SwaRon Appreciation Thread # 1:Har Ada Main Sadgi - Page 61

Despite being offered an executive position at his dad's Multimillion dollar enterprise in Stockholm , Swayam worked part-time at a small downtown bank as a Junior analyst after college. He didn't belive in leeching off his fathers name but in making his own , on his own merits. Swayam was at work when his fone rang.

"Ramu kaka I told you I don't like taking calls when I am at work ! its against my work ethics ! This had better be good !" Swayam was elbow deep in files and dossiers.

"Swayam Baba ... you errr .. have a guest .. this young lady " Ramu Kaka sounded nervous.

"Guest ?! But mai toh yaahan kisi ko jaanta bhi nahin !!" Swayam couldn't for the life of him figure out how or why some "Young lady" would want to see him. He hardly socialized , and the only lady he knew was his buxom neighbor Mrs. Dabney , who at 87 years of age , could hardly be called "Young".

"Swayam Baba , plz come as jaldi as possible .. she seems very angry .. and she wouldnt sit in the living room .. who toh upstairs tak pohonch gayi hai .. aapke kamre mein !!!" Ramu kaka now sounded genuinlely scared.

This was getting weirder by the minute .

"Ramu Kaka aaap kya bol rahe hai mujhe kuch samjh mein nahin .. araha .. ma naa toh yahan kii ko jaanta hoon aur naa koi mujhe ! Aur aap keh rahe hai ke theres an angry young lady in our house who wants to see me !??! "

"Swayam baba ... she .. u know she looks a LOT like the gurl in the photoframe You have in your bedroom"

Swayam felt his chest constrict. Sharon ? But that was impossible.

"Hello ??? Swayam Baba ?? HELLO ??"

Swayam had already hung up.

Sharon ' the love of his life whom he had left the country for ' and now there was an angry gurl who looked like her in his house ' who refused to sit in the drawing room like a guest and decided she could go upto his bedroom !? Sounded SOOO Sharon .. but Sharon yahaan kyun ayegi ? What nasty joke had fte planned for him this time around ?!

*At Swayam's house*

Sharon rang the bell for the 6^th time as she cursed incessantly under her breath. Just like Swayam . Eik dhang ka domestic help bhi nahin rakh sakta . ARGHHH .

She was about to ring it for the 7^th time when the heavy oak doors opened by a frail man in his 50s with a red gamchaa around his neck and duster in his hands.

"Swayam kahan hai ?!" Sharon was in no mood for introductions.

"Swayam Baba toh Office '"

Sharon let herself in and walked staright into the house before Ramu kaka could finish his sentence.

She looked around the simple yet tastefully furnished drawing room. This place was sooo Swayam. The thought of his name filled her with a feeling of warm happeness .. like a steaming hot mug of Hot chocolate on a December morning . But then she remebrrwed why she was here , her anger returned in all its Raiprakash glory. The jerk had the guts to make her fall in love with her and then leave her. She was here to teach him a lesson.

Before Ramu Kaka had the chance to ask her who she was and what she wanted ' she made her way to his bedroom. Ramu Kaka was sooo scared he quickly dialed Swayam's phone number .

Sharon was mentally wirting writing up a huge speech .. jo who Swayam ko sunayegi .. naaa dhoyegi and was planning vicious revenges against him when she entered his room and switch on the lights. But watc she saw knocked the very wind out of her. She stood there ' petrified ' for a moment and then pearly tears rolled down her cheeks as she took in the sight of in front of her ... The room was full of photo frames .. of all sizes and shapes ' on the walls .. on the dresses .. even on his bedstand. And they had pictures in them. HER pictures . She couldn't feel the groun under her as the horrifying truth dawned on her. THIS was how much Swayam loved her. He left the country but thought about her every passing moment ' she was on his mind all day long .. uske har lamhein mein .. uski har disha mein ..

And what did she do in return ? She hurt him sooo much ke he had to leave the country ????
Grief , Guilt and remorse washed over her as did her tears.

And then she heard him '

"Sharon ?"

Swayam was standing at the doorway ' looking just like he had on the first day of College. A loose shirt on a full sleeved Tee with the sleeves rolled and a pair of faded jeans ' That earnest face .. those warm eyes full of sincerity' That heart of gold that he wore on his sleeves . Tall , sober and calm .. Swayam ' her Swayam ' ever the manifestation of warmth , love and generosity. He hasn't changed one bit .

Sharon couldn't take it any longer . She ran like her life depended on it and threw herself on him, all revenge plans forgotten .. enveloping him into a death grip of a hug .. it was as if she was afraid he'd disaapear like a mirage if she let go for a second . And then she cried. She cried so hard it rocked her body and spasmed in violent surges and she shook. And then Swayam held her , held her tight. And kissed the top of her head just like he'd done on 31^st May , 2011 .. the day theyd had their first dance. But so much had changed since then and life had come full circle. That was just the beginning , of a beautiful but tempestuous love story .. that was the day Sharon felt for the first time in her life .. a sense of belonging .. but now as Swayam stroked her hair as he held her in his arms .. Sharon felt she was truly home, in the truest sense of the word.