Royal Secrets (Shhhh)

Chapter 22 ~ My Wounded Heart ~

In a chilly cold night in Mussoorie, two young girls could be found sitting in the backyard of their small garden in front of a bonfire. It was pleasant outside, the birds having nestled into their homes and fallen asleep. Adding to the peaceful ambience, the light drizzle earlier in the evening had left the air pleasant, but the cold prevented anyone from venturing out into the streets.

The young girl inquired in a concerned tone, " Why do you keep breaking your own already wounded broken heart and expecting Raanasa to mend it ? You know all too well that he will never come back to you. So please don't do this silly thing and ruin your own life, start looking ahead in your life. "

" Isn't it tedious to have been repeating the same line for the last eight years? Now, Agastya is even Sandhya Bhabhi ( Sister-in-law ) now being seven years old. " With a slight chuckle, Reva exhaled a fresh puff of her cigarette, musing.

" Reva, it's enough, stop it. " Sandhya takes the cigarette butt from her hand and throws it in the bonfire.

" Bhabhi, this is only the fifth. You know that till the twentieth cigarette I do not feel better and I do not sleep."As expected, Reva was incensed by her act.

" You've already completely hollowed out your lungs by inhaling this hazardous smoke. I won't let you ruin the rest of your life. You're wasting life and there is nothing I can do to save you or help you out of this hell. It's really painful." Sandhya said in a sullen voice, when Reva was lighting another cigarette again, she again angrily snatched the cigarette from her and threw it into the bonfire.

"I'm sorry Bhabhi, but no one else can help me, in fact not even me. Except one person." She said with a stoic face, her eyes were glued like glue on a red burning bonfire, the way she was looking at it, as if all her emotions, dreams were burnt to ashes in that fire.

" Bloody Samar Pratap Singh." Sandhya muttered disgustingly.

" Bhabhi. " Reva didn't like her tone.

" I forgot to count, I don't even remember how many times I told you not to address him with such filthy words. World's one of the prestigious Royal Family, he is the King of Jaipur, heir to Rajgardh royal empire, youngest parliamentarian of the country, popular among all the youth of the nation, Twenty Eight year old, handsome with brain, fit and dashing, Rana Samar Pratap Singh." Reva proudly praised him, an elegant gleam appeared in her eyes at that moment. Her smile brightened.

" And you are a twenty-six year old, small town girl who ruined all her life, who used to be a " beauty with brains personality ", for that self centered king and a rude politician. You, Miss Reva Prakash Joshi." Sandhya retorted in the same tone.

Reva laughed heartily at her famous statement that Sandhya used to say when she was extremely mad at her. But that stubborn head was not affected even an iota. It was like a routine or normal conversation with her. She was always chill and cheerful.

Really?

"You know what, you really needed a TV serial like Vamp Bhabhi. Then only you could understand the importance of me and your very loving and understanding family." Sandhya pounces on her.

But Reva was just trying to suppress her laughter. But her hysterical laugh was only making her blood boil.

"But what should I do now? I had promised Maa ( Her Mother-in-Law ) that I will always tie this family with love and affection, will never let it break and disintegrate, I will always protect it from every storm, but look today, in front of me, her own daughter is ruining herself, and I am just watching helplessly." Sandhya throws the pillow at her face but Reva immediately catches it, suppressing her laughter.