TERI DEEWAANI

Revealing The Truth-2

The Flashback Continues.....

Prachi :

I removed my Dupatta from one hand to show the big knife scar on my cleavage to him.

He was stupified to see this, his breath hitched, his eyes stoned,his throat dried, like someone has took the soul out of his body.

"Who did this?" His voice dangerously calm, his eyes filled with pain and rage, and his hands fisted, showing utmost hatred to the person who was very much unknown to him.

"My Ex-fiancé." I whispered, releasing the trail of tears I was holding till now.

His eyes shoot up, clearly not believing what he just heard.

"You were asking me the reason, for this brave and proud decision of mine, today I will explain you the reason very clearly." I said weeping.

"Prachi...." He whispered, trying to console me, but I knew at this moment if someone needs consolation then it was him.

"He was a monster, he crushed my self-respect, my feelings, my love for him under his shoe heel, I can't get myself to believe in love ever again in my life." I revealed.

"Please don't say this, Don't you trust me at all?" Kushaal took a step towards me and cupped my face in his palms, wiping the tears with his thumb.

His eyes looking straight into my soul through my eyes. They were so deep and passionate, I wanted to get drowned in them, but at the same time I fear getting left alone, again.

" Main Bikhri huyi hun Kushaal, tooti huyi hun, ghaayal hun, apne ateet ke zakhmo se, Mera Dil kisi ke pyaar ke layak nahin hai."

( I am shattered Kushaal, I am broken, traumatized by the wounds of my past. My heart is not worthy of anyone's love.)

I said, shedding more tears from my already red and swollen eyes.

" Aur agar main uss toote huye zakhmi dil par apne pyaar ka marham lagaa kar, apni pasand se sajaa kar, usse hamesha ke liye apna banaa loon, Toh kyaa kahogi?"

( And what if I apply the balm of My love on that Broken, wounded heart, adorn it as per my choice and make it mine forever, what would you say?)

He said in a gentle, velvet voice, soothing my wounded soul through my ears, care and affection reflecting in his beautiful eyes.

" Shayad tumhe yaad nahin, Main Dil ka Doctor hun Prachi, Aisa koi Dil nahin hai iss duniyaa main, jisse main phir se zindaa naa kar sakoon...!!"

( May be you don't remember, I am a doctor of Heart Prachi, there's no heart in this world that I can't revive.)

"Main tumhara guzra hua kal toh nahin badal sakta, lekin tumhare aane wale kal ko khubsoorat, buhut khubsoorat bananaa chahtaa hoon, mujhe tumhe pyaar karne ka sirf ek maukaa dedo bas."

( I can't change your past, but I want to make your future beautiful, very beautiful, just give me one chance to love you.)

I was amazed, at my luck, that how an angel Descended from the sky could fall in love with me and then could express his love for me, that too in such a simple, yet such a special way.

I just kept looking at him with my silent lips and wet eyelids, as if God has written a lake of sweet water on the name of my thirsty heart.

He caressed my dry lips with his thumb and brought them back to life.
He touched his forehead with mine.

I closed my eyes, and felt a moist imprint of his lips on my forehead.
But our moment of closeness was short-lived.

" Diiiii......"