𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉: 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 | 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝟏𝟖+

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RANVIJAY

I burned myself for you, as I want to show you that you're the sparkle of my love that lit up my soul. Do I sound mad? Or insane? Wait for the right moment, and everyone will surely find out about my madness.

I was at the army hospital to get my burned hand dressed. By the way, what happened to me last night? Why the hell did I burn my hand? And the answer was my silence.

"How did you burn your hand, Major?" Dr. Rajiv asked, while my eyes were pinned to the hanging portrait on the wall. The portrait was entirely blue, and that again reminded me of the blue eyes of that anklet girl.

"I had been saving my life, that's why I got hurt," I said in my sharp, cold tone. "Don't worry, it will heal soon." The doctor bandaged up my palm. I grabbed my jacket from the side chair and stood up. "I've prescribed some medicine; it will heal the wound soon."

"Forget it, doctor, taking medicine pisses me off", I grinded my teeth. I walked out from there. Who takes pills for minor injuries? I threw my jacket into the Jeep and got seated. "I think some shots of rum would be the perfect choice to treat you", I said while bending my burned hand to my chest.

I accelerated and left the hospital. After driving for 30 minutes, my phone rang. "Yeah, Arjun," I said, gripping the steering wheel. "Did you get your checkup?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm done," I said. "Can you please pick me up? I'm nearby, Hussain Dhaba." I turned left. "Fine, I'll be there."

♡

I finally reached the destination that Arjun told me. I could see him through the windscreen frame. I pushed the brakes. "You are rude, but a lifesaver as well." Arjun's bright smile instantly dropped when my annoying glare met his eyes.

"Maybe 'rude' is offensive to you." Arjun couldn't stay silent for a few minutes. "Not at all. It glorifies my personality." I growled, but he cut me off. "Yeah, the angry man personality." He laughed.

"Can we have lunch together, since we're near your favorite place?" After a while, Arjun asked, and I nodded. I stopped the jeep at Hussain's dhaba.

I wore a black commando t-shirt. I often stopped at this dhaba to have a cup of tea and eat. My heart found comfort either in the battlefield or at Hussain's dhaba, where I spent some alone time.

"We have to catch the train tomorrow," Arjun said, and I followed him, not paying attention to his words, my eyes still pinned to the flower pots passing by. Lilies. Beautiful.

"Why aren't you answering me, Ranvijay?" Arjun spun around until he faced me.

"Don't you have enough words to carry on a conversation?" He held my hand and flashed my watch in my face. "It's only 2 in the afternoon, and I think you still have some words left." I could understand Arjun, but I was so lost in my own thoughts.

"Yeah! I—I was lost..." I stopped midway when Hussain approached me. "Ranvijay bhai, you've come after a long time," he chuckled. Hussain was very fond of me. He was brilliant in his studies, but his father didn't have enough money, so I bore his study expenses.

"How have you been, Hussain?" I asked, patting his head. "How are your studies going?" I was talking to Hussain, on the other hand, Arjun settled himself on the charpai.

"Good, bhai. I study hard because I want to be an army officer like you." A small smile tugged at my lips after hearing his confident words. Smiling was difficult for me—I didn't know how to smile, but I had a PhD in being aggressive. 

"Of course, and I think you will be a braver officer than me," And his sparkling eyes assured me that he would undoubtedly become the best officer.

"Hussain, bring chicken curry, egg curry, and naan for us," Arjun placed the order before I rolled my unwanted glares at him. "Relax, angry man. We can celebrate our cheat day today," he shrugged causally.