The sun was setting in the horizon. I watched it and wondered should I walk towards it or wait back for Kunal to return.

He promised that we both will elope today before my bauji (father) forced me to marry a guy, Karanjeet of his pind.

The fact was that I never fell in love with anyone except Kunal Shikhawat. He and I met on a dating application exactly two months ago.

So, I had been living a lonely life in Mumbai for past one year, and when he matched with me, everything changed.

After a very long time, I felt maybe I was heard and understood. Then we met on the lunch and dinner dates. And he never initiated that he was only in a relationship for physical benefits with me.

I mean, c'mon, we kissed after we had been dating for three weeks. He had been patient with me and he let me take decisions about this relationship.

Then my bauji was like the evil force my nature as he got to know about my affair from a cousin who must have seen me in Mumbai with Kunal.

The next day, a week ago, he landed from Punjab to Mumbai and forced a relationship on me which I wasnt even ready for.

I was stubborn that I haven't seen that guy's face yet. I vented everything out to Kunal and now we planned to elope to his dream house in Nasik with a steady job as well.

But, guys, I have been waiting for two and half hours already. I have been calling him constantly, and there is no response.

I couldn't even go back home as I left my home with a letter so bashful that my parents would have instantly disowned me.

With no option to think of, tears became my support while I kept calling Kunal. I even called his office and they told me he has resigned a week before.

He never told me that.

And at that moment, I realised, I never exactly knew where he lived and the people in his office had no idea about his current address, as he was planning to leave the city.

I was devasted with all my luggage and phone ringing with a similar number I was trying to avoid.

But in a hurry, I accepted a call from Bauji, and heard him cry for the first time in life.

"What kind of joke is this Bittu? Where are you? Do you have any idea what is happening to us? How the hell can you leave us behind, beta? Please tell us where you are beta (kid), we are all dying to know your location. Please come back home!!"

He kept crying and I cried along too without saying any other word except, "Bauji...!!"

"Haan beta, mein ithe hi aa, (yes kid, I am here), tell me where are you? I am on my way with your brothers to pick you up. Talk to us once, please, we can settle this up, baccha (kid), please do not cry. we are coming yo get you."

"No bauji... I am not a good daughter. And I don't want to marry that Karanjeet or anyone else ever!! "

"Beta, fine, but please tell us your location. Please....!!!"

I disconnected his call and switched off my cell phone. I was heart broken and ashamed of myself. I didn't know where to go and was unable to find a reason to live thereon.

The sea was glistening in front of me and the sun was dipping slow into the horizon, watching me cry, vent, and slowly succumb in new darkness.

After a while, I started to feel numb and my steps woke me up to walk straight into the sea and realise the depth of the same and forget everything that had hurt me in this world.

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