MINE TO LOVE [SLOW UPDATES]

"Old Wound"

Shivangi's POV~

(At night)

I was sitting in the balcony enjoying the view last time because tomorrow we're leaving for udaipur.

The view is giving me same kind of peace my heart gets when I'm close to nature.

People say that when your parents doesn't love you the way they should no matter how much you heal the child in you will always be vulnerable.Just like a old wound not matter how much it heals it will always leave you with the scar.

You need to learn how to live happily with this scars.I was never completely happy no matter how much i try to be or most of the times pretend to be until he entered in my life.

He never said anything directly but the wah he understands me is not at all real sometimes i feel okay i believe that he sended him after seeing how much his child is suffering.

A smile formed on my face at this thought.

My thoughts interrupt when i heard him
  
"Kya soch rahi hai aap?" i looked at him and asked

(What are you thinking?)

"aap kab aaye?"  he sat beside me

(When did you came?)

"Jab aap apne khayalo mai khoyi hui thi or khud hi muskura rahi thi." he said and i replied with a 'oh'

(When you were lost in your world and smiling alone)

"kya soch rahi hai aap?" he again asked
I looked at the view again and a sigh left my lips.

(What are you thinking?)

"Bas yahi ke for all the suffering in my life god sended you as an apology" i replied with a grin and he looked confused

(Just that god sended you as an apology for my sufferings)

"What?" he asked confusingly

"Aapne mera pura rizz bigad diya. kya aap bhi" i said and folded my hand infront of my chest.

(You spoiled my rizz)

Ofcourse he was not getting my excuses and continued looking at me with a no nonsense look.

"Look at me" He held my chin and made me look at him.

"What do you mean by suffering love?" He asked so softly that i almost melted.

I looked at him and he was looking at me with the kind of expression i cannot read.

I never thought that I'll ever discuss this things with anyone but i want to tell him everything and i will today.

I hold his hands in mine and keep our intervined hands in my lap and took a deep breath and started.

"Soch rahi thi ke kuch ghaav ese hote hai jo bhale hi bhut purane ho bhale hi unpe kitna bhi marham laga lo duniya bhar ki dawai hi kyu na laga lo woh apne nishaan chhod hi jaate hai..." I replied with a soft chuckle and i don't realise when tears formed in my eyes.

(I was thinking that there are certain wounds which cannot be healed no matter how old they are, no matter how much we try to heal them they always leaves a scar behind)

"I never knew what parents love is until i meet your mom and dad.My parents never loved me the way other parent love their child as if they never wanted me at first i always thought it was my fault that they are not happy with me. My grandmother was always there for me everytime my mother beat me abuse me.