Rewrite of my first book, the drizzling fire.
They have seperated their ways. Some things remained seen yet some remained hidden away in the time.
The water has no beginning nor the end, just like the anger which set his veins aflame.
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T H E S I L E N T W A T E R S
T H E H I D D E N T R U T H
A thousand miles and poles apart Where worlds collide and days are dark
Shivaay's hands hovered over the paper with uncertainty. His hands were shaking. He absolutely hated when it happened not unless he was completely calm and in the right state of mind, his hands refused to co-operate with him. He kept the pen down and let himself relax for a while.
"Sir, it's time for your medicines, should I bring lunch for you?" Khanna asked when he saw Shivaay leaning back on the chair exhaustion coloring his features.
Shivaay smiled at him gratefully nodding his head in yes. He looked at his watch. He was almost done with the day, the only thing that was left was the meeting with the event manager. He highly doubted that it was necessary but it's better if they sign after discussing in person.
Sighing he ran a hand through his hair, feeling the tremors subsiding. Closing his eyes he waited for Khanna.
When Aditya entered the cabin, he saw Shivaay leaning on the chair with his eyes closed seemingly dozed off. He quietly walked upto his desk and was about to take the red file when he was interrupted.
"Aditya sir?" Khanna asked in question. This caused Shivaay to open his eyes and turn to look at Aditya. A frown settled on his features.
"I needed the file——for Delhi's project." Aditya spoke hesitantly. Shivaay simply passed him the blue file and placed the file that he had originally intended to take on the other side of the table far away from his reach. Aditya gritted his teeth mumbling out a forced thank you before he exited his chamber. He cast a hard look at the bodyguard who was keeping his eyes straight at Shivaay.
Khanna turned back to stare at the man's back. He didn't have great feeling about the man. His eyes turned to Shivaay who was quietly eating whatever he had brought, his eyes fixated on his plate while he ate in silence. He was wondering if he should tell Shivaay about his suspicions.
Absent-mindedly, Shivaay gestured for the water. His hands formed the words not realising that it was Khanna with him. But to his surprise his instructions were followed.
Khanna smiled sheepishly, "I have been learning sign language——since the past two weeks." He spoke rubbing the back of his neck. Shivaay's eyes widened, he couldn't hold back the overwhelming feeling that too over him. What had he done in his life to deserve such people? The loyalty, the trust. The care.
Khanna didn't need to hear a thing, the look in Shivaay's eyes had said enough.
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Annika was clutching the ends of her dupatta tightly. She looked at the building that towered over the others, quite intimidatingly she might add.
Apprehensively she took a step inside the building only to be stopped by the guards, who were asking for the purpose of her visit. She showed them the email and she was let in.
