His Guardian Angel

Toxicity

Its almost 1 at after noon... Ishan is sleeping peacefully in his room.. Tabhi vaha Shubhman aata ha.. And vo dekhtta ha ki Ishan aaram se so raha ha.. Toh vo usse bina disturb kia sidha bathroom me fresh honne chala jaata ha.

He take a bath.. Aur jab vo fresh hokar bathroom se bhar aata ha tab vo dekhtta ha ki Ishan bhi aab uth chukka ha...

Aab Shubhman sidha Ishan ke paas aata ha.. And ask him..

Shubhman - aab kesa laag raha ha..

Ishan - i am fine now... Don't worry.. (said this with genuine smile)

Vese kesi rahi thumari party kal..

Shubhman - it was fun...

Tabhi shubhman dekhtta ha ki bed ke side table par ek bouquet rakha hua ha...

Shubhman - ye kon lekkar aaya.. (ask curiosely)

Now Ishan looked at that bouquet aur usse dekhte hi ek pyari si shy smile aa jaati ha Ishan ke face par..

Shubhman noticed that shy smile on Ishan's face and he didn't like the way Ishan is blushing looking at that bouquet because uske according sirf uski hi baato par Ishan shy feel kar saktta ha or kisi ko haq nhi ha Ishan ko aese feel karane ka..

So he again ask the same question  but this time with little frustration

Shubhman - mene pucha.. kon lekar aaya inhe.. ??

Ishan - My friend gave this to me.. Kitnne beautiful flowers ha na. (said honestly)

Shubhman - vahi dost jisnne ussdin chocolate brownie bheji thi.. (with sharp voice)

Ishan - ha.. Unhone hi bheja ha.. (said sweetly)

Aacha tum Aaram karo tabtak me bhi aata hu fresh hokar.. Uske baad sath me lunch ke lia niche chalenge

Aab Ishan bed se uthtta ha aur bathroom chala jaata ha...

Or jab Ishan bathroom se fresh hokkar bhar aata ha toh vo dekhtta ha ki vo bouquet nhi ha side table par...

Ishan - (looking at Shubhman who is busy in scrolling his phone)  - yaha bouquet rakha tha.. Kaha gaya

Shubhman - aacha vo.. I throw that in dustbin.. (said this in casual tone)

Ishan is shocked... And most importantly he is hurt.. Very hurt.. Ki shubhman aese kese kar saktta ha uske sath...

Ishan (with teary eyes) - what..

Shubhman - (now look at Ishan) - i don't like them so i throw them away..

Ishan is now sobbing aur rotte rotte  aab vo sidha dustbin ke paas jaata ha aur vaha se vo bouquet nikalne laag jaata ha..

Now Shubhman getup from the bed aur aab Ishan ke paas aata ha and try to stop him.. By grabbing his hand

Shubhman - what the hell are you doing... Chodo usse vahi.. Garbage ko garbage vali jange hi hona chaiye..

Ishan - (with teary eyes) - chodo mera hath.. Tum aesa kar bhi kese saktte ho... You know i like that bouquet..it was given by someone special and you still throw that in dustbin.. How can you do that Shubhman..

Now tighten his hold on Ishan's wrist.. And make him stand on the ground forcefully in front of him face to face ...

Shubhman - aakhir vo ha kon jo aajakal thume itne gifts bhej raha ha.. Tell me.. ( almost shouting )

Ishan - i will not tell you.. It is my life.. Aur meri life me mujhe kon kya gift detta ha ya letta ha, that is all my problem.. Haar baat me thume involve hone ki zarurat nhi ha..