Dheere Se Kho Gaye!

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Ishi's POV

I am at that turn of my life where even I don't know what should I do. Should I just keep my nerves calm till the end? Or should I just disappear? Am I not worthy of love? Am I just supposed to get betrayed every time I try? Try to love or get loved by someone.

I was lost in thoughts while I was packing my clothes and necessary things I might be needing. Though, I do not need anything. I am just going home. I don't even remember when was the last time I went back home and had a proper conversation with my mother.

I had a rough childhood as my mother single handedly raised me, took over the family business, got me the top education and always fulfilled my wishes. Everyone's different and their way of seeing things, my mother's was different from mine.

I have always had grudged against my mother which eventually made our relationship grow bitter. It's not like she never tried to understand me, she did but still nothing changed. Now, I slowly am beginning to understand everything and her life through her eyes.

It is definitely hard to nurturing a child on your own and establish yourself in their world full of vultures. Maybe my  mother is genuinely scared of getting my heartbroken. I guess, she was right? This is what Shrinkhal is doing to me.

I carelessly packed my bag and left it near the door frame. I decided to go to meet my family and spend some time alone. I had asked Guru to take me to his parents' house before I leave for Mumbai.

I guess I don't even remember when was the last time I even thought about myself or my needs. I need to live a little. Guru finished his tea and picked the car keys, Shrinkhal was silently sitting on the couch with his head hung low.

I didn't bother him and I just want to go away from him. I have had enough. Before walking out, I did Pooja in the mandir quickly that I built near the entrance of our house. I didn't look back and walked out of the main door. Guru was already in the driver's seat.

As I was about to open the car's door Shrinkhal came from behind and shut it back. "Babe, don't do this. Atleast listen to me once. Aise mat jao chodh ke mujhe Ishi. I know Maine galti ki hai but I didn't mean to hurt you. Give me one chance to explain everything. Please trust me."

I held his face in my hands and caressed his cheeks with my thumb, "I just need some time away, Sinku. I hope you understand."

I smiled at him and sat into the car. This was the first time that I was leaving the house without hugging him or telling him that I love him. I didn't look back at him and we drove off. I silently began to sob as I was super frustrated and I didn't know what to do.

Us humans are the most complicated species, we all are hurt but when we try to heal someone we end up getting hurt by them and open up the past wounds. Loving someone is not easy, it takes energy, a person goes through many ups and downs and sometimes we feel so overwhelmed that we just want to leave that person.

But we can't.

Guru did say anything and quietly drown to their house which was half an hour away. He waited for me to adjust myself before meeting his parents as I don't want them to worry about anything.

"You don't have to do this, Ishi." Guru held my hand and gently caressed it.

"I want to meet them before going. I don't even know if I'll be back. Back again."

My own words felt like poison in my mouth. Guru didn't confront me and moved out of the car and held open the door for me. I nodded at him and we both went inside.

His parents literally screamed when they saw me as it had been little over an year, I didn't meet them. Mumma and Papa made me sit on the couch and began to show their immense hospitality as if I were a guest.

I stood up and held their hands, "please aap dono Beth jao na main Milne ayi hoon aap dono ko sirf aur aap Hain ki....khair Guru isliye hi toh Aya hai ke woh hum tinon ki seva karega."

I smirked at Guru while making Mumma Papa sit with me, "Jaa Guru chai bana ke laa humare aur bhabhi ke liye," his father commanded him.

"Adrak Elaichi wali!" I added.

"Aur saath mein khane ke liye Lana mat bhoolna," Mumma ordered him and diverted her attention towards me.

"Arrey yeh kya baat Hui...Bahu toh yeh na apki toh isse kaam karwao mujhse nahi." Guru crossed his arms and sat next to Papa.

"Usne tum dono habshiyon ko itna bada Kiya hai khila pila ke abhi usse shaanti se bethne bhi na dein?" Papa scolded him.

Mumma got up and slapped his arm, "ja Jake chai bana aur khabardar Ishi se aise baat ki dubara. Bhabhi ke saath 'Ji' laga ke baat Kiya kar usse. Batmeez ladka."

I couldn't control myself and smirked at Guru who was about to cry. He quietly went into the kitchen while I sat and talked to them.

"Kaisi hai meri bachi? Sinku kaisa hai?"

"Aaj kal baat hi nahi karta dhang se. Call Karo toh bas 'I'll call you later' ka SMS dal ke bhul jayega call karna."

They showered me with too many questions, I just kept staring at their faces, not knowing what to do or say. Should I tell them the truth? Or should I just keep my mouth shut? But I'm more comfortable with them than my mother. I will just ask for advice. I guess?

A/N: have fun readers! I felt like posting another chapter today coz idk I'm sad and happy. But sleepy again! So good night and sleep on time. Do let me know what should Ishi do? And should I write with first person point of view or just random? See you soon