Daryaa- Kairav Goenka yrkkh ff

Darr

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Kairav sat himself down on his bed, took of his glasses and rubbed his aching forhead. Yep, it was that feeling again. His heart thumped against his chest as he sat anxious, trying to take it all in. First it was Aarohi and Neil's shaadi getting broken, then it was the road-map presentation which he somehow managed to finish but no one looked happy and then it was Aarohi running away and getting married.

He thought the storm was his job, reality was, the storm had started eversince he become the first child of his mother and father. The words of his badi ma and bade papa ran through is mind like muffled voices with just one word standing out, zimidari.

A high pitched noise rang through his ears muting everything but the sounds of his mind 'Main product managing hardly kar raha hoon, kaise mai-'

A chocolate shake appeared in frount of him.

"Mimi?" He mumbled.

Mimi sat beside he and told him about how whenever his parent were worried, chocolate milkshake helped them and they would always give it to him when he got stressed. Kairav cupped the milkshake with both his hands as he remembered his parents. A warmth seeped in into him- their thought always did. In this hussle of life he found peace in those memories, the times were worry was an unfamiliar alley his parents tried their best to never let him walk through. He missed that simple act of two people holding onto your hand from either side. He didn't need to make a place in their hearts through responsibility, he was there's from the beggining. Before that lump in his throat pushed him to tears he gulped it down.

Mimi proceeded to also tell Kairav start managing the company as a whole. Kairav knew she was coming from a place of love, but this is something he never wanted and he wished everyone understood that. Kairav told her that Vansh is handling the business well, which was true. Vansh was not some product manager of Goenka Jewellers, he was handling all their sub-brands too. After Mimi left, Kairav understood the gravity of the situation. He was to manage the company as a whole. Goenka industries was his zimidari. The after taste of the chocolate milk became sour and he placed it on the side table of his bed and layed down.

'Don't' he told his mind.

'Agar rona nahi hai, toh yeh toh karle. Acha feel hoga' he thought.

Kairav had told himself he wouldn't resort to art evertime he got and overload of emotions. But here he was, taking his chocolate milk and running into his art room. He took the paint and noticed how it had dried up a little, he couldn't help but relate it to how his passion had started to dry. He took a large canvas and began painting.

As the brush landed on the canvas, like instinct Kairav knew what he wanted to paint. He painted the monster that had a fang hold of his heart eversince he was a teen and his Bade Papa introduced the idea of taking over the company. He imagined a vast dried up land and in between a big yudd, like that of ramayan, between he and his mind. With his brush he wrote a story, a story of a struggle to find that very peace he felts in between his parents as a kid in present day and there, behind all the knights of zimidari rose a terrifying monster, Darr.