MaNan- She is to be Loved

Chapter 28- The beginning of the Ending!

~Every mistake done deserve forgiveness, if you have it to or not. It- the heart~

At MruNi's

"Nothing's changed." Shekhar murmured, while staring at the bungalow, outside his daughter's villa, towards his farthest right.

He felt two arms wrapping around his torso, and he held onto those hands, almost immediately. "Why here, Mishti? Do you think...Shona...knows?" Shekhar voiced out his worries, and Shamishti flinched at the pain in his eyes.

"Do you...think so, Shekhar?" She questioned, for she did not want to lie to him. "I don't know." He muttered, before pulling her to his side, and taking her for a side-hug.

"But she sounds...weird. Almost like she could see through my pain when I asked her why this neighborhood. She would have also read the name plates outside each villas, right? They're not so far away." He looked towards his wife, whose face was void of any emotions. "Besides, why didn't Raj tell anything about meeting her in here? I'm so confused, Mishti." He sounded tired and she hated herself for bringing him back to India

But she also knew he needed this. A closure! And he's going to get it, only when he gets to have a face-off with his father. Only when he gets to tell how much he missed his family.

"Let's just wait for the destiny, Shekhar." Shamishti spoke after a brief silence. "Maybe we needed this." She ended her part of conversation leaving Shekhar a little more confused than before.

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At Murthys

"She's an orphan's daughter." Yashjeet said, grabbing his family's attention. The younger Murthys had a look of disbelief on their faces.

After all these years, he still loathes Shamishti's existence.

"Papa ji?" Sooraj stared at his father with utmost hatred in his eyes. "Did you hear yourself, Papa? She's fami--" Sooraj almost shouted when Yashjeet stood up to cut him from speaking furthermore.

"She is not family, Sooraj." Yashjeet barked out loud and clear. "Was. She was family. Until I realized that the orphan mother she talked about was the same woman who split a son from his father and brothers." He added, and all Sooraj did was to stare at him wordlessly.

"Wow!" Sooraj let out a dry chuckle. "You still think so low of Shamishti, and for what reason? Because she's an orphan? For god's sake Papa, that's not her fault." He yelled out at the end.

"Of course, that's not her fault." Yashjeet sounded frustrated. "But trying her luck with a Murthy, with Yashjeet Murthy's son was only and only her fault." He added, before walking towards Sooraj and stood in front of him.

"Log maane na maane, har kisiko apni ek aukath hai, jiske hisab se unhe Jeena seekhna chahiye." Sooraj sighed on hearing Yashjeet's words. "Aur uss aurath ne apne aukath ke oopar socha aur ek aise cheez chaaha jispe haq jathana ek sapna bhi nahi hona chahiye." Yashjeet moved towards the stairs, ending the conversation, leaving a seething Sooraj behind.

"Wo koi cheez nahi hai, DJ." Yashjeet stood at the first stair, but did not turn around towards the voice. "He's our Appa." And this time he did turn around.