Teen din baad finally proper call hua.
Anaya tired thi.
"Aarav, tum thode distant lag rahe ho."
"Busy hoon bas."
"Busy ya upset?"
Pause.
"Anaya… kya tum aur Luca…?"
Sentence incomplete.
Anaya ka tone change hua.
"Seriously? Tum bhi?"
"Main bas pooch raha hoon."
"Trust tha na?"
"Trust hai. Par feel alag aa raha hai."
Anaya hurt thi.
"Main apna dream chase kar rahi hoon. Har baar mujhe prove kyun karna padta hai?"
Aarav ka patience toot gaya.
"Kyuki mujhe lagta hai tumhari world me meri jagah kam hoti ja rahi hai."
Room me heavy silence.
Anaya dheere se boli,
"Ya phir tum adjust nahi kar pa rahe."
Ye line seedha ego par lagi.
Call abruptly end.
Is baar dono ko laga —
fight issue ki nahi thi…
fear ki thi.