Empty eyes gazed back at me, overflown marks of mascara running down like rain marked the cheeks, chapped lips were dying to be wet. I put my quivering hands over the box and opened it, taking out the things to hide away the sadness which overshadowed my face.
Taking the wipes, I cleaned away the mascara. I had put it before but angered myself, and used it wrong, letting it go south. Swiping the wipes over the face, I cleaned the sign of anger from the face. Placing them back on the table, I took the concealer and hide the dark circles which marked the stress of the last night.
Little by little, I took every sign of sadness and anger and pain from my face until I could only see was the clean face, looking unbreakable like always. No crack and no pain would be seen by everyone else. Even me, just for a second.
Then I would clearly see the cracks, one after the another, ready to break down and show the real t
My heart throbbed with the sentence. He still loved her. Nodding, I cut the call and put the phone back to its place. It was of no use arguing with him. If he didn't want to take it, then he wouldn't take. Ria slept with the bottle in her mouth only. Dhruv took it out and placed her back in the crib. We weren't going to go to the studio today. Piyush had said us to come early tomorrow in the morning and he would take us somewhere tomorrow and that for today, we should see how to get the dresses ready. "Do you want to eat?" I shook my head. "I'm eating and so you're eating too." He started walking out of the room and I chased him out of the room to deny his offer. I wasn't hungry. Without spinning around, he said, "Don't say anything. I know you haven't eaten anything since Saturday night." The night when I slept with him telling me a story. I was shocked to see he hadn't cut the call even when I had slept. The call
DHRUV'S POV : - "Rule number one behave. I don't want you both to argue - ""We don't argue." We said in unison. Piyush scowled at us, hands folded over his chest."Next time you both interrupt, I'll find new designers," He said coldly. Stooping away from his eye sight, I watched around the room. "Now, don't argue, see the style of the photo shoot, see the dresses. Any dress will be a waste if a model doesn't know how to carry it. She can turn the worse dress into the next trend, or the best dress into an utter failure."I nodded from half heart and let him speak. I didn't aspire to be here, amidst the bright and blinding lights of this world. I desired to go away and be who I was even if it meant lingering in a virt
Widening my eyes, I read it again. Going back, I saw more messages were like this. Some were similar, and some were blaming and calling names which didn't knock my head ever.Anger was what I felt at first. Blazing fury to throw this phone against the wall and then track the persons and break his fingers, and never message someone like this. Never message anything like this to Sanchi ever."Dhruv, my phone." Snapping out of the anger, I saw Sanchi was standing there in front of me with a beaming smile. Strands of hair were covering her face, but she used her fingers to pull them back. "My phone." The texts reminisced, and the anger invaded again with the fire ready to explode.She took it from my hands and saw what I was seeing. Her smile collapsed, and blank face became her new veil. She didn't dare to pull her eyes up when asked, "why did you do it? You don't see someone messages. Don't you know privacy?"
Time flew fast when days were busy. That's the thing I had learned from the past week. Days were filled with getting the things ready for the fashion show. As the time was approaching, studio was becoming a hodgepodge of things. The true example of this was Piyush. He would scold us, get angry on us and make us do more work.I had never thought designing would be that much tough but it was fun too. Most of the times Dhruv and I would crack jokes on Piyush, who would look at us with a dirty look, saying since when did you both started bonding. We were bonding but I was trying hardest to avoid him asmuch as I could.I wouldn't go near him, wouldn't touch him and avoided any physical contact between both of us. I didn't know what he really thought of the messages. They weren't just messages. They were the ugly side of my life which I was trying to hide. But sometimes I guess you couldn't hi
I turned on the heater of the car. The cold was high rocketing as the days passed. I circled my arms around my body and rubbed my hands on them to generate some of the warmth. I hated winters. They were so cold.You say same about summer.I rolled my eyes at my subconscious. It was right. I hated summer too. It was too hot. Why couldn't the temperature of Delhi could be same like Mumbai? Moderate. Not so cold not so hot. I remembered the last school trip of school to Mumbai and how much I loved the water passing through my feet, soaking them. Waves and crashes of sea ringing in my ears. Walking barefoot on the sand.It was a worth going trip ."Sanchi, turn off the heater.""It's cold, stupid." Abhi outward his hand and switched it off. And I turned it on and put my hands in front of
"How much time will it take?" Dhruv asked from the another end of the phone. I glanced at the mirror and flattened my dress for the last time."Just a minute.""I'll be waiting outside." I nodded absently and cut the call. The day was finally here. I was going to the roka ceremony. I should have bypassed it, knowing what a blunder it would cost but in the end, Dhruv had talked with me and asked if I could come with him.I was like what the hell are you speaking?He wasn't shocked when I told him I got invitation cards and said his friends were sometimes out of their limit. Not knowing anything I had accepted and he said he would pick me up. I could have gone with my family but nobody was going. Dad had to leave town because of some work. Megna and Rakshit were in Noida as her mother wasn't fine. And mom was staying with dadi because she wasn't well.Eventually, it had to be me on
All the ride I thought about many things. Things which shouldn't matter to me, things which shouldn't matter to anyone. I thought about Abhi and how he was holding up. He didn't say anything to me but I could see his face. The pain was scratched on it and he bleeds in front of me even if he didn't know. I thought about why they called me here? Did they want to shove their wedding on my face? Did they want to make me see how Kabir and I didn't work out?"Let's go." Snapping out of the gaze, I looked around and saw we had reached the hotel. The function was in Oberoi hotel only. Skidding my gaze to Dhruv, I took a deep breath.Here it comes."Any heads up?" I settled my hair with my hands, not looking at Dhruv.I heard the jingling of the keys."Alina and Kabir may overwhelm you." The double meaning of the words was clear. The anxiety rose again. I couldn't do this. I couldn't. I w
What was she doing here? That's the first thought entered. She shouldn't be here. She should be somewhere else, not here.But I should be the one who should leave her alone. All she wanted was a normal life and I ruined it. I ruined all her life by teasing over the fact which wasn't her mistake. She couldn't control that part of her life. What type of human do that to another type of human? Who push another person to a level they decide to suicide?She was going to kill you.She didn't have an intention of killing me or maybe she did. For rescuing myself, I had pushed her but I didn't know she would fall down. I didn't know it at all. When she was taken to hospital, doctors informed she would live but couldn't be able to walk again. Her legs were disabled, killing her hockey career."Sanchi, you okay the
Bending on the ground, I smoothed her hair for the tenth time. Nobody could blame me for making sure my daughter looked best for her first day in the school even though a part of me was scared of sending her.She would be okay."I will be okay," She said, as if getting the devious thoughts conjuring my mind. From the corner of my eye, I found Dhruv with same tension, same frown."Promise me you won't run." I advanced my hand to her. "If you don't feel good, you'll tell the teacher."I had explained to her in charge about her heart and how doing physical activities weren't good for her, and some days, she gets out of breath. Her surgery would fix everything but not right now. For a while, she had to go through it until she became strong enough to handle a bypass to cover the holes."Promise." She placed her small hand on mine and squeezed it."Be a good girl," Dhruv said, crunching to my level. "You don't want to cry?" I nudge Dhruv's stomach. She was doing pretty good till now and by
[ D H R U V ' S P O V ]Shedding the sleep off from my eyelids, I got up from the bed, leaving the blanket and ran my hand through my messy hair. Sleep tumbled down but the weariness and headache was thrashing my head.I couldn't sleep off after the crying, acted like I had slept to make Sanchi doze to the peaceful night. She didn't have to get up, and see how much fucked we all could get. That behind the act of a merry group laid the most fucked up people of the world.Fucked up seemed like an understatement.Grabbing the shirt from the floor, I wore it. I needed a strong coffee to curb the hangover. I shouldn't have gotten drunk. I should have known my limits, and been adhere to them. Stupid, nonsense me.The blanket was nearly falling on the floor. Fisting it in my hands, I covered Sanchi, letting it rest till her chest but her shivering didn't stop. Cold. It was too cold here and this stupid girl had no ounce of care about herself. No matter what I do, she never understood how a
"Wake up and shine, bear." Tugging my lips in a smile, I squeezed my eyes tighter, snuggling deeper into the blankets. It was too much comfortable, sleeping on a soft mattress and having no tension of the work. I wish I could go on a long time vacation, with no deadline of coming back and handle the life of work and tension.His hand rested on my neck, lips stirring against my ear. "Wake up before I throw water at you." Instantly my eyes flew open and I pushed his figure away from me, but to my luck the jug of water was spilled over my hair. As if finally feeling the cold, I flew my hands in the air to curb down the cold, but it froze on my skin, chilling my bones.Wiping my hand over my face, I glared at Dhruv, who looked terrified, but had an audacity to wear a smug smile."What the hell, Dhruv?" I screeched, wiping the blanket away from my water dripped body. "Why you brought the water?"He joined me on the bed, placing his shoes on the white bed sheet. Giving him a dirty glare, I
“You packed everything?” Mom asked for the tenth time. Suppressing the groan, I nodded, helping the driver to put the luggage at the back. “Medicines? Towels? Remember to wear warm clothes if it gets cold. Don’t forget to eat, and most importantly, stay away—“ Whirling, I placed my hands on her shoulder, silencing her marathon of reminders she had been putting in my mind since a week. Ever since I told her I was going on a road trip with Dhruv and his friends, she had been worried to hell. I had reminded her Dhruv was there—her servant. He was truly her servant. They both would get together, discuss my bad habits and how much of a bad person I was. The only thing I could do was watch them, and wonder how they could be my mother and boyfriend. They both were gossip queens along with dadi. Talking all the hot news of the area, media, celebrity and everything from scarp. Even Meghna had become tired of them. “I’ve packed everything.” I cocked my head to the side. “And you double ch
Nervousness coiled around my throat, anxiety seized my feet and an everlasting smile stayed on my face. Fisting my hands on my lap, I endeavor to scorn the smell of henna, but it wafted around my nose.The heaviness of the dress made me rooted to my place. How was I supposed to walk in such a heavy lehenga? No matter what, it was a beautiful red lehenga with threaded golden embroidery. I loved it the first time mom had taken me for wedding shopping. I love the detailed golden embroidery on the skirt. The golden blouse was a complimentary, stopped right at the bottom of my chest.Dhruv didn't like because it was too short.But you don't get marry every day and I had insisted I wanted it. The red dupatta on my head was held with the help of pins, and half dropping on my shoulder."Sanchi, you need anything?" I lifted my eyes to her.Shaking my head, I tried to move my hands, and the noise of kaliren echoed around the room."Why am I wearing so many of them?" I hoisted my hands, showing
Dhruv POV Their were moments you hated in your life. Moments you wanted never to come and that you could press the skip button and never face them. It was like GTA 5. When you hate a mission, you skip it and jump onto another, avoiding the difficulties. I wish life was like a GTA 5 but it wasn't and I had to face the dreaded moment. "Dhruv, get out of the room." Kabir banged the door. "We'll miss the flight.""Coming, idiot," I yelled. "And fucking lower your voice, Ria is eating."Pushing the wallet in my pocket, I opened the wardrobe and collected the small box. Kabir and Rahul yelled my name back. Peering at the ceiling, I asked again why they both were my friends.Because you love them.Sanchi words echoed. Glaring at the door, I opened it and gave them a duh look. They returned the favour. "Fuckers." They both flipped me off. Where was Alina to control him? Kabir pointed his finger at my chest. "This time you cursed. Isn't it Ria?"My cruel daughter nodded and walked to me,
Parking the car at the distance, I checked the weight in my pockets. It was time. I could do this and free the tangled weight from my heart forever. Get over with it and move on with your life. I wish he was here, guiding me like he did that day.Closing the thoughts, I vacated the car with my presence. Their was no other place than this. Nothing could relief me the way it did. It was my solace. The place where I would spend most of my time, sitting and indulging with the air on my face, grass on my feet and feel of nature around me.The place where I first saw him as a child.Pushing the steel gate, I went in. The noises of children invaded my ear, swings captured my gaze and his smile on the distance made me hitch my breath.He was holding a pram. Ria must be in there.I was about to look away when his eyes connected with mine. It had been three weeks since I saw him. Three weeks since I ended us to see where I belong.Three weeks since I was trying to find myself. Three weeks sinc
It was same like this for next few days—or nights. Mom would come to my room, and sleep with me. One time, I burst into tears and snuggled in her lap, crying my heart out. I was missing Dhruv. He didn't try to contact me again and I started regretting my decision for leaving him. He loved me and I didn't know why I wasn't going to him.Nobody asked me where I was for two days. Dad went out of the town that night only. Mom said it was an emergency but I didn't pay attention. In college, my friends asked but I said nothing, and at last, they gave up. One day I went to Abhi house. He told me he was leaving Delhi after graduation.He was going to Mumbai to pursue his film directory line. He looked better than before, no more heartbroken boy who had no idea what to say and how to behave. I was happy seeing him and asked if he was okay."Sanchi, I can't spend my whole life in misery for her betrayal.
I wish I could reverse things with a magic wand, or a dusty powder.Sometimes I think humans should've something magical, helping them to overcome complicated problems.Dhruv's hand clamped with mine and I took a deep breath to calm my notorious nerves. I was in a big trouble. My parents were going to kill me. If I hadn't done something to get on their nerves before, I surely had done this time. What would I say to them? How would I explain the drugs and my whereabouts? I had been missing for two days, and clearly, I had lost the car too.Not lost. It was at the club parking lot. I would get it tomorrow."Let's go," Dhruv tugged my hand. I stared at him. "No more meetings." I nodded. His eyes held so many emotions. "No more you." I bit my bottom lip. "I just want to do this before we go in." He leaned closer and touched his lips to my forehead. I relished the feel of his lips against my skin. "I love