I sent my Tarot videos to a bunch of people with favourable responses. Many said they were accurate, many asked for specific sun signs to be sent to them and several thanked me for thinking of them.
Of course, i wanted to hear from Arun and he finally replied in the evening, saying it was good.
Through this whole process I landed an audition and a play for tomorrow.
I decided to ask Arun about the direction of the partly Punjabi script. I sent him the script, then called him. I shouldn't have done that.
Finally, he called back and used a dismissive rude tone that really hurt me a lot. It brought tears to my eyes to be spoken that way by him.
But i guess i shouldn't bother too much.
I cut the call hurriedly not wanting to be demeaned further and send him a message apologising for bothering him.
Im so sad, so heartbroken... he has never spoken this way before except once and he'd got me flowers the next day... it was the day we hada fight at Qds... that was over some random girl. His tone was such that i felt if i stretched it any further he would lash out.
This time there will be no flowers, no word from him i know that... just the realisation that the bird has flown and the relationship has transformed... and yes, i will never bother him ever again.
I'll nurse my hurt heart on my own. There is no need for anybody else.
I am feeling:
Hurt
Sad
I'll wear my saree, go down for a walk to soothe myself and then give my audition. I really should not have bothered him... my bad.
I am grateful for God's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life.
Love,
Me.
8.04 pm
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