Joined: 24 February 2012
Eternal vowsMy heart beats for yours.
My soul lives for yours.
My body ,my hands, my lips.
They love only you.
The characters and events portrayed in this fan fiction are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living
or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. And any scene or chapter if seems similar to any book or story or any article is pure coincidental..
Arnav sat beside his grandfather on the front porch of the house he lived. Arnav was only ten, but he knew exactly why his grandfather didn't live with him and his parents. Because Arnav's father Arjun Singh Raizada was ashamed of him.
"He's too Indian damnit" Arjun would rage for hours after visting his father. "He talks in hindi as if it is something to be proud of".
And gods forbid that arnav should hint his usage of hindi language in front his dad, though he practiced it as often as he could away from his father.
Arnav's father didn't like being Irish. He didn't like people knowing he was Irish. If he could
ship Grandpop off somewhere, then Arnav sometimes thought that his father would do it. But
Arjun Singh Raizadacouldn't make Bharat Singh Raizada do anything. The old man was as wise as the mountains and the cliffs around them, and just as stubborn.
"Arnav, my boy, look at that sunset." Bharat singh raizada pointed out the majestic colors that washed over
the mountains. "Almost as pretty as India, she is. Almost" And Arnav heard a whisper of
Homesickness in his grand pop's voice.
"Why don't you go back?" Arnav asked. "Dad says you have enough money to live
He looked at his grandfather's weathered face. The warm browneyes, just like Arnav's, brighter
than Arnav's father's and without the hints of black his father's had.
Grandpop smiled. A strange, sad little smile.
"Because my Anthara is here." He pointed to the small graveyard.
There. Arnav's grandma, Anthara Raizada, was buried. On one side of her were buried the two
sons they lost in War, his uncles, Janardan and Akshay.. and the daughter that had died of a
fever, Arnav's aunt Deepali.
"Grandma wouldn't want you to leave?" Arnav frowned. His grandma was dead, what would
"Oh, no my Anthara, she'd smile down on me no matter where I walked." Grandpop smiled that
little smile again. "But I'd be separated from her, and I'd feel that separation in my soul, you
Arnav shook his head.
Grandpop sighed. "You have the Indian heart , boy. One of these days, you'll see from eyes, not
your own, feel with a heart outside your chest.. Arnav. When you love, love
well and love true, and take care, lad, because that Indian heart is the door into not just your
own soul, but the soul of the one you love." Grandpop looked out at his Anthara's grave. "And
when you lose that heart, you can't leave the places where your memories are the best. And if I
left her, I'd not be buried beside her."
Grandpop stared back at him then, and Arnav felt his chest grow tight at the thought of ever
burying his grandpop in the hard, bleak soil.
"Indian heart," his grandpop murmured then. "My father gave me the same warning I give
you now, boy. Don't lose the one you love. You lose a part of your soul when you do. The
legacy of that heart will ensure it."
Arnav frowned. That didn't make much sense,
"So my heart is bad?" Arnav finally asked.
"Not bad." His grandpop sighed. "Not bad at all, boy. You'll see one of these days. One of these
days, you'll see. Indian hearts see what they shouldn't see, but even more." His grandfather
stared down at him sadly. "The one who holds your soul, who holds your heart." He thumped
Arnav's chest. "They see through you as well."
"Dad doesn't have Indian heart then?"
Worry flickered over Grandpop's face. "Your dad is a good man." He repeated what he always
"Is he, Grandpop?"
Grandpop touched his head gently and said softly, "Nothing is as we think, boy. There are
always layers, and layers, shades of gray and shades of black or white. You gotta find why, not
" He doesn't love us," Arnav whispered, accepting it as only a child can.
And Grandpop hook his head. "Layers, son. Remember that. There's always what you don't
know and what you don't see. And love doesn't always do what we think it should. Just
remember that, and you'll do fine."
how is this ? should i continue ??? this my first fiction work ever...plzz give your honest opinion...n yeah my name is RINI... so treat me as ur frnd...i will treat u as mine
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