Wishing against her better judgement that he would spare just one glance at her. She had felt a dull pain resonating through her body, crying at his negligence. Every few seconds, her gaze would rest on him, almost willing him to look at her. She couldn't stand the thought of him ignoring her. His lack of attention and frozen silence had been unbearably hurtful.
She thought she had been hurting. But after reading his side of the story, her pain felt trivial in front of his.
I'm speechless, Nidhi, you are outstandingly brilliant!
all of their beautiful memories had had a thick layer of pain underlining them.
Umm, its so beautifully depicted.
Sharon,
What is pain?
For me it's synonymous to the feeling of Love, now. Love has taught me the real meaning of Pain. It's because of Love that I feel so much Pain. For the first time I find myself wondering would it have been better if I hadn't fallen in Love with you? At least I wouldn't have to go through this pain.
For weeks now, I have driven myself crazy wondering if there ever was going to be an 'us'. And today, you killed that last flicker of hope in me. I guess I deserved it. I had been stupid enough to hope that we would ever be together. I have accepted it now. We were never meant to be. In all of this heartache and cold war I never imagined that you could like someone else. That someone else could take that place in your heart which I vied for. I guess I was too selfish to think that if you ever decided to let anyone in, it would be me. Or may be too ignorant. But either way I was wrong.
Because you do like someone else. You do want to be with someone else.
You are with someone else.
That night, when I saw him kissing you, my world had collapsed. It had come undone. The pain of seeing you with someone else was so immense that it took me by surprise. Everything had felt surreal. I felt numb. I felt hurt. I felt lost.
I don't know what had happened to me. You were never mine. Then why did it feel like I had lost you?
I will never forget how I had felt that day.
And if that wasn't enough, today you told me that he and you were together now.
And even after all this, my heart sank. I guess somewhere deep down I had been wishing that it had all been a mistake. That, that kiss didn't mean anything to you. But, once again, I guess I was wrong.
Nidhi, I'm crying. Its like Swayum speaking himself.π
The ink on the entire page had been smudged as if he had been crying when he had written this. And that just made the words more painful.
Its our Sharon! So insanely relatable,
. Are you actually softening up towards me?
When I looked into your eyes this morning, I saw a different light in them. There was actual gratefulness in them. What I didn't know was that this gratefulness was actually directed towards me.
Swammy returns with a profound analysis of ache.
I learnt today that I have always been blaming you for all the situations we get ourselves into. I shouldn't. You can't help them any more than I can and now I've made peace with the fact that I really shouldn't expect much from anything. Different situations demand different things from the both of us and we act accordingly. There really isn't anything much to it. I've been seeing all these connections everywhere when I should have just accepted them as something beyond our control and move on. I have now truly given up all hope I had of us ever being together. It'll happen if it has to happen.
I understand that what happened in Goa was merely because you needed me then. Only then. I understand that you no longer need me and I'm alright with that. I won't force myself on you, you don't have to worry.
I thought that was it. That was all that needed to be said between us. But then you surprised me. At first, I almost thought that I had imagined it. Sharon Raiprakash wouldn't say thank you to me!
Such quintessential excellence. Go and ask the creatives to appoint you as the head, I'm damn serious.
It surprised her when she felt a trickle of tears making their way down her cheek. She thought she had been burned out. Apparently not.
Her fingers, once more, found their way to her belly and she rubbed soothing circles on it, unsure whether it was her baby she was soothing or herself.
"I love your father very much," she said, her crying taking a noisy turn. "I was stupid back then, so stupid. I didn't mean to cause him so much pain. I would do anything to take it back."
"Don't you dare be like me, you understand?" she continued. "I think one self-destructive Raiprakash is enough for this world! You be a good, kind, caring Shekhawat. Just like your father. Don't worry, you have it in you!" she said, suddenly tinkling with laughter.
Awwie, she is poignant about the past and asking her baby to be like him. Loved the fact more than anything else.
@Red-Our angel Sharon!
Oh good lady, give us the next one soon, please, literally begging you!π³
Originally posted by: Sawyer_Tom
@ Marauder: Huh?? π€
--Edited--ROFL Shishir, who do you think you are, Anne Frank? πP.S. The image isn't visible on this page.
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