The Unfinished Poetry √

Part Forty Three

The first thing Shivangi did was let out a shriek.

Adway Mathur stormed in.

" Close the door, mom! "
He whispered.

Shivangi wouldn't move. All she could do was to stare horrified at the little human wrapped within the arms of her son.

" Who's she? " , her voice trembled.

" Your short lasting responsibility. "

Adway closed the door with his feet. And put the baby in Shivangi's hands, who spontaneously took her up. A warmth traversed through her body.

" Till the time I return her to her rightful owner, take care of her mom. "

Without even let her speak, Adway almost ran towards his room.

Shivangi kept staring at her son, who had apparently returned from Paris after two years, without luggage, with a baby in his arms.

She then looked at her lap.

A new born aura. That's what the baby reflected.

***

Adway lay flat on the bed.

He didn't at all know if people were looking for him now, and even if they were, he didn't care at all.

He felt much relieved. Pretty much!

Adway slapped his face time and again.
What had he been doing time and again for the last two years??

Avanthika Mohan was a venomous snake in herself. But was he less??
He pitied her time and again.
Because he knew the truth. Amarendra had told him when he met him for the last time.

But Avanthika didn't want to know even. She just wanted to keep the flame inside her burning.

And he?? Did he forcefully tell her the truth he had known?

No. He didn't. For the last two years, despite knowing the truth behind Mahendra Baahubali's death, he had not let Avanthika know, neither convince her, that Devasena didn't murder her husband.
But why? What vengeance was he taking out that way??

Adway got up. And lit a cigarette.
All he could bring along was his wallet, and a packet full of nicotine.

Adway Mathur didn't hate Amarendra. Not at all. Neither did his past affect his present in a way it did Avanthika's.

But then, there was something else.

Adway remembered the night he had broken up with Lucia. Not that Lucia suited him even. He knew not what actually he was looking for. Or did he??

Maharani Devasena was not Bhallaldeva's love interest. Because Bhallaldeva was devoid of emotions. And yet, Devasena had perhaps been the only woman who had ruled over him till his last breath.

The night he broke up with Lucia, was the night he saw Devasena Sehgal at a function photos of dad's college.
Not only did it storm him down, she blew him off.

But it wasn't love. It wasn't lust. Nor was it the past.

An emptiness, that's all.....