. At least, we’ll come to know whether she has found someone special to
share her life with, like me!” She looked meaningfully at Rohan, who seemed
slightly disconcerted. Why was Amisha
trying to corner him? Didn’t she trust him? He simply agreed.
Both were lost in their thoughts
on their way back home. Rohan was thinking about how he regretted having ever
met the beautiful Samaira. Amisha was thinking about how she had unwittingly
created a menage-a-trois. Rohan wanted Amisha to trust him. Amisha wanted to
trust Rohan desperately, but found that she just couldn’t! Thus the wonderful
evening was thoroughly spoilt. What the night held for them, they didn’t know.
The copyright of this novel is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.
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