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Thelights of the city twinkled from afar from behind the glass wall, it looked so beautiful like there were clusters of stars on the ground. But I wasn't paying any attention to it or even admiring the beauty.
In reality, I had my eyes swollen from crying for an hour or two, unable to free myself from the binds.
I missed my mom now, I missed her so badly. She must have been worried sick about me. I had missed the curfew way long back.
I sniffled imagining her worried eyes staring at the road in search of me.
I laid down, unable remain seated. None of the Raivardhan brothers had come in after Viaan had left the room. My slowly eyelids closed as my energy completely drained. I didn't want to sleep, especially not in that barbaric arrogant jerk's bed. Nope, not in a million years. But, who can defeat sleep when it came slapping on their face?
Eventually, I fell deep in slumber, unaware of what was happening on the other side of the wall, between the Raivardhans.
"You really tied Rynah up in your room?" Daksh asked confused as well as shocked, still not able to fathom what he was hearing. Viaan just remained silent, like he usually did, most of the time. Aaryan leaning over the door glanced at Viaan trying to decipher him while the rest of them stood around in the office.
"But why?" Daksh threw his hands in the air, slightly frustrated for the innocent sweet girl he had met just a few days ago. Something about her made him want to protect her. The same force that drove Neel and Aaryan have a soft side for a girl but that didn't affect the two elder brothers, Viaan and Vikrant. Both remained unmoved by the warmth of Rynah's personality. Both remained frozen cold inside and out. More like Viaan didn't want to have any soft corners for anyone except his family, and that was what he was doing.
"Shehasthe File," Viaan gritted through his teeth.
"What?" Simultaneously the rest of the Raivardhans ululated in disbelief at once.
"She was in my office this afternoon andthe Filehas been missing after since. Then she left the mansion with it, acting all innocent like she always did," Viaan's eyes were blazing with cold rage. He just couldn't control it whenever he remembered the CCTV footage of Rynah casually walking into the room and rushing out of it just a few minutes later as if she'd been chased by wild dogs. He hated how innocent she looked when she was cunning as a jackal from within. He was so sure that she was just like the rest of them, selfish, fake, cunning and a gold digger. Oh, he hated her from the core of his heart.
"But... But she didn't carry anything out of here. Not even her things," Aaryan frowned at his memory.
"I don't know how she did it, but the file isn't there. No matter how many times I've searched for it," Viaan leaned on the table of his office.
"If it's Viaan who says that, then I don't have any doubt about it," Vikrant folded his hands as he sat down on the arm of the sofa which was placed on the side.
"Brother, we don't question your authority, nor do we doubt you. But... But from what we know about the girl, I don't know why but something keeps prompting me that maybe, just maybe we've misunderstood the situation?" Neel spoke for the first time that night. His featured schooled into a thoughtful expression.
"Yeah, what if she didn't take it?" Aaryan added with a similar logic.
"Impossible, she has taken the file," Viaan argued.
"She might have, but what if, what if she hasn't?" Aaryan stressed atwhat ifcausing Viaan to think for a second before he continued, "then we will be chasing the wrong lead whilethe Fileslips out of our reach."
That finally had Viaan thinking again.
"But she must have it," he whispered to himself still having a hard time believing the possibility that his brothers had pointed out.
For a second, and just for that second, his face had been skeptical but then he was not known as the 'ice slab' for no reason. He regained his composure as he stood up straight, "we search forthe Filetill we get it and I shall let Ms. Kundra go only when I have it in my hand. It may or may not have her hand behind its disappearance. So, talk to her and make her understand that her key to freedom is only truth, and I shall continue to search for it. Give me a hand when you are satisfied with my decision."
The brothers nodded feeling a bit relieved to hear Viaan's final decision. At least he wasn't contemplating to push her off the cliff if needed as he had before. That was only ifneeded.
Something that didn't sound too chaotic or very big of a price to pay. Something for the hope to build upon. But not always what we think is what shall happen.
What the Raivardhan brothers thought wasn't a big deal was in turn the biggest deciding aspect of my life.
All that Neel, Aaryan, and Daksh wanted to do was findthe Fileand prove me innocent, indeed making the chief justice Sir Viaan to discharge me of the charges that he had pressed on me. They thought that a few days of me remaining tied up, without a word to my family would be like how many other non-Indian parents would think that their child had been out enjoying the time of their lives or out on a sudden world trip. Well, maybe or maybe not. And that wasn’t the case with my parents...
They were the epitome of typicality. The perfect example of anIndianfamily. They couldn't leave me alone to study in IIT Hyderabad. What might have been their thoughts when they learned that I had been missing?
Viaan’s impulsive decision had already caused a tsunami in life. All that was left now was a volcano to erupt, a tornado to blow it off and a hurricane to flood the remaining of it with depression.
While I slept oblivious to the world, my mom had already called twenty different relatives in the city, all of my colleagues and college friends and was just one step away from calling the cops and lodging an FIR. Why? Because the soap eras that she had been surviving on made her believe that there’s a law in India for filing the missing complaint only after 24 hours of the person being missing. But that hasn't stopped her from calling several different police stations and hearing them say they are on it, again and again. And way before that, she had called me several times, only if she could reach me. Viaan had taken care of my mobile by removing the SIM from my phone. No matter how many times, whoever called, I would remain unreachable...
Even my dad heard the news about me missing, and he only hoped that I was on the way home, just stuck in the traffic with my mobile battery that had died on me.
Then, he was just a man. And men realized the gravity of the situation a bit later than mothers. Nevertheless, he remained stronger comforting my mother.
