Another Half Of Me - Chapter 10

Leaving Roshni in the morning was becoming harder for Siddha as the days were passing by. His brain kept on reminding that his days were numbered in Bangalore. He would have to leave soon. Then what?

Siddha’s mind kept on thinking these disturbing thoughts as he tried hard to concentrate on work. Pressing his temple to ease some of the tension, he sighed hard, willing his mind to think something else.

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Roshni looked at his clothes strewn here and there in the room. Smiling to herself, she started picking them one by one.

Pressing his overnight shirt against her face, she inhaled hard. Siddha’s smell filled her and suddenly she was in his arms, feeling his force inside her beckoning to explore new heights of pleasure. Biting her lip, she kept the clothes on the settee and went outside.

Dark clouds in the sky echoed the desolate feeling in her heart. Soon, they will need to go on their separate paths. Then what?

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Roshni’s thoughts, her love making, her drowning eyes and her scent kept on pestering Siddha's mind all along during the meeting.

He looked at the screen and saw her vision smiling at him. His hands wanted to touch her heated skin again: wanted to feel her body beneath him writhing with pleasure.

As the meeting progressed, it became more and more impossible for Siddha to think anything else; so much so, that he picked up his mobile and went out in the middle of the meeting.

Standing in front of the washroom mirror, he looked at himself. His face looked all flushed. His heart was pounding against his chest in double triple beats. What was happening to him?

Not knowing what to do, he started flashing water on his face. Finally when he was done, he looked up at the mirror.

Her vision smiled at him again.

Slowly she walked up to him and whispered in his ears, “You are in love, Siddha Singh Rajput.”

Siddha opened his eyes with a jerk. 

Love? It can’t be. No, it cannot be love. No, no, no, never. It can’t be.

Or, is it?

He wanted answers.

Summoning Rudy, he left office, straightaway heading for the hotel.  

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Roshni sat on the couch in the drawing room thinking about Siddha. Everything around her screamed of his position and reputation in the society. She knew he was engaged. Sandhya Manchanda was a rich businessman’s daughter. It was natural for them to get married.

But what about her? Will she ever be able to give Siddha away? Closing her eyes, she saw them together just as Siddha had been with her.

Her heart exploded with anger and jealousy so potent that it scared her. Clenching her hands, she tried to control her thoughts. Her heart told her, Siddha was hers. Her mind denied it.

How can he be yours? Once this week is over, he will go on his way.

You are ordinary Roshni.

He is Siddha Singh Rajput.

You live in a tiny rented apartment.

He lives in a mansion.

You travel in buses.

He has a huge lineage of cars.

Your clothes come from thrift stores.

He only wears designer.

If Siddha was the tree then she was the pebble lying at the far end of the street.

Sighing, Roshni realised their worlds were wide apart. Of all the people in the world, she had to fall in love with Siddha. What an irony!

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