ANCHOR [ completed ]

AN ETERNAL PROMISE

[Darshan]

The shivers through her body really scared me.
Her smile when she was sleeping was painful.
She was dreaming about her friend for sure.
Sometimes she got surprised when she hear the doorbell. Maybe she was expecting someone.

Disha held me in her arms when I was worst.
My family matters,  my step brother,  my ex... Doesn't bother me anymore. She took all the pain.
All it matters that is my music,  my Mom.. My dad... Disha... my friends and my fans... Who made me the Raval.
Now I got drunk when I am happy.

She became cheerful again.
I am proud of myself that I handled her well. I am glad that she cried her eyes out in my chest.
I am glad that she screamed holding my shirt,  in my arms.
Yeah... That scattered my heart.. But I am happy that I am with her when she is in her worst stage.

That stupid girl even planned our dream house... Hahah... I wish I could slap her for leaving us.
She is a liar. She promised to scare me with lizards.. Haaaahhhhh..
Anyways...

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6 years passed .

Well... I am married. I have a beautiful moody wife.
She loves me very much.
But these words will not work today because I broke my promise.
She is gonna kill me today...

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Yeah. I should be angry. I am angry... But... I know he is busy.
I can't even get mad at him.

Me: Divya...!!!!!!!!  Adi...!!!! Stop the TV... And come.. Dinners ready.

Ohhh God.. They are not listening.
People say that twins is a blessing.. But they never mention the fact that how much trouble are they.

Ohhhh... Sorry.. I have three kids. Darshan is a kid too remember?  It's even more difficult to handle him.
I went to the Drawing room. Sat between my two kids.

Me : Who's that on the TV huh?

Adi : It's Papa...

Me: It's Papa?? 

Divya : Papa took my guitar Mama...

Me : Hahhaha... That's not your guitar baby.. Yours in the playroom ..

Divya : No... See... There is my name on it... (pointing towards the TV).

They are just 5 years old.
Both of them has guitar.... They also love music more than Darshan.
Darshan had two most favorite Guitar, and he engraved Adi's and Divya's name on it.

Darshan promised  to spend weekend with us but it seems like he can't.
Fame is touching his feet and he adore that.
The one thing make me fell in love with him everyday is... I see the that 19 years old Gabbu in him.till now..   Full of love. Full of innocence.

Watching him on TV is the best feeling in this world.

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[DARSHAN]

Uggghhh... It's 12.30 am...

I opened the door. Went to the bedroom... She is sleeping... Specs are on. Holding a book..

She was waiting for me. Fallen asleep while waiting..
I am a very bad husband hence proved .

I sat beside her. Stroke her hair.. She opened her eyes.

Disha : oh. You're here.. Let's go.. Eat something..

Her eyes are half open.. Sleepy voice..

Me : where are kids?

Disha: They are sleeping...

Me: Okay.. You wait here..

Disha : are you mad or what..

As always.. She went to the kitchen.

I ate very little because I lost my appetite.

She was preparing the bed after that...
But is she mad?  She is not talking to me..
I hugged her from behind.

Disha : Uh.. What...?

Me : I am sorry... I am sorry... Sorry.

She turned around.. Hold my face and said..

Disha : I am not mad.. I know you are tired. Don't say sorry.

Me: why were you still awake then??

Disha : How can I sleep when you are outside,  working so hard for your fans. Hmm?

Me:You know what.. I think we should visit Mom next weekend.

Disha :Okay Mr.    Now get some sleep.  It's been a long day na...?

Me: Well... I have lots of energy left.. You know what I mean.....

Disha : Darshan....  Want a punch....??

Darshan : You can? 

I have to apologize to my kids also.... They are angry I know. I can convince Adi easily.. But Divya... She is exactly like her mother.

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[AUTHOR VIEW]

All we want A very good partner who can understand us without saying anything.
It's not hard.. It's not a fairytale.
When someone really love someone... It's easy for them to read the face of the love ones. It's doesn't have to be your husband or wife.  A mother can read her children,  A father can realize the struggle of his children,  A wise teacher can understands the barrier of his/ her students, and A friend can read her / his every emotions he or she was going through.
So see... It's just love. Love will teach you how to share the pain.

And eventually one can find the place where one can entrust to keep the Anchor of the Heart.