The Last Note [ON HOLD]

9. YOU ARE MY LIFE JACKET.

Ajey's P.O.V:

-"Because you've actually grown up, champ! Really, and don't think I'm mad about it, infact I really appreciate it that you've learnt how to hide your emotions in this unbothered; cruel world because honestly, noone cares about anyone.
It's just that I'm a little hurt. Though it's a good thing, but it's kinda hard for me to accept so quickly that you've grown up now; that you're on your own. What I have always seen is an Ajey; so carefree and playful. So chaotic. And maturity? That word does not even exist in his dictionary. He lives life on his own terms without giving two fucks about the world. Kabhi panga ho bhi gaya agar kisi se toh his go-to reaction would be,"Yash bhai hai na mera. Sab sambhal lega." As a community, we've all learnt to always believe in the power of staying together rather than standing alone. And that's why, it's just that this whole feeling of getting used to you trying to be independent is new to me. But don't worry, I'm trying. And I know, I'll soon get used to it. Not just me, even Maa and Papa. Only change is constant in this space. And I guess, now it's time for the kind of change where Ajey's family has to get used to him making his own decisions and surviving on his own terms."
Yash bhaiya said in response to what I had told him about myself.

Was I disrespectful? I sure shouldn't have said what I said. Shit, I regret it so much.

-"I am glad your situation isn't as bad as I thought it would be. Post-depression struggles are an actual thing. They're a part of getting out of depression and so one has to face them. And even though I know you will fight all of them alone and fiercely, just in case if you need some help, remember we're always here for you.

Bada ho rha hai tu. Orr tere saath hum bhi. I hope zyada confuse nhi kiya hoga meine tujhe apni baaton se. Kyuki honestly, human emotions are confusing, and that's why so is this conversation of ours. Especially from my side."
Yash bhaiya concluded which followed a sigh and a long pause between us.

I was too bewildered and guilty to say anything.

-"Chalo, I'll go now. Have some rest. Tomorrow is a big day and we surely don't want to miss it!!"
He said as he got up to leave my room.

-"Bhaiya..."
I said and he stopped.

Quite unsurprisingly, Yash turned back with a shocked expression probably thinking if I really called him "bhaiya" or if he was just being delusional.

-"Haa?"

I said nothing and pulled him into the most brotherly hug of my life. I didn't say anything and neither did I want to. I just hugged him for a good minute and let go off of my hold on him.

-"Thankyou bhaiya...thankyou for being the best brother that I could've asked for!"
I said as a lone tear escaped my eye.

His jaw dropped as he hugged me again and said with an expression of astonishment on his face,

-"What the actual fuck! You are crying for such silly things, Ajey? I mean, really? You can't be my brother...the Ajey I know doesn't cry, he makes other people cry with his mischieves. And as it is, insted of crying like a crocodile you can give me your play station. See, I'm such a nice brother. I never ask for much..."
He said with a hinge of tease in his voice.

-"Oh yes ofcourse,"
I replied sarcastically.

-"But on a really serious note, thankyou, Bhai! Thankyou so much for being there for me when no one ever was. And I'm extremely sorry for whatever stupidity I've ever done to you. Whatever had hurt you because of me. Whatever you think is disrespectful to you as an elder brother, that I did. I was, am and will always be foolish in front of my family. I'm sorry if I made you feel disrespected but just know that doing that to you is never my intention. I would never even think of hurting you.

I don't know what I would do without you, Yash.
You are my life jacket..."
I said and finally released a sigh of relief as if, someone finally took a burden off of my shoulders.

What ever I said to Yash, I meant it wholeheartedly. He is my life jacket. He will always be. My big brother, my best friend and my everything!

A little later, he pulled out of the hug and went back to his room.

And now I was all alone......again. But surprisingly, this time, I felt much lighter and happier being alone. I wasn't overthinking. Maybe it was because of that venting session or maybe because I've lately been happier, for Tri-

Ping.

I notification from Instagram broke my chain of thoughts.

Trishika Bhardwaj and 67,788 others liked your post.

The notification read.

She is on instagram? Really? Why didn't I find her earlier? But, even if I did, how would have I known that is was my Trishika Bhardwaj?

Life is a funny and hard-to-play game where everything comes at a cost. You win wars at the cost of losing your loved ones. You see your beloved happy at the cost of sacrificing yourself. You save your beloved from a fire at the cost of burning yourself in it.

Life is a funny game.

But now that she is back, I'll never let go, I promise. And why would I? Even after seventeen long years of the inexplicable pain and suffering that I've endured, at no cost whatsoever I would let her go. She's the kind of a person whom you do meet in your life...but only once. And after she has come back, I could finally accept that I like her, I write her, I speak her, I feel her, I breathe her.

People say they love their home and I so do I. The only difference being, my home is a person.

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~She is like the Moon to my Sun; I'd die and burn all day and everyday, so that she can breathe freely during the night~

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Bruh, why am I always so busy when it comes to writing Wattpad chaptersss??? 😭

nevermind, vote and comment please!! My reach's ain't going great rn<3

~Ambhoj🖤