They didn't know each other's feeling towards them.
They both were family friends.
Finally they confessed and thought everything would be ok
He received a letter stating her death.
20 years later he finds her again.
What was the reason her memor...
As we drove towards the Oberoi palace, I couldn't shake off my memories related to the place.
*Flashback*
I was 4 years old, my brother five years older than me. We both were playing in the garden as it was a day off our school. Bhai rushes towards me, with an imaginary soft gun, as we played chor- police. Prisha, 2 months old, was sleeping peacefully in my mom's lap. Bhabhi, who were are neighbor, was just 1 year younger to my brother. Ekagra's parents were my parent's best friends. Because of our royal bloodline they only had a few friends, others were just to found of our wealth.
I still remember our Sunday meeting. How Raj uncle and Meera aunty (Ekagra's parents) used to pamper me. The late night talks, our picnics, our father daughter race, in which mostly Raj uncle was with me and dad used to be with Prisha, until Aanvi came, even after her arrival they loved me more than her.
Everything was perfect, until, their new deal both of our parents flew to Europe, and that was the last time I saw them. We all, with Ekagra's family, shifted with our maternal grandparents. And I was sent to a boarding school where they taught us how to be a queen or king with regular studies. Soon our grandparents left us. In our teen age. Rishika aunty and Akshat uncle (Bhabhi's parents) took care of us. And I completed my course in the boarding school
When Bhai and Bhabhi turned 20 they got married and took care of us.
*Flashback ends*
As all this memories cross across my mind, a single tear left my eyes. I couldn't help. My sobs denied to stop, the same suffocating feeling, the same restlessness. The same feeling of not be able to breathe, took over me "Stop the car!" I demanded. Ekagra stopped the car, we were in a middle of the forest, as our palace is on the outskirts of Udaipur.
I got off the car, and everyone present in it too. Bhai's car was just behind us, seeing my state it might have stopped too.
I rushed towards a tree trying to catch my breath. Prisha, quickly got off and rubbed my back, trying to calm me down.
I couldn't breathe. I was choking. Sweat formed on my forehead.
I could not breathe.
This panic attack often came to me when...
Just then I felt someone arms around my waist, I turned to find Ekagra close to me. He rested my head on his chest and all of a sudden I felt at ease. My racing mind seemed to calm down. I could feel my temperature adjusting. My feet once trembling were now returning to normal. Through my sobs I heard his calm yet firm voice "shh..... Try to breathe, Aritri." He calmed me. His touch was having a medicinal effect on me. There was a different kind of warmth in his touch, in which I wanted to get lost. We stood there, in that position, I gradually calmed down in his arms. And didn't realize when slumber took the best of me
EKAGRA'S POV
As we drove towards the palace, Aritri who was sitting beside me, seemed to be lost in her thoughts.
Out of a sudden, she screamed "Stop the car!" without wasting a second I adhere to her command. As the car stopped, she got down and I could see she can't breathe. Prisha quickly rubbed her back, trying to help her breathe. Bhabhi also stopped, she tried to calm her down but nothing seemed to be have effect on her. I could not see her in so much pain, I had to do something.
Without thinking of anyone, anything I walked to her and engulfed her in a hug. There was a raw possessiveness which was something new in me. I caressed her hair, rubbed her back and held her close. In that moment everything around us seemed to be fading. I whispered near her ears "Shh...Try breathe Aritri." I could burn down anything for her right now. If there was a person behind her situation, without any doubt he/she will be dead. Gradually she calmed down, and in no moment she slept in my arms.
I lifted her up, passed the keys to Abhi, signaling him to drive. I settled in the car with her in my arms. She hid her face in my chest, I caressed her hair, her scent filling my lungs.
I felt a strange feeling towards her, a strange possessiveness, and a care that took over my as soon as my mind drifted off to her, even in my unconscious state the only thing I could feel was her.
Soon we reached the palace its wide courtyard, the pools, the structure. I knew it wasn't going to be easy for her.
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(OBEROI'S PALACE)
I lifted her gently and walked towards her room. The palace was in the same state as we had left it long ago. Bhai used to take care of it.
As we entered her room, I lay her on the bed, tugged her in and got up, allowing everyone to sit beside her hold her.
ARITRI'S POV
It was 5:00 in the evening when I woke up. The familiar room, holding my mother's scent, my childhood which was happy. I climbed down the bed, slid into my slipper. The heavy suit was adding more discomfort to the situation, so I decided to slip into my light Anarkali suit with white base and yellow flower prints, I tied my hair in a messy bun, added jhumkas which was compulsory as I was back in my region going to be a queen.
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(ARITRI'S LOOK)
As I reached downstairs I felt a pain in my chest the familiar corridors, the doors, the walls, the paintings. Soon I reached the living room where everyone was sitting. They got up seeing me, but I was not in a mood to talk to anyone. Bhabhi came to me but I placed my hand saying "not now Bhabhi." I really felt bad but I was not in the mood, if I talked to anyone right now I will not be able to control my tears.
My eyes fell on Ekagra, I remembered the incident, I felt a gratitude but decided to not to express right now. And went to the garden. The massive garden which held 1000 of memory. I sat there on a bench, each and every memory of my childhood, the good, the bad, the time we were happy, flashed in front of my eye the comforting voice of my father, Raj uncle. The comforting lap of mumma, Meera ma. Everything felt overwhelmed.
Rest of them had each other, nani sa, nanu sa. But I was completely alone. I only had two of my best friend. Who were my whole world.
With those thoughts I sat there for a moment. I felt tears in my eyes, I blinked them back not wanting to cry. I walked inside, I saw everyone talking of the time they spend with our nanu Sa and nani Sa.
"Remember Manu, how nanu used to take us to the park, buy balloon, pastries and everything?" Prisha asked Manasvi, she seemed excited, and on top of all happy. Happy.
I sat among them, they all asked how I was, to which I replied curtly. Soon Prisha turned to me asking "what was your best memory snowflake?"
