Meera Vyas and Agastya Malhotra.
One is Designer by Profession while the other one is a Surgeon. Both were trying to find their solace in this chaotic life.
While the one is calm and composed the second one is filled with aggression and turbulence...
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Smriti knew, they are not going to take steps by themselves. So she asked Meera to give an important file to Agastya. And Meera could also not deny this so she nodded and went towards his room.
Upon reaching up to his room, she knocked the door and a voice came from inside causing her to push the door and enter into his room .
On listening the opening of the door, Agastya looked back, only to find her.
"Actually, bhabhi has said to put th..these. so. " She said, indicating towards the file.
He nodded in response and she put the file to the table. But instead of turning back, she slowly came towards him.
"Actually, i didn't get to wish you. So. " she said and looked at him, who was looking at her.
"Happy Birthday to you. " She said and smiled a little.
" Thank You." He said.
"Actually i wanted to tell you something. " Meera said and he nodded. He probably had the idea about what's coming up.
" I am leaving. I have a flight tommorow. " She said and looked towards him who was standing near the window half leaning against it while all this time looking at her. Upon hearing this he came towards her and tucked a hair strand which was,from so long, lingering on her face.
"I know. " He whispered and she released a deep sigh while he guided her to the balcony.
" You know, i was angry at first. And i thought to talk to you about this. Then i thought again. " He said and leaned against the pillar while she was standing in front of him.
" Youre'nt angry? You must hate me right. " She whispered while he smiled a little.
"We can't make someone stay, meera. If they want to go. we should let them be. You're happy purusing your dreams there, and i am happy letting you do that. And for hate i will have to unlove you. And unloving you isn't my cup of tea. " He said and released a sigh.
"I don't know what to do. I i..-" He cut her off and pulled her by holding her palms to himself and snaked his one arms around her waist.
" I haven't loved you in the hope of you loving me back, either sweetheart. Letting you know about my feelings wasn't act of imposing obligations on you, Meera. It never was, neither it'll be, ever . " He said and she came closer towards him and slowly moved her right arm and cupped his cheek lightly.
"Hurting you was never my choice, Agastya. And from 8 months this guilt has crept over my mind and heart. I never lied to you, never. " she whispered and caressed his cheek a little with her soft and tender palms , while he cupped her hand which was on his cheek and smiled a little.
"I know. I know meera. You're important. More than important to me. And this time, i won't let my stupid anger create any distance between us. I know and i've accepted. I can't force you meera, for anything. " He said.
