...WHAT'S THERE IN A SURNAME... #saakk FF

SHAURYA BELONGS TO YOU

Ye Shagun kaun hai...???

The mere mention of her name provoked Shaurya's inner turmoils from the past. How is he suppose to reveal that past to Anokhi, which he himself never want to recall back ever.

Shaurya immediately distanced himself releasing her from his secure authoritative hold.
Uneasiness in meeting her gaze or for that matter the change in color of his face, infact his whole body language was igniting doubts in Anokhi's mind.

Is he guilty of something...???
or his moral culpability is making it difficult for him to meet my gaze...

Was my question so disturbing, ki Shaurya mujhse aankhein chura rahe hai...

Anokhi was all baffled to experience this sudden change in his action. His silence was speaking more than million words. She has never seen him before in such a miserable state.

Easy Shaurya Please relax...
It's okay...
If you aren't comfortable to share...
I totally understand it....
you don't owe me any answers Shaurya...

Passing a faint smile Anokhi tried to ease out the rising tension which was slowly creeping in between them.

Guess I intruded in your personal space. I shouldn't have done so..
I.. I am extremly sorry Shaurya...

Not knowing how to hold on this tension anymore, she barged out of the scene.

After all Shaurya's flushed state was already speaking a thousand words of Shagun's presence in his life.
But what was bothering her more was his disturbed and agitated state and on top of that his uneasiness in sharing anything with her.

Shaurya kept looking at her retreating figure, but failed to gather the required courage to stop her.

All he could manage to do was let go off a deep sigh of disappointment & repentance of his past, a past to which Shagun was an integral part off.

Keh ke to dekhte ek baar Shaurya...
Samjhane ki koshish to
Karte mujhe...
Mein Samjhte na...

Though Anokhi left his mansion immediately after their silence encounter yet she was craving for that one try from his side.

She desperately wanted him to open up, speak his heart out to her or for that matter just tear down his silent treatment which was definitely not settling with her.

The sky seemed gloomy. Who would have thought that something as colourless as water could make clouds so dark.
In no time it started to drizzle around, thereby condensing water droplets on the glassy wall of my taxi.

Unknowingly I scribbled Shaurya's name on the dampish glass window, my mind still lingered around the fact that he was hesitating in sharing his past with me.
Who knows she still might be his present, his silence gave me the license to cook so many stories at the back of my mind.

I sighed in repentance, Yes I admit I am repenting over the fact as why I questioned him.
Infact why had I started expecting from him. Aftet all he doesn't owe me anything.,,, rather nothing.

Soon the light drizzle converted into heavy downpour, thereby engulfing the entire surrounding with a thundering sound.

I have always loved rain, it's not just a million drops of water recycled for thousands of years. Its a billion of memories & emotions for me.