The story that never completed

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"Soch zara jaane jaa tujhko hum kitna chahte hai,
Rote hai hum bhi agar teri aankhon mein aasu aate hain..."

I bumped my shoulder with hers as the song played through the phone to cheer her up.

She turned her face to other side and snuggled into her knees more. I igorned the pang in heart and tried again. I jumped on her back, hugging her from behind. She is used to my antics now and that is why she didn't even budged.Her body started shaking and I knew she was crying.

We are sitting on the roof right now and she was crying. Her legs curled up to her chest and her face resting on her knees. She sobbed again and my heart sank.

Their words didn't hurted her heart only; they wounded her very soul. I know that because I was listening to all that shit from the room but their words......their damn words were peircing my soul. They didn't only taunt di on her financial background but also on her familial background. They rejected her saying a orphan will never understand the dynamics of a joint family. According to them, she wouldn't be able to adapt or, even if she did, could never match their financial standing. A orphan won't be a able to adjust in a joint family and even if she did, she would never be able to match them financially. Raj Pratap Sehgal is a proud and arrogant man. And his pride literally shattered my Di's self respect. She was so excited and happy for today but it's like they were here only to disrespect her.

"Di.....stop crying please. Its not your fault."

"It is, Ruhi. Now I seriously think that the fault is in me only. The one I love is always taken away from me. Be it out parents, aasha tai, you and now Dev too." She whispered.

"No di....look I am right here." I protested but we both know it's not how it used to be. Our dynamics had terribly changed after we moved out of the orphange.

"Di....I know we both only meet once in a year now but that donot change the fact that you are my sister and I am yours. I know fate has taken a lot from us but I will always have your back and you will have mine, won't you?" I cupped her face. She broke into tears and hugged me.

"I am sorry, Ruhi. I am sorry for being selfish." she hiccupped, her words choked with emotion.

"No di please don't. You took the right decision. If you hadn't made that difficult decision that day, we both would have been starving somewhere today. And as far as Dev is concerned, we both know he is also trying his best to convince his family."

I broke the hug and cupped her face.

"He loves you as much as you loves him." I said.

"I know, Ruhi. I know. But what's the use of such love if it separates him from his own loved ones. We both knows that pain, don't we? And I will be damned if he had to leave his family because of me." Her voice broke at the end.

"And I will be damned if had to leave you!" A voice came from behind us. We both turned to look at the source of the voice revealing the topic of our discussion clad in a simple white tee and washed blue jeans. His red jacket hugging his torso still not able to hide his muscles.

Dev.

He came forward and crouched down to her level. His strong veiny arms engulfing her fragile frame in comfort. Her arms goes around his waist and she snuggled in his chest, sobbing harder.

"I....I am...s... sorry, dev" she hicupped unable to form proper words.

"Hey shhhh....calm down. Please don't break my heart, sweetheart. I hate to see these pretty eyes crying and right now my heart is shattering seeing you like this." He whispered in her hairs, pecking them ensuringly.

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