Chapter 18- Breathing You!

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Life is such a twisted pathway, that you never know what will happen in the next second of your life, hence it is always advisable to live every second, every minute and every hour. You meet thousands of people in this long journey of life which is complicated, sweet, sour, yet so enticing and piognant, but there is only one person who manages to enter your heart and soul in a way, that no one can speculate that unintentional bond created by that beating organ of our body. Now, that one person specifically becomes a part of your existence then it is not even hard to interpret that you will want to breathe every second of your life with them and for them, because they are the reason for your hearts beating and for your soul feeling that distinctive bond of love, which is above every mundane power and luxury.

Aayush had never experienced those exceptionally blissful moments in his life ever, as he got to experience in those few days of illness with his Raisha, around him. He had all the power and prestige in his life but he didn't had that one beautiful and wonderful feeling called, Love. How puzzling it was for him to say that he was enjoying this illness, because it was making him feel at the top of the world? From morning to evening, Raisha would hover around him like a moth attracted to the flames.

She would feed him with her own hands, tease him as much as possible to keep his mind out of tension. At times, when he will act stubborn she would scold him like a strict teacher until he won't give in, and at night she would sit near him holding his hand until he would fall in peaceful sleep while his best friend and sister would tease them both with anything and everything.

"Raisha," He whispered her name with a smile on his lips, as he saw her entering the room with his breakfast in her hand while he admired her face which was so serene and always full of life. Even whispering her name composed his mind. Such was her affect on his system that she didn't even need to do anything to make him love her because he was already hopelessly in love with her without his own knowledge.

"So why is this grumpy kid smiling to himself?" She teased settling down the tray on the bed, while he sat up and the minute his eyes landed on the tray, a foiled expression crossed his face, which made her grin for the reason known to her only.

"First thing, I am not a grumpy kid and secondly I am not eating this boiled breakfast. You only eat it". He retorted in a voice which clearly stated his annoyance which he was controlling for a few days now.

"I never asked you to eat it, because I know you are not going to eat it by yourself. Hence I will only feed you". She replied sitting in front of him, while he glared at her and seeing her forwarding her hand in front of his mouth, he sighed and ate it. He knew he was troubling her so much, he always did since she joined work but never did she left his side. So can't he be a little decent with her?

Once done feeding him, she started giving him his medicines while he kept on staring at her, and soon his eyes filled with tears recalling her mother who used to always take care of him, till she was alive. More than his own mother, it was Vartika who loved Aayush and same was the case with Vinay. Maybe, that was why instead of remembering his own parents in need of time, he was remembering those who weren't his blood relations but still they meant a lot to him.

"Sir, what happened? Did I do anything wrong? Are you hurt?" Raisha asked worriedly seeing him lost in his thoughts with tears in his eyes. Instead of replying her, he threw himself in his arms taking her by surprise but feeling his emotional conflict, she immediately took him in her protective embrace wanting to sooth his every hurt and pain and fill his life with her love. A love which was as pure as milk.

"I don't matter to them, isn't it so?" He asked all of a sudden pulling apart from her and she stared at his face which was filled with pain, hurt, and an anger which was not clear to her.

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