Friday, September 6, 2013

The Se7en Days (part 1)

1st September, 00:00 Hours
The clock struck 12 and his cell phoned beeped. He rubbed his eyes and squinted to read the message, "Love you baby, just one week to go xoxo" it said. He hit the already composed text in his draft folder "Lv u 2", and snuggled up against his pillow once again to go back to his dreamland. Only that he could not. He became restless and kept shifting from one side to another. His senses seem to have heightened and the sound of his own breath, heavy and slightly gruffy, irritated him to no end. The clock went tick-tock-tick-tock and it was then that it hit him. He sat up abruptly and his mouth went dry. "Shit!!", he said to himself, "I'm going to be a married man in 7 days!".

1st September, 04:05 Hours
"Ya Dodi...I do love her Man...you know that, dammit the world knows that!! But....But...I'm freaking out here!!". Dodi, short for Dharmesh Ojadi Iyer, could hear the anguish in his childhood friend's voice. He wanted to bash up this idiot for waking him up from the climax scene of the romantic dream sequence with Deepika Padukone soon to be Iyer, but instead heard him out patiently, After all, his life, or his bachelor days were coming to an end and he was expecting this breakdown. In-fact, he was surprised that this frantic call had come so late.

1st September, 10:30 Hours
Saarth woke up repenting the late night call to Dodi. He knew the bugger wouldn't stop teasing him the whole week. Great start to a Sunday!, he smirked. "My last Sunday as a bachelor", was his afterthought. 

1st September, 22:35 Hours
He threw his car keys and slumped into the bean bag while switching on Star Sports. Enjoying a few good balls was all he needed to relax his nerves. All day he had been tormented by the thoughts of the D-day. "Ah, slightly over-pitched", he mumbled as the ball was driven into the covers...just then the pitch started to blur...his eyes became heavy and the walls started to close in. He gaped with disbelief at the formation on the wall. 

7

7

7

The walls kept closing in.


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2nd September, 09:15 Hours
Awakened by the shrilling alarm, Saarth stretched his back which was hurting due to the uncomfortable night on the bean bag. The wall still was glaring back at him, the 7 now more clearer than the night before.

2nd September, 14:05 Hours
Thankfully, it had been a busy Monday morning in office and Saarth loved his workplace more than anything in the world right now.

2nd September, 17:45 Hours
"Honey, we have to pick up my wedding dress from Lajpat remember?? Say, I meet you there by 8?" blinked Koel's message. 

2nd September, 22:00 Hours
Saarth looked into her huge brown eyes and gave her hand a loving squeeze. He couldn't believe that just a few hours ago he had been panting like a dog at the thought of marrying her. But it wasn't her. He loved her with every flesh and bone in his body. He so badly wanted to share his each living moment with her. Then why was he having these panic attacks? 

3rd September, 00:15 Hours

7

7

7

The number etched on the wall was definitely trying to speak to him. It had to be a warning sign!!

(to be contd)




I'm taking part in the Write Tribe Festival of Words 1st – 7th September 2013. A late post for Day 5!!

26 comments:

  1. Oh exciting you had me riveted to the end. Waiting for the next part.

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  2. Yes, quite a riveting read.....it will also be a fitting end to the Write Tribe Festival of words as well..

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    1. Hope so...but I'm already running a day late!! :(

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  3. Wow..Lovely Aditi..Waiting for the next part...Aur ek baat--Shadi ke Ladoo jo khaye wo bhi pachtaye aur jo na khaye wo bhi pachtaye...So it is better to taste it... :-)

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  4. wondering what could be the warning.

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  5. Waiting for the next post...good one..

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  6. I remember a countdown like this before the birth of my first child, and looking up at the pink granite walls of the hospital, every day, as I drove home from work. It always evoked this image of a train speeding towards a solid pink granite wall - and drove home the point that there was no turning back.

    Of course it was all fine, in the end. ;)

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    1. OMG!! Seriously!! Didn't know my post would spur up such a memory!!

      Glad to connect with you Holly through this wonderful festival! :)

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  7. Hi! intersesting..... get home and set our curiosity to rest!Will log in at night for the rest :)

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    1. Sorry for making you all wait....hope it's worth!!

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  8. Oooo...I didn't want it to end. I am in suspense and I love it. Great job!! Can not wait to read more!

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

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    1. Thanks a lot Kathy!! I'm humbled to see you on my page...Welcome :)

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  9. oooh wow! Another one! Can't wait to read how this one ends. You are becoming quite the suspense writer!

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  10. oh how hated this to be contd part.waiting to read the next part anxiously.

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    1. Well, the wait is almost over. I was really busy in office and at home :(
      Hope to complete the story leisurely by tonight!!

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