Nishant Naik, billionaire MD of Naik Builders gets engaged but without love. Disillusioned, he gives up when a chance encounter leaves him intrigued and confused. For him, loving someone is giving your soul to her. Will he ever find someone to love...
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Sid was beside Nishant in a flash. Picking him up a little, he checked his pulse and gave a sigh of relief. Although, his friend was breathing but he was completely immobile.
"Bhabhi, we need to get him in the car."
Roshni nodded and quickly summoned some hotel bellboys to help him. As they laid Nishant in the back seat, Sid sat down next to him and pulled his head on his lap. Calling out to him, he shook him hard but nothing happened.
"Sit with him. I'll drive," Roshni said sliding in the driver's seat.
Nodding, Sid looked down at the motionless body. Somehow, he knew something terrible had happened. Nishant had seemed all well a couple of days ago when he had met him at the hospital.
Then what could have happened?
The moment they stopped at the traffic light, Sid pulled out his phone and dialled Dhruv's number.
Dhruv and Siraj stepped out of the car and looked at the sea of cars in front of them. They were stuck in a jam at Chirag Delhi. They had lost track of Nishant's car way long back.
Siraj walked a little ahead and craned his neck to check the length of the jam and sighed.
Dhruv paced frantically not knowing what to do. His heart was thudding so hard that he almost jumped the moment he heard his phone ring.
Sid!
"Sid, I'll call you back," he said with urgency.
"Listen, I got Nishant with me here. We are taking him home. Come to Rajput Mansion. And, Dhruv, he is unconscious," Sid said in one breath and hung up.
A cold chilling feeling of dread settled around his heart just as he heard Sid. Nishant is unconscious?
Shit!
By the time Sid and Roshni reached Rajput Mansion, Prashant Srivastava was already waiting for them. Rudy and Siddha Singh Rajput helped Sid to move Nishant to the guest room.
As Prashant attended to him, Sid quickly ran to his room and got some clothes for Nishant.
"Good that you informed me earlier. Otherwise, it would be quite critical if we had to wait," he said after an hour looking at Sid, who sat down next to Nishant.
Checking his pulse, Prashant stood up from the bed and said, "He should be okay now. But those wounds need attention every now and then."
Just then, they heard Dhruv and Siraj's voice from outside. They rushed into the room panting hard.
Dhruv sighed with relief and slumped against the chair the moment he was told that Nishant was okay. Closing his eyes, he tried to control his heartbeat, which had been erratic since he had received Sid's call.
"Let him rest," Prashant said gesturing towards the door. He closed the door behind him as they all came out of the room.
"What happened?" Siddha asked looking at them with concern.
Clearing his voice, Dhruv slowly told them everything.
"I just don't know how to make him understand that it's not his fault."
"Don't say anything to him right now. No matter what you say, it's not going to make any difference to him," said Siddha understanding Nishant's mental state well enough.
Nishant felt her around him and he tried his best to grab onto that feeling till he could. But suddenly everything obscured and he felt her slipping away from him. Slowly, his senses went numb and all he could feel around him was emptiness.
No, she can't leave him. Not now, not ever.
He won't let her.
"APARNA!" he shouted waking up from his drugged slumber.
As his vision cleared, he saw Prashant standing next to him and everybody else rushing inside the room. Clutching the bedpost, he tried getting up from the bed but slumped back and grimaced as the pain on his left back and abdomen intensified. Dhruv, Sid, and Siraj rushed to help him but he raised his hand stopping them midway.
Siddha looked at him and sighed. It was as if he was seeing himself again when he had lost Roshni. Gesturing the others not to help Nishant, he backed away from his path.
Ignoring the pain completely, Nishant doggedly dragged himself up from the bed and started walking towards the door, when he felt Sid's hand on his shoulder.
"Stop, Nishant. You need rest. Stay here, please."
Nishant just shook his head and was about to step out of the door when he felt Dhruv grab his arm hard.
"I am not letting you go. Siraj, get the car, we are taking him home."
All of a sudden, something violent erupted inside Nishant. He tried hard to control the rising fury in him but somehow his brain did not listen. As it took hold of his senses, he pushed Dhruv away from himself with such excruciating force that his head rammed against the wall hard.
For a moment they were all so stunned that none of them moved to help Dhruv on his feet. Then as Sid helped him to get up, Dhruv looked at Nishant who was slowly walking away from them.
"Sid, please stop him. You know how he is. Please."
Sid looked at him and then at Nishant and nodded but somehow did not find the strength to stop him. In all these years of being his friend, he had never seen him this angry.
Siddha looked at them and sighed. For a second he thought of letting Nishant go. The best thing would be to leave him alone right now. But not in this condition: he needs to be taken home. Striding briskly towards him, he stopped him.
Nishant was about to again react violently but stopped when he saw Siddha.
"I know it's painful. And, believe me, it's going to pain more than this. It will not pass all at once."
Nishant looked at him strangely and Siddha knew instantly he had hit home. He dragged him towards the chair and sat him down. Then he picked up an hourglass from the side table and brought it in front of Nishant, and turned it.
The grains of sand started to pass through the opening in the middle slowly and gradually.
"The pain inside you is just like these grains of sand. They will not pass through all at once. They will pass through in long, painful moments and you will have to watch helplessly till the last grain falls. Sometimes, it will become so unbearable that will make you question your own existence. And, sometimes you will feel nothing. But, believe me, it will never go. Give it some time. Everything will be okay."
"Yes, Nishant. She loves you and she will come back," Roshni said squeezing Nishant's hand encouragingly.
"She doesn't."
"She does. We always hurt those who are closest to us. She loves you and that's the reason she left you."
Nishant closed his eyes and slowly the words filtered through. But the pain inside him intensified with every word and as his soul cried out with agony, anguished sobs racked his body.
