"she taught me how to live. And that's when I realised I knew how to survive but I didn't know how to live.. untill she became a part of my life.. incase My life itself " -Devansh Rajvansh
Devansh Rajvansh, A man of one word, the eldest son of the...
"Reyaansh kaha gaya? Yeh gayab kyu ho jata hai beech beech me?" Kartik grumbled. He was right Reyaansh does disappears time to time. He was my groom's men still he wass wandering around. This is one problem that among all of my brothers, sisters, cousins he's the who isn't afraid of anyone. Even if he is the youngest he acts like he is not. I guess he took after me and my dad, this runs in genes, our cold attitude and arrogancy.
(where is Reyaansh? Why does he get lost in midst of something?)
"I don't know" I grumbled.
"Call karu?"
"itni der se kyu nhi ki? Kar." I grumbled again. Kartik dialed his number and put the phone in speaker.
"The number you are calling is currently busy. Please call again later"
Who the hell is he talking to in the middle of his brother's wedding? Does he not know that he have duties?
I was very mad at him for this recklessness. "ane de use bass" I said in a low cold voice. I saw the tensed look in Kartik's eyes. He stayed silent and sat beside me.
"Namste damad ji" said a woman who was walking towards my throne. I stood up and joined my hands together politely.
"namaste?" I waited for her to introduce herself.
"Main Bua, Smita Bua, Shreya ki badi bua." She said while smiling annoyingly. I could sense her Intentions and yeahh there it comes.
"Toh beta aap ke ghar me kon kon hai?"
(Who, who is in your house?)
"main, mera chota bhai, maa, papa, Dadi, mere chachu, chahl and their daughter." I sald in my usual cold tone.
(Me, my younger brother, mother, father, grandma, uncle, aunt and their daughter)
"ohhh... Or ye kon?" she pointed towards the right side and I saw Reyaansh approaching me while checking his watch. He came and stood beside me. I glared at him coldly. "Yeh mera bhai, Reyaansh"
(This is my brother, Reyaansh)
Reyaansh looked at her with cold eyes and murmured a small "Namaste" Smita bua looked at him amused by how much we look alike. Her lips parted a bit. "what's your age beta?"
I didn't understand why she was asking for his age but he did replied, if he didn't it would be Impolite.
"28 years" he said as Smita aunty chuckled mischievously. Then she looked around here and there before snorting a bit.
"I will go check on other guests then.." she patted Reyaansh's shoulder and gave him a weird look. As she left Reyaansh made an annoyed face and cringed. I turned towards him, "Kaha tha tu?" I spoke coldly, wanting an explanation.
(Where were you?)
"Got an important call."
"You keep disappearing Reyaansh, don't make excuses! Who were you talking to that they were that important than your duties" I scolded.
"there are many things that are more important that duties. Atleast to ME. you won't understand" he said in a low voice looking around, avoiding eye contact.
"What-"
"Devansh beta chalo, tumko pandit ji bula rehe hai" Papa cut me off. Those words made my heart thump loudly inside my rib cage. All along I wasn't nervous at all, but hearing this, the realisation hit me like t on of bricks.
(Devansh beta let's go, the preist is calling you)
I was actually getting married. I knew I have to but now on the time have come I am shaking inside. Marriage, reception, responsibilities rituals, hier.. this all was on me. I was the one who would have to manage all these.
Suddenly I remember it Reyaansh's words, "there are many things that are more important than duties, at least to me.. you won't understand"
I really could not understand. What can be more important than duties, fame and respect?What can be so important that you forget your duty- love? Is it love?
Yes, love did me a fool. It made me quick and dumb. Love is nothing but an illusion.Fake dreams, fake hopes, fake future delusions, all just ruins you.
Is love really worthy of neglecting your duties? Can love with that important that you forget your duty? Can it be anything is there a betrayal? Is love even.. real?
I love and suffered. And that's when I knew love was just a face that is there to teach you a lesson or make you suffer till you cannot breathe. Till all the hopes inside you turns into stack of ashes.. till you find yourself miserable and dead..
Love is something I craved, I did, for which I suffered, suffering and will forever. And it is something I wouldn't trust ever again..
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
