ARHI FF: Dive to the Dark [LAST Chapter-p.98] - Page 65

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I actually wrote this 2 days ago but I was a lazy biotch.

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CHAPTER 25: 3 Flowers Under the Blue Moon

Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone,
Without a dream in my heart,
Without a love of my own,
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for,
You heard me saying a prayer for,
Someone I could care for,

And then there suddenly appeared before me,
Someone my arms could really hold,
I heard you whisper "Darling please adore me,"
And when I looked to the moon it had turned to gold,

Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone,
Without a dream in my heart,
Without a love of my own.

Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own

~0oOO0~

'But why,' Anjali wondered. Her eyes travelled everywhere but she could not see a soul in sight. Anjali walked outside, hoping a small stroll through the gardens would clear her foggy mind.

~0oOO0~

Anjali walked through the dozens of flowers, the dews on their petals gleaming with a blue hue in the light of the moon. Her brother had gardened these flowers with his own hands, and the care he had provided for the flowers had made the flowers tall, as if the stems were reaching for the skies. But it was Arnav's choice of flowers that had made Anjali fall in love with the garden.

In the garden, there were three special flowers that had been planted separately. These flowers had their own space and every night when Anjali was afraid to go back to her lonely bed, Anjali went to these 3 flowers for assurance and in the moonlight, these flowers gave her hope.

Each of these three flowers had a special story behind them...

The first was the calla lily.

Anjali had been reading a book on the hammock when Arnav had ran inside the garden with the calla lily seeds in his hand.

Anjali was surprised, but it was by the look in Arnav's eyes, not by the seeds in his hand. Anjali, like any older sister, demanded to know the reason behind Arnav's happiness and Arnav told Anjali how he had met the girl of his dreams.

[Flashback BEGINS (2 years ago in the garden)]

Anjali looked up at her smiling brother.

"So, what's her name?"

Anjali laughed at how brightly her brother blushed.

"Awww, Arnav tell me! I need to know the name of the girl who is bringing khushi to our home! Arrey! Look at how red you are!"

"Khushi'" Arnav whispered.

"So the name fits the job! Your Khushi brings you Khushi? What an idea! Awww'"

"Di, go to Shyam!"

"First tell me...why did you buy flower seeds? Are you going to give this Khushi girl flowers? How romantic Chotte, so shweeet!!!"

"No Di, it's not like that. I just wanted to put these here because...'"

"Don't hesitate Chotte! No secrets between us, remember?"

"Well, the calla lily...'"

"Calla lily what??? Hurry tell me!"

"It represents magnificent beauty."

"AWWW! You are too cute! Wait until I tell your Jijaji! My Chotte is smitten and love sick over a girl!"

"Di!"

"Chotte!"

"Di, please'"

"Okay baba! Go plant your flowers."

[Flashback ENDS (2 years ago in the garden)]

Suddenly a second memory popped up. This one was not as happy or sweet. It was the memory of the second flower, the yellow tulip.

The yellow tulip was there for hopeless love. For unrequited love and for unanswered love, Anjali had seen Arnav plant the tulip right after Arnav had found out that Shyam and Khushi had an affair.

[Flashback BEGINS (1 year ago in the garden)]

"Arnav! I have something to tell you!!! Arnav!... Arnav?...are you crying?, come here."

"No Di, it's nothing."

"Arnav! Your mouth can lie to me, but teri aakhai (your eyes) they cannot lie to me, Arnav, they just can't."

"Di...Shyam-"

"Shyam what!?! What's wrong with him? Devi Maiyaa'"

Anjali fainted then.

"Di! Di! Are you are you listening? Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

Arnav shook Anjali, not bothering to hide the tears this time. If anything happened to his sister... then miraculously Anjali awoke.

"Chotte'what happened?"

"Nothing Di'.you had something to tell me?"

"Chotte! The best news ever! Tum Mama banani valey hoi! (Your about to be an uncle!)"

"Di'that's great. Congrats'"

"Where's Khushi? I have to tell her immidately! Oh this is so wonderful! You guys are getting married and now I'm pregnant...Devi Maiyaa has blessed us and done so much for us!"

"I don't think she's done anything for us. That's why I don't believe in her!"

"Chotte!...wait what's that in our hand?"

"Yellow Tulip seeds"

"And what do yellow tulips mean, my Mali (gardener)?"

"You really want to know? Fine. It's for love that's unreturned. It's for when you love someone but they f**king love someone else. Someone else even though you gave your stupid heart to this person."

Anjali watched in confusion and shock as her Arnav stomped away and planted the yellow tulips in anger with only one person in his mind: Khushi.

[Flashback ENDS (1 year ago in the garden)]

It was ironic. The beautiful and breathtaking flowers of bright yellow were never meant for Arnav. He had not known it but Anjali had- Khushi loved Arnav more than Arnav could imagined. It was Anjali, who had selflessly loved Shyam, it was Anjali whose love had never been returned. Unknowingly, Khushi and Arnav always returned there love for each other with the smallest actions but for Anjali...destiny and love had other plans apparently.

Anjali sighed in despair and decided to walk to the third flower. It was by far the most beautiful and Anjali's most favorite flower.

The last flower was the red rose.

Its delicate petals were arranged around the beautiful soft opening but the velvety flower deceived individuals with its prickly thorns.

It was a breathtaking beauty, a masterpiece of nature and what was more stunning was the flowers fragrance that assaulted the nose with its pleasant smell and created havoc to the senses.

Anjali remembered when Arnav planted this splendor. It was a week after Khushi had come back, on the day Anjali and Khushi had made up.

[Flashback BEGINS]

"Di...Today I know what true love is."

"Oh really? This is coming from the one who doesn't believe in true love?"

"Well...After seeing you and Khushi in the kitchen, it hit me after 24 years. True Love is : Trust, Romance, Understanding, Excitement, Listening, Overcoming, Valuing, and Everything. True Love is EVERYTHING."

(The underlined letters all spell out TRUE LOVE!!! I'm crazy I know!)

Anjali then quietly watched as Arnav planted the red rose for his long and true love: Khushi.

Anjali quietly listened to her Chotte, the man of few words, talk animatedly and non-stop about how Khushi was the best thing in the world that ever happened to him.

His chatter showed Anjali what REAL love was like.

[Flashback ENDS]

Real love...

That's when Anjali felt it again.

Her heart was rapidly beating.

Each pulse felt electric to her.

This time, Anjali also felt a magnetic pull. A pull so powerful, that all Anjali could do was follow it. Anjali then took an irrational step, something Anjali had not done since Shyam had told the truth. For the first time since Anjali had divorced...

...Anjali followed the pull of her heart.

~0oOO0~

It took all of the man's willpower to not run towards the beauty who was roaming the gardens in the middle of the night. But he waited, knowing that Anjali would come to him by herself before the night is over. Anjali would listen to her heart. She would bloody do it someday and the man would bloody wait until she did.

But then fate played her own game in the situation.

The man felt the gun at the back of his head.

"Turn around!" Arnav yelled.

Slowly, the man rotated 180 degrees to come face to face with Arnav's livid face. But the man chuckled when Arnav's angry face turned bewildered, surprised, confused and then angry once again.

"AMAN!?!"

~0oOO0~

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