Hi everyone, how is everyone, Good I hope, well you must be surprised to see this new SS, this SS is for me very special, because me, Sandia and Lisa have been working on it together, it will be 3 Parts since there are 3 of us who are writing this, the first update is by Sandia, I hope you all like our SS 😳
It was late at night and Pinto was sitting on a park bench and next to him where all the pictures he had drawn of her and felt as if the last bit of life he had in him had finally died. He couldn't believe she was going to get married when from the moment he had seen her he had taken her as his own. For the last year he had lived only for her and his family and the thought that somehow destiny would bring them together. He got up than and grabbed a few of the drawings from the bench and crumbled them and as he brought it closer to his chest as tears fell from his eyes. He should have known that he wasn't destined for happiness and why should he even get happiness after being responsible for soo much of suffering.
He ran his hand throw his hair and gently straightened the paper and told himself that he shouldn't be angry with her since it wasn't even her fault; it was his entire fault as always. He remembered the day that he had seen her for the first time when his friend Madhan had forced him to go with him to her house to give some documents to Vidyapati who was the owner of the ad agency they worked in as the IT specialists. He had only gone because he was curious to see how she looked and since he knew that he would never have to see her again as she would be leaving for the Paris since she had gotten a one year internship with an extremely talented photography. He had only been working there for a few weeks and initially hadn't met her because they would always miss each another for one reason or the other but after a while he hadn't wanted to meet her, He had gotten tired of hearing the daily chants of her greatness from his co-workers and he hated the fact that they spent more time talking about her than doing their work. The boys where in love with her and the girls wanted to be her it was always Krishna this, Krishna that, Krishna is perfect, Krishna the style guru and everyone should be like her chant that made him not want to meet her.
And than came the moment when he finally saw her and fell in love with her and realised if there was such a thing as perfection that it would be her. She had been using a pair of blue jeans, a white shirt and high heels and she had a camera around her neck and looked like an angel and her smile was the most enchanting thing that he had ever seen and he just couldn't stop looking at her. She looked so carefree as she laughed and joked around with her family but as he watched each expression that came on her face he saw the sadness there as well when she thought no one was watching her especially when she looked at her dad. He smiled as he saw her smile as she took out pictures of her family members and he felt the strongest urge to stop her as he saw her jump into her car and tell everyone that she had to leave. He saw how her fingers tighten on the steering wheel as if it was a life line as she said that she didn't want any of them to come with her to the airport and would be fine. As she bent her head; her hair fell over her face blocking it and he knew that if it hadn't he would have seen the tears falling from her eyes. She managed to control herself and looked up and said she would be fine but if they came with her she won't leave them because they would cry and she could never see them cry and her father touched her hand and told her to go and said that they wanted her to make them proud. The duo stared at each another and there was such an understanding between them that he could even see it and knew that they had a very special bond between them. She had driven of by then but Pinto saw how her family got into their cars and followed her and had realised that he had not only fallen in love with her but them as well.
That night when he went home, he went to his room and sat on his chair in front of the window and closed his eyes as he felt the cool breeze on his face as he relived every expression he had seen on her beautiful. And than he couldn't take it anymore and had gotten up and went to the storage room and gotten out his easel, colours and brushes and set everything up in his room. The moment he touched the canvas with the brush he stopped; even though Babloo and especially Sargam Bhabi had always encouraged him to paint more and told him he was good, he had never really been committed to it because Tuntun had wanted him to work in the family business. In the past he would paint if he was in the mood to, if he was angry at something or if he was inspired by something and it was months that he had felt inspired and he wondered if he could still paint. But than he closed his eyes and saw her face and her smile again and his hands started moving and the experience was so intense that he felt possessed and only stopped painting the next day when Sonu came looking for him.
But alas now everything was ruined for him, how could he have forgotten who he was and who his dad was and how could he have ever dreamt to have a life with someone so perfect when he was so tainted. His dislike for her in the beginning wasn't mere irritation it was more than that he had hated her supposed perfection because it reminded him of his past and that was one thing he had wanted to forget. He had always smirked whenever they praised her and then would get sad because he knew from experience that no one was perfect, everyone had faults and one should never follow or hero worship anyone. He had learnt that the hard way he had hero worshipped his father and would defend him to any extent simply because he had trusted him the most but had been hurt and betrayed in the cruelest way. The love, trust and faith that he had given willing to his dad because he thought he could do no wrong had been taken and thrown back in his face time and time again. Everything about Tuntun Singh was a lie and that lie also made Pinto's life and beliefs a lie as well. He had always had a tumultuous family life because of the differences of ideology between his father and brother and to keep the peace he had never sided with either one of them but by remaining neutral he had never found out what where his own values. Instead he had between loving his father's dabangness and antics as well as loving his bothers honesty and integrity. And this had been his biggest crime because if he knew what he stood for, he could maybe have prevented so much of the hurt and lose that his loved ones had to go through now.
Tuntun had angered a man called Radha and to get back at him he had decided to hurt him by hurting his family and they had gotten their chance when Babloo, Bhabi and Ma had gone to the temple. He had sent his men to driven into their car Babloo had died on the spot because of the impact, his mom and bhabi had a few injuries but not to serious but when his mom found out what had happened to Babloo and because of why she couldn't manage and had stopped talking. Sargam Bhabi on the other hand was a walking corpse she had lost her vibrant nature and was sad all the time and Sonu was also not managing with the loss.
And than there was his dad the great Tuntun Singh after finding out what had happened he had immediately gotten Radha killed but even after having lost so much he had not changed his way. Pinto had so much faith in him that he was a good man that he had tried for months to get him to change his ways but he had never had. Pinto finally realised that his father had never really cared about anyone besides himself he didn't love his wife, sons, daughter in law or even grandchild all; he cared about was money, prestige and his ego. And the day Pinto had to admit that to himself he had taken his Mom, Bhabi and Sonu away from the mansion, he had tried to get a job in Bhagalpur but had failed because everyone was scared of Tuntun and had eventually left and come to Mumbai to start over. He had taken the first job he had and had been doing well since he had always been good at computers and it had led him straight to Krishna.
Krishna had just stepped out of the new sports car her dad had given her as a coming home present and she just loved it. Being away from her family for the past year had made her love them even more, in the beginning she had wanted to return but her dad's faith in her that she could do it on her own had made her stay and she had never regretted it. Her work was exhilarating she loved working with the reputed Jean Loup Sieff. His work was so out of the box and the thought and effort he put into making them, made every single picture original and a master piece. Tonight had been soo hectic with everyone wanting to see what she had gotten for them and wanting to know see all the pictures she had taken. When everyone had fallen asleep she had gone to her parents room and watched them sleep for a while, her dad had woken up and seen her and had smiled and they had left the room. They had talked for a long time and than she saw her dad getting tired and went and kissed him and since she wasn't sleepy said that she felt an urge to drive the red sports car he had bought her. He looked her and knew there was no use arguing with her when she decided on something and had simply said that either he comes with her or one of the guards follow her with their car. She kissed his cheek again and said you go to sleep and the guards can follow me and left. She had loved the feel of the car and felt so powerful driving it but couldn't help but remember how her mom had announced since she wasn't getting any younger and that it was time that she got married. She had shared a look with her father and knew that everything would be fine and that he would ensure that nothing would be forced on her. She had never really thought about marriage even though her mom had always wanted her to get married and not follow her dream of being a photographer because she felt that it was no use. But her dad had always ensured that whatever she wanted she got and had always made her mom understand that times had changed and that she had needed to do this for herself. Whilst in Paris Krishna realised that if she came back and her mom wanted her to get married she would since she had always felt like she had let her mom down with her ways but she just hoped she found a partner that would allow her to follow her dream.
She had seen the park and it just looked so beautiful at this part of the night that she had to stop and take a picture of it. She started clicking away and since she knew that the guard was around she went further in and took pictures but than stopped as she saw a person there. Even though she couldn't see his face she could see that he was extremely disturbed and she had wanted to go to him but didn't want to intrude. She saw how he held the piece of paper near his heart and was mesmerized as she saw how gently he straightened it and how lovingly he touched it. She was so captivated by him that she unknowingly took pictures of everything he did.
At one point she had been about to go to him when he stood up and said who is there is in a very rough voice and she had immediately stepped back into the darkness. But before that she had seen his eyes and they where dark, cold and filled of pain and the lifelessness in them scared her.
She had left than and gone back home extremely disturbed and instant of going to her room she had gone to her work room and developed the pictures she had taken. She took all his pictures and she touched his pictures the way she had seen him touch those papers. She realised that that it must have been something that his lover had given him that was why he had been touching it so lovingly and wondered who that person was who had hurt him so much. She went to bed than but couldn't sleep as she thought about him and when she finally drifted of to sleep she dreamt of a pair of dark eyes watching her and her last thought was she wondered how it would feel to be loved the way he obviously loved that person.
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