Chapter 18

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Maheen knocks at sidharth's door, watching him tensed "can we talk ?" he nods, shifting aside she nervously settles over the couch right beside him.

"Are you okay, I mean the situations arising in ur family one after the other don't get me wrong am I the reason for the ongoing disputes if yes then I promise I will leave from here there is absolutely no need to create tension in a joint family." holds her hand with utmost guilt.

"No, I am the cause of every problem because of me your being unnecessarily dragged sorry I got you here with the intention of joining wedding I wasn't aware of such problems coming my way." he wasn't even mentally prepared, it occurred so quickly that he didn't even know how to react till now he is facing unnecessary bashing from every body they are holding him accountable for a very childish promise that he made during childhood. 

"Why are you blaming yourself ?" she asks out of concern "what's the use of blaming anybody look just sort out the mess and move ahead, shehnaaz madly loved you even though you moved forward poor girl was still living that promise, nobodies is at fault except the time and destiny." she explains like a true friend, he rolled eyes.

"How do I handle this problem ?" he took a deep breath, as if some kind of guilt is suppressing his emotions which are surfacing over like huge tide wanting to drown his heart under resentment. It wasn't a good idea to return back.

"Maturely, talk to shehnaaz listen to her after all you owe her an explanation for the refusal of her proposal, she is your family then a best friend ur being rude by taunting her, I overheard how you spoke to her in zoya's room she didn't deserve it. Clear with her, I am not interested in you tu sirf mera dost hai, uske dil mein, hum dono ke lekar kuch galat fehmiyaan hain jinhe clear karna tera farz hai atleast usko ye nahi lagna chahiye ke me uske dil tootne ke wajah hoon." she raises a valid point but not like he didn't clarify.

"I did, tujhe kya lagta hai maine koshish ne kare she just wants to gain every bodies sympathy, us ke wajah se zain, zoya ko chod raha tha lekin sab ko tab bhi main he galat lag raha tha kyun ??
Main nahi chahta shehnaaz ko hum dono dost se zayada kuch bann he nahi sakte !
We're poles apart ! haan maine us se badtameezi kare .. agaya gussa .. ghoom gaya deemag zoya ki tension dekh ke bichare bi jaan ke pressure mein akar faisla le rahe hai." he spills it out expressing the reason behind his aggression.

"I am not willing to sacrifice myself for anybodies happiness then how can they expect me to quietly watch my sister's destruction ?" he asks, she can't take it can't he witness zoya's love for zain.

"Listen, she madly loves him and wants to marry only him but obviously due to his actions she had to take a step back, deep-down those feelings still very much exist." he sighs, she pulls him up.

"Go, apologies for being a jerk to her .. she really loves you .. it's okay if you don't but try not to act this bitter if nothing much she still deserves your friendship." he agrees, of course she deserves but friendship might give rise to those feelings which should be restricted.

He doesn't wanna give her any false hopes not at all especially after what brought her to this point she dreamt of revolving her world around him so painful.
He realizes his mistake, but at the same time her stupidity of living her life upon a certain promise who does that after losing contact, irked him.

Just rubbish, doesn't support any of her madness on top of this everybody encouraging it.

"Ek ache khaasi dost ko tabah (destroy) kardiya." he says, hating himself as well as her for getting him into this never ending issue which will keep toppling over, reaching nowhere, ending up into creating more and more problems.

On the other hand, shehnaaz is seen sketching a picture of a broken girl drenching under rainfall trying to hide her pain from the world as hurtful word of sidharth kept echoing in the back of her head driving her insane.

She quickly, starts scribbling with aggression as tears flow down and painful sobs escape why on earth did she fell in love with a man, who has no value of relation or anybodies feeling other-than himself, only his happiness, matters to him.

"It was all a bloody lie .. I was living a lie !!" saw the picture kept beside the lamp getting mad on him angrily burnt with the lighter.

Wish it was this easier to burn their memories !

These are turning into ashes, but her memories aren't fading ??

She's completely lost doesn't realize gonna burn her hand thankfully sidharth comes on time. He yanks the picture down, and crushes under shoe "what's wrong with you have you lost it ?" yelled pulling her to himself.

"Main time par na aata jaanti ho tumhara haath jal sakta tha ?" he asks, she pushes him away by yanking his hands from her shoulders.

"Maine kaha aap se aane ko .. kyun aaye .. kuch reh gaya hoga na sunane ko keh doh kya keh na hai aur phir chale jao yahan se mujhe aapke yeh badsurat (gande) shakal dekhna ka interest ne." she says, looking away in hatred.

"Tune .. hamare bachpan ke .. photo jalaye ?" his eyes accidentally went down to the photo, wasn't completely burnt.

He's astonished .. deep down hurt .. picking it up accusingly stared at her.

"How could you, mujhe laga tha .. chahe kuch bhi hojaye hum dost bann kar reh sakte thai isliye me yahan aya tha sorry karne, shuru se shuru karne I didn't know you would stoop down so low why ?? Just because, I don't love u back ?" he asks, she is not going to answer.

"You hate me, understood .. but our friendship ?? You claim to love me but do you even respect our memories ?" he shouts, she grabs his collar.

"Jhooti mohabbat kabhi laut kar nahi aati Aur sache mohabbat kabhi chor kar nahin jaate.
Haan, hume pyaare hai, tumhare de huwe har nishaani,
Woh dil ka dard ho ya aankhaun ka paani.
Aur, bass itne se thi hamare mohabbat ke kahani.
Mausam ke tarah tum badal gaye,
Aur fasal ke tarah hum barbaad hogaye."
shattering him with her overflowing emotions.

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