The grey canvas

📌Chapter 29- Missing peace(s)

Nitara:

-"You'll be a good girl right?" Dev asked, caressing my hairs.

No. Never... I don't wanna be a 'good girl'!!!
I frowned inside. Outside, I pasted a plastic smile on my lips and replied in a small 'hmm'.

-"Great. So I am going now....will be back soon. Watch my words till then, don't move from the bed!" Sweetly, he warned.

You wish.
"I will better sleep."

My answer had given him a little relief and it was quite evident on his face before he left the room. I wish I could make this relief true, instead of being illusionery, but I had my own bizzare ideas hovering in my mind that needed to be accomplished soon.

The first and foremost important idea was the one of visiting my room.......just becoz Dev had asked not to!

The room I claimed as mine since the day I entered this house, actually belonged to Dev. It was the biggest and brightest room in the entire house, which Dev had happily chosen to sacrifise for my sake. Not that I wasn't guilty for disowning him from his own room, but at the same time I was so crazily selfish about the room that I couldn't ask him to take his favour back.

I had my own reasons for holding back to this room. It was just not about the vast space, but the huge glass windows that mattered the most. Those windows gave an acute display of a beautiful sunrise every morning, a sight worth trading over for millions. Only I knew how each sunrise marked a fresh begining to each of my new days, specially the initial ones when I used to fight my depression of having a lost memory and an even serious crisis of having a lost identity. Only I knew what I went through and how the early rays of the sun washed all my pains away...only I knew!!

A lone tear had accumulated at one secluded corner of my right eye. I wipped it off and took a long breath. The fight had not been so easy till date, but atleast I managed to survive it. I managed to hide my crisis from everyone quite successfully and was really proud of myself. I deserved the pride afterall!....And now with Dev by my side, I was the happiest person on this planet.

Sharing my favourite room with the person I love, being the glitters to my joy!!

I tip toed down from the bed, slipped into my bunny slippers and went ahead for slow a walk around the mezzaine.

I couldn't reach my destination though, my feet had got stuck somewhere in the middle. Apparently, it was the guestroom's door, next to which I stood like a statue, totally cluless of what I was doing.

A part of me told that I eavesdropping. Dev was inside that room, talking to his mom and I had unintentionally chosen to listen to them. Such an impulsive decision it was! But when my own name had came to my ears, I swear I couldn't hold myself back any longer. Dev's suppressed voice and an air of tension that could be sensed even from outside, had further glued me to my place.

-"I don't want you anywhere near Tara. Do you get that?" Dev yelled at his mom in a voice, precisedly measured.

"Don't worry, I won't tell her anything that you have been hiding for so long!" His mom answered.

-"What?!!" Shocked, he retreated back.

"What 'what'? You think I don't know anything?? Well, don't you forget Dabbu that I am your mother..so don't try to underestimate me!"
Her tone held an adorable chide. But 'Dabbu'? Wasn't this name familiar to me??

-"YOU DON'T TRY TO CALL ME WITH NICKNAMES!" He hissed, but realising that his pitch had gone a way too high, he lowered it immediately. "And how do you what I am hiding? Who told you that haan? ...Ayan?? Or is it your....."