f o r t y s i x. to be happy
Pranati Mishra was a happy go lucky ball of sunshine.
Reyansh Khurana was a dark thunderstorm.
So it was natural that they were meant for a disastrous ending. Their lives were fated to be entangled in a messy string of attachments and love. To bear endless amounts of pain, to cry and wail in the dark, to have nothing to hope for.
Pranati had no hopes for her life.
She did not want to live her life either.
But it was Jugnu who saved her.
18 year old Pranati held onto the last thread of hope - her daughter who held her finger with her whole hand and did not let go.
Ever since her daughter was born, Pranati hardly got time for anything else. She refused to make friends, she refused to talk to other men, she refused to have a life outside of her daughter simply because she wanted nothing from anyone.
Her daughter was the ray of sunshine she desperately needed in her life.
But Reyansh?
He had no one.
It was funny, ironic even how Pranati had nothing and still had everything, and Reyansh who had all the money in the world, was still left with nothing.
She always thought about him. She'd be lying if she said she did not think about the man who left her when she was the most vulnerable. How could she forget him? Her daughter was a constant reminder to her that she was the daughter of a man she once loved.
Every time she thought about him, she simply hated it. She hated that he was still lingering in her thoughts, she hated how she still remembered everything they did and she hated that she loved and trusted someone like Reyansh.
Never did Pranati expect Reyansh to live an equally - if not more - pathetic life as her, to want to die, to live in guilt, to live at the mercy of others. Holding onto her, clinging to her memories, writing to her, talking to her and just being a pathetic mess.
They had the same life, the same fate, the same miserable eight years where they strived to live one more day for the sake of others.
The only difference was that she lived for her daughter, and he lived for her.
She had completely forgotten about the letters Reyansh mentioned when the day came to an end, especially with Reyansh's apology running in her mind. After she packed the bags and put Jugnu to sleep, she remembered drunk Reyansh muttering something about the letters he wrote for.
"All 2,920 letters, all of them are in the store room."
She could not trace that memory, she only remembered it. Did Reyansh ever tell her that? Why could she not remember him saying this! So she put her daughter to sleep and made her way to the store room on the lower floor, asking for the key to the lock and entering the dark room with an anxious feeling.
What was she doing here? What was she looking for!
Pranati shook her head, she was really out of her mind.
When she was about to leave, one of the house helps pointed to the cartons of boxes placed on the shelf in the corner of the room. They were covered with white sheets hidden in plain sight.
"Woh sab waha hai." He said, looking at Pranati with a soft smile. "aapke naam ki chittiyan."
She watched him leave with a puzzle expression on her face but still made her way to the boxes and expected a handful of letters in it. She reached her hand to pull one of the boxes only for it to tumble and the letters pouring down on her like rain.
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