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”What if I have really been wrong so far?” said Diya as she sat up straight.
The bus was proceeding uphill and the fog was slowly beginning to show up again.
”Maybe father was right,” she thought, “I left a well-paying job, I hurt my family, I landed up in trouble so many times and now I feel trapped. This just doesn’t feel right.”
The winds were blowing pretty fast and the bus slowly moved forward. Luckily, the road wasn’t crowded at all.
Nisha was sitting silently letting her thoughts sink in.
”Maybe,” she thought, “Santa was wrong. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to be here. Why didn’t I just apologise and save my job? I guess I am in deep trouble.”
”Nisha,” said Diya turning towards her, “I have decided that I don’t want to go ahead with this.”
Nisha looked at her blankly. Then she finally spoke, “Good decision Diya. We have been fools so far.”
”Why did we behave in such a stupid way?” asked Diya.
”You see,” said Nisha, “our lives weren’t exciting at all. The reality was bitter and we didn’t want to face it. We thought that something can be different. But the fact is that one can never escape the truth. We have to show up for whats in front of us. In your case, you should have stuck to your job and patiently waited for things to get better. In my case, I should have apologised and tried to save my job. But instead we chose to escape reality.”
”Its bitter,” said Diya, “but its the truth.”
”Always remember Diya that there is nothing bitter than truth but there is nothing better than truth. We should go home and face our reality. I am in debt and have no job. I shall see what I can do about this. You too can figure something out.”
”I should have returned the very day I found out about the scam.”