"Listen...I am sorry,let's go outside and deny them " Sidharth stepped out of the kitchen .She stayed there and wished to free herself from the invisible chains of fear and uncertainties that bound her but how she was clueless.She was just looking at him with helplessness when he nodded his head in disappointment and turned around, she looking vaguely disoriented and worried. He took a couple of steps towards her and stood just one feet away.
"Come with me" He said, holdiing her hand and took her out to the iving area with him.
"Come beta,is everything all right?" Shamita asked and Sidharth nodded, Shehnaaz tries to act normal but her face looked pale. Everyone could sense that something was not really fine but nobody dared to ask directly.
"So, breakfast karein pehle? I got pudding too" Pammi said as she could sense that Shehnaaz was not feeling alright,the way she was trying to force a smile made it clear to Pammi that she was in a tizzy.
"Haan, aap log sab baitho,Pammi aur main khana lagate hain"Shamita said looking at Sukh and Ashok, they all got seated around the dining table, Sidharth too went near the table, got seated and pulled the chair next to him for Shehnaaz and gestured her to seat there but she was not in the right frame of mind to ragister his gestures.
"I will also come"Shenaaz said Shamita.
"No, tum baitho hum late hain" Shamita said. Shehnaaz finally sat near Sidharth.When he stared at her, he fathomed that how stressed she was,her eyes were wide and panicked and this broke his heart to pieces.He found it so strange that Chaos never really left them,no matter where they went, what they did, pain was always just a knock away. She was apparently the same girl who had loved him throughout her life, never wanted anything more than him and now that same girl was scared to be with him when everything else was working on their favour.
"Shehnaaz,Beta tum pareshan lag rahi ho, abhi bhi mujhe maaf mahin ki ho na,beta and I really want to apologize again, forgive me if possible." Mr Ashok utter sincerely when he felt that Shehnaaz was not really happy to see him.He was highly distraughted after last night's incident and feared that he would lose his son forever. Sidharth had made it clear that he loved Shehnaaz so last night when Sidharth stormed out of the house and didn't pick his calls, he called Shehnaaz and requested her to check with him but she couldn't stop herself from coming there.
"Uncle,trust me I am not angry or upset" Shehnaaz tried to say, though her throat was choaking.
"Actually hum sab ki galti hai,even I am at fault,mujhe bhi...." Mr Sukh also started saying when Sidharth interrupted.
"Toh yeah aap logon ko itna late kyun realize hua... kis chij ka wait kar rahe they aap log?Sidharth got suddenly flared up.He was not just angry on both the fathers,he was angry on everything around him;on his situation,their fate and the never ending choas that surrounded them.
"Sidharth,beta your anger is justified, but it was a shock for us too." Mr Ashok uttered very gently as he could sense that Sidharth was already agitated and he didn't want to instigate or irritate him any further.
"So ab kya change ho gaya....." he was almost roaring when Shehnaaz gently held his hand which was kept on his lap,and gave it a gently squeeze. He stopped abruptly and turned his face to see her. She shook her head and he understood that she was indicating him to calm down. He took a deep breath and kept quiet.He was miffed and wanted to burst out,a strong wave of emotions was whirling inside him and the storm inside him got calmed down as soon as he felt her soothing touch.That moment he realized how one's beloved can influence one's our state of mind. He also realized that he needs to be on her side,over & over again,in ways that could never have anticipated by her,he suddenly wantwd to make her feel comfortable,unjudged and definitely not alone.
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A Chaos Called Love ❤️
General FictionAt a posh locality of " dilwalon ki Dilli"There she was, sitting on her terrace, sipping her coffee and thinking about love.... What it Love. You can invite love, but you cannot dictate how, when, and where love expresses itse...
