"𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏"
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"Why do you avoid meeting my eyes?" His voice came out as an inaudible whisper, hi...
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“ Enough is Enough ”
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Did you see that?
After a really long time, I felt pain in my scars. The pain was long gone leaving a permanent scar behind but they were only the evidence of that tragedy.
My left ankle was hurting, the marks over my abdomen were screaming as if trying to remind me that it's evidence of a crime.
I couldn't remember anything.
I don't know how to put my feelings into words but today, after a really long time, I've been myself. Whether it is dancing or grabbing that liar in front of the police.
I don't know from where I've got the courage to drag him by collar but the moment I felt that he was going to harm Kairav, I lost it. I can't stand anyone hurting Kairav now, I don't like when anyone shouts at him, it doesn't matter if that person is his own father. While departing from Kairav, I've seen a sheen layer of tears in his eyes and it twisted something deep in me, like my veins are tangling, feeling the pain of his tears.
I wasn't able to say anything to him, to console him. I didn't know how to do that. The time when I cried in front of him, he consoled me like a pro, his embrace was so warm that sucked my coldness.
I couldn't do the same with him, instead I stood there and watched, deep, directly into his brown orbs. They were blank, as if the sun had refused to shine today and left the earth alone to suffer in darkness.
I came up with the conclusion that his father doubting him shook his brain that he wasn't able to form a word.
Does belief matter this much to him?
Does betrayal, doubt and breaking trust pierce his heart sharper than glass?
Sir told me that Rekha wanted to meet me. Why can't anyone understand that I don't want to meet that woman? She's doing anything but my help.
She is so off, asking blank and repeated questions as if she's doing a big favor of treating me.
I don't need her treatment, I don't feel like seeking her treatment anymore. Her voice irks me, her questions provoke me and her prescribed medicines give me an unbearable headache. I've stopped taking them for a week and to prove my theory right, I don't feel my head bursting anymore.
I don't know what I feel for Kairav but I know one thing for sure, he's taking out a side of me which I never knew existed. Be it me loving food or vocalizing my thoughts better than before. Be it standing far away from people to try to involve myself to understand the ongoing conversation. Since a few days, I've also started to clear my doubts and questions to my teachers which I've never done before.
