….It’s Not Time Yet….(finalpt 8 pg 21 )pmz later!! - Page 11

Wonderful ff. Loved the way you potrayed their emotions. I can very well empathise with Ridz and akhil....but can't blame armaan too....it is our human tendency sometimes to ignore..even when we don't intend to. Their are a certain things and relationship in our life which we blindly ignore or never consider as a part....despite of the fact that it hurts them who Love us and care about us.

I m speechless with this part. Great piece of work.

plz continue soon and plz pm me too.

Thanx.

hi everyone. i am back with a quick update amn't i??😆

"Hi"

"Lets get in akhil"

"what wuld u like for dinner"

"hmm…"

"how do u plan to go to school"

"wait.hmmm…I will drop u"

"hmm.. tell me when ur school ends. I will pick u up"

"bye"

"how was ur school"

He reread all the sentences, he has from his father which he has restored in his special book as a special memory. He had been doing it from the day he entered the house. He knew these wuld be the only days and words from his father, he wuld get in these five days. "I want more" he groaned. This being close to his father was making him more selfish. When he never saw his father he never cared abt being with his father, never wished to be close to him, then when he got to know he wuld be with his for five days he felt little happy to know him, but worried too to be close which he wuld be addicted to, now being his father he wanted more, he wished more for his care, his pat, his small encouraging words. It is a general human tendency to wish for more then he gets. That was wat he was doing wishing for more time and proximity with his father.

"don't wish for more akhil, u already got more than what u ever wished for. He will never accept u, never even checked out u after u slept, never sat beside u on bed patting ur head looking at u. don't dream!!!. Live with wat u get. Tomorrow is the last day and I am out of here again to my original happy world with my mother." He thought to himself pulling his sheets over to himself setting the book down beside him.

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""now u realize mom, and dad what u got me into. I told u not to get me married. U have ruined two lives then and now one more added to the suffering. Why don't parents ever give importance to their childrens thoughts. I know parents are to guide their childrens, love them but also they have the responsibility to listen to their childrens, to understand them and to support them. Don't they" he threw his hand up in frustration. His mind was getting blogged with all the thoughts of akhil. He wasn't able to think anything to soothe himself, anything to do things normal. Let every one be out of pain.

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"Akhil, lunch's on the table. Please come soon"armaan knocked at akhil's door letting him know of his presence's. "yes, I am coming. Thanks"akhil shouted from inside. He was reading a book his mother has bought for him. He loved reading books which usually kept him engrossed, he loved being alone reading books. It wasn't abt him not having proper parenting like other, it was just he loved his silence, non-indulgence in others matters. He believed giving anyone any advice is not needed, they are good enough to judge and act accordingly to the situations. He was little unsocial. Lost in his own world. He loved being like that.

"so u liked it?" armaan asked hoping to have a conversation with him. It was their last day together. Till now they didn't have any proper chat with each other. It was just all hi's takecare's thing. It was Sunday so armaan took the opportunity and stayed at home(which he never did,always working at office) to keep company to akhil. Actually he was afraid to leave akhil alone.

"yes," akhil answered eating silently from his plate.

"akhil can we just have a normal chat. Do u hate me. That u never talk to me, only answering me in monosyllabals" armaan asked. It was finally getting on his nerves, not getting any reaction from him. He was trying to have a conversation and what he was getting was being snubbed all the time. He really wanted to clear every bad thinking akhil had abt him. He wanted him to know that his father wasn't too much of a bad guy. He had some reasons to part ways from his mother. He never knew abt akhil, he wanted akhil to know everything. He didn't know what riddhima told him but whatever she told didn't do any good to keep him the good books of akhil, n he hated that.

Akhil looked at him shocked. He never expected any such conversation. No person asks such question. Do they??

"uhmm….uhmm…" he fiddled with his spoon on the plate.

He saw up to see armaan waiting for his reply.

"to be truthful, I don't know anything to hate abt u. what are u?? a complete stranger" akhil answered shrugging his shoulders. He just stated out what was in his mind.

"see akhil, I don't know what ur mother told u. but u should know there is some reason from myside for leaving ur mother. It was her choice." Armaan said completely not believing wat he said. Armaan felt that he was just trying to make him not feel odd, or was just afraid of him. " uhmm… see uhmm….uhmm" he wasn't able to decide how to address him, as dad or sir or something else. Whatif he got offended was all he culd think. It was easy for armaan to call him by his name but wat was he to do. " My mother really didn't say anything against u" akhil said leaving out the addressing part. He looked up at armaan to make the point clear that his mother has said against him or blamed him for anything. "Nor did she say anything for u. she told me how u both got married with no wish to marry each other. U didn't like her. That's it. U need not worry abt ur reputation in my books. However u will never see me after this day. So no need to worry" akhil said in one go getting up from his chair moving towards his room. Armaan called him not wanting him to leave his food for the discussion. "Really…u need not worry. I never hated u . now since I met u I wuld never hate u rest of my life because I now know that u truly are not a bad man, u just lose the emotions." Akhil said truthfully looking at him which left armaan speechless. "Hmm…. I completed my lunch. So don't worry" akhil said finally moving into his room breaking their awkward eyelock.

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"You are so much like her. I now realize. The same emotion, the same understanding, the same loving smile." He spoke lightly as he sat beside akhil on bed patting his hair lightly. It was night now. They didn't have any chat the rest of the day. Akhil was locked in his room with his books while armaan was struggling with his thought. He realized how much matured akhil was. He was relieved that akhil never hated him, was thankful to riddhima. She was really a woman with beautiful heart and unfiltered emotions. She understood him perfectly well, took up his negligence all the year till she knew abt akhil in him.

"I am thankful u never hated me akhil. I am sorry for all the pain I have caused to u and ur mother. I am sure u both will forgive me for the two most beautiful people u are." He said gently taking his small hands into his. He found a book on his bedside table. When he entered the room he was surprised to find the whole room filled with books. He was avid reader he thought to himself. He turned the pages to find a beautiful lines written by him dedicated to his friend

"subdued by my solitude was i,

when she entered my life,

matching the frequencies,

that never matched with others,

claiming an authority,

unknown to me,heartily welcomed,

becoming my first bestest friend,

the one i love and wuld always love."

(actually it's something I have written for my best friend. I took her permission to write it over here.)

I hope my lack of presence didn't turn u against having any friends,anyone close to u or have thrown u into a pool of depression. He thought as he read the poem.

"sweet dreams" he wished kissing him as he put the book back on the desk. Akhil smiled deeply in his dreams. I love ur smile. Armaan said lightly pulling the sheets over akhil,gently patting him.

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love habs

hi nruti

thanks for teh comment.

yes akhil surely mature for his age. i love him a lot. 😆

armaan surely realises it.

takecare.