My Mr. Artist

Chapter 7

Present

Early morning of the winter, red hues of sunrise in the sky, cold breeze, silent and lonely highway with only one or two cars on the road, and a highspeed black mercedes. inside the car, two men in their late twenties were sitting at back seat looking tired.

" why are you going to office after long ass flight ?" the person on the right asked while yawning " you should take a day off after one month of being out of india and spend some time with your family like a normal person would do " he continue now looking at person sitting opposite to him.

The said person was not even paying attention to other's talk and was staring at beautiful morning sky.

"saransh" yuvaan slightly yell his name to bring him back to earth. " bro can you stop being in daze. its getting annoying now. who knows how my sister-in-law handles you"

hearing the word sister-in-law, saransh's already bad mood worsen. he turn around to look at yuvaan, his mother's side cousin with frown on his face. yuvaan had just return from abroad and his father had send him to train under saransh which was not less than a torture for both of them. saransh is an workaholic whereas yuvaan the exact opposite.

" aren't you tired, than sleep. no need to worry about me." saransh said through his gritted teeth to control his irritation.

" sorry bhai [brother] " yuvaan quickly muttered an apologize and close his eyes to pretend to sleep otherwise his brother will take him to the office as well.

after dropping yuvaan at his house, saransh tell the driver to drop him to his studio apartment near his office building. he was one month away for work and had just arrived two hours ago in city R. he didn't want to go to that house which is filled with people he now feel uncomfortable with. he unlock the door of his apartment which was just as cold and lonely as he was feeling. he decided to take a warm shower and sleep for couple of hours before he has a meeting fixed with yash for the new project. but after laying on the bed, he couldn't sleep as usual. his insomnia had worsen in last three years and he knew the reason but don't know the solution. therefore, he decides to paint something as it has been a while he got time and mood to do so.

this apartment was bought by his older brother for him when he was just a high schooler and he used to live here with arnav, his childhood friend as school and awasthi group's headquarter was much closer than that of their mansion. at that time his grandfather had asked him to learn from his brother so he used to attend school and than would visit office. it was all changed after he was send abroad for further studies in the same university his brother once attended.

now this is the place he feels more comfortable and peaceful than that of large mansion where his blood-related family lives. he made his way to the art room he had rebuild recently and started to splash colors on blank canvas. two hours later, he yet again made a portrait which looks just like his lover. he continue to stare at his masterpiece with so much longing in his eyes. for last three years, he couldn't draw anything except the person he loves the most yet leaved her after making promises of forever. guilt, regret, pain and anger hit his chest and so he yet again tried not to think anymore about his tragic yet sorrowful life, he decided to go to office and work, his only escape from harsh reality.

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before the lunch break, he got an urgent meeting which was really important and therefore inform the receptionist through his secretary to ask mr. yash to wait and apology for being behind the schedule. after finishing the meeting, he made his way to the meeting room for while checking his phone when he sees all the text he had receive from arnav, his brother and lastly, one from his so-called wife. he pause for a second, looking at that single message she had send