Swaron OS: Truth hurts. :(
"Fine, you can be in your own egoistic world of yours! You and just you!" were the words that cut right through her..His words, though she hadn't reacted, it broke her, her will, her self everything. The one person she loved with all her heart, all her soul; left her. This was what she wanted, didn't she? And now that she's got what she wanted...why did she feel so incomplete...why did she suddenly feel dead? Her heart was beating, no asthma attacks...yet she felt breathless...suffocated...like her last link to life had broken. "Why swayam? Why?! Why do you affect me so much? Why do you love me so much? I don't deserve it!" ' mujhe sirf tum chahiye...i only need you, I love you sharon always have and always will' As she banged the table and threw a tantrum, vented out her frustration...she sensed someone...someone watching...she looked up to see simmi, in tears. They just hugged each other and silently walked towards the locker room.
"swayam shekhawat mere liye bohot bohot bohot important hai; and I like you; after all I'm your girlfriend; not all boys, kuch boys actually very rare boys are different; you still love me?" these words haunted him, he woke up sweating and yelling her name. Taani rushed into the room and made him have some water. "Bhai aap teek ho?" "Haan...haan...just a bad dream..." "About bhabhi?" "Haan about Sharon" "Sab teek hai na bhai? Aap dono ke beech?" "Teek...huh...sab kabhi bhi teek nahi tha hum dono ke beech and I don't think they ever will be fine either" "Ab kya hogaya?" "Kuch nahi...actually why am I not telling you? She tells me she likes me...i'm very important to her...then she pushes me away from her for ni reason...but still says I'm important to her...then she leaves dance...dance her...our first love...dance..which is a part of her...and why because she didn't have any interest in it...that is just stupid, sharon raiprakash...Diva of st.Louis...no...Dancing diva if st.louis...doesn't have an interest in her passion? In dance?! I know it's not the truth...i can see it...read it in her eyes...she is hiding something...something important." "Ok bhai...i know ki you're upset about sharon leaving dance...but please...maybe something is stopping her...health...someone else...aur haan...sharon hasn't been well since the past few days...and she's been falling sick often...maybe that's why?" "Maybe but agar ye baath hai tho vo mujhse kyun chupa rahi ho?" "maybe coz she doesn't wanna hurt you, coz really..i've seen it...she likes you...actually loves you...she had eyes only for you throughout the dance camp. She didn't accept it though" " really?" "haan sach...aap abhi so jayiye...or kal hum iss topic par baat kare k?" "acha fine"
NEXT DAY AT ST.LOUIS
Simmi:tum swayam se sab kuch batana hai... Sh: even I thought so...but if he leaves dance for me...then I can't tolerate it simmi si: he deserves it sharon...bata hai jab tum Delhi mein Thi...aashi tried to make a move on him...in fact many girls did...but he did not budge...he only told sharon...sirf tum ho who has his love...and its very rare to find a person like him...even for the rose day, he asked me and rinni...estered us even to know if you're coming anytime soon...he wasn't ready to go to rose day widout you...he was forced by he guys to go with aashi... Sh: yeah I know...he told me... So: wait so you talked to him...wah wah kya baat hai... Sh:wo kuch nahi...for updates..you know cs or ACS hoon...so si: oh please hun..I know you...so don't try lying to me k? Sh: ok fine babes chill...i'll confess...i liked swayam...i love him...loved love and will always love him...i think you know that...so yeah we got into a trial relationship...i told him trial coz I wasn't sure of it...he accepted...he promised me that he'll make me fall in love with him and he did...i fell in love for the first and the last time...i don't know when I did but I still do...realised it when we were apart...for 2 months...the time when we were in a trial relationship...like for 4 months within which I pushed him away...because of the footloose fiasco...i grew attached to him...so attached...so used to him...that when in Delhi I felt incomplete...i didn't like it...i wanted him above everything...that is how I realised..what he means to me...he is a part of my existence...and when the asthma report hit...i broke...i've been broken since...it hurts me more to hurt him. Saying this she broke into tears and said, But even after whatever I did he didn't leave his faith...faith that I will return to him once again...he didn't lose his commitment...his love for me...in fact he loved me more...and all I gave him is hurt...time and time again...hurt both of us...now I don't know if what I'm about to do will heal things...but I can't lose him simmi...i can't stay away from him...he is the reason for my existence...without him I can't...i won't live...he is my everything now...and I know it maybe too late to repair things between us...but I'm going to let him know...he deserves it...fully and completely...he's always deserved the truth. With this sharon started coughing and once she had inhaled the medicine...she looked at her inhaler grimly put it in her bag.
LATER DURING THE DAY:
"swayam mujhe tumgare saath kuch baat karni hai" she said to him. "Ab kya baat baaki hai sharon? Tumne tho sab bata diya na?" "Aaj sham, after everyone has gone, meet me in the atrium" "Fine but it's gonna be a personal call and you are answering my question..." "You'll find out for what I'm calling and yes it is a personal call" "Fine 7p.m. then" "Ok cool". And that was all they spoke to each other the whole day. While they showed indifference to each other, their insides hurt, His with guilt for what he said to her yesterday and for hurting her; and Hers for hurting him by not telling him anything.
7p.m. Atrium
She emerged in a red dress, which kind of resembled one of their best dance costumes. Red a color of love, red which reminded her of the times they spent...emotionally attached to each other. While he emerged in white which was their color of love...everything good and bad had happened in white, they fought in white and they loved each other in white.
As she entered the atrium thinking what to do, she saw him in that shirt...the shirt in which she'd danced with him...reminiscing the times which she cherished, he looked exactly as she'd imagined, just one thing was missing...his smile, he looked grim, making her scared. She set down her bag, and spoke, "You wanted to know why I left dance, why am I pushing you away from me...why I ignored your questions...you'll get your answers now...with one last dance" with that she played the music and started swaying to the music, lost herself in dancing, she poured out everything, her heart her soul, her sorrows, her frustration, everything. She expressed her love for him through her steps. She closed in on him, he who was perfectly synchronized with her, every move perfect when suddenly she fell down coughing wheezing...she ran towards her bag while swayam went after her, asking her what was it, what happened. She spotted her inhaler and inhaled as he watched shocked stunned to react. As his mind registered what was happening...his tears pricked at his eyes. He didn't know what to do, to say...all he knew was she was asthmatic...she was suffering..she just showed him the truth...what he wanted. She turned to him and cried about it. He put an arm around her and pulled her close but she pulled away and said "please don't shed tears swayam, promise me ki mere wajah tum dance ko kabhi nahi chodungi." He looked at her, unable to think further he said I need to leave and left. He reached home to an anxious taani who wondered where he went. He went and locked himself in his room and was engulfed in his tears. All taani could hear was gasps and the noise of things breaking. Worried she phoned rey and asked him to check. Rey arrived and as he opened the door he saw swayam, hands cut and bleeding, white sheets streaked with red. His room was a mess, with broken bits of almost everything. Swayam heard rey enter and hugged him breaking down completely. He stayed over at his place consoling him, asking him to stay strong for her sake.
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