Disclaimer : It is Majorly a PreRish story.
When Prerna Sharma fell in love, she hoped about roses and forgot the thorns. She saw the world through rose tinted glasses and forgot that it was an illusion. She dreamt of fairytales and forgot life's r...
Anurag's woke up with a magnanimous headache and to an unfamiliar ceiling. He sat up, confused for a while, looking bewildered at the one bedroom apartment he found himself in, until someone walked into his room, holding a mug of what he assumed was coffee. He frowned looking at Snigdha smiling at him.
"Coffee. It will help with the headache", she ushered the mug in front of him, and his frown deepened.
"How am I here?", his voice came out raspy as he held the mug. Snigdha sat on the bean bag, in front of him, and looked conflicted.
"I, walked into the office in the morning, and found you, umm, drunk out of your senses, and I thought it would not be good if your employees found you in that condition, and I didn't know your address, so I brought you home", she clarified, her heart thumping against her chest, for no matter what, he was her boss and she was a mere employee who took decisions on his behalf, without knowing if he would approve.
Anurag was mortified, embarrassment creeped into his eyes as he lowered his head. Events from last night came rushing back to him and he winced, as if those memories hurt him physically.
"Sir, are you okay?", Snigdha was up on her feet, rushing to him.
"Ye-ah, Yes. I am sorry", he coughed, "for all the trouble", he managed to look up at her, his eyes reflecting gratitude, "I don't know what was wrong with me", he shook his head, disappointed in himself.
"It is okay Sir. Pain, is what is wrong with you", she answered, and saw his eyes jerk up to meet hers.
"Hurt changes us in ways we can't comprehed, Sir. And I am sorry but you might have been blabbering in sleep and I might have heard somethings. Whoever this is, Prerna, if I am right, who broke your heart, gifted you so much pain and how you deal with it is not something anyone should judge", Snigdha spoke with a comforting smile, and gestured him ti drink the coffee, before she began searching her cupboard for an advil.
There was silence for quite a few minutes, in which she managed to find the medication and made him have it. She was keeping the packet back when his voice interrupted the otherwise heavy silence.
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"But I have been told that I am hurting people, through my ways of tackling my hurt. I made my family suffer because of my incapability to see through someone's actions because I was too preoccupied with myself", Anurag found himself revealing it to her and watched her turn and walk back to him. The other perspective she was offering, he found it refreshing. And it also made him realise how he had, had no one to talk to about his feelings. Of course he had his family, but they were too busy either hating Prerna for her actions, or dealing with Bajaj's aftermath in the business to spare him a glance.
"Sir, I might not know a lot about familes, but life has taught me that once in a while, making yourself a priority doesn't hurt. If you have loved her with all your heart, her loss is bound to affect you. You can cry out in pain, you can drink yourself to oblivion, you can do whatever to soothe you, but you also must remember that all these are temporary. You can't live with these measures", Snigdha explained as Anurag looked at her with so much attention and innocence that it moved her to bits.
