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Chapter 7 Haunted Memories part 2

One Year After Priya's death

There was something strikingly fallacious with weather. Thunder storm was definitely marking its path towards the dark night. The sound of thunder was really scary like it was telling some horrendous stories to the night. Dark night had stored this hidden truth under the pages. The pages which were never confronted anyone's eyes before. It was still mystery that Geet never came across this diary before. Probably it was stored for this dark night to reveal.

Unwavering breeze had made her room chaotic. Geet tried to close windows of her room, but it was in vain. Suddenly the pages of one diary fell open in the middle of the room. The diary flew from her cupboard to the ground. The diary which was probably never intended to be read swung open with the flow of air.

The diary was like some forbidden fruit which was never supposed to be eaten but she found it today. That diary was written by Priya, in her year of grief after Divorce. Priya'd opened those pages of her life in that diary which was written after her divorce when she wasn't talking to anyone.

Probably this diary was the only support she held on to let out her pain and suffering.

The image of Priya flashed in Geet's eyes, her teary eyes and wrinkled face. Tears had covered Geet's eyes and which made her vision blurry. She wiped her eyes with her dupatta as she was impatient to read Priya's diary.

The first page of Diary,

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. The statement of lover was "I fell in love" it defined the deep down fall and only few could rise from this fall but those who got successful in rising, probably the most fortunate people on the earth. I discovered though very late that I wasn't one of those people. I just fell but never learned to rise from the fall."

That brought tears in Geet's eyes and again blurry vision worked as a barricade against her reading. These two paragraphs were enough for her to somersault her emotions for getting over this scary night. With heavy heart, she was waiting for the Sun to rise with the new rays of hope as she fell asleep whilst holding this diary in her hand which was lying over her chest now.

When she woke up, she heard her mother was calling for her so she instantly hid this diary under her pillows and she began her new day.

After finishing the busy day of her life, she again ended up with the same diary in her hand and she read the page two of diary.

"I never believed that love word was so whimsical but now I have to believe it. The excitement of love made me entrust love more than my own life. I flew through those emotions and never realized that it was capricious in nature. The same belief which I held for many years for love was broken one day; still my heart never lost faith from love. I tried to convince my heart many times that love was fickle and I should accept the reality but who knew that emotions could take over life. I wasn't even sure that I lost the game of love or I won it. My soul had already been sacrificed for the love and now just this bloody body left with me. In that case, I actually won the game but of course it was the matter of perception. I believe that someday, someone will understand me and they wouldn't regret my decision and my life."

Each line was filled with emotions and totally at Achilles' heel of love. Probably tears would never leave her eyes if she continued reading this saga of love and hidden philosophy in it.

She was about to flip through the next page and her phone rang. It broke her concentration and she returned to her daily chores.

A very next day at night, she again flipped through pages, and read page number three.

"I always thought that prince charming and Cinderella stories would happen with me. It did happen or at least I thought that it did, when I found him, when I fell in love with him. I was mesmerized by the concept of eternal love but never thought that nothing is eternal in this world.

I swam through the era of eternality and then through the era of darkness. I wonder which one was better. Now I think about it, I felt that both were similar in many ways. It was never a question of which one was better. It was a question of which one you chose for yourself. Mostly people chose era of eternality as they think that it is the romantic feelings which you cherish for forever. But they forgot that era of eternal love also come with the baggage of responsibility, and a baggage of commitment. And only few could fulfill this responsibility and commitment. Nonetheless, I never considered that it was a mistake of lovers when love didn't work. It was a wrong decision probably to begin with. I don't possess any power to make this statement."

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Chapter 8 Rainy Lunch

Present:

She was sitting in the same temple where he proposed her. The tears mixed with rain very well that nobody could predict that she was crying.

Rain carried a soft corner in her heart. It was raining when she was born, it was raining when she went to school for the first time, it was raining when she fell from bicycle for the first time, it was raining when she decided to pursue CA career, it was raining when she went for lunch with him for the first time and it was raining when he proposed her.

She couldn't forget the day when he took her to lunch.

Her mind reached to the different world and there was a weak smile on her face whilst thinking about that event.

Flashback:

Second week at KA,

They were working on this crazy project for about four days but still it was nowhere near end. She was getting frustrated as it was her first project and she wasn't able to finish it on time.

She was supposed to finish it in a week and it is already last day of the week.

Lone tear made her eyes moist, she was unhappy with herself, she was unhappy with her performance; she tried everything which was within her range. She couldn't sleep during this week; she was working from home over nights. She lost her appetite. The only thing she knew was work.

She was disappointed as she couldn't complete her task.

He sensed restlessness in her, he saw the lone tear and he noticed that she was fidgeting.

"Geet, what's going on? You look worried?"He asked her softly though avoiding her gaze, pretending to be concentrated on worksheet.

She didn't speak and she wiped her tears and composed herself instantly and started working.

She replied, "Nothing"

He said, "Geet, you look so pale and weak. You should eat something. Have you had lunch?"

She replied, "No"

He suggested, "Let's go for a lunch."

She was little surprised by his behavior but then she also wanted to go, they never talked anything except work during this week, this was the first time where they talked something else.

Many times Maan thought to talk something else but their schedule didn't permit. He was happy with one reality that now he got a chance to see her daily. He got a chance to stare at her daily whilst she didn't notice. He got a chance to get lost in her beauty. He got a chance to dream her daily'.a day dreaming whilst finding her in front of eyes.

She grabbed her purse and they left in his car. He opened the door for her and started car engine only when he was sure that she was settled down on her car seat. She gave a light smile to him whilst he was driving.

Rain started suddenly, like it was meant to rain. It wasn't a rainy season hence it wasn't expected. It was supposed to be surprising for them, but it wasn't. It felt like happy rain. It felt like rain was suggesting something to them. It felt like rain also wanted them to remember this day and to make it special.

Though they were inside the car, she opened the window glass and slightly stretched her arms out to feel the droplets on her skin. She was kind of feeling free, far from the entire world, being herself. Whilst driving, he was stealing glances at her. He couldn't believe that this beauty was actually sitting right beside him. He wanted to touch her but he couldn't. Luckily her dupatta was on the gears and he touched her dupatta and felt a sensation. Rain worked like a premonition for them, something was going to happen. Some seeds were going to be planted for a good beginning.

Sejal

I know I took so long to update this FF. Sorry for the delay but hope you have enjoyed this ride so far. I will try to update this regularly now. My each FF has some different style of emotions. Here it works totally differently hence I am not sure about your reaction.

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