Grey

As she gasped a large portion of air to fill up her lungs and relax her speedily thumping heart, she heard her name being called in a soft voice.
 " Miss Paru, you're next. Please come in."; a short nurse called her. Her legs trembled as she made her way into the gyanec's room.

"You're pregnant"; the strict looking lady doctor had to repeat the statement twice to make Paru believe what she just said. She had heard it the first time but every inch of her body accepted the fact only a minute later.

On her way back home, Paru realized the news of her being pregnant wasn't something totally out of the blue. In some nook of her heart, she was well aware that the result would come positive. The chemist's pregnancy test kit had shown the validation of the conception but with a hope of proving the kit wrong, she had considered consulting a doctor. This very decision didn't turn on her favour, though.
Her phone beeped. It was a message that read,
" What did the doc say? All's well?"
This text displayed a kaleidoscope of memories of past two years and the events that led to this day.

Paru was an ambitious girl with a middle-class dream of earning money to be happy "someday". With the dream of a satisfying and fulfilling "someday", she was in a race to outstand others and acquire it sooner. Her pace subsided and she detoured a bit after she met Birat.

If the relationship that Birat and Paru shared had to be summed up in a shade of color, it would be "grey". For him, Paru was merely an undefined acquaintance. Birat always voiced on how getting committed wasn't his thing. He hated how mainstream dating ended into marriages. After seeing his father's multiple affairs and the flings of his mother, he had framed an opinion that one cannot live a life with a single partner. Marriage was a life long obligation Birat didn't want to get attached to and it was fair enough on his part to think so. He thought she felt the same.

Indeed, Paru too shared a similar feeling when they first dated but her emotions did transcend with matter of time. She had started developing a short corner for Birat. When she laughed along with him stating how cool their relationship was for it's peculiarity, she secretly wished it was nothing but a cliche. Despite of her knowing that they didn't have a future , she couldn't stop deterring from what they had. She knew what was next yet her love for Birat said "stay". She made sure her vaulted emotions never leaked when Birat was around. It was strange yet beautiful for her until she missed her periods.

" I can't even imagine the trouble we might get into"; Birat had said when she first told him about the period thing. How she'd wished he named the unborn anything but 'trouble'! Paru wanted the baby but not as much as she needed Birat's presence in her life. She wished to give birth to a life which was a beautiful combination of her and the one she loved. All in vain;  she could never develop the guts to confront him about her wish and put everything on stake.

As the evening ended into a night, Paru muffled her longing amidst the grey and replied the unattended text;" Relax, the result was negative.Congo! " , gulped in the abortion pill and buried herself into the bed....