After 3 years of her beloved Rahul Jaykar's tragic 'suicide' , Aarohi was believed to have moved on from the trauma by the people. Or can I say she pretended to have moved on and living happily? She focused on her career, worked hard , smiled all t...
He stopped speaking after that. I too kept quiet. To be honest, I didn't know what to say. I didn't even move. I couldn't deny that his words had melted all the anger inside of me. But I still can't forgive him that easily.
I stood there motionless when he started speaking again "Aarohi, please open the door. If not for your sake, atleast open it for me." those words...they reminded me of the day when he went outrageous and locked himself in the room and I said the same thing to him.
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I couldn't hold out the desire to hug him anymore. Within a moment, I opened the door and saw those wet eyes full of guilt and love as well.
I jumped to his neck and held him tightly. Afterall that moment was rare. Destiny had really given us the second chance.
We were into each others arms for longer than I thought. I didn't want to let him go ever. I was pushing away the desire of kissing him because of Uncle and Vivek's presence there. We were now facing each other, still into each others arms, our faces close by a mere inches. We were staring into each other's eyes as if talking through it.
Though I wasn't ready to forgive him anytime soon, but this moment had changed my mind as I realised how much I loved this human right infront of me.
We spent the whole night listening to Rahul's story. He told us everything from the start till now. We were astonished plus sad for what Rahul had tolerated all these years. I was now feeling guilty for misunderstanding him. For doubting at him that he didn't love me anymore. I regretted thinking about moving on when Rahul had actually attempted to finish himself for my sake and still lived away from me so that I could focus on my life.
"Aarohi" he held my hand in between his and said "I'm really sorry I reacted that way on seeing you yesterday. I was really surprised to see you there. I was just not ready to face you in that condition and that too after such a long time.
Three years back when I gained consciousness, since then I have tried to come to you and start anew. But I was so scared and I felt so guilty about leaving you that to come meet you seemed impossible to me.
To be honest, I came to see you from afar multiple times. But never was really brave enough to meet you directly. Three years ago, as soon as I returned Mumbai, I found you outside a studio. I wasn't allowed the entry inside, so I waited outside till you came. I even saw you while coming out and I was coming to you but my body didn't support me at that time and I blacked out. Some passerby admitted me to a local hospital. Luckily nobody recognised me there and I called my dad to come pick me. After seeing my condition, he was really worried and although I tried to argue but he didn't agree and took me to USA with him for a proper treatment."
We all were overwhelmed on listening his story. We sat there silently staring at the ground.
"I'm sorry" vivek spoke breaking the long spread silence. He felt guilty about what he did earlier to him without hearing his side of story.
"I should have asked about your well being before hitting you and blaming on you" vivek continued looking at the ground while speaking.
Rahul stood up and walked upto Vivek before stopping. "How dare you!" he spoke in a rather rude tone. We all looked at his tough expressions. I and Sehgal uncle shared glances. Vivek stood up from his place and looked at Rahul puzzled.
