EPISODE 5 CHANGE

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I fell on the ground. People around helped me get up. But they didn’t realize that I was already dead in my heart. I got up, and started walking. I went to the reception, called up Kriti’s Parents and told them Kriti was dead, they asked me who I was, I cut the call and walked away.

I went to my house, closed my room door and cried to myself,

“Why did I take Kriti to the park?
Why couldn’t have we left the park 2 minutes later?
Why did we take the Left side gate?
Why did she show up at the end of the gate?

If,
 Only I had taken Kriti elsewhere,
If,
 Only I had left the park a minute later
If,
Only we had taken the Right side gate
If,
 Only she didn’t show up at the end of the gate,

Kriti Would be Alive Now. She would have lived. It was all my fault. I killed Kriti”. I couldn’t take it. I just couldn’t. Moments that I spent with Kriti started popping up on my head. Before I proposed to her we were hanging out a lot, one of the most Memorable Moments I had with her was when she took me to an Orphanage. 

It was my birthday, Kriti was the first person to wish me, and she called me an hour earlier so that she could be the first person to wish me. The time came, she wished me and asked me to be ready at 11 in the morning, and she said she had a surprise for me. My parents wished me later in the morning and said that were planning on celebrating my birthday very grandly and they asked me to invite all my friends. I said ok.

Then in a few minutes Kriti came, and wished me again, she gave a smiling gesture to my mother and asked,

"Aunty, Can I borrow your son for an hour?" in a smiling tone.

My mother also sarcastically smiled and said

"Take him anywhere you want".

I was standing there like a joker in between them. Kriti then held my hand and took me in her scooty to an orphanage, I kept bugging her on the way asking where we are going, But she didn't reply at all, Later she stopped the scooty at a place, And said look for yourself , I got down and looked up at the board, It said,

"Bill Boards School for orphans"

I asked kriti in a confused tone,

"Kriti are you sure this is the place you wanted to take me on my birthday,"

She replied smiling,

"You are Cute. Come with me"

She took my hand and walked inside. It looked like normal orphanage, the building was yellow in color, Cracks here and there, Bad infrastructure I said to myself. I regretted   walking in that building, but as I walked, I saw something beautiful, there were two boys cutting a small cake and a group of boys and girls standing around them, the cake was really small, I was wondering how it would be enough for so many students. Both of them cut the cake together, First they fed each other a small portion, Then they fed everyone around them, Some of them only got a tiny portion of the cream, But still they were happy with what they got. The entire scene was beautiful. Kriti took me to those birthday boys, and then she sat down on her knees and took gift from her bag and gave it them.

That smile on their face when they saw the gift, was truly a gift to watch. She then brushed their hair and told them,

“This Anna, standing here also has his birthday today, we gave you a gift, now you should also give us some gift.”

Immediately I stretched my hands towards her shoulder, she turned towards me and I asked her in a low voice,

“What are you doing?”

She didn’t speak, she just kept her hand over my hand and smiled. Then one of the boys came to me and called me by tapping on my leg, I sat down on my knee and looked at his eye, He signaled me to turn to the left, I turned and then he brought his two lips over to my cheeks and Kissed me. That feeling was just out of the world, it was truly amazing. Then I looked at kriti, she smiled at me. Then the other boy also kissed me and both of them ran and started to celebrate with the other kids. Then we both came out, I couldn’t take my thoughts of those kids. I regretted walking inside that building but now I can’t let go of it. I then stopped kriti and asked her,

“Why did you bring me here Kriti”?
She replied,

“These kids, they don’t have anything but still you saw the excitement on their faces when they cut the cake. They had very little but still no one complained. What is on the outside is not important Kunal but what is on the inside is what is important. I visit an orphanage every year on my birthday, I thought I should take you also this time, that’s why I called you”.

I was thinking all the way till my house, about those kids. After I reached home I didn’t say anything to Kriti or my parents, I just walked in to my room and I told to myself

“I should do something for them”

Later at around the night, all the birthday preparations were ready, and me, my parents and Kriti and her parents were all waiting for my friends to come. My mother asked me in confused tone,
“Kunal, did you invite your friends?”

I replied,

“Yes Ma, They will be here in a while”

After a few minutes, the doorbell rang, I opened the door and allowed the guests to go in. Everyone were surprised to see the guests, they all stood up and their jaws dropped.

I had invited the kids from the orphanage .My parents thought it was noble gesture, my mother came to me, with tear in her eyes, She hugged me and whispered in my ear,
I’m Proud of you son, I truly am

I then looked at kriti while my mother was hugging me, she smiled at me, and I smiled at her.

Few days later, Kriti’s parents came to my house, and told my parents that Kriti was dead and that they were planning on moving elsewhere. My parents were awestruck, I was standing right next to my parents, but I was looking at the ground, I couldn’t look at them in the eye. I couldn’t tell them that I Killed their daughter. All of them were Crying, It made me feel even worse, I walked away saying nothing. They looked at me like I was disrespecting them, but they didn’t know I was also crying in my heart.

 I didn’t talk to anyone in school and in my house .Days passed like this. My parents knew something was wrong with me. My results started dropping. My parents Started questioning me, I didn’t reply. Board exams came up, I wrote them and cleared them at the edge. My parents Shouted at me. But none of this affected me. 

Few days later, came the next transfer order for my father. This time it was Chennai. My parents were worried about me, they wanted me to change. They thought that this transfer will change my life. My Mother came to me and said,

“Kunal, I know something is going on and you don’t want to talk about it. But Remember past is past, you have to move on with your future. Father got you into a good college in Chennai, we will be moving their in a few weeks. Is it okay?”

I said in depressed tone,

“It’s okay Ma. It’s not like anything is going to change.”

My mother looked at me in the eye and said as if she was very sure about it,

“Something inside me tells that your life will take a turn after we go there”

She said this and walked away with a smile. I thought to myself, I’ve already made my parents suffer enough, I should not be hurting them even more, If Kriti were alive and still in love with me she would have also advised me the same. So all the packing was done by the end of that week and we moved to Chennai. I decided I should leave all the memories of Delhi in Delhi itself. I couldn’t do that, I laughed to myself and said,

“If only all problems could be solved by mere thinking, the world would have been a better place to live”

I had to divert my thoughts to something else, I had a lot of things in mind but I cornered all of them towards writing and singing. Writing has many faces, I opted to writing about my life. Finally we finished unpacking, College wouldn’t open for another two weeks. So I decided to divert my mind and start writing immediately.


Two weeks had passed, College was going to open, I managed to fill up the book with my past life, now it’s time to write about the Present and think about my future.


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