Do naina aur ek kahani, thoda sa baadal, thoda sa paani, aur ek kahani
Choti si dhoop, jheelon mein wo behti rehti hai, Koi sune ya na sune kehti rehti hai
Kuch likh ke aur kuch zubaani
Thodi si hai jaani hui, thodi si nayi, Jahan ruke aansoon wahi poori ho gayi
Hai to nayi phir bhi hai puraani
Ek khatm ho to doosri raat aa jaati hai,
Hothon pe fir bhooli hui baat aa jaati hai
do naino ki hai ye kahani.
(Two eyes and one story, some clouds, some water and a story
A little sunlight keeps flowing in the lakes,
It does not matter if anyone's listening or not, It keeps telling the story,
sometimes written and sometimes by speaking out.
A part of the story is known, but a small part of it is new,
whenever the tears stop, that is where the story stops too,
Its new but its old at the same time
As one night passes, its time for the other night,
and those forgotten words cross my lips,
That is the story of the two eyes!)Ishita kept mumbling those lyrics to herself as the night became dark.
Her dada used to sing it to her, on special ocassions.
When she couldnot sleep due to thunderstrom, rain or when her mother was struck somewhere due to work.
She loved it and her dada's voice.
Without even understanding many words, she loved it then. Now when the image of her dada's rocking her is fading, his voice is disaappering in her mind and she knows the meaning of the words, it is more special.
Ek khatm ho to doosri raat aa jaati hai,
(As one night passes, its time for the other night)Its her favourite line. For her whole song is only this.
Hope.
Hope that, it will be fine.
That if this night somehow passes away next one will be beautiful.
Its what that keeps her alive.
But it was not working today.
It always did.
Even when some belt was scrapping her back.
But didnt now.
Maybe because back then she knew what is coming next.
Was familiar to the upcoming pain. Knew how much damage would be done.But in this new place, everything is new and more is the fear of being hurt from anything and anyone.
And she heard some loud bang and a pair of cold icy blue eyes glare her back.
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"Pls, love." Xavier tried to hug Ben when he moved to other side again.
"I just didnt want you two to argue." He tried again.
"But she could be hurt." Ben said his bottom lip wobbling. All ready to brust in cries.
He understands Xavier's fear.
The fear of losing him yet again.
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LobisomemA jock falling for a nerd; cheesy? A bully falling for his victim; chesty? Well at least not for one person, Ishita. Ask Ishita; a sweet teenage girl. Abused in home by her stepfather; bedridden mother to be taken care of; a scholarship to be earned...