(Please read the post https://anooppillaiz.wordpress.com/2014/07/28/42-days-part-3/ before attempting to read this)
In the next couple of days, she gave her internship a closure, collected her certificate from the campus and visited Mr.Mathur’s family and mentioned about her plans to leave after a couple of days. Paying the rent for the place for these days, she also bought Mr.Mathur’s daughter a good novel to read as a gift. She expressed her gratitude to the family and mentioned how blessed her days in India were.
She started packing on the 41st day after informing her parents about her return the next day.
That night, her calling bells rang to her surprise. It was Anand, who had come to pay her a visit. She was struck by a thunder bolt but then it was a good one. She hoped to meet him so that she could say good bye to him also. She always thought that it wouldn’t be good, if it was otherwise. She was happy that things happened as she wished.
She opens the refrigerator and gets a bottle of juice and pours it into two glasses. That is the last thing left in her refrigerator. She goes back to the room where he was sitting. Anand stood gazing out of the window, very much lost in thoughts.
‘Here you go.’ she said. He smiles back at her, and this was for the first time Priya saw Anand smile. She hands over one of the glass to Anand and holds the other one for herself. They both finish their drink and he continues,
‘How was your project work?’
’It was great, so were the people involved.’
He stops there and keeps the glass back on the table. She picks the glass up and walks back to kitchen, leaves it there and she walks back. Now she sees a small casket held in his hand. He holds the casket in front and asks her to take it.
‘What is this?’ was her obvious question as one would expect.
‘This is something I bought for Betty years back, a small gold chain. I wasn’t able to give it to her and I didn’t want to give it to anyone. Now I feel you should have it, before you leave our place.’ he says in a hoarse tone.
Saying so, he places the little box on the table. She looks at him but he is as calm as ever though he might have an ocean of thoughts running in him.
‘I guess I should leave now. My mother would be waiting for me back home. Happy journey and all the best.’
He walks past her in a slow pace, reaching for the door then walking past the door and finally shutting the door.
She couldn’t utter a word for a minute. She was really blown away by his gesture, and never thought that he had such a soft side to him. He opens the little box to find a thin golden chain. Tears fill up her eyes as she takes the chain in her hands. It was beautiful and she felt sad that the chain couldn’t reach its intended owner. She takes it to her room and wears it to find it sparkling around her neck.
The next day, she leaves bidding farewell to her apartments and soon days in India were going to be memories. Getting emotional in between, often the reason being the wheatish toned guy who maintained stubble with a well built physique. She managed to reach the Airport and get the check in done. Finally she reaches the designated seat in the air plane. She thinks to herself of what she is talking back from the country.
’Internship certificates, 42 days spent independently in India, a bag full of memories and of course a necklace that is a reminder of true love.’