Pehli Sunday call expected se zyada heavy thi.
No cute filters. No distraction.
Aarav ne pehle hi confess kar diya —
"Main compare karta hoon… tumse bhi. Dusron se bhi. Aur phir khud se naraz ho jata hoon."
Anaya ne bina interrupt kiye suna.
"Tumhe pata hai mujhe sabse zyada kis baat ka dar lagta hai?"
"Hmm?"
"Ki ek din tum mere success ko tolerate to kar loge… par celebrate nahi kar paoge."
Woh line seedha Aarav ke ego par lagi.
Par is baar usne defend nahi kiya.
"Teach me," usne dheere se kaha.
Us raat unhone ek naya rule add kiya —
Not just honest conversation.
Honest reaction.
Aarav ne apne patterns likhne shuru kiye.
Kab trigger hota hai.
Kab insecure feel karta hai.
Anaya ne bhi introspect kiya.
"Kya main kabhi unknowingly pressure create karti hoon?"
Growth glamorous nahi thi.
Kabhi awkward thi.
Kabhi uncomfortable.
Par dheere dheere…
Unka relationship "perfect" hone se zyada "aware" hone laga.