15-10-2025, 11:07 AM
Sunday, Morning (Renovation, Invitations, and Decisions)
The sun streamed in through the window, a hazy warmth filling flat 205. Ravi groggily rubbed his eyes as he rolled out of bed. It had been another restless night, his mind racing with fragments of the past week, Priya’s silence, Neetu’s teasing, and Sirisha’s gentle words. But now, there was no time to dwell on any of it.
He glanced at the clock. It was already late morning, the city outside buzzing with its usual chaos. With a sigh, he dragged himself into the shower, the cool water offering a brief respite from the heat of the day. As he dressed, his thoughts lingered on the phone call from Amit yesterday. The renovation at the old house had to be monitored, and Ravi knew he couldn’t ignore it.
He pulled on a simple shirt and jeans, grabbed his jacket, and slipped out the door. The thought of spending the day overseeing contractors and watching old walls come down wasn’t exactly his idea of a fun Sunday, but duty called. It was just another day in this complex web of responsibilities and emotions.
As Ravi reached the entrance of the building, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, seeing a call from Vamsi. He smiled at the screen, knowing what this would be about.
Ravi: “Hey, Vamsi! What’s up?”
Vamsi: “Yo, Ravi! You free today? We’re thinking of hitting the 5:00 PM movie show. We’ll need to head out around 4:00 PM to get there on time. You in?”
Ravi’s heart skipped a beat. It was a tempting offer. A break from everything, the renovation, the guilt, the longing. He imagined the quiet of the theater, the distraction, the simple joy of being with friends. But then the weight of Amit’s house renovation pressed down on him again.
Ravi: “Ah, man, I’d love to, but I’m tied up today. I’ve got to finish this renovation work. I promised Amit I’d keep an eye on things at the old house.”
There was a pause, and Ravi could almost hear Vamsi’s grin on the other end.
Vamsi: “Ah, I see. Always the responsible one, huh? Well, I guess we’ll have to save the movie for another time. But you’re missing out! It’s going to be a blast.”
Ravi chuckled softly, the frustration of the day weighing on him. It was always a tug-of-war between wanting to escape and knowing that he had to face the reality of what was expected of him.
Just then, there was a rustle in the background. Vamsi had put the phone on speaker.
Neetu: “Ravi, are you really not coming? You can finish work later, right? It’s just a movie! ?”
Her teasing tone made Ravi smile, despite the tension building in his chest. He could already imagine Neetu, playful and full of charm, trying to coax him into giving in.
Sirisha: “Yeah, come on, Bhayya! You’ve been working hard all week. A break wouldn’t hurt, right? We’ll even save you the popcorn.”
Ravi couldn’t help but grin, the warmth of their voices cutting through the layers of stress and responsibility. But he was resolute.
Ravi: “You guys know I’d love to, but it’s just not going to happen today. I’ve got to make sure everything’s running smoothly at the house. You’re gonna have to go without me.”
There was a collective groan from the other end of the line, but Ravi could tell they weren’t angry, just disappointed in the playful way they always managed.
Neetu: “Well, next time, for sure. We’ll make it a whole event! But don’t work too hard, okay? You need to take care of yourself, Ravi. It’s not all about the work.”
Ravi smiled, his hand on the door handle as he prepared to leave.
Ravi: “I’ll try. You guys have fun, though. Enjoy the movie, and tell Vamsi I’ll catch up with him later.”
Sirisha: “Take care, Bhayya! Don’t be too serious today, alright?”
Ravi chuckled softly before ending the call. He stood there for a moment, his phone still in hand. The invitation had been tempting, but the truth was, he didn’t want to risk any further distractions right now. He had responsibilities to face. The old house, with all its memories and ghosts, was waiting for him.
With a final sigh, Ravi pushed open the door and stepped out into the heat of the day. He would spend the afternoon at the renovation site, managing the contractors, and possibly facing his own feelings in the quiet of the crumbling walls.
The sun streamed in through the window, a hazy warmth filling flat 205. Ravi groggily rubbed his eyes as he rolled out of bed. It had been another restless night, his mind racing with fragments of the past week, Priya’s silence, Neetu’s teasing, and Sirisha’s gentle words. But now, there was no time to dwell on any of it.
He glanced at the clock. It was already late morning, the city outside buzzing with its usual chaos. With a sigh, he dragged himself into the shower, the cool water offering a brief respite from the heat of the day. As he dressed, his thoughts lingered on the phone call from Amit yesterday. The renovation at the old house had to be monitored, and Ravi knew he couldn’t ignore it.
He pulled on a simple shirt and jeans, grabbed his jacket, and slipped out the door. The thought of spending the day overseeing contractors and watching old walls come down wasn’t exactly his idea of a fun Sunday, but duty called. It was just another day in this complex web of responsibilities and emotions.
As Ravi reached the entrance of the building, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, seeing a call from Vamsi. He smiled at the screen, knowing what this would be about.
Ravi: “Hey, Vamsi! What’s up?”
Vamsi: “Yo, Ravi! You free today? We’re thinking of hitting the 5:00 PM movie show. We’ll need to head out around 4:00 PM to get there on time. You in?”
Ravi’s heart skipped a beat. It was a tempting offer. A break from everything, the renovation, the guilt, the longing. He imagined the quiet of the theater, the distraction, the simple joy of being with friends. But then the weight of Amit’s house renovation pressed down on him again.
Ravi: “Ah, man, I’d love to, but I’m tied up today. I’ve got to finish this renovation work. I promised Amit I’d keep an eye on things at the old house.”
There was a pause, and Ravi could almost hear Vamsi’s grin on the other end.
Vamsi: “Ah, I see. Always the responsible one, huh? Well, I guess we’ll have to save the movie for another time. But you’re missing out! It’s going to be a blast.”
Ravi chuckled softly, the frustration of the day weighing on him. It was always a tug-of-war between wanting to escape and knowing that he had to face the reality of what was expected of him.
Just then, there was a rustle in the background. Vamsi had put the phone on speaker.
Neetu: “Ravi, are you really not coming? You can finish work later, right? It’s just a movie! ?”
Her teasing tone made Ravi smile, despite the tension building in his chest. He could already imagine Neetu, playful and full of charm, trying to coax him into giving in.
Sirisha: “Yeah, come on, Bhayya! You’ve been working hard all week. A break wouldn’t hurt, right? We’ll even save you the popcorn.”
Ravi couldn’t help but grin, the warmth of their voices cutting through the layers of stress and responsibility. But he was resolute.
Ravi: “You guys know I’d love to, but it’s just not going to happen today. I’ve got to make sure everything’s running smoothly at the house. You’re gonna have to go without me.”
There was a collective groan from the other end of the line, but Ravi could tell they weren’t angry, just disappointed in the playful way they always managed.
Neetu: “Well, next time, for sure. We’ll make it a whole event! But don’t work too hard, okay? You need to take care of yourself, Ravi. It’s not all about the work.”
Ravi smiled, his hand on the door handle as he prepared to leave.
Ravi: “I’ll try. You guys have fun, though. Enjoy the movie, and tell Vamsi I’ll catch up with him later.”
Sirisha: “Take care, Bhayya! Don’t be too serious today, alright?”
Ravi chuckled softly before ending the call. He stood there for a moment, his phone still in hand. The invitation had been tempting, but the truth was, he didn’t want to risk any further distractions right now. He had responsibilities to face. The old house, with all its memories and ghosts, was waiting for him.
With a final sigh, Ravi pushed open the door and stepped out into the heat of the day. He would spend the afternoon at the renovation site, managing the contractors, and possibly facing his own feelings in the quiet of the crumbling walls.
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