❣ It was Only You [22] ❣

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Falling in love with someone special and close to your heart is similar to moving in to a different house, a house which you can call your own. You're glad that everything belongs to you, glad about your present times but fearing secretly that someone would barge inside through the door to make you realize that a mistake has been made and you aren't supposed to have everything you already have as you were assuming since the beginning.

The house which you knew belongs to you, which you often used to call your own doesn't belong to you anymore. But then you start realizing what you had once. In the past. You start recognizing what were you missing in life. The missing piece of puzzle.

What's the void in your life that could be completed with just one twist in the plot and everything turns out to be normal again. Your life settles as it understands what its destiny is. This time your heart is alive as well as your soul. You know that nothing could go wrong. You don't want to go back in the past, go through the same pain again and torture yourself and such was the issue with Aditya. The problem he was facing.

Falling in love with Zoya irrevocably without giving a warning for himself about any repercussions, with regards to her plight and fate made him earn a tight slap across his face by his own father and he couldn't do anything about it. His family isn't together with him in his decision. It broke his heart once again into bits and pieces.

His parents were against the thought and Aditya could read their negative feelings about Zoya in their cold-blooded eyes but his heart has already made a home for her to stay there forever, irrespective of the taunts he will have to face from anyone, the claims which will be made against him and specially irrespective of how his own mother despised Zoya very much.

Whether Aditya deserved the slap for his use of absurd language while talking against his mother? Was it justified at that moment? Was him blaming his mother for hiding her husband's wrong deeds at the first place, in order to put up a facade in front of the society correct? No one knew. Nor Aditya neither Arjun.

The children were always the silent witnesses who weren't able to take a stand for their parents failed marriage because they were little and incapable of talking sensibly and when Aditya mentioned the crux of the matter, how their mother stood silent bearing the pain of her marriage, he's getting punished for a wrong deed he hasn't even commited?

Heck, he knew that Anjana was doing everything for her sons and their future. If she was completely quiet and didn't create any unnecessary drama at home, it was only because the children needed a father in the future. She wasn't money-minded when she married Harshwardhan and neither is she now but Aditya's story is something he expected his mother to come in to terms with, knowing well how brave she has faced the society, smiling through her tears. 

Just the way her husband decided to mend his ways one day and accept his family wholeheartedly, why cannot Anjana take a glance at her son's plight from months before and understand that Aditya needs someone who understands him, who will always be there with him in his life by his side as a true loving soulmate. If not Zoya, then who will it be?

Arjun stood as a mute spectator while the thoughts jingled through his mind for the umpteenth time. He always knew that Aditya and Zoya had a soulful connection from the start of their journey and he was glad that his brother had started feeling the emotion of 'love' once again in his life. But seeing Aditya broken beyond measure today was something he didn't want to see.

Harshwardhan stood in front of his elder son huffing and puffing loudly. His eyes were dead-shot red and feeling agitated at the same time, his heart felt miserable for lifting his hand to slap his child, his cheeku due to his immature behaviour and unnecessary use of words while Anjana had tears constantly flowing down her eyes.

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