Never let me go

one shot - part 3

Anika couldn't help but appreciate how good she looked in the mirror. Though she felt a bit uncomfortable. Sure she had worn designer saris amd lehengas in the past- perks of being an Oberoi bahu. But she had never worn a designer gown - especially the one as beautiful as she was wearing. It was a satin gown which enhanced her bosom and curves to a great extent. Also there was a slit exposing her legs. She felt as if she was not doing enough justice to it.As if  Someone more class thany her deserved it.  Like the girls Dhivaay ahd dated before her- Malika ,Tia etc. 

Hey Anika are you asked asked Smaar as he knocked on the door.

Just a second.

Don't worry Anika beta you look so beautiful saod Smita to her approvingly.

I am not used to all this you know aunty.

I know how overwhelming it all can be. You know when i married Samar's dad he was a rich businessmen amd i girl from a lower middle class family who lived in a one bedroom house. But fate happened and i fell in love with Rishi amd so did he. In the beginning , i too felt as if i was a misfit but slowly overtime i learnt thay my beauty laid in the my heart and not in the clothes i wore and the english i spoke and my husband fully supported me . I know out situation isn't the same but never lose faith in yourself ever okay?

The words spoken by Smita hit Anika hard. She spent most of the ride silent until Samar finally spoke.

Anika...are you okay ..you have been oddly silent for a long time.

You say that as if i speak non step.

That's because you do.

And you got to know that in the short time we have known each other.

Well it seems like i have known you for a lifetime not in a crerpy way though. You just remind of someone and ..

Oh..well you are right actually there is a conflict going in on my mind.

Mind sharing it with me?

What the hell? Okay so here's the thing my ex husband..

Woah wait a second you were married.

Yes i was to a filthy rich businessman. How come you don't know it..it was all over the news.

Well mom amd i returned just a few days ago from London to be with Ragini here in India. So who was he?

I'd rather not get into the details but anyway as i was saying i am a middle class girl summer amd i could never fit into his world. I don't know how speak in proper english or drink wine amd order that tasteless food that you rich people do. I am the kind of girl who eats aloo puri anywhere she goes and i don't know how to handle cutlery. So i just want to say this upfront if all this bothers you and will embarass you in front of your friends then don't take me there.

Samar couldn't help but laugh at his situation . He had been in that exact same situation a few years ago. His wife Ganga too was a girl from a lower midlle class family who lived in the same chawl as Anika did. In fact it was the reason for many of her insecurities.

Anika i am so glad you told me all this said Smaar as he parked the car in the driveway of the hotel. But i really don't care about all this you now. My now dead wife too lived in a chawl and she was exactly like you amd i loved her for it as i will for the rest of my life.  So before go in know that i have seen how pure your heart is and i would never be embarassed of you.
I know we are not in any way romantically involved but as your friend i want you to know all this.
And i am guessing that your relationship ended because your husband couldn't accept you for who you are?