Suffered in silence ~~ Legend of Sumitranandans

Decisions and Departures

A/N- Kya badhiya title hain, nahi? *Smiles Sarcastically*

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Bharat never felt so defeated in his life, even taking the last few days into consideration. The decision had been made, and it dint turn out in his favour.

A part of him rebuked him, saying that he was being selfish. He was expecting Ram bhaiyya to do something against his principles for his sake, and that was wrong. But another part, the one which was driving im right now, whispered gently that it wasnt for him that he was asking Ram bhaiyya to return. It was their family, their motherland, their aged mothers, the peace of mind of so many people, and well, if anything is left out, then him.

But whatever it might be, Ram bhaiyya refused, and now, he felt like drowning himself in the river than returning to Ayodhya. 

He had taken people's hopes SO high, that it felt impossible to face anyone without breaking down. Of course, no one would blame him, but there was a thing called inner soul, Antaratma, which would never let him live in peace. 

Bharat walked away from everyone else, trying to hide his tears, but failing miserably. The chaos was such that nobody seemed to notice his absence, well all except the one person whose eyes were only on him, the eyes of the person who was worried more than anything else about how much negative impact his decisions would cast over Bharat

Rama

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"Bharat look at me" Ram said, but Bharat refused to turn his face towards him, almost afraid that he would end up crying

"Come on Bharat, look at me once. Please?" Ram asked in a sing song voice, but Bharat, somehow, managed to refuse and was about to walk away, before Ram held his hand

"Wont you talk to your bhaiyya even once, Bharat? We wont be seeing each other for the next fourteen years" Ram said, regretting every word. But if this was what he would need to get bharat to speak with him, then it was all worth it.

Surely enough, Bharat's head snapped up, and his grey eyes looked so lifeless, that Ram engulfed him in a hug, ignoring his silent protests

Eventually, Bharat gave up and hugged Ram back with such ferocity that expressed all the pent up emotions.

Ram dint speak either, just held Bharat closer to himself. Just a night more, and they would all leave.

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"Laksh? You are here? I was searching-" In his haste, Ram hadnt even noticed the Silk angavastra the said person was draped in, neither did he notice that his eyes were not Chocolate brown, but pitch black. He wasnt Lakshman, he was Shatrughan

(It is nighttime, BTW. They will be leaving next morning)

Ram's eyes grew slightly wide and he internally bit his tongue, but Shatrughan only smiled a little

"He is inside, Bhaiyya. I just saw him" Shatrughan said, and was about to walk away, but Ram held his hand, just like he had held Bharat's, a while ago

"Are you mad at me, Shatru?" He asked, putting an arm around Shatrughan's shoulders, which made him feel strangely comforted

"No bhaiyya. Why would I be?" Shatrughan asked, as though he knew absolutely nothing

"You do know that you can say anything you like to your bhaiyya, right Shatru? Or do you need a remainder?" Ram asked, raising his brows. Shatrughan just shrugged

"Bhaiyya, I am no one to be mad at you. What I feel, it doesnt count. Why do you even ask?" Shatrughan asked, his face showing disbelief. While Ram opened his mouth to protest, he couldnt find the argument he was going to offer.