The Pain [Arshi] ✔

2: Repentance

All credit of this shot goes to Hema Di. Thank you so much for taking up to complete this shot Di. I couldn’t have written it better than you. Love you!!

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Except for proof reading there’s no hand of mine in this shot!!

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His Life took a literal one-eight degree turn. There was NO KHUSHI in his life. She left taking everything from him, his peace, his strength and his happiness that evolved around her, ONLY HER.

He couldn’t lift himself from his seat and run behind her. He wanted to shout for her, yell for her and call her back, but he has no right to do that. He realized it the hard way that he has no rights either on her or on her love. He felt as if his entire blood is sucked out of the body.

He stood up balancing himself, but felt like someone is pushing him backwards, may be even his soul doesn’t want him to go near to her. He kept his unsteady feet to go out of his room. He has no energy to hold himself up. He wanted to cry out aloud finally giving into his tears, but couldn’t. His strength to express his feelings are gone now. But still the tiny ray of hope in him expected her to be somewhere around the house. Carrying this little hope, he came out of his room with heavy steps.

Once out, he looked around to see his entire family standing and staring at the front door. He know what they are staring at. It is too late to voice out anything. He saw his sister approaching him. He doesn’t know how to explain her. He don’t know what is there to explain to her.

“Chotte?” called Anjali coming near him. She took a step back at the look in Arnav’s eyes. She was looking at her brother, not the ASR, whom she had seen 14 years back when they had lost their parents. His hard look of ASR is gone, his eyes that always showed determination are now empty.

“Chotte? What Happened?” asked Anjali again, her heart feeling hallow sensing her brother.

“Why, Di?” Arnav choked out, unable to control himself. After all he’s also a man with emotions. For the world he may be a stone hearted, but not in reality.

“Chotte?”

“Why did you do this to me?”

Anjali looked shocked at this. His words didn’t reflect accusation; they were pure pain, a pain of loneliness, a pain of loss.

“She left me….She left me, Di.” Arnav, a lost look on his face.

Anjali don’t know what to say to her brother. She wasn’t in a position to analyse anything other than her need that is her husband. Her thoughts are all about her, not her family, not her brother. Only her.

The entire family were pulled out of the shock when they heard Arnav’s words. She left him,their looks were blank with no emotions.

“Hello Hai bye bye...phinally that phati saree lept hamare Arnav bitwa in peaji,” (Hello hi bye bye.. finally that 'torn saree' left our Arnav dear in peace.) said Mami, fanning herself.

Arnav shot a look of disbelief and anger at her… Mami kept a step back when she noticed his glare.

“What did you say Mami? Peace? She didn’t leave me in peace Mami. She left me taking my peace away. TAKING MY PEACE AWAY!” Arnav shouted at top of his voice.