Rakul preet singh as Samaira Nagar
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SAMAIRA'S POV
Darkness. How can you stay in a room full of darkness without any hope of light? Could you? If you could, how will it be moving around trying to find something to keep you sane or dare I say hopeful. I would say it will be madness and don't get me started on the chaos of our so called mind or heart. Everybody say that, they do not understand whom to listen their heart or their brain. I tried to understand how it is possible to listen to either of them. Do your brain and heart have different voices like one is deep and the other is soft, I just find it hilarious when people say this line " whether we should listen to our heart or brain."
Damn these guys should listen to themselves they sound pretty fucked up to me.
In my opinion, there are two kinds of thoughts not voices a person has in his minds. They are like options to choose from to arrive at a conclusion. The first option is that one which we want to do, which we call our heart's voice in general terms and the second option is that one which we think we should do that's the brain's voice. It is said that the brains voice is always the logical one but I don't believe that, because in reality the brains voice is the one which is deemed the right thing to do by others whether it makes us happy or sad nobody cares.
Why I think like this? Its because I used to be the person to always listen to the brain's voice, not the hearts so that the people around me remain happy and as a result I became the girl every parent wanted their child to be. But look where it got me, in darkness, never ending darkness which I think will swallow me alive someday and I am trying my best to avoid it so that the people who love me could be happy but I think I can't avoid it forever. It started the day when I got my scars emotionally and physically which are still fresh and hurting. If I could just go back in time and change the way things happened that day, so many things could have been avoided...
"Maira, Maira. Bloody hell! Samaira, I am talking to you." Vi shouted, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"ya, I mean sorry. What were you talking about?" He looks at me weirdly then sighs when I give him a sheepish smile.
"It's OK. Just don't space out on me again. It gets me worried. And I was telling you about the lunch we are going to have with our new neighbors, who are dad's close friend. So be ready in an hour and no whining." he tells me sternly.
"Sure, bro. And will you comb my hairs too. I just washed them and they are all tangled."
"Ok. Go wait in the backyard, I will just bring the comb." He told me while smiling.
"Cool" I went outside through the slide door to wait for him and my mind starts to wander towards the dark thoughts. When will the scars heal and the pain go away, if only physically because I am damn tired of depending on others and burdening them with my work. I don't like the way my brothers treat me like a glass vase, always conscious about my whereabouts, I know they have the best interest for me but its just not the best freaking feeling, it gets me quite irritated.
I know I will never be happy at heart because of these scars I carry, they make it impossible but I could at least try to make those people happy who love me and worry for me. I have to be strong for them and I will because it is the least I could do for them after they did so much for me.
I am brought out of my thoughts by a comb being gently pushed in my hairs to untangle them.
"Maira, I am starting to get worried about your spacing out thing because you get this hollow look in your eyes during it and I don't like it", he says worriedly.
"Vi, I am fine just got caught in my thoughts, don't worry about it. By the way where is Sam I haven't seen him since breakfast, he is usually creating a havoc in the house." I try to change the topic and thankfully Vi takes the hint.
"Maira, you forgot again or what? Aashi is coming today so he has gone to pick her up." he says hesitantly while checking my expression which is horrified probably because he starts chuckling.
"Crap Ms. Universe is coming. Why oh god why you hate me so much as to give me such a bitchy cousin." I say may I add quite dramatically. Hmmm I can be quite a actress, I pat my shoulder in my head.
"God that was hilarious." Vi says while laughing.
"Whatever. When will she return."
"uh, umm. About that actually she is going to stay with us till her graduation because uncle has started a new chain of hotels around the world so he and aunt are going to move around a lot which will disturb her studies. So you see she will be living with us for a year." he says the last sentence apologetically.
"Oh hell no, you are kidding right. One freaking year. No way, please kill me now." Let me tell you this time, there are no dramatics, these are true feelings. Oh I wish they were dramatics but no this is 'The story of my life'.
Vi is laughing at my horror. I just stick my tongue out at him, quite a mature move(sarcasm) but desperate times call for desperate moves.
"Aww is scooby dooby angry" he says and starts patting my head like a dog. I kick him on the leg. He knows how much I hate that nickname.
"Vi don't you dare say that again otherwise I will not be held responsible for the outcome."
"Did I heard scooby dooby somewhere."Sam said.
"No you did not." I replied while narrowing my eyes at Vi in warning.
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