Broken Relations

Surprise planning

Nighttime, Hotel room
Isha's pov
As I looked out of the window of our hotel room, I admired the moon and the stars that surrounded the moon. The moon seemed to be the only connection I shared with Shantanu.

Maybe right now, he also must be looking out of his window, looking at the same moon. It makes me feel that we are still close, even though we are far from each other.

The moon was stained, yet beautiful. Yet everyone admired it. The moon was a representation of Shantanu and mine relationship. It was broken, but we both still cared for each other. It had flaws, but somewhere still sparked.

My feelings for Shantanu were complicated. Today, everything was going smoothly, until that one person decided to taunt me and to just make me realize that I hold no place in the Bhosale house. It hurts. It hurts to hear such harsh words from people who you once accepted as your own family. And that's the reason why I am trying to maintain a distance between Shantanu and me.

But as soon as I was here, I started missing him. The concern, care and love he had showed in only the two days since I came here, worked as ointment on my broken heart.

As Savi played the song abhi nah jao chod kar, I got lost in the memories of me and my family.

Abhi abhi toh aayi ho
Bahar banke chaayi ho
Hawaa zara mehak to le
Nazar zara behak toh le

Yeh shaam dhal to le zara
Yeh dil sambhal to le zara
Main thodi der jee toh loon
Nashe ke ghoont pee toh loon

Abhi toh kuch kaha nahi
Abhi toh kuch suna nahi

Abhi na jao chod kar
Ke dil abhi bhara nahi

I remembered the time that I had to leave the Bhosale house. The pleading expression in both Shantanu and Ishan eyes, them begging me to stay. The hug with Shantanu. That was the last time since whole 15 years that I cried on his shoulder. That I had felt that there is someone on whom I can rely. That day he himself was hurt so badly, by the situation, by his own family members, but he still caressed my hair to comfort me. He still held himself strong, just for me and Ishan.

Our happiness was snatched away so soon. The dreams we had for our family were left broken now. As much as we would try to pick the pieces up, the time we have missed out, would never come back. Some things always remain broken...

"Ma'am, chaliye dinner karte hai. Aap nah kabse waha khadi ho, aaye please?"

I looked at Savi and went towards her. We sat on the bed with in the center a bed table with our food on it. We started eating together and while eating, Savi told me excitedly about her first school day. I listened attentively to her, while the taste of fruit salad melted in my mouth.

"Ma'am, aapko pata hai, aaj toh maine Ishan sir ka bhi lecture attend ki, I mean uska lecture tha. Ma'am, woh jab padha raha tha nah toh mujhe laga ki aap hi padha rahe hai, matlab ekdam aapke jaise hai woh. Except for the fact ki woh ek chidkiya hai." Savi said, the last line amused.

"Ch..Chidkiya?" I said, nearly choking on my food.

"Arreh...ma'am, aise kyun shock horahi ho aap. Woh chidkiya hai, jab dekho chidhta hi rehta hai."

"Accha...chidhta hi rehta hai, Mera beta? aur tu, tu Kya karti hai tu toh ekdam bholi hai nah...chota packet bada dhamaka hai tu ekdam, aur mere bete ko chidkiya bolrahi hai, ekdam cute aur handsome hai mera beta." I said, teasing Savi.

"Hmmm ma'am, beta ki side ho aap toh puri ko puri...." She chuckled, as she put a full spoon of the fruit salad in her mouth.

"Aur nahi toh kya....tu kehrahi thi nah ki woh bilkul mere jaise padhata hai, aur batao nah, woh kaise padhata hai, strict hai kya, students kya kehte hai aur..."