Blooming Hearts

03|Hearbreak

Kashvi's POV

"You are not looking well Kashu beta. Are you sure you are not sick?" my mother said with a worried look plastered on her face, which was very evident even through the phone screen.

"Yes Ma. I am seriously fine. It's just that the work pressure these days is too much to handle." I tried to convince her.

"What kind of company is this which is making their employees work so hard, that too without any rest? What was that..umm something like balancing, work cycle. I can't remember it now"

"You mean the work-life balance?" I tried to guess which word she was trying to remember now.

She replied, getting way too excited "Are Hann, Wahi!"

I can bet she read about this on a random Facebook page this morning.

"I read about it on Facebook, that how important it is to manage your professional and personal life." Like I said. "And you are doing none. In fact it's been so long since you last came home".

"You know na Maa, it's so difficult to get leave in corporate. Now let's change the topic, can we?" I tried to reason.

"Haan Haan do whatever you want to. Waise bhi who are we to question you anyway? There it is. The master stroke of every parent.

"It's nothing like that Maa. Can't you, papa, and Eshana come here to spend a few days with me?"

"You know it's not possible Kashvi. Eshana is having her college and your papa, you seriously think the person who doesn't even like to leave his room will leave the town for a few days." In a furious mood, she replied. And that taunt for my father made me laugh for a good few minutes.

"Acha I'll call you tomorrow. Aakriti is coming over and I need to freshen up before that. Love you." I hurried off as soon as I saw the time. She'll be here at any minute.

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"I'll kill you Kashvi! You actually have the audacity to ignore my messages and calls, and now buttering me up with this stupid pizza and coke? You seriously think I'll melt by this act of yours now?" While stuffing her mouth with the loaded cheese pizza, Aakriti tried to speak in between.

There she is, slouching on my couch, one hand busy munching the pizza slice and the other holding the coke, and she wants me to believe that my buttering technique didn't do its work.

"I swear it is not going to happen ever again. Forgive me now, pretty please." I tried to cajole her into my talks while giving her my classic sloppy smile.

"Ew stop it right there! You don't even look cute while doing that, rather you're looking like a rotten pumpkin." She said while scrunching her face.

C'mon now! I don't look that bad. In fact, I don't look bad at all.

"Rotten Pumpkin? Do you even know what a rotten pumpkin looks like?" I'm asking as if I always dream about them.

"Yes, and your face resembles that a lot. I nearly puked the first time I saw you." She said with an evil grin spreading across her face.

"You are going to pay for it!" saying that, I picked up the pillow that was lying beside me and used my full force to aim it towards Aakriti. The pillow landed directly on her face. Woah, exactly what I wanted.

By taking into consideration how well I aim and throw things at my target, I can think of making my career in shooting and archery.

And just like that the living room was now turned into a fighting ring filled with our monstrous laughter, where we both were kicking and punching each other like cavemen.

We both collapsed ourselves on the couch like lifeless carcasses after arguing for hours like toddlers.

"Let's move on to the major concern now. How long are you planning to continue to grieve about your breakup and attempt to put all of that pain behind you?" Of course, she knows. She knows how much of a pathetic heartbroken girl I've been for the last few months.

Aakash Mehra, my boyfriend for four years, broke up with me four months back. Reason for the same you ask? According to him, he fell out of love and believes he never really loved me. It was just a mere attraction between us adults, and no emotions.

But the real truth, HE WAS FUCKING AROUND WITH SOME OTHER GIRL!

I gave the relationship whatever I could. I invested four precious years of my life in our relationship. In him. In our love. After all this, he dared to state that no real love was present.

Not only that, he made me the prime reason for the breakup stating that I didn't hold any emotion for him, didn't give enough time to our relationship, and gave my career preference over him.

He was never sympathetic to my genuine efforts or emotions. He was never able to see the deep feelings I had for him or how profoundly in love I was with him.

I was willing to give up everything to make him happy. I used to wait for his call in some of the late hours just to hear his voice once. I never would have imagined that during this entire time, he had been going out with another girl.

"I love him, Aakriti. After everything that he did, I still love him. I miss him to death and I hate myself for that." I spoke, but my words were not clear and came out merely as a whisper.

Getting up she adjusted herself on the couch and gently tapped on my head, indicating me to use her lap as a pillow, and replied "Tell me about it. Although I've already heard about this idiot and his Oh-so-precious deeds for god knows how many times now but still let it out. I'll hear your rant till the time you fall out of words.

That was the moment. I was trying hard not to cry but her words made me feel so relieved and vulnerable that I broke down.

This is why I love Aakriti. I don't need to pretend tough when I'm with her. With her, I can let my guards down, without the fear of getting judged. I can be me, the real Kashvi Sen, about which the rest of the world doesn't know. I trust her completely to tell her about my deepest and darkest secrets, the secrets about which no one is aware of.

So I told her, the same sob story of mine. I told her how I spent my nights thinking about him and the time we spent together. The time which meant so much to me, and nothing to him.

I told her how I tried to find someone else, to fill that void present in my heart, but I was not able to do so. I know I'm not ready right now to give love a new chance. I told her how it hurts to see that he is living his best life with a new girl, and here I am, still stuck up on him and the memories of us together.

And as she has said, she listened to me patiently, she listened to everything which I blabbered while shedding tears. All this while she kept massaging my hair with her tiny little fingers till I fell asleep..

Hey lovelies!!

So, the third chapter is up for you guys.

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This is all for this update, Let's meet in the next one.

Much Love,

Divya.