The Sisodia heirs stood unrivaled in control and possession, their world a testament to their might. To onlookers, their lives were a manifestation of perfection, with their family and surname commanding respect, prestige, and reputation.
Yet, behi...
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He looked weak and feverish, as I helped him get into bed. Sitting beside him, I held out a glass of water for him which he accepted with a nod.
"Thanks," he murmured and kept the glass back, all the while I observed him.
"You are not used to take care of yourself, isn't it?" I arranged the pillows around him, he leaned back on the support of the headboard.
"No," he answered with a shrug, making me playfully slap his arm.
"You are way too careless. You remember when we went to our college trip and there also you forgot about your allergy. I had to look after you all the time." I gave him a scolding look, reminding him.
He rolled his eyes in return. "Oye, I told you a hundred times to leave. You chose to stay back."
I argued, "Of course, I had to."
I was sure that if I would leave him alone, his condition might turn worse. This Mr. 'I-hate-medicines' needed someone to scold him everytime, standing on his head. Only then, he would do what was right.
He was stubborn, just like me. What? Where did that came from?
"I never realized before that I was this dependent on others. People around me never made me feel like I had to take care of myself." I heard him speak, his tone heavy, and I sighed, getting how must be feeling.
It was true. Being close to him for more than a decade, I had seen his brothers shielding him at every step, from every problem. They would never let any harm touch him.
"Aayansh, can I ask you something?" I asked, breaking the awkward silence which was now a common thing between us.
"What is it?" The serious face mask he's used to put was back.
"What happened back then ? Why did you isolate yourself?" I questioned again, but this time, hesitantly.
Maybe I didn't have the right to ask him this.
When we drifted apart, it was hard for me to distance myself from him but my resolve was firm.Even if I wanted to get to him after learning about that incident, I couldn't bring myself to him.
The the broken pieces didn't seem to repaired, neither the pain left, however, we found ourselves settling where we were. I suppose so.
"What about it?" He looked at me curiously, yet I could see the tension swirling in his brown orbs.
"Why did you never came to me? I know whatever happened between us was... I don't want to get there. But you could had called me once. I would have made it." Not a single word I said was a lie. It hurted me so much to see him become someone whom I couldn't recognize.
I had seen the real Aayansh—the one full of life and bundle of joy. Even if destiny separates us forever, I would always wish for him for remain the same.
