It's the day when everything went wrong. It's the day when they both lost again someone they have loved deeply. We can't change the past, but we can manage, to make another start, this time from the heart and this is what he did.
Fawad ventured himself in helping the misfits, misconstrued and misplaced thoughts. Believing that their deepest wounds and fractures could be weld. Her intelligence and beauty deeper than what it lays upon the surface, reached out and tore everything down, his mind and heart can ever reach to. Leaving herself in his care.
And in that hand only, he lost her.
Seher was left alone in the darkness, where, no one could hear or see the tears trembling down her heart but Fawad was the one who saw the reflection of her pain and stood by her. Her eyes is not less than a sea as described by him, one needs to swim past the layers and get drown in the depth to know her.
He had no excuses for what wantomly he had wasted and was now yearning for more. He stood by the balcony, silently thinking of what he had lost. He had seen the Metal being melted like she had seen him in his vulnerable state. She had left a permanent mark on him which is the sole reason for who he is today.
Remember he once said that he doesn't need her, he didn't wanted to marry her? He tried to stand by his words, he truly did but he lost his own battle. He stood there, silently thinking of what he had lost and he even wants to admit that She is the only extraordinary thing he have ever known.
And he had lost her....
It's not that..he is the only one who has lost everything, Seher has also lost. Each night her soul died slowly as he stepped out from his vows, yet she found herself standing firmly on the ground. She's the one whose heart's broken, been mislaid, dismayed, betrayed but unafraid even when she watched him walk away with all those things she owned.
She lost a little light that was present in her soul.
Footsteps of some one walking became more audible as the person came closer. Fawad's heartbeat increased, hearing the footsteps. Droplets of sweats formed on his forehead even on the coldest of the night. A shiver ran down his spine when a loud knock on the door boomed loud enough to make the walls crack in the quietest room of a massive bunglow, where once can be heard the sound of her laughter.
He turned around, now facing the door, fighting with his ownself whether to open the door or not. What if she is standing on the opposite side of the door ready to pounce on him as to why he didn't stopped her from leaving? Why he didn't understood the hidden words in her sentence?
Wrapped in his own dilemma, didn't stopped the other person from knocking once again. Clearing his throat and mind, he walked forwards with his head held high like the lion walks out of his den. The door made a little creak sound which wasn't audible uptil now.
"Bhayyu" Maha whispered. He looked up. "Dinner's ready" She said not looking at him in his eyes. His very own sister was feeling ashamed of her brother, who once was a possessive sister. Anyone can see the hatred present in her light grey eyes.
He gulped before nodding his head and politely saying that he's not hungry. Maha didn't even waited a second also before running down the flight of stairs as if her very own brother would burn her if she stays there any longer.
He felt angry at her sister that why she didn't forced him to come down like she use to before. But deep down he knew everyone will gonna react this way. He ran his hand through his hair before closing the door, drowning in the silence.
His cell kept on buzzing until he picked up, placing it against his ear.
"Aapu" he whimpered, tears falling from his eyes.
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Spiritual#11 in What's hot list so far 20/07/2018. Thank you so much my beautiful readers. A simple middle class girl who lost both of her parents..and there's no one to stay beside her, to whom she can call her own is left alone in this crucial world. A boy...