Raghvansh Birla, the 31-year-old captain of the Indian Kabaddi team and the heartthrob of India.
Piha Deshmukh, the 25-year-old passionate doctor is the epitome of innocence and beauty.
Love is not simple,
But with their secrets,
Will it be even m...
"Well," He hesitates. "Your Mother and I were thinking, it's time you get married."
I take a deep breath.
"Pack this and send it to my room." I tell the servant, I get up and leave, ignoring the protests behind me. I race upstairs trying to control my tears.
This pain won't ever leave, Raghvansh. You have to be strong instead.
I plonk myself on the bed and curl up with the pillow in my arms. Hearing a know on the door, I lift my gaze- Dada.
"Can I come in?" I nod and he closes the door behind him. Sitting up strain, I continue to hug into my pillow.
"Are you okay?" He sighs. "Look, I'm not good at this convincing and stuff but know that I'm here okay. Talk me Raghvansh, I'm you're brother. Don't worry about them- just say no okay?
He knows how to lighten my mood but it can't change the reality, right? "It's okay Dada, I'm used to this now- not the first time they're saying this."
"Since when has this been going on." He says and I can sense irritation in his voice.
"They started pestering me ever since I turned 26. I never wanted to get married or have a family. I believed their blood ran through me and ruining someone else's life was the last thing I wanted to do. I've always said no but now I have someone who I can think of that way- it feels so wrong." I say and look at him.
"When I begged them to come and just take me home, they didn't, and now that I want them to stay miles away from me, why do they have to come back and hurt me like this.
"Do they have a single idea of how it feels when you're thrown out of the house by your parents? I was fucking five years old, Dada. I barely knew how to walk or talk. I begged them every day that I didn't want to live at the orphanage, I wanted to come home. I was so freaking perplexed at that point in life.
"Why am I even confiding this to you? You didn't even look at me after that, did you? Do you remember the last time we met? You were 11 years old. You didn't even try to stop them- forget that, you didn't even try to communicate with me or find me after that and you show up after 21 years. Was I dead to you? You cared for me, you fought for me, you gave up chances for me, was everything based on a lie? Did I ever mean anything to you? I didn't Dada.
"I have no one of my own. I'm no one's priority. Why couldn't I have a normal childhood like everyone else? I can't do anything other than cry to myself every day right?"
I tell him everything, everything I've kept inside me for 26 years. It feels like a weight off my shoulders. I don't know how he's going to react, maybe he doesn't even care about what I think or what I don't.
I see a tear escape his eye. What's wrong with him?
"Is this what you think of me? Was I this bad? Raghav, I cared for you, I never let anyone hurt you. Do you think I never pleaded them to tell me where you were? They never let a single detail of your existence reach me after that.
"I tried everything from my half, I couldn't get through, I wasn't able to meet you or contact you. They threatened to take away everything from me if I try to meet you, I'm not like you Raghav. I'm not a self-made billionaire. Where would I go, what would I do?
"But was it just me? Didn't you always say in your interviews that you have no family? I don't blame you. I can't even think of what you've gone through. I wish I was there. I could've left everything, I should have. You can't fucking imagine how fearful I was all my life, I prayed to God every single day for you to be safe, for I could meet you.
"When you debuted against Iran, you have no idea how proud I was, I celebrated every super ten of yours, cried after you performed badly. It never felt like I was away from you.
"They didn't even have a freaking clue I was going to come here. If it wasn't for the project, I couldn't have. I don't deserve to be someone's family and you, you're the strongest person I've ever seen. Raghav, I don't expect you to forgive me. Just know that I'm always here for you."
The way he called me 'Raghav' was enough to comprehend that every single word was true.
I missed you, Dada. I missed you so much.
I throw the pillow away and engulf him into a brotherly hug.
"I'm sorry Raghav."
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