Her relationship with Randhir was like a rose-beautiful at first, but once she got too close, the sharpest thorns cut her too hard, and she bled. Sanyukta is left with a choice: to still admire the beauty of the rose by accepting its ugly side.
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Randhir's dress
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Sanyukta's dress
Constant appeal of Aahan made Randhir throw a small party for Sanyukta.Aahan himself went to Sanyukta to invite her and finally Sanyukta was at Shikhawat's mansion.
Sanyukta was dressed up in a green color one piece which covers her knees and little below it.She had kept it simple and now-a-days being simple means unique which simply makes you the centre of attention and her astonishing beauty was enough to kill a man
On the other hand the handsome Randhir was dressed formally but yet enough to make a girl fall for him
Randhir was sitting on a couch along with his employees with a glass of soft drink in his hand.Just when Sanyukta passed by him.His eyes stopped at Sanyukta's mesmerising looks and his heart skipped a beat when her fragrance soothed him
"Randhir...Dude are you listening"A guy called out when he opened his eyes and regained his consciousness back
"YEAH !!"Randhir exclaimed
"Amazing man a soft drink for you can work worst than alcohol"The guy made a sarcastic command
"It's not like Aryan I was lost in something"Randhir replied talking another sip
Aryan laughed "But Sanaya is no where so where were you lost?"Aryan questioned,rolling his lips.
Randhir didn't answer to his stupid remark instead he walked towards his child and bending on his knees , certainly he engulfed him in a hug
Sanaya who was standing behind him smiled as always to this act "You are so lucky Sanaya to get my best friend as your husband"Aryan commented and she shook his head in a affirmation.
"Where is Sanyukta Aunty"Aahan asked for Sanyukta which made Randhir to break the hug but before he could speak a voice answered
"Here I am dear"Sanyukta said with a curve of smile plastered on her face
Aryan was about to ran towards Sanyukta but Sanaya stopped him "Sanyukta,please enjoy the party he wont bother you again"Sanaya said
"WHAT A BEAUTY"Aryan whispered to himself looking at Sanyukta which was quite audible to Randhir's ear
Sanyukta came near Aahan and ruffled his hairs alittle then bending to his height,she said "Aahan you're looking cute"
Aahan blushed which sounds insane but yes he blushed to her praise. "You too Ma'am"he replied
"ma'am?? Are you his teacher"Aryan questioned confusedly
"No ! She is not but she don't look like aunty"Aahan replied furiously
His instantaneous reply made them laugh and Aryan laughed a little more because of Sanyukta's presence around him.
"Aryan"he introduced himself to Sanyukta and Sanyukta replied the same which ended the introduction formally.
Sanyukta and Aahan along with Sanaya were having dinner with a few gossips and here Aryan and Randhir were doing the same but with less interest and sad expression on their face
"She is pretty"Aryan said glancing at Sanyukta
"For you every girl is pretty"Randhir replied out of jealousy
"You know Randhir I have met tons of girl in my life but none of them holds this charm."he replied with his eyes stuck on Sanyukta
"What's different about her"Randhir asked,himself knowing the answer very well
"Behind her perfect Kohl and mascara lies a eyes which had seen the worst storm"Aryan replied with concern and pain in his eyes too
Randhir hesitated but still continued "How can you be sure"he questioned
"You won't understand"Aryan replied getting up from his place
"Why?"Randhir questioned back
"Because the thing I had seen have no language.When I don't have the medium to communicate how will you understand?"he answered and walked away
Randhir sat their with his head between his hands and fear in his eyes ,all alone.Aryan didn't explain but does Randhir really requires an answer to understand his words ? Isn't he himself the language of Sanyukta's every emotion !
The questioned roamed in Randhir's brain and finally when hassled he got up and walked in Aryan's direction.Aryan has gone to the parking area to take his car where he met Sanyukta
"Shall I drop you?"Aryan asked politely to Sanyukta
Sanyukta's car wasn't working and she was trying her best to find out the fault. "No, thanks I'll take a cab"Sanyukta replied
"Its not safe to travel alone at night"he replied
Alone -because she is a girl she can't travel alone this Indian mentality never pleased her but after remembering his dad's old words "India is a democratic nation where girls can choose their career but it's better to not travel alone at night !"Irony,isn't it?
"Fine!"Sanyukta replied and sat in his car
All this was witnessed by Randhir and felt a sudden gush of blood through his heart.For the first time he have felt what Sanyukta was feeling since five years.
Now he understood that the language of love costs more than JAVA (a programming language)
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