___Mrs.Singh's SupreMacy ~❤️✅

|•Chapter Thirty Six•|

Haseena was looking at her with hopeful eyes, her fingers crossed hoping for the best.

"Why you lied to me?" Karishma repeated the same question.

"Seriously?
you still are asking me this one question?" Haseena sighs loudly. "Ap phirse ussi baat ko kyu la rhi hain beech mein?"

Karishma didn't respond.

Haseena sucks deep breath and decided to act calmly. She paste a sweet smile before stepping forward near her and hold her both hands in a firm clutch. "You know i don't like to explain people my intentions my behaviours...mtlb why i did this and why i am doing this means hume psand hi nahi hain har kisi ko explanation dena.  jisse jo sochna hoon woh soche yeh unki marzi i really don't care infact i don't give them damnn!" She pause a moment then says softly, "But its exactly different with you"

"Yeah....its exactly different with me that's why you hide things from me!
ek taraf tum keheti hoon you trust me aur dusre hi pal mujhse cheezen hide karti hoon saach kyu nhi bata deti ki you have no feelings for me...it was just me jo tumhare peeche pagalon ki tarah bhagg rhi thi tumhe samajhne ki koshish kar rhi thi jis taraf main kabhi jaati nhi uss taraf badh rhi thi...aur jo main kabhi nhi karti thi waise hi main karne ki koshish kar rhi thi" she gulps the salvia forming into her throats and continues, " Aur uss din tumne kaha tha na you don't need anyone you are enough for yourself so i guess its true you really don't need me main robot hoon na? CPHR issi naam se bulati hoon na tum mujhe?

you are right i am like this only i don't have warm heart who can provide you warmth in the cold nights, am a cold-hearted person and a robot jiske saath koi insaan nhi rehe sakta tumhari jaisi insaan toh belkul nhi...so be happy now bcz you are free and find someone who really deserves you and who can make you happy"

With her each words, Haseena's heart was breaking as the grip over karishma's hands loosen. She shockingly looks at karishma who taking steps backs competeing with her eyes and finally turn around.

She was moving away and Haseena can't see her leaving like this. She need to talk and so she follow her heart and dragging aside all her complaints and anger towards karishma.

"Stop!"

Karishma's feets automatically lost the energy of moving forward. Haseena dragg herself there and stand infront of her eyes.

"You are so right karishma ji that i don't need you" Haseena tells her. Karishma bit her inner cheeks to not breakdown before her. She over again buried her true emotions deep inside her heart, masking an 'i don't care type look'.

"Bcz there's a huge difference between need and geniune effections we shouldn't mismatch it drawing them in one page" Haseena speaks up. "Zarorat kiya hain sirf ek zarorat hi toh hoti hain...ap nhi mili toh koi aur aa jayegaa aur uss khali jagah ko bhar dega. Jaise ki like an example...i was your PA yesterday but today i am not aur hum jab chale aaye toh apne kisi aur ko PA ke post ke liye hire kar liya ab woh hamare badle mein sabkuch sambhal rhi hain...woh ek zarorat hi toh hain karishma ji. Need is just like a proxy. Jaha need hoti hain waha options hi options hote hain you want me to treat you like an options?"

"But i can't!
bcz you are not an option for me" she wishper through tears. With that karishma's tight fist find its own way to loosen up, her muscles relax and so she stop biting on her inner cheeks.

How badly she wanted to hear this minor words in her childhood days when she was a whole mess, when everyone just laughed on her weird choices.

They don't like my voice, they don't like my eyes colour, they don't like my hairs, they don't like how i talk, they don't like how i smile, they don't like how i like to dress up, they don't like my walking style, they don't like how i sit, they don't like anything about me...i guess they don't even like how i am breathing.