After completing dinner everybody disperses to their rooms shehnaaz quietly went to freshen up, eyeing him, returns back to built a boundary of pillows to annoy him "Iska kya faida ?" scrunches up nose "kya matlab, ab faide ke baat kahan se agaye ?" furrows eyebrows "kyunke tu jaante hai iska haal kya hoga subah tak" confidently, utters irritating shehnaaz.
"Aap se matlab joh bhi hoga dekha jayega filal apne side wala lamp bandh kar dein mere ko bohut neendh arahe hai" stretching arms, demands by covering herself from top to bottom using warm quilt.
"Abey, oye upar tak utha kar sote hai mereko bohut baar ac ki hawa tak nahin ate pura cover karke sone ki kya zaroorat hai ?" complaints, unable to admire her pretty face hidden inside blanket.
"Aapke problem kya hai ?" concealing smile.
"Main yahan soaun ya phir uth kar chale jaun ?" pointing towards couch.
"Tere marzi, maine jaane ko nahi kaha tere ko shawk hai chale jaa waise bhi subah se bina baat ke attitude dekha rahe hai" laid on his side.
"Maine kab attitude dekhaya ?" biting lip, resists smiling.
"Tu dekha rahe hai apne actions se baat khatum hogaye thi na phir kyun faltu ka stretch kar rahe hai, tujhe karna hai toh theek hai I won't force you to sleep beside me" why her putting distance is hurting him, didn't he wanted same, it irked him since everything is getting confusing.
He cannot recognise his feelings and reach conclusions, extremely infuriating to battle against heart prioritising logics over unacknowledged feelings "why are you getting upset, kya baat hai maine jaane se pehle joh kuch bhi bola na aapko kasam lage I don't regret it even a bit cause maine apne feeling bataye zaroori nahi you agree to it, main apne betterment ke liye doore maintain kar rahe hoon, kis baat ko lekar bhadak rahe ho ?" unable to understand, she has now gotten up to meet his handsome face reflecting positive energy.
"Tu topic mat badal .. I didn't raise questions over your feeling .. main hawa ki baat kar raha tha" intentionally and smartly escapes from spotlight.
"Okay, you don't want to talk about it .. good night .. waise bhi hamare beech discussions nahi hote cause aap baatein share nahi karte jaise aaj ka matter u didn't bother to speak .. yet .. you expect me to consider you as my friend" his attitude badly gets into her nerves "shehnaaz" sweetly, spoke turning to meet her beautiful face, she quickly changes to face him, feeling ecstatic.
"Hmm .." murmurs, hopefully, staring him.
"I am suddenly, feeling betrayed .. kaise bataun kya mehsoos kar raha hoon" a very upset sidharth began talking to encourage and provide him support, took pillows broke their boundary by moving closer cupping his face kisses him she didn't know why felt immense need to grant him immediate affection.
"Baat karne se acha mehsoos karoge !" caressing face, assured.
"You know maa has always been controlling since childhood we were taught to do everything as per her wish, out of innocent love and respect we did tab bache thai na acha bhi lagta tha, samajh bhi na thi lekin jaise bade hote gaye unke adat jaise sazah bann gaye, we had to choose professions as per mom's interest, she never gave right to think or learn something different as per our talent or wish, hamare choices ko kabhi priority nahi de" shared, holding her hand in his rough palms, listening to his cracked voice, her heart ached.
"Dad ne bhi kabhi interfere nahin kara aur bhaiya mom ke sabse pyaare bete bann gaye, I had nobody except abhay, usko maine apne bhai ki jagah de, he had no siblings just a poor father working in our company. I met him at office meri tarah woh bhi school se aya huwa tha, jaise dekha dosti hogaye, I really wanted him to take admission my school dad se zidd karke maine kawa diya although everybody was against our friendship especially mom" hurtfully, is broken beyond imagination, she could feel him stabbed and abandoned.
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The CONTRACT MARRIAGE (COMPLETED)
RomanceHe was betrayed by his childhood love and brother like friend, carrying the broken pieces of his heart went on a journey to heal himself where joyful and bubbly soul (full of life) met him. They were mentally and physically exhausted. He was broken...
