Shubha's Pov :
We were staying at the home of that gentleman, mahatmya talked about that morning ;during breakfast.
Mr. And Mrs. Mehta were a cute couple , In their late fifties.
Mahatmya was still not talking with me. He was avoiding everything about me. He was not even looking at me.
I just couldn't bear it anymore. Every time I just thought about it, something pains in my heart , which was unbearable. I couldn't express the pain. And tears just found their ways to come out from my eyes. I couldn't sleep properly. Couldn't eat properly.
My life became lifeless.It was third day of us in Shimla , staying with Mr and Mrs Mehta.
Mahatmya told to stay at hotel but they just compell us to stay with them. Saying no one visits them and they love guests. And said we were like children to them. So we stayed there. And really they treat us like their own children. Mr. Mehta treated mahatmya as his son. And Mrs. Mehta treated me as her daughter.It was birthday of Dhara , Mr and Mrs Mehta's 15 year old girl. She was really very cute.
We were decorating the house. With different colours of balloons and ribbons.
"Shubha you had your lunch ?" Asked aunty in a motherly tone.
And i nodded a No with puppy dog eyes. Praying she would not scold me again for not taking my meals at the proper time.
"God you are like a small kid. Come one let's go , have your lunch. Wait i will feed you with my own hands. " She scold me like a Ma scold her small kid. And that just brought a big smile on my face. I got three mothers. Can anybody got more lucky than
me ?NO.We sat on the dining table ...and aunty really feed me.
While eating, one thought was spinning in my head...from the moment we left the house to come Shimla.
I would tell him the real reason why I forced him to did that on karvachauth night.
I would tell him that I did that. ..I forced him to do that because I love him. I would tell him that he was my breath , my heart beat ,
My life , my everything. Without him i couldn't live a moment on this earth. I would tell how much my body , my soul , my mind , my heart wanted to feel safe , secure and content in his strong arms. I just wanted to be in his arms forever. ..ever .Mahatmya's Pov :
We were at the site , Mr. Mehta wanted to sold. I checked everything which needed. That area was at the centre of the Shimla. So that would be great for our business. Now the construction work would start , shortly.
My mind was filled with only thoughts of my love. ..my life.
It pained to see her sad face...but i just couldn't let go that thought. .That for a mere , stupid Puja she just did it.I walked towards my car. ..and drove towards Mr. Mehta's house. It was five in the evening. I was early today. ..but i had to. Because today was Mr. Mehta's daughter's birthday. So uncle forced me to go home early. Now I had to face shubha.
I reached home. .and taking a long breath. ..I came out from the car.
The house was decorated very beautifully. The party was going to be a small party . Uncle and aunty do not have any relatives in Shimla. So uncle , aunty , me , shubha and Dhara's friends and neighbours would be present.
I entered in the home and shubha's eyes met mine. Her eyes were pleading me to talk to her. ..but i just couldn't. So averted my eyes and walked towards our bedroom. I couldn't bear the site of her. It pains. But...damn. .I hated myself.
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Destiny
General FictionTwo people.... Two lives.... Two souls...who are bound together by a Holy Matrimony...