❝Our love douses us in flames. It's terrible and deep and wingless, but I'll burn here if you burn here too.❞
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Kabir and Meher
Two polar opposites; or that's what they think they are. They are both burnin...
"Chand lamhon ki baat hai, yeh sukoon ka saath hai, Par dil ke kone mein chhupa ek sawaal hai, Kya rahega yeh silsila, ya waqt badal dega manzar, Har khushi ke saath kyun chhupa ek andeshaa ka raaz hai?"
~ meher mathur (raizada)
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Mumbai, India
One of William's house employees had put Meher on a video call so that she could see Sahil. For fifteen minutes she kept watching him, his face devoid of bruises, just lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully, but the wires were still attached to him, letting her know that he still wasn't up from Coma.
It had been six months since that accident.
And a lot had changed.
Sahil had no living family members left. His mother died when he was in the first year of his graduation. His face looked pristine and gentle, the rarest expression he had ever given to someone. That was never him. He always had a way to tease people and get back at them.
Which he did literally, just at the cost of his life.
"Looking at you makes me feel like all I have lost up until now. " The silence between them was so high that all she could hear was the machines' beeping.
"But," she continued, "it also made me realise what I have got. " She smiled, remembering Kabir.
"I am in love, Sahil," she confessed. "I am irrevocably in love with Kabir Raizada, my husband."
When she admitted it, her feelings felt like they were multiplying a thousand times more than it was already there. "You know when I told you about falling in love with a person who looked at me with the same intensity and passion as Abhi? Kabir is that person. And contrary to your belief, he's not a rebound." she chuckled to herself, recalling one of the first conversations she had with Sahil in the car when he came to pick her up from the airport when she arrived from the US.
"It took me more than five years to finally let go of my first love and give my heart to another man. And I am doing that, very happily," she told him. "I never thought I would love Kabir, let alone be a friend considering our rocky relationship right from when we were young. But we got tired of those fights, well at least I did and I was the cause of those fights anyway. And when I let those fights and anger go, I saw a completely new side of him and it wasn't hard to fall in love with him. It was so simple, without any complexities."
Her face was etched up with a beautiful smile when she spoke about him. "He looks tough, but all of it is just a mask. He's like a coconut, tough on the outside, soft on the inside. Sometimes I wonder why I spent so many years with him under the same roof but never tried to know or understand him as a person. But now when I do, there is no going back."
