ok this is my first time. i am trying to write a short story on ArTi. do tell me how is it. should i continue. Again. watever i write is pure fiction 😉 😉 😉
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HER POV
I was draped in a red chiffon sari. Sindoor, mangalsutra, everything which I never ever got in my long tenure, I got it today.
I went towards him with a heavy heart. My feet did not seem to move. These were the last moments. I wanted the time to stop'to freeze. I wanted to live this time and yet not. But nothing of the sort happened. I had to carry on'move ahead. I approached him'.maybe for the last time. He was looking straight, away from me'it was the scene or did he not want to look at me. I closed the distance between us. I wanted to touch him, wipe his tears; I wanted to look into his eyes'the most expressive eyes on this earth. But no! I couldn't. How much ever I yearned to I couldn't. I felt like bird that has been caged. I moved away. Is this it? Will I never be this close to him? Will I never get chance to get irritated anymore? Will he never tease me, pull my legs, show off, and crack stupid jokes,call me his wife? Did he ever care for me, don't we have anything between us'does he love me? Do I love him?
I moved away. My last steps and away from him. I looked back and smiled. May its not like I thought. Maybe there's nothing'no sparks. No feelings. Nothing at all. I turned back and completed my exit.
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HIS POV
Kya hua'yeh? Kab hua yeh? Why can't the wretched song stop for once? I hated to relate my situation to this song. No this can't happen. I thought no one was supposed to leave. Then how did the decision change overnight? This is unacceptable. This is not done. No this isn't.
My thoughts or rather anger was interrupted by a familiar aura. I could feel her near me. She was near me. Its always hard to explain how I feel when she is close to me. Its awesome. It sweet. It beautiful. Its'..Tears brimmed up my eyes. Mayank was crying right? But my heart was crying. It was bleeding and paining. Nupur was going away. She was going away. I could not even watch her moving away. My job didn't allow me to. She is going. She is going. She'is gone. Would I ever be able to tell her? Will shes not accept. Does she even feel the same? No she doesn't. Maybe she never did. And maybe she will never. I and her can never be us.
CUT!!
As soon as those words came out of the director's mouth. I got up and made my way out! I rushed I out. I turned deaf ears to call of the crew, did not even look at her while walking past her. Let it get stalled, I don't care! Why should i? Do they care? Or does she care.
I banged the vanity door behind me. I need silence. I need peace. I need someone to lean on to. I need someone to open my heart to. I need her.
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