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                'I'm so ashamed, I can’t even look at you guys,' I said, eyes down.
                I sat at the dining table in Shailesh’s house. I had brought muffins,

           bagels, cream cheese, fresh orange juice, takeaway coffee and fruit
           from Dean and Deluca, a neighbourhood deli.

                Shailesh did not respond,
                ‘When did you come back? And when did you get so much

           food?’Jyoti said.

                ‘I came back at 6. I tried to sleep but the guilt wouldn’t let me. So I
           went out and got breakfast.’

                Jyoti said, ‘You need not have bothered. We were so worried about
           you last night.'

                ‘No, we weren’t,’ Shailesh cut Jyoti off.
                I said to her,‘Sorry, Jyoti. I behaved like an ass in front of your

           friend. I embarrassed you guys. Luckily, I wili be gone soon.’
                Shailesh didn’t say anything. He just stared at me without a word.

           ‘Shailesh, I'm sorry. I had too much wine. I didn’t know Greek wine
           was so potent,'

                ‘That’s not the point, Madhav. We all get high and have fun. You
           disrespected us. Priya felt horrible. You ruined a special evening,'

                ‘I’m sorry. You are right.’
                ‘Did you see yourself? Staggering on the road screaming “five

           more bars”. What has happened to you?’

                ‘It’s sinking in finally. I might never meet Riya again. It is the
           realization that my effort was a waste. It got to me yesterday.’

                ‘You are still visiting places. Five bars, five bars, you kept saying.
           What the fuck, Madhav?’

                'I never went. I couldn’t. I passed out.’
                ‘How did you get home?’Jyoti said.

                ‘I woke up shivering near a bus stop. Took a cab and came home.’
           Jyoti and Shailesh looked at each other.

                ‘You might be right, Shailesh. I may need a psychiatrist,’ I said.
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