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Chapter 3.
Miracles were just second chances if you really thought about it--second chances when all hope was lost.
Kaya McLaren, How I Came to Sparkle Again
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"I'll take the sofa. You take the bed."
Shravan mumbled as he yawned. His eyes ready to droop down any second, honestly.
This was one of the longest days of their life, they deemed.
It was terribly late in night when they fixed themselves with the dinner, after getting Suman settled in her now 'new' house, properly.
Well, technically they still weren't married.
They had paperwork to finish which would take a week, to even get ready.
But, she had already shifted in with him because to be honest, paperwork or not, a promise that they made to their Nanu was enough for them to acknowledge each other as their better halves.
"..Shravan." Suman, for like the first time in all this while, took his name. Acknowledged him. And Shravan? He was glad that she atleast still had it in her to not spiral down in a shell that was so easy for anybody to retreat in.
"Its your home. Your room. Your bed. And, infact even your sofa.
I'd not feel great if you take the sofa which I'm sure you wouldn't even be comfortable in." She asserted in a soft tone.
"It's going to be your home too. Soon. And as far as the sofa is concerned, from what angle does it not look comfy to you?" Shravan had a little smile playing on his lips.
The situation might have been grave, they had lost somebody they didn't want to, but they had nothing to do about it to make it any better apart from moving on from the whole thing as soon as they could.
"From the length angle, actually." She smiled too. A little bit, but she did.
Her hands swayed to depict what she meant, when she opened up her arms wide to show how tall Shravan was and then reduced the gap between her arms to show how small the sofa was.
Shravan couldn't help but chuckle at that. She was cute.
"Shravan?" She sat cross legged in the middle of the bed.
"Come. I want us to talk."
Perhaps, she wasn't as weak as he thought she might be.
He sat on the edge of the bed and she held his hand in her tiny ones. And it was a miracle, how natural it seemed to both of them. Nothing forced; nothing superficial.
"I have been married before too, Shravan. I don't know, if you know this. And I respect you so much to have agreed to Nanu's last wishes, without so much as hesitating for a minute or questioning at all. I respect you for having taken care of me in the past few hours, even though you owe me nothing. And, I respect you, most importantly, because you let me grieve openly when you yourself were grieving inside. I know you were." Her beautiful dark brown eyes held so much sincerity, so much convinction when she said it.
Shravan had a faint smile not only on his face but also a sweeping wave of calm resided on his heart.
Perchance, this wasn't going to prove as a bad decision afterall, reasoned Shravan in his head.
"So..I was telling you, that this isn't the first time that I have met someone who I have promised to spend all my life with.
I have..have done it earlier too." She muttered softly and looked everywhere but at him.
What was she ashamed of that she wouldn't meet my eyes, thought Shravan.
Shravan squeezed her hand, and that in turn led her to look at him.
He had a confused expression.
"I know..you have been married earlier. Why are you telling me this?" He asks her. Clearly unfazed by how her life earlier was.
"So..you don't mind..it?" Suman looked perturbed by how Shravan didn't look even one bit concerned about her past.
"Look, Suman. I loved Nanu just as much as you did. And, I'm sure he loved us both too, equally. I'm sure he wouldn't want to do wrong for either of us. So if he fixed our alliance, I absolutely trust him.
As far as it is about your marriage. I know; I know you loved Arhaan. And, it saddens me that you couldn't have your lifetime with him. But maybe, this beautiful, beautiful world has built some larger and much more amazing plans for you than you would have ever thought of. And, maybe, just maybe, this world has conspired for us to share our lifetime of happiness and sorrows together. Maybe we.." His hands rocked back and forth between Suman and himself.
"Maybe we are each other's best choices. And maybe we are going to prove to be each other's best sought out, most wonderful plans ever. You get me or did I get too philosphical for you?" Shravan asked and Suman couldn't help but give him a full blown smile.
What was it with not trying another hand at happiness? And why?
They definitely would. They had the right to.
"What you had with Arhaan, I respect it. I know it isn't easy to hop on from one person to another and tell yourself that you are supposed to live with this 'giant tall guy' from now on, and not the one who you loved. But, all I can say to you to assure you is that, this giant-tall man needs one chance and you wouldn't regret it ever. Maybe, we both need one chance. And this will work. I promise.
We will work." Shravan, probably in his law school learnt more than just law. He learnt how to give assurances so good, one might never want to reconsider their options ever again.
But, this one by far was the best he had ever vouched for anything.
"Shravan?" She looked at how easily their hands, their fingers were locked with each others.
"Hmmn?" Shravan's beautiful long fingers held her chin, making her look back in his eyes.
They stayed quiet for few minutes until she decided to speak her mind.
"What if I am never able to love you?"
She was always scared that she might never be able to giver heart to anybody else.
Because her heart, she supposed, had resided with Arhaan; and possibly still did. And even though he didn't want to, he did break it along with his own, in the car crash that took his life.
How was she supposed to give her heart to any other man when she didn't even have it with herself in the first place?
"But what if you do love me?" Shravan smiled and kissed her forehead.
"Goodnight, Sumo."
He already had a nickname for her? One thing that Suman concluded was that he was an easy person to be with, if nothing.
"Goodnight." She nodded.
So, then, the girl with a damaged heart and confused mind slept on the king sized bed. While the giant-tall young man, who had just the same contused and weary heart, but who knew it better when it came to hiding, drifted off to an uncomfortable sleep on the very comfortable sofa.
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Heylo guys.
This is not one of the best chapters I have ever written in all this while. I don't even like it much but I had to build some base. And i suppose it does fulfill that objective.
Also, I AM SUPER SLEEPY. AND SUPER HUNGRY.
So yeah.
Sorry if it was horrible.
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(Im so tired im talking nonsense am I not?)
Also, SHRAMAN ARE GETTING MARRIED? I CAN'T GET THE HANG OF IT AT ALL. OKAY?
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