Syncing of fates, meeting halfway, and departure…Part 1

A glass that was broken, splintered; pieced together added, and intersected together to form a mirror

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Heya,

People hope all of you are doing well. Syncing of Fates is a 3 part story that is based upon a well-endowed ship of Theseus paradox that begs the question, If an object’s internal parts had to be detached and attached to another object, do the characteristics of the object remain the same or change? There is an additional character analysis too in this short story series that I will put up after the three-part stories. And here it goes. Lots of love to you all and happy reading..

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A glass that was broken, splintered; pieced together added, and intersected together to form a mirror

Three phases will be part of this story and they are: I am broken, I am split, and We are whole. Let's start with the first theme in this 1st part

Like the ending, I started imagining my fate, as if it were a maze. You enter into the traps accepting and reenvisioning what comes your way. Interesting and pirouetting, little and little accepting life will keep up with you. But life sometimes stays back and it cannot keep up with you. While you proceed, progress leaving the life that you had.

Have you watched the movie Ship of Theasus? Ship of Theasus is a well-ornated paradox begging the question, if the Ship of Theasus were to be broken, and its parts are then brought together and artificially joined will the characterization of the ship change? Is the ship the same? This a very pertinent question indeed, and it has to be found out no matter how many truths and layers you need to unfurl.

Always remember truth is hard to accept. It has its own twist and spins on it. That takes us to spaces we do not want to enter. Every truth is disturbing whether good or bad, for goodwill or positing harm, for its never changing, and characteristically blending and merging and being something equivalent to the Ship of Theseus.

I am broken

Rashmi was happy today, she was on her way to school. It was after this that she will be having her summer break. On her walk to school, she felt a cold breeze touching her face. She liked the air that was cold and could make her shiver. She stared at the sun, took a deep breath, pinned her head down and walked wobbly, and moved ahead. She walked and walked, and finally in the midst she found one person that was not a friend but definitely better than the other non-friend classmates.

Angad came up to her and asked, “Hey Rashmi! How have you been? Excited for summer break.” She again looked at the sun and took a deep breath. “Do you see and feel the air?” She took her fingers and took a few of her hair strands to the back of her ear and looked at Angad and then she asks. Angad reanalyzed and assessed what should be his response, “Are you talking about the pollution?”. Rashmi rolled her eyes, “Damn you do not know to continue a conversation, do you?” Angad started smiling midway and took Rashmi by his arms and gave her a deep kiss. Yes, Angad was playing a little game acting as an estranged person to Rashmi. Rashmi smiled and placed her hand on Angad’s shoulders and the other on his hair pushing him towards her and kissing him again. “Summer breaks are about to start, should we start our break today itself”, Angad asked. Rashmi replied, “You do not expect to graduate high school do you?” He giggled and gazed into her eyes with his deep long neck and touched her gently with his lips while she quivered. She also shook a little from all the undressing he was doing with his eyes. Rashmi and Angad’s intense feelings were justified, after all, they were in a relationship during their teen years almost nearing their 20s. It was expected How much they loved each other.

The school ended, and Rashmi and Angad started walking. They walk to spend some quality time together. Their home is 30 minutes away, but they enjoyed each other company, and they hardly meet outside. Parents from both families are very hyper-focused on their education, Rashmi’s parents are IVY League educated while Angad’s father and mother both graduated MD from John Hopkins University. Rashmi and Angad spend half of their wee hours burying their heads in books, taking SAT mock tests, answering questions, and doing practice papers. All their co-curricular happen at home over the Internet. Rashmi was interning with a software company, she needs to do this, or else her dream to get into MIT for a BTech is a distant dream. They were both silent and suddenly, Angad asked, “Hey do you want to continue this from college? She looked at the road and there was a line of ants going somewhere. She followed them, and Angad ran with her. She loved the smell of tree gum. The ants were getting drawn to the gum they were gathering and forming a colony there, Rashmi removes her nose. Angad went near Rashmi waiting for a reply but then he uttered, “Hey, tree gum, it's fascinating How nature has created so many meaningful things. It's so amazing.” Angad asked again, “Hey! you did not answer my question.” She liked the scent of gum way too much she touched and smudged some on the tip of all her fingers as she grabbed Angad’s hand. Angad smiled and said, “Yes then!” She nodded her head.

They had a summer break from tomorrow. Rashmi called Angad and asked if she could come tomorrow to meet him. Angad said, “You are always welcome.” Angad and Rashmi’s parents trusted their kids a lot, they know if both of them say we go for studies, that means they study, in any of their homes. Rashmi then picked out a coloring book and start drawing things that were very revealing. She liked drawing both male and female sculpted bodies. And she prominently focuses specifically on their reproductive organs. She started drawing but after some time she eventually slept off after getting tired. There Angad was preparing for Rashmi’s homecoming. He was designing a bouquet for her. This will be their first summer together, he prepared candles and custom-made a card. Made an AI-generated art as he knew Rashmi loves it and yes it was a naked picture of a full-grown man.

Rashmi, the next morning had her breakfast and called her mom. She sought permission to go to Angad’s house. Her mother approved her trip. On the other hand, Angad’s parents were off to their work. They were rarely home because of their profession. They sleep in the limited time they get, as they are ‘on call’ for most of the time. His dad was also sleeping in the next room. He saw Rashmi coming to his home. Rashmi waved at him, she came and before taking her first step Angad said, “Let us go upstairs!” She said, great. As they were not even in the room yet. Rashmi started kissing Angad midway. Angad amidst kissing Rashmi took his hand to the back grabbed the door and picked Rashmi up and gently placed her in the bed. He locked the door from the inside.

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Like all teen love, they could not wait, and had their hormones going nuts. They both felt their bodies bare for the first time. The essence of what they were enjoying was so pure as they felt blood rushing through places that they have never felt before.

As she was on top of Angad letting him inside her, she looked at him and said, “ You are beautiful.” Angad replied, “I love you, my sweet little Princess.” They made love for a long time all merged and curling on top of each other like golden snakes in the deserts, only here the surface was smooth.

After their unending love making Angad screechingly yelled, “Ouh, Ouh!” “Fuck, Fuck Fuck!” Rashmi in distress asked, “What?” Angad said, “Hey I think I got a tear somewhere, he pointed his hand toward his thighs. Rashmi said brushing her hands softly on his back, “Come back soon”. And I am sorry!! He said, “What? No No No, I am coming just in a while”

Rashmi suddenly had a new feeling creeping on her skin. She was more charged and she started moving in a wave-like form. She dressed loosely when Angad left but now she couldn’t resist as if there were deeper urges reckoning. She controlled her mind but then she saw the naked man directly staring at her, it was the AI-modeled male portrait from Angad to Rashmi. Her head slanted, and she was becoming more and more irresistible while she peaked if Angad would come. But he did not, she went out for a stroll and suddenly saw Angad’s father’s room, and found out the door was open. Angad Family is weird in a way they all had their own rooms, it's only on weekends their parents sleep together. On most nights they have shuffled duties at the hospital, in order to respect each other’s sleep they do not want to intrude on each other after their duties finish not disturbing the other, but their house was beautiful. But now she felt a strange rush in her body as if the blood was going all in one place.

Angad’s father took a turn and he fell flat exposing himself completely, Rashmi was awfully shocked, she covered her mouth with her hands. But there was something that she got drawn towards.

She touched him, gazing at his hands. Angad’s father was very conscious about his physique, he looked well-endowed everywhere. Rashmi quickly locks the door of his room and then tries to kiss him. As the lips were touching midway, Angad’s father hold her hands and pushed her away.

He took his arms and smudged his lip. Rashmi got fearful about the act she has done. He in a stuttering voice and asked, “I don’t know you, who are you?” Rashmi was fearful and did not know what to say. “I am Angad’s friend” She harrowingly replied. Angad’s father asked her, “Okay! But why were you kissing me.” She was in the spot, and now all her feelings that take over to a deeper terrain came out to the surface, from being aroused to feeling embarrassed it all came out in seconds. In utter fear and confusion she uttered in a fading voice, “I am Angad’s girlfriend, I thought you were him. His father told her in a shrieking voice, “What? How can you not distinguish us?” For some reason, Angad’s father thought she might have done it mistakenly. He just thought maybe for some reason she has mistaken him, as Angad and his dad are like carbon copies. Just that Angad is a skinnier version of his dad.

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Rashmi while going out, turned back and saw his father’s back, and it seems like all the unfazed unfurling nonchalant emotions are sinking beneath her vision. She took almost 4 steps before taking 5th step. Something was drawing her towards him. She could not control herself, she came back and went straight to his dad while he was on his bed reading a magazine. She went straight for the kill. She locked the door from the inside. He was saying, “Hey you came back again!” She went and kissed him. Angad’s father is feeling emotionally distant from his mom. It's been some time since they had shared a moment together, forget about spending the night. He just couldn’t control himself anymore. He asked her age on top of his head, and after ensuring he won’t be filed for pedophilia, he started kissing her all over. Rashmi could feel all jitters and stars. Though while being with Angad she was satisfied, there was a dearth. She went underneath Angad’s father to hold him with all her power. She became a subject and let his father take control over her in any manner he wanted. They made love for hours and at the end, Rashmi looked at him and gazed into his eyes, kissed his right cheek, and uttered, “I love you”. His father was silent, He took Rashmi’s hand and replied, “I know at your age it's okay to have these urges, but sleeping with a married man like me is not the answer.” But Rashmi heard his sentence, and her heart shattered into pieces. She cried.. she wore her dress back again. While Angad’s father shouted, Hey Rashmi, stop. He watched from his window and saw Rashmi running with her sweatshirt half worn. He took off his specs and scrubbed his eye holes as there was moisture he could feel in his eyes. He too started to think of her as someone close. But societal correctness got in his way, he knows for a fact that doing this will be detrimental to his reputation, correctness, and his medical practice. For, he too enjoyed love with this far younger girl a lot more than he could experience even the first girlfriend he had in school.

It was nighttime, and Angad’s father went to the hall to talk with his wife, Angad’s mother, “Sabina I have to confess to you something. There is a thing that I had to tell you”. Sabina frustrated, replied, “Bipul now it's not the time, it's exhausting working so much, and now you will whine. Do you want to have sex? If yes then I am not in the mood today.” Bipul, Angad’s father saw Sabina’s phone and he has been watching Sabina nowadays, she seems more distant. Their contact has become nil, on the weekends she is not at home. As he was scrolling, he saw something, and tears dropped from his eyes to the screen of the phone. He came to know what she was doing all weekend. Sabina was lying all along, she used to say that she needs to go to her mom’s place to help her with cleaning as her father passed away 6 months before but instead, she was sleeping with another doctor from the hospital. He found her nudes being sent to him. The messages broke him and he closed his door. He cried for an hour, but then at 8 o clock, it was time to do the night shift at the hospital. Bipul and Sabina might have an affair, and betray each other but working at the hospital is their top priority. Despite all hurdles, he will go. In his route, the usual route he takes. He saw someone in the middle of the road. He honked several times to which the person tuned back as he stopped his car just a few meters away. Bipul knew it was Rashmi, and he was right. Rashmi was waiting in his usual route especially the part where the area is quiet.

He asked her, “Rashmi what are you doing here?” Rasmi replied, “I told you I loved you but did not get any reply for you”. “I am a married person, Rashmi, I am your father’s age. This can’t happen”, he said. Rashmi uttered, ‘No it can, she hugged him as she went to kiss him.” Bipul was still thinking about his wife. He could feel Rashmi as he gazed into her eyes. He put his palm on her face and gently lifts her head and kisses her. They go back to his home. Bipul does not miss any shift in his hospital, that’s why he has some quota of free days. After kissing, Rashmi was looking outside and Bipul asks, “You want to go somewhere else or just our home.” You mean mine, Rashmi asks. No, I mean ours. Rashmi played with her hair and leaned her head on Bipul’s shoulder.

After reaching his home, he lifts Rashmi with his well-sculpted hands that Rashmi adores. She looked at him consenting to love her as passionately as he can. Bipul was far gentler this time, he did small little things that oozed pleasure in her. Smelling her ears, opening earrings with his tongue, kissing the neck area, and gently touching her breasts. This time Rashmi enjoyed it more as she felt that she has him all for herself. She at the very unfurling moment realizes How so in love she was with this beautiful man. He was making her move in all sorts of manners, unable to visualize or set some context. Rashmi and Bipul gripped their hands together and Rashmi fell down.

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It was 12 am, and Bipul was still asleep, Rashmi gazed at him. It was nighttime, she was having trouble sleeping she just came out of the room to catch some air. She smelled the aura. She suddenly heard someone coming from behind. She turned back and to her surprise it was Angad. Angad asked her, “Rashmi, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? And please do receive my calls, you do not pick up also. And sorry for leaving like that the other day I had to get medical supplies for the tear so it took time.” Rashmi was sweating profusely, in bouts of fear she said, “I came here to meet you.” Angad asked, “Did you come via the gate now?” She replied, “I was with your dad helping him with software that processes receipts. ‘Okay!’ Angad said “Do you want to come inside?” Angad asks. Rashmi knows that Angad might want to have sex expecting that from her. Rashmi follows him. As Angad tries to kiss her, and he with his warm breath sticking to Rashmi’s skin, he says, “I missed you so much he took his hands inside her top. But she felt strangely uneasy, it was like another man kissing her. She told Angad, “Angad, I cannot do this.” Angad bewildered asked, “But Why?” Rashmi replied, “I cannot do this sorry, I love your dad.” Angad in shock, “What… isn’t that crime?” Rashmi said, “I am over 18, I can date any person above 18 now. Angad in rage and in fits asked her, “Why the fuck did you come here bitch?” Rashmi replied, “Angad calm down!” Angad deeply in distress shouted, “ Do you know you are separating my parents?” Rashmi not knowing what to do, wanted to go to Bipul’s room, but Bipul dozed off and could not hear her screams Angad caught her mid, he grabbed her and then threw her on his bed. He had violent intercourse with her and Rashmi was not in any position to even utter a word. Fearing things will turn against him, Angad grabs her neck with his palms and tries to choke her. His father Bipul came in until then, while seeing the situation he pranced on Angad and dragged him away from Rashmi………………..

To be continued…………………………………………………..