○ "Tragedies are never beautiful like the poets describe them in their sonnets, in real life when a tragedy is struck you are always shattered, always."○All the optimistic thoughts I had were down the drain. I thought we could get through this difficult time if we all were together but how wrong was I. I was shattered to my core when I heard the conversation between my brothers.
"It's better to send Aadya with Avi Mama to Mumbai , it's been one day and everyone is talking about her "
" Yes I think you are right we don't want any more attention towards her."
" Do you think she will be happy? With Maa gone she might need all of us."
" Avi Mama will be there moreover her safety comes first."
" It it means keeping her safe then I have no problem. "
They are doing it again , abandoning me , keeping me away from the one thing that I needed right now more than ever , their company and support.
I don't even have tears left in me to cry so I numbly make my way towards my room. No it's not even my room , I'm just a guest in this house. I sit by the large window overlooking a pond if I was in a more good mindset I would be so excited to visit it. But life doesn't always go the way you want it to is what I have learned these past days.
It takes everything in me to not scream my heart out but I put on a strong facade when Jai knocked on my door before entering.
" His highness is asking for you princess" He said with a solemn face. I didn't question him which highness was that one. Instead focused on my breathing and kept a cool demeanor while nodding. I couldn't trust myself to speak.
Jai seemed to be a smart man , he figured out quite quickly what was happening with me or maybe he was in cahoots with my brothers.
With clear sympathy on his face he did something that I thought was incapable for him , striking a conversation.
" You are very strong princess, more like a crowned queen."
" I didn't want to be strong , I didn't ask to be, I just wanted to be with my family together."
Jai kept his hand on the small of by back and said with a comforting smile , " Yet you are that means you are gifted with it , We don't ask for blessings and you have your family."
" They are sending me away" I couldn't help but let out a cry.
" If they had a choice trust me they wouldn't and please don't cry , I grew up with boys who hit each other when they didn't know how to handle emotions. I thought that was tough but I just can't with these tears , do you want to hit me? Make you feel better?"
I snorted a very un-princess like laugh. This big tough man trying to placate me was funny and the only thing that he could do to make me feel better was suggesting me using fists. He's a literal pookie. I have decided Jai is my best friend.
" You are my favourite here Jai." I told him and he really was , he made me feel home without even talking to me when all the other men in my life were drowned in grief not that I blame them.
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Nayab
General Fiction"Not circumstances but rather how we deal with them leads and shapes us into what we are" But who gets to decide what's right what's wrong? Our loved one's get involved too in some circumstances whether they are good or bad After all life's a web...