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CHAHAT MEHRA is a 25-year-old woman living in the fast-paced city of Delhi. She seems strong and independent, building a...
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Aakarsh's POV:
"Arsh!" She called, we were sitting on the couch, her head was resting on my shoulder while, holding my arm tightly.
"Hanji! (yes!)" I said while, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her close to my chest.
"I am sorry!" She said. "For what?" I asked while, playing with her hair.
"I ran, you ran, I annoyed you. Haina? (Right?)" She asked while, her eyes were down but, I her voice was clearly telling that she is going to cry.
I brought my other hand, close to her face. I gently lifted her face. "Look here! I am not annoyed, I can never be annoyed by you." I said, assuring her that, I am not irritated or annoyed by her.
I don't know what made her think like that? If it's about Simran then, I need to tell her that, I wasn't standing there by my own choice, she herself came to me. Yes, it's true that, I could move from there but, I had no choice. There were other people too including her father. I know she does wierd things but at the end she is also a girl, I couldn't insult her in front of so many people so, I smiled at her as a formality in front of those guests.
"But, I am jealous, no! I am hurt, no! I am scared, no! I am worried. See, I don't even know what to feel and you say, I am not annoying." She chuckled bitterly.
"Why do you bear all this Haan? Why...why don't you leave me like other people did? Why do you bear a nonsense like me?..." I placed my index finger on her lips before, she could say any further.
"Don't call yourself nonsense, you are not a nonsense." I said in a stern tone.
"Then? What am I?" She asked with an innocent face and tears in her eyes.
"You are the sense to all my words, you are the reason that, I am not just spending but living every moment of my life. If, I am the water then you are the flow. if, I am the fire then, you are the heat. If, I am the road then, you are the destination. If, I am the wind then, you are my direction. If, I am the cloud then, you are the rain. If, I am the sun then, you are the light. I, me, my existence, everything depends upon you. All of this is just meaningless without you...I am nothing without you Chahat, trust me." I said while wiping off her tears, she kept looking at me.
