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Dread was his first feeling. Never ever in recent times, had he felt it hit him with such severity. His eyes moved to the open door and he rushed in. At the sight of half-packed bags, it took new proportions.“Where are you going, Miss Bose ?” He asked, looking at Swara moving around the room, picking the stuff.
“I guess I was asked to pack and leave. I am following the orders.” She didn't even look at him, he noticed .. she only intended to get out of here, as he wanted.
“You are not going anywhere”, His hand grabbed a lapel of her bag, she was trying to zip. Her eyes snapped at him. He didn't budge.
“Is that another order Mr.Sanskar Maheshwari? She mocked. “Then I am sorry, I have no wish to work for an insensitive person like you. Now if you will please…” She pulled back the lapel and turned back to work.
“I am sorry for last night, He admitted, “ I know, I was harsh … I have hurt you but I didn't know. I…” Sanskaar hated how desperate he sounded for her to listen, to make her understand. Miss Bose …Please”
“Ok! Now you know! So what now Mr. Maheshwari? Oh Yes! “ Her mock turned to sneer, “We both lost families, That makes me qualified enough. Right? Just when I thought you couldn't get any more insensitive ..look at you “ She stepped back, not because his eyes turned shade dark at her statement .. but because she had points to make …
“Miss Bose…” His words came out sharper than intended.
“No!” She cut him off,” Last night I listened to everything you said, Mr. Maheshwari. You better listen to me now and don’t you dare say a word till I finish.” Swara was in no mood to back down, not when she will have nothing to do with this brooding person in a few minutes.
“What makes you think your pain is superior to others? What gave you the impression no one else will understand your pain. What if I didn't lose and still have a loving, happy family. Will that make me incapable in your eyes of healing and sharing your pain? Will it?
Dard dard hota hain Mr.Maheshwari.Chota ya bada nahi hota.And mind you are not only one with pain … duniya mein hazar log hain aise who lose their loved ones everyday ..lekin nahi. All you wanted was to drown in your sorrow, think as if you are the only one in this lonely world whose suffering is greater than all…
Do you know how it feels when you wish you had someone to walk up to you and hold you … tell you things are going to be alright, to be wrapped in love, or to be cared for? And you have none.” Her voice came pained. He wouldn't know but she does, all those lonely moments she spent in that house craving for a soothing presence of someone, at least one to tell her it is going to be ok. “Ask me, Mr.Maheshwari!”
He didn't miss that sheen of moisture building in her eyes. “You had people who cared for you, right around you, who treated you like their own, your friends who might have offered to share your pain but no! You pushed them away. You locked yourself up. Why? Because you thought they are not fit as per your demands. You don't wish everyone who tries to care for you to lose their family? Do you? Is that the absurd theory you were holding on to?”
Her every word was like a tight slap and every scene played before his eyes. How he drove off every ounce of care and love that was offered to him, held onto his pain, and snubbed others as if they would know nothing. Did they need to know? Did they? Did he expect them to go through the same pain to comfort him? What does that make him ..if not insensitive? When did he turn into one? He sank so much in his pain he refused to see the feelings of others.
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Once Upon a Heart
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