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Chapter 6
Here is Part 2 of the Shraman conversation! This is a SUPER LONG chapter, so it is going to take a while.
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"I think I understand where you are coming from." He says after a moment. "But she left us, Sumo. Nirmala Ahuja left us for another man and made a family with him, forgetting about the son and husband she had."
"Actually, it's Nirmala Malhotra Shravan, not Nirmala Ahuja."
The speed with which he turns his head gives me a whiplash but the utter horror and distrust in his eyes and face churn my insides.
"What?!"
"Your mother never remarried Shravan. She never divorced your father. She is still Ramnath Malhotra's wife and Mr. Ahuja was just her friend who helped her when she was at the lowest."
I see the color draining from his face and I know this conversation is going to go downhill very quickly before it even picks up and I am afraid of what is waiting for us at the other side.
"Do you even realize what you are saying?!" He whisper yells and pulls his hand away from mine roughly.
I try to hold is hand once-again but he just pulls it back and honestly, that hurt more than anything. Pulling my hands back to my lap I continue with the first revelation of the night.
"It's the truth," I say slowly and softly. "Nirmala Aunty never re-married and she never divorced your father. In fact, she never left you or your father willingly. She was forced to leave by your father because he didn't like her working; didn't like her independence and her not being dependent on him. So, one day when you were in school they had a massive fight and Ramnath Uncle told her to leave you and him because he had no place for a woman who was selfish.
"But you know what, Shravan? She came back. She came to take you with her but Ramnath Uncle had intervened before she could come to you. She told him that she would fight for you and that was when you father threatened her saying that he would drag her to court and malign her in every way possible so that she could never meet you, ever again. By that time, Ramnath Uncle was well known by the lawyers around him for his stance against anything unjust and had he uttered anything about your mother, it was his word against hers; so she left."
All this while I was telling him the truth about his parents I watch Shravan's face and I see it go from furiousness on the allegations on his father to a mix of confusion, anger, and more hurt. He eyes are bright with all the unshed tears as I put the last piece to the puzzle of his parents' separation.
"She tried again, to reach you somehow but by then you were off to London and she couldn't contact you."
Taking a staggering breath, he gets up from the cot and walks, once again, to the railing, gripping it tightly. A minute or two might have passed when he pushed away furiously and marched and stood in front of me his chest heaving with the fast pants.
"10 years." He whispers menacingly. "She had 10 years to contact me, all she had to do was ask Nanu and she would have known where I was. Hell, she could have asked you! And it's not like she didn't know I was in Oxford, Sumo. She could have caught a flight, and mind you my father wouldn't have known, and come to me. All she had to do was come to me! I wanted my mother. I needed her when I was all alone trying to find my place in a world I had no idea if I belonged in. I needed her comforting touch, her voice telling me that it would be fine. That I would be fine.
So, even if what you just told me did happen between my parents and even if I do believe you, how does that change the fact that she left me and never looked back.How could you not see it, Sumo?" He spits out, finishing the last sentence by punching the pillow beside me to get his words across.
The hurt, the hurt in his voice reminds me of all the pain that he silently went through when we were kids. All the memories of him coming crying to me in search of solace come rushing back and I'm hit with the weight of those memories. The truth is, I can handle any version of Shravan, the one that hated me, the one that is angry with me, the one that is happy or sad, but the one Shravan I can never bear to look at is the one that he is in front of me right now. Broken, scared, lost. My arms itch to hold him close to me and not let him go; cocoon him so close that I become a shield from anyone or anything that has or tries to hurt him in the future. Even from myself.
I reach out to put my hand on his closed fist but hesitate for a minute before pulling it back on my lap.
"I know, Shravan because I did see everything; sometimes more than you would have wanted me to. I know she hurt with the ignorance because let's admit it that's the truth. She went ahead with her life and she might not have exactly started another family but she didn't actively seek you out as well and--"
"And yet you tried to bring her in my life, yet you tried to mend the gaps between us. You say you saw everything Sumo but did you really?" He interrupts me in a broken voice.
This time I do put my hand on his hand and hold it a reassuring hold; not too tight but not too softly either. "I did that for you. I wanted you to get a closure because somewhere deep down inside you, you questioned how the woman who loved you with everything she had could leave you in the blink of an eye and not even turn back to look at you and know how you were. you wanted answers but you had no one to give them to you. Me bringing Nirmala Aunty to you was to help you move on. From all the hate that you have, from the pain that you have carried for the last 10 years, from the thousand and one questions that you always wanted the answers to and knew that she was the only one who could give it to you.
"I am not denying that she didn't wrong you because she did. Hell, she only met you because I had pushed her to tell you the truth because you deserved it. I didn't do anything for her, I did it for you. You. My best friend because no matter what you think of me, Shravan I will always want the best for you even when you have convinced yourself that you don't."
While I was talking to him, Shravan had changed his position and moved to sit on the floor in front of me, his upper body leaning on my legs. As I finish, I feel wetness on my hand and I look down to see tears free-flowing down his cheeks. The hurt and pain still marring his eyes but with that, I see a light of understanding. He finally understood my intentions behind my actions and it felt so good to be understood by him once again.
Freeing my hand from his hold, I see a sliver of fear in his eyes before it vanishes as I put my both my palms on his cheeks and hold his face. I swipe the tears away with my thumbs but it does little to help.
My giant of a man is broken and ten years worth of pain and secrets are finally being set free.
"It was for you. It will always be for you." I whisper, staring intently at him to get my point across.
"Sumo." He murmurs in a broken whisper.
It's a while after he wipes his tears away and tries to compose himself. He shifts his position from leaning on my legs to sitting beside me, still on the floor, but now leaning his back on the cot. He keeps staring ahead, his silence contemplative.
"How do I believe what you said, Sumo?" He murmurs again.
And with that one question and my already broken heart breaks again.
"How do I believe what you said when you haven't trusted me enough and your actions in the past months say otherwise?"
It's the truth. How can he trust me when I couldn't trust him with the secret I've guarded against anyone? Especially him. I move down from the cot to site beside him on the floor. Our knees touch each other and the occasional faint brush of our arms is the only physical contact we have.
"I guess, you don't. You can just have a little bit faith and know that I would never joke about something like this to you ever." I say to him in a soft voice because I know that he knows that no matter what I do, this is something that I will never lie to him about. Not when he came up and asked me, even though I would have wanted the circumstances to be different.
"Why did you agree to marry Aditya?"
He spoke so quietly that I had to figure out what he said.
"What?"
"That's my second question of the night. Why did you say yes to a marriage with Aditya?"
Truth number two of the night, here we go.
"Because of Nanu," I say it as such like it answers all the questions he wants. At the confused look on his face, I go ahead and I once again word vomit and let him know everything.
"The day you came to PCT when you broke all ties between us, hours later I got a call from Preeti telling me that Nanu had a heart attack. I was already numb from what had happened in the day and when I got to know about Nanu, my world was falling apart. When I reached home the doctor had already administered the medicines and had a nurse to look after him all night. He was okay but he could be better. The one thing that Nanu has always worried himself about is that once he leaves --" my throat lumps when the unwanted thought of Nanu not being with me enters my mind but I speak past it. "--me I would be all alone in this world with no one to call my own, so he always wished for me to get married to guy who would love me and care for me, who would keep me first in his life, so when the next day Nirmala Aunty came to meet him and got to know about his wish she asked for my hand and it was like life was restored in him. He then called me and asked me to get married to Aditya and I tried to go around that question because his health was more important than anything else for me. But he was adamant, he wanted me to get married and for him, Aditya was the perfect match. I tried and tried and tried to go around the topic but he wouldn't budge and then he refused to take any medication until I said yes. And I did. I said yes, because his health came first, even before what I wanted at that moment."
"What did you want, Sumo?" I am brought back from the happening of the day when Shravan asked me that question.
"What I didn't want was to get married to Aditya, if that is what you want to know," I answer his unspoken question.
"Was there someone else?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't you tell Nanu? He would have agreed to that Sumo." He says hurridly and I detect that he is getting uncomfortable with the idea of me wanting someone else.
"It didn't matter, Shravan." I turn my face to the other side so that he can't see the anguish on my face.
"Why?" He asks brokenly.
"Because the person that I wanted to marry and spend my life hated me, so much so that he broke all ties with me and everything that was related to us," I confess.
I turn just in time to see his face pale as understanding dawns on him that the person that I am talking wanting to my spend the rest of my life is him.
"Sumo?" His eyes and words ask the unspoken question, hoping that what he is thinking is right and I can just nod at him in acknowledgment that he is right.
"Why?"
"Why didn't I tell Nanu?" I interrupt knowing where he was going with the question.
He shakes his head wordlessly, his eyes asking a hundred questions searching for answers in me and I give him the truth, even if hurts I tell him the truth.
"You weren't an option anymore, Shravan. You broke all ties and you weren't an option anymore. You hated me and how could I tell Nanu that the one person I wanted more than my next breath hated me with everything he was? How could I tell him that when I knew my actions during Preeti and Puskar's wedding hurt you and there was literally nothing I could do to stop that? If I didn't speak to you, you were hurt. If I didn't look at you if I tried to ignore you if I didn't ask for your help, if I said something that you didn't like, when I didn't agree with you, when I did something that you didn't like the end result was the same. You. Were. Hurt. Everytime. And I couldn't do anything about it!" I finish on a frustrated shout.
I get up from my spot and start pacing up and down in front of him. I tear away the pins from my hair and throw them on the floor with frustration. Angry that I hurt him, angry that I couldn't stop my actions, angry with the situation I was put into.
"Sumo " came his quiet plea for me to stop tearing the pins from my head, to stop hurting myself but I needed that. I needed to feel the pain after everything I did to him. I spin on my heels to face towards him and in the most painstaking, voice words left my mouth.
"Do you know how it feels when you are being pulled from all directions? Do you know how it feels when you see your dreams being crushed in front of your eyes, no less by the person that you looked up to? Do you know what it feels like to give the one thing you wanted the most in the world so that you could other happy even if you are miserable? Do you know what it feels like when you are bound by a promise where any decision you take will lead to pain? Do you know what it feels like to be in a rock and hard place and there is not a single person to anchor you because nobody can see beyond what they want to see? Do you know what it feels like to live with this crushing pain that sits like a boulder on your chest getting heavier with each passing day and there is not a single thing you can do about it?
That's what I have been feeling for the past month and there was not a single thing I could do about it. Not a single person I could speak about and it is killing me. I can't keep any more secrets, Shravan. I don't have it in me anymore; I am not strong enough anymore to bear the burden of everyone's expectations. I am tired of fighting and... and I don't have any fight left in me anymore." I cry out.
The boulder is finally getting off my chest and is bursting out in the open and what I said was the truth. I am tired of fighting against everything and everyone, trying to prove my worth to people, trying to find a place where I belong, tired of trying to find love in people and being disappointed every time.
My shoulders shake as I cry and cry and cry. Suddenly I feel a strong pair of arms wrap around me and pull me into a comforting hug. His hug is tight enough and is telling me to let it all go, that he is there to catch me, I just need to take the leap of faith and he will be there to catch me and save me from falling deep down the rabbit hole.
This is what I craved. I wanted someone to just get me without my saying anything. They didn't even have to force me to tell them what's wrong, I would have been happy knowing that someone what just there. That they cared enough to realize that something was wrong and it was troubling me.
It's after sometime when I push away from him, wiping my tears away and taking deep breaths to calm myself. "It's okay. I'm okay. Sorry for that, I had a moment of weakness." I apologize.
"Even the strongest of us fall off the wagon. It's okay to let go, Sumo. You are human, there is only so much you can take before you burst." He says softly and I don't think he realizes the way his words affect me.
"Anyway, that's why I said yes. Nanu's health was more important for me at that time."
I look up to see a contemplative look on his face, like he trying to figure out something.
"What secret are you talking about? What have you been hiding from all of us?"
Of course. Of course, that is what he picks up from all that I said. For a minute I contemplate about not telling him the secret and I think he figured out what was going in my head because he warns me immediately.
"You promised to be honest, Sumo."
I am agitated and it leaks in the words I speak. "I know! I just... I don't know how you'll take it. Hell, you might not even believe me because we all know that you believe your father to be always right."
"Papa? What has he got to do with it?"
And it hits me what I blurted in the heat of the moment.
"Shravan..."
"Sumo. The truth. What did you mean by saying that Papa is always right?"
"Isn't that the truth though, Shravan? For you, your father can do no wrong but the thing is that he has made mistakes and it cost a lot of people some of the best moments."
His face is contorting with confusion and anger. "What are you saying? What mistakes has he made?"
"Fine. On the day of Pushkar and Preeti's sangeet rehearsal you asked why I was ignoring you, right? Well, it was because of your father. The day you called me to the cafe for coffee because you had something important to tell me, your father came to my house and told me that he didn't like me because I tried to make you meet Nirmala Aunty. He said, that I am just like her, selfish, independent, business oriented. He told me to stay away from you and threatened me that if I didn't comply with his demand he would not let Pushkar and Preeti get married. I mean, he actually gave me a blank cheque."
Shravan literally gets in my face, furious with what I have said. "Do you even realize what you are saying? That's my father you are accusing." He spits.
"Yes. I know what I am saying." I answer back calmly. "I mean, didn't you ever wonder why, the Sumo who was so happy to be around you, was happy where we were in our friendship suddenly started to ignore you? When I didn't answer your calls or messages? Didn't you ever wonder that the Sumo who was so excited to meet you for coffee in the morning suddenly didn't have the time to meet you?"
With every passing question, I can see that anger dissipating little by little and actually thinking.
"He told me, Shravan. He told me to stay away from you in return for a smooth marriage for Pushkar and Preeti.
"Now when I think about it, I know I should have let you on what was happening but at that time I couldn't see an option. You love your father and I know the importance he holds in your life so I didn't want to come in between no matter how it hurt."
"Okay, let us agree that Papa did do what you said, it was so easy for you to give up on me? On us?"
"No, it wasn't. But you would have done what I did. I owe this family a lot, Shravan. They took me in after Maa and Papa passed away. They gave me the best of what they could. Yes, as I grew older we had more disagreements than I would have wanted and yes, I have been made feel like a burden more times than I can count but I can't deny what they've done for me. They gave me a place to stay, even though no one was obligated. They could have easily refused to take me in and I wouldn't have been where I am today. So, like I said, I owe them a lot even if it meant keeping my happiness aside and doing what was right for them."
"You're wrong, I wouldn't have--"
"Really Shravan? You wouldn't?" I interrupt him. "Didn't you put your family first when you came with Kamini Chachi to check the receipts? Didn't you put your family first when you tried to get the sangeet venue changed because there was a status your Chachi wanted to live up too, especially knowing that it was not possible for us and never in our wildest would we have taken money from you, especially Nanu? Didn't you put your Chachi and her demands first after my family begged to have the wedding at home instead of the five-star place she wanted? Didn't you put your father first every single time when I tried to say anything, even now? So tell me Shravan, how is it any different to what I have done? Because it was you and not me? Or was it because you weren't actually hurting me but the other way round?"
He knows. We both know that had the tables been turned he would have done the same. He would have ignored me, he would have left my messages and calls go unanswered, he would have found ways to go around me because it boils down to the same thing. We may be poles apart in every aspect of our life but the one thing we have in common is that we can do anything for our families.
We both are standing, facing each other, the length of the cot the only thing separating us. We are lost in our thoughts, trying to digest the truths that have been set free tonight.
It could have been a second, or a minute or an hour passed when Shravan spoke keeping the promise he made to me before everything happened.
"I made you a promise in the beginning that I wouldn't leave here until I've heard everything and I haven't. There is still one thing left. After what you told me, I have an idea but I want to hear it from. Give the truth."
"You want to know what I feel about you?"
He nods his head once.
"What I feel for you cannot be described. All that I know is that... I love you, Shravan Malhotra."
At my confession I see his eyes snap up to me, burning with an emotion that I can't put a name on.
"I have loved you for the last 10 years. I have waited for 10 years to tell you this but I could never muster up the courage. When you left for London, I missed you, I missed you so much and I understood that but what I didn't understand until later was the emptiness that I felt when every time I turned and you weren't there. And that's when I knew, that what I felt for you, what I still feel you for you is something more than a love shared among two best friends. I wanted to apologize to you but I didn't know how you would react so I waited for you to come back after your first year at Oxford because what I did was so wrong on so many levels and you deserved an apology with me standing in front of you. But you didn't come. Year after year after year, I waited but you never came. I tried to send you a friend request but I was scared that you just wouldn't feel the same anymore so I did something else. I wrote you letters, so many of them, and birthday cards that I never mailed because I chickened out. I have 10 years worth of memories stored in a box for you so that when the time came I could give to you but then something happened one after the other and I couldn't do that too. And now here we are, standing on the terrace confessing what I should have ages ago, had I just had enough strength." I finish with a sad smile.
I look up to see his face one last time to find absolute devastation. I need to hug him rises once again but I stop myself because this is not what either of us needs. We need to feel the pain of our doings, me more than him, to get over it and maybe, just maybe we would find each other once again at the end of the tunnel.
He takes a small step away from the cot. Another step. One other. Until he spins around and walks down the terrace and out of the house. I see him in the driveway, walking to his car. He looks up once and finds me looking at him before he sits in the car and drives away from Tiwari Killa.
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Finally, it's done! All the secrets, promises and confessions are out in the open and have left our most beloved couple scarred.
I REALLY hope you have enjoyed this chapter and felt the hurt and pain that Shravan and Sumo felt *fingers crossed*
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Until next chapter... *starfishes on bed with exhaustion*
Originally posted by: Arpi1234
Wow 👏 so good...
All the pain, anger, hurt, truth, realization everything comes out..
Very much needed this conversation between the two..
So, even if what you just told me did happen between my parents and even if I do believe you, how does that change the fact that she left me and never looked back no explanation to this question doesn't matter how much anyone try..
The truth is, I can handle any version of Shravan, the one that hated me, the one that is angry with me, the one that is happy or sad, but the one Shravan I can never bear to look at is the one that he is in front of me right now. Broken, scared, lost true...
We also saw sumo's side of story, how much she is in debt, how much she owes to her mamaji, nanaji?..
This piece is absolutely brilliant..
Update soon..
Love
Smita
"It was for you. It will always be for you." I whisper, staring intently at him to get my point across.
"Sumo." He murmurs in a broken whisper.
Originally posted by: CarpeDiem_
All she had to do was come to me! I wanted my mother. I needed her when I was all alone trying to find my place in a world I had no idea if I belonged in. I needed her comforting touch, her voice telling me that it would be fine. That I would be fine."It was for you. It will always be for you." I whisper, staring intently at him to get my point across.
"Sumo." He murmurs in a broken whisper.
I get up from my spot and start pacing up and down in front of him. I tear away the pins from my hair and throw them on the floor with frustration. Angry that I hurt him, angry that I couldn't stop my actions, angry with the situation I was put into.Of course. Of course, that is what he picks up from all that I said. For a minute 😆Sumans frustration Shravans hurt has really come out well..!Nice read! !