"Rudra Malhotra naam toh suna hoga ?"
Rudra is the epitome of charisma-outgoing, charming, and unabashedly playful. He has an infectious laugh and a quick wit that makes him the life of the party. His flirty nature often leads to playful banter and...
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You know, what is the most powerful word in the world that can make a man and break a man; hope. Hope, everyone has their own theory of hope when it comes to their life. For some it is a lighthouse in the stormy sea of life, guiding weary ships through dark waters. For some, it shines like a radiant beam, piercing through the clouds of despair, offering the promise of safe harbour. For others, it flickers like a distant star, barely visible yet forever igniting the heart with the desire to navigate toward brighter shores. In its brilliance, it can elevate a spirit to heights unknown, but in its absence, it can leave a soul adrift, haunted by the shadows of defeat.
I believe in the power of hope that gives me a second life. I believe that this woman laying on the bed will wake up and fight with me again. I believe my rooh will confess her feelings that were buried inside her for a long time. I believe that she is the most beautiful woman in the world. I believe she is the epitome of pureness. I believe the hand which I'm holding right now, will never leave me.
I'm sitting beside Ruhanika, who is lying on the hospital bed. She was sitting on the bench, drenching in the rain and curled like a ball beside the road. I regretted my decision choosing the wrong way to let out her emotions.
I was just staring at her with a lot of emotions rushing through my body. The best one was; love. I realised that I love her from every chord of my heart. I realised that I can't leave without her. I realised that she is my sunshine on my darkest day. I realised that she is the woman that my heart desires. I realised that she was my rooh; only mine.
"Rudra?" I turned around looking at Agastya and Vivaan who were standing staring at me. I let out a sob when they both hugged me tightly.
"Bhai...it was my mistake..I shouldn't have done that way" I cried , clutching their shirt and letting my fresh hot tears caressing my cheeks.
"It was not your mistake, Rudra," Vivaan said in an assured tone and rubbed my back gently.
"She was going to propose to you, Rudra." I moved away from vivaan and looked at Agastya with widened eyes.
"Before meeting you, she confessed with Shivani that she likes you but I don't know what happened in the mall that it turned out like this" Agastya spoke looking at ruhanika concernedly.
"What ?" I stood up glancing at her unconscious body. I realise that maybe she saw Ayesha giving the flower and maybe misunderstood something else.
"Agastya, but what if...I will lose her like.." I whispered looking down at the floor. I can't afford to lose Ruhanika like her. Losing Ruhanika would be like watching a star dim in the night sky-its light fading away, leaving a gaping void where warmth and brilliance once danced. I still carry the weight of that darkness from the day another luminary was snuffed out before me, an aching reminder that some losses leave the heart forever shrouded in shadow.
