If only...Chapter 4

If only…Chapter 4
I know...its been a long time since I posted a followup to my story...I found some time to write...so here goes chapter 4. To catch up read the previous posts under the tag If only



Dhruv Joshi, for all the happy go lucky guy that he was, was a multi talented creature. He was a Robotics Engineer and he was a DJ too at one of the local clubs. He lived in Bangalore. A little shy of 6 feet tall, he was the TDH package bundled into one, throwing in a humorous nature. He was just too good to be true.
DJ sounded a bit happy when he hung up the phone with Roshni. “This time it ought to work”, he told himself, crossing his fingers.And he was getting ready to board the train to NY City and he bumped into Suraj at the station. Suraj was Roshni’s brother.
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Roshni was still wondering how he gathered enough mettle to call her. Not that she didn’t enjoy talking to him again. His voice still had that magic and stirred up so many memories. She tried to brush away thoughts about Viv and get on her with her life. It was difficult, but she was sure she would get through this.
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It was still early October, and the fall in New York City was gorgeous. Vividh was strolling through Central Park and he was still thinking about his conversation (or rather monologue) with Roshni. They had not talked to each other in 6 years and he occasionally would hear DJ mention about her and would gather news. He never pressed him for any info. DJ was always surprised as to how Viv could keep so quiet when he knew in his heart that he loved Roshni so much. The kind of relationship Viv and Rosh shared, it was difficult to explain with words. They were the best of friends, perfect for each other…. And DJ only wished they would grow up.
Viv was lost in thoughts as he sat down in the sheep meadow which was now covered with vivid fall leaves, there was some guy raking leaves at a far corner. Kids were enjoying It was late in the afternoon and it was not much crowded for a Saturday.
“Gosh! I love this place in fall”, he told himself as he pulled out his camera to click some shots. Viv was a passionate photographer and he loved NY City in fall and Central Park was in his daily routine. He would somehow squeeze in a visit in a day. As he started clicking he realized how much he missed Roshni.

He was remembering how the gang used to go upto Nandi Hills and they would trek in the mountains and he would go crazy clicking everything and how she would laugh. Her laughter was so full of life, just like her. Everything about her always amazed him. It was when they went to Nandi Hills just after their first year in college, he realized he loved her and could not imagine his life without her.