Перестаньте жалеть себя, жалейте себя и жизнь превратится в бесконечный кошмар!
--Осаму Дазай
Stop pitying yourself, pity yourself and your life will become a never-ending nightmare!
--OSAMU DAZAI
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SID POV:
After what felt like ages, I was finally able to get out of my deep sleep, as I struggled to open my eyes, I felt cold breeze brushing against my skin. When I finally opened my eyes, I found myself in somewhere unfamiliar it was looking like a hospital room, a very expensive one we can say. Wait but how did I even get here I could barely remember anything before I felt my heart become heavy as last night's events came flooding in my mind. I fainted in "his" arms; that's probably how I got myself in this condition. I shifted my gaze to my left as I saw an IV drip attached to my arm, to my right was a small table with a neatly folded towel kept on it. Was it really him? I wish that all of this would just turn out to be a silly dream and I would be woken up by da- Abhishek sir calling me but once again to my bad luck I heard the doorknob turn. I moved my sight to the door and saw the person I never expected to see.
THE SUMEDH MUDGALKAR...
Worry was evident on his face either he was worried about me or worried to see me awake. There was an awkward silence between both of us before he finally decided to break it.
Sumedh: Umm... Siddharth? Sumedh said his voice unsure how to start the conversation.
Sid: where am I? My voice sounded weak and tired.
Sumedh: you are in the medical room Sid. How did all this happen Sid? I mean why were you in such a condition?
Telling him about everything was not the first thing on my list but somehow it just felt right to do so. With a deep exhale I told him everything since the day he left. By the time I finished my sob story I found tears slipping through my eyes and a burning rage in his.
Sumedh: I never expected Abhishek to act this immature.
Sid: now it's your turn.
Sumedh: Pardon?
Sid: I have recited my side of the story now your turn.
Sumedh: that does not really matter. It will not make any difference.
Sid: it will make a difference. I cannot be the only one who has suffered, and you will have someone to share your problems.
Sumedh did open his mouth to argue but closed it as quickly. Probably finding it pointless to argue. With a deep sigh, gathering courage he started.
Sumedh: After our families separated ways, I found myself all alone with no one to talk with. Dad was always busy with his work and all I could do is to roam around in the big empty house. I initially missed you guys a lot especially you Siddharth. My childhood was long taken away from me once my father started training me for the motive, he had bought me for. I was four when I left you all. My father wanted me to be the heir to his position, he wanted me to be a puppet of his strings and he succeeded in that. He wanted me to be emotionless. I tried to keep the inner child alive, but it died the day I gave up, my anger got a better hold of me and to an extent where the man who has created me, feared me. Everyone feared my anger- feared me. No surprise I turned out like this. After father died, I always had a thought to return to you. I could return to my only best friend but a part of me believed that interfering in your lives again will only make both our lives worse than ever. I knew you hated me; I knew Abhishek hated me.
Sid: I never hated you; how can I hate my only best friend, My brother...
Siddharth finished his sentence with his signature soft smile while Sumedh just stared at him. Shock evident on his face.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
BROTHER?
How can SUMEDH MUDGALKAR be SIDDHARTH'S brother?
And if he was then where was he all these years?
Who was Sumedh's father?
Lots of questions are waiting to be answered in the upcoming chapters!!
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Ookaaay I have finally updated this chapter. I had written this a long time ago, but I just felt like I needed to change my writing style since this character point of view is a lot better that the narrator's point of view or the dialogue one.
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THE SMILE THAT DISAPPEARED
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