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Ok, thank you all so much for liking the previous parts. I'm sorry I wasn;t able to respond to all the comments individually, but I did love all the comments, thank you 😃
So school is starting Monday and I don't think I will have time to update so I decided to finish the ss here. I wrote all the chapters and decided to post it one time
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Chapter 4
Days had passed. Armaan stood in his room, looking through the window, staring at the night sky. Suddenly, a small smile played on his lips, as if remembering something.
"Shahid you were right, as beautiful as the night sky is, it is nothing compared to shilpa's."
Then, his smile faded. He thought about his realizations. Armaan had realized that shilpa returned to her previous behavior; quiet and reserved. He figured that it was because she had finally spoken of her past. Undoubtedly, it made her remember what he was trying to get her to forget, to move on from. But he had to admit, he was proud of her. For someone who went through so much, she still found strength to stand, but, she went from sad, to somewhat happy, to sad again. He couldn't bear the situation any longer. He decided that it was time for her to move on. But, who was he to make that decision though? He questioned himself. Would he have been out-of-place to do this? He only came into her life weeks ago but he felt this, connection, with her; maybe it was attraction, maybe it wasn't, maybe it was something more, it was something more.
He looked down taking a sigh, "I can't be another shahid for you shilpa, that, I know," he smiled sadly.
"but I do know, that I can make you smile again; I can help you move on, but only if you let me and I want you to let me and I know shahid would want you to be happy. You just have to take a step forward. I know, that you may never be able to accept the way I feel about you and I understand that. I just want to see that smile again."
He looked up at the sky as if searching for something, someone. After sometime he spoke, "Shahid, if you're there, then please listen." He took a breath then spoke, "I know you can see me, so I guess you know who I am. I'm not trying to take her from you, I just want to see her smile again, smile a real smile and I know you would want the same too. She misses you, a lot. I know you know but I just thought I would say. I'm going to try my best to make her smile again, I just want your blessing," he looked at the sky saying that. Something caught his attention though; a star. It was outstanding from the rest. It shone brilliantly and seemed to be 'blinking'. He frowned. Then, he felt a cold breeze and it didn't feel negative. He looked around and nothing, no one was there. He looked up at the sky and saw the star still 'blinking'. He smiled, it was shahid, and he knew it. He got permission.
The next day armaan went to the institution to meet shilpa. He went just in time. Classes were finished and shilpa was getting ready to leave. Armaan entered immediately.
"hi shilpa," he greeted her with a smile.
She looked at him, gave him a light smile, and then, returned to what she was doing; getting ready to leave. He sighed. At least she acknowledged him.
"so shilpa, going for coffee,"
She glanced at him, "not today armaan."
His heart sank. This wasn't the first time since that 'conservation' that she avoided going for coffee. Shilpa got her stuff and walked past armaan. She was leaving.
"shilpa wait,"
She stopped. She didn't want to. She really wanted to run away, crying, away from everyone. She just wanted to be by herself. But she pulled herself together and decided to be strong, to try and be strong. She held her tears in, wore a poker face and turned to him.
With his back to her he spoke, "we need to talk."
She heard the urgency and seriousness in his voice. He looked at her, and she at him. She saw all his emotions; despair, seriousness and the one she hated the most, pity. It angered her, but she hid it, and she hid it very well. He couldn't tell what she was thinking. He looked at her and for the first time, was unable to tell what she was feeling.
"we need to talk now."
With that said, he look two chair and placed them facing each other. He gestured her to sit and with no emotion, she did.
Taking a seat in the chair opposite her, he spoke, "what's wrong?"
She looked at him. He heard the sincerity in his voice.
"what's wrong? Since that night, you've been so, distant."
She hadn't look away, she saw the pity in his eyes.
"stop," her voice was a whisper as the tears threatening to fall.
He looked at her confused.
"stop with the pity," she titled her head as she spoke. She shoulders dropped and tears trickled down her cheeks.
His frown disappeared and now he understood. She wiped her tears then spoke.
"every time I saw you after that night, all I see I pity in your eyes, pity for me."
He looked down as she spoke, she was speaking the truth, he was feeling remorseful for her, but didn't wasn't aware that he was showing it. She glanced down, then back at him. She spoke most earnestly and honestly.
"I have never," he looked at her as she spoke, "spoken to anyone about my past before; you were the first person." She took a breath. "I don't know why I told you, but felt I could, I felt I should, I don't know why. There are reasons, I never brought it up; one being the sorrow of remembering, which I try to avoid and I know it's unhealthy to do that but, I still do it and another being the fear of people feeling sorry for me," she looked at him as she said the latter. She saw his guilt. Her expression softened.
"I know I've been through a lot and I know that if people know, they will feel sorry for me, but I don't want people to feel sorry me because honestly, it just makes me feel worst." He looked at her as she spoke, "I appreciate the fact that you acknowledge that I've been through a lot of hard times, but I don't need and I don't want you to feel sorry for me."
He saw the honestly in her in and heard it in her voice. He nodded slightly. She closed her eyes for a moment and a smile came on her face. There it was. He saw it; her smile.
Upon opening her eyes she spoke with a sad laugh, "I close my eyes and see him," tears brimmed her eyes. He looked at her, understandingly. "you know," she said getting up. He looked at her. She began walking towards her piano, "I've been told," she looked at him, and realized that he had not looked away from her. " 'you're a beautiful young lady you know, you just need to smile'" she giggled, it made him smile.
"it's the truth," he said truthfully.
She looked at him with a smile and tilted her head, "but it not that easy," she said, choking, in an attempt to suppress her tears. They said nothing for a moment. She wiped her tears, then spoke, "armaan," he loved the way his name sounded with her voice, "you know what it is," she looked at him, "to love someone with all," she stressed the last word, "your heart, all your soul, all you mind," a lone tear trickled down her left cheek, "just to have him, well in your case her, taken away from you?" he didn't know what to say, he just looked at her as tears streamed, staining her gorgeous face. She shook her head closing her eyes. She looked at him, "you know what it is," she took a breath, "to not have the person you live and breathe for not in front of you, not to have them in your arms and the only way to see them," more tears trickled down her cheeks, "is in a picture?"
Tears started forming in armaan's eyes. How was he to sit here and look at her in this state? The only woman he loved was crying in front of him and he had no control of the situation. He figured it was best to let her went. At least the was ridding some of the years of built up emotions.
" you know armaan," she said composing herself, "I look up at the sky every night since he died wondering if I could get some sign that he was there, somewhere, close to me. While looking at the sky I would wonder if he knows how much I miss him, if he knows what this separation is doing to me, if he knows that everyday he's not by my side, I'm dying piece by piece,"
He grimaced in pain by the mere thought if something happened to her.
She glanced down biting her lips, smiling sadly.
"I know," he watched at her as she spoke, "since his death my 'pain' has been more," she glanced around trying to figure out the word, "noticeable." She took a breath, "it's not like that's what I want. If it's anything, it's that I want to hide my pain, I don't want to bother people with my problems," she shook her head. He heard the honesty in her voice.
"you weren't bothering me talking about him you know,"
She glanced at him.
"actually, I'm glad and honored that you felt comfortable talking about your past with me," he approached her. She smiled.
"I know we've only known each other for some weeks but if it's anything, you should know, that you can talk to me about anything,"
She smiled, "thanks,"
"and you know what," she looked at him, "I bet he knows and I bet that he misses you just as much, it's just that he's not here, physically, to tell you," tears filled her eyes as he spoke, "but I know, that where ever he is, he's watching down on you, making sure you're ok and also that," he caught one of her falling tear, "he won't want this staining your face," she smiled.
"you know, you are a beautiful girl, it's just that when you smile with your lips, you need to smile with your eyes too," he added with a smile.
"that's funny," she said with a smile remembering something. He looked at her confused.
"someone came up to me once and said 'you are a beautiful young woman you know, it's just that when you smile here' she indicated me lips 'you need to smile here too' she indicated my eyes. 'it's enhances your beauty', When she said that she left. It had me thinking but, I never did anything about it though."
"why?"
"honestly," he nodded, "I didn't see any reason to smile again."
A few months passed. Armaan made it his duty to make shilpa smile and he was becoming more successful in fulfilling his duty. Shilpa was becoming 'comfortable' with armaan once more. They coffee 'date' commenced once more. She realized that the pity in his eyes for her situation was diminishing and she appreciated that. Armaan had also realized that shilpa was taking steps forward and it made him elated to know that she was trying.
Another day arrived. Shilpa had no classes; she however was in her class, playing the piano, of course. She was trying to complete 'my immortal'. Armaan sat in a chair, gazing at her. He was so taken aback by her skills; her piano skills as well as her voice; ah, her voice. It didn't matter how often her heard her sing, every time, was like a first; captivating and mesmerizing.
"I've been playing this song for a few months now," she turned to look at him, "but I've only used the piano. I want to add other instruments."
This sounded interesting, "such as?"
"well, the guitar, acoustic and electric, drums; Those types of instruments."
"but you want to use them from the beginning?" he frown.
She shook her head, " I want the first part of the song to be piano and vocals, alone, then , before the final chorus, all the instruments come into play."
"it sounds interesting," he added with a smile.
She grinned, "thanks. It's just that I need more people to do that, otherwise, it would take me a while," she turned back to playing the piano
"interesting," he whispered this to himself.
A few more days passed.
Shilpa and armaan were in shilpa's class after her students dispersed. She was, again, working on 'my immortal' and armaan, of course, was gazing at her.
"it sounds wonderful,"
They both turned their heads in the direction of the door. Ms singh was there, smiling at them. They smiled.
"thank you," shilpa got up and hugged her.
Ms singh was a bit surprised, happily suprised. She hugged her back. Shilpa and ms singh were close to each other, but never had they hugged. It was really because of shilpa being reserved. Armaan smiled at them.
" I would be very pleased if you were to sing that in the annual showcase."
Shilpa opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by armaan.
"annual showcase?"
They looked at him.
"for the past three years, we've had an annual show case where the students are able to show off their talents." Ms singh added with a smile.
"oh"
Turning to shilpa she spoke, "instructors are also allowed to perform,"
Shilpa smiled at her then took her seat at the piano, "I don't think I should."
"why?"
She glanced at armaan, surprised by his question, ms singh did too.
"has she ever performed?" he asked to ms singh. She shook her head disappointingly.
"why?" shilpa glanced back at armaan as he asked her the same question. She had no answer.
"well'" she didn't know what to say.
"well what?" he asked getting up and standing next to miss singh.
"you really should, it would be a treat for everyone, especially your students," he spoke honestly. Ms singh glanced at her nephew as he spoke. She smiled inwardly. She knew her nephew very well, and she knew he would only show this much interest, if he was interested.
"you should," ms singh added. Shilpa glanced at her, "please, it would make everyone so happy,"
Shilpa smiled hesistantly.
"please," both of them pleaded together, it brought a smile on her lips. After sometime she spoke.
"ok, I'll perform."
Day and night passed and shilpa was trying to complete her song. Armaan had not left her side though. he tried his best to help. Another night met them. It was a few nights from the showcase and the song was not complete, at least, shilpa thought that it wasn't.
Shilpa was pasting up and down the class with the music sheets in her hands. Armaan was laying down on the piano bench playing imaginary drums. He glanced at shilpa, who was looking so stressed. He sighed.
"shilpa come,"
She looked at him.
"come,"
"fine, what?" as she stood infront of him he got up and made her sit on the bench. She looked at the piano armaan walked behind her.
"what don't you like about the song?"
"that's the problem," she looked at him, "I don't know,"
He chuckled. Her eyes widened.
"don't laugh, it's not funny. The showcase is in a few nights and the song is not complete and I don't know if sha-" she ran her hand though her hair frustrated. He sighed and walked up to her. Her made her turn around as he stooped before her.
"look at me shilps,"
She sighed and glanced at him.
"whether you believe it or not, shahid would love this song, I bet he does, so stop thinking that he won't." she looked at him as he spoke. she hear truth in his words.
"once everything you saw come from here," he pointed at her heart, "he love it,"
She gave him a small smile, "you think so,"
"I know so," with that said, he got up, "so can we try this song once more, from the beginning?"
She nodded with smile. She turned around and he stood behind her. She began playing. At one point in the song, she played a series of notes and didn't appreciate the sound . She got frustrated. Armaan noticed.
"calm down shilps,"
He encircled his hands around her to reach the piano, he heard her sharp intake of air.
"try this," He began playing a different set of notes. It sounded wonderful. A smile played on her lips. Soon he was finished
"I love it," as she turned to face him, her smile slowly faded as she noticed that there wasn't much space between them.
"me too," she noted the difference in his voice. He wasn't speaking of the music anymore.
She looked into his eyes and saw a change, a different emotion; an emotion she saw in shahid's eyes, an emotion only for her.
She wanted to turn away, at least she though she did, but there was something stopping her. What was it? She didn't know, or maybe she did, and didn't want to admit it.
Slowly the distance between them reduced. Her breathing hitched. Armaan inched closer and closer to her. When the distance became too little, she closed her eyes and armaan did too. Soon armaan's lips were on hers. He was gentle and his heart jumped when she responded. Soon, he broke the kiss, resting his fore head on hers. Their eyes opened at the same time. She saw the love in his eyes for her. Her breathing increased, more and her eyes widened. Armaan realized that he should have controlled himself. Soon, shilpa was running out of the class and out of the institution, not listening to armaan, calling her name.
Chapter 5
Days had passed and shilpa was nowhere to be seen, she wasn't answering his calls and she wasn't coming to work; it worried armaan. He blamed himself. Shilpa on the other hand, blamed herself. She didn't blame armaan, she wasn't even angry with armaan, she was angry with herself. How could she lose herself like that? How could she do this to shahid? She couldn't face him.
It was the night before the showcase; the institution was packed with people. All the instructors was there, some students were having final rehearsals, there was people setting up the stage and there were some decorating. Armaan was also there, hoping he would see shilpa. Two hours had passed since his arrival and she was not there. He wondered if she would perform. He wondered if she was angry with him? His heart lit up when he heard one of her students call her. He turned around, only to find her surrounded by her students. He noted her smile. He missed it. After sometime, she glanced around, hoping to see him and she did. Their eyes met. Her smile faded. He saw the urgency in her eyes to speak to him. He began moving towards her, she gulped. However, before he could meet her, ms singh came towards him. They needed help to set up the stage; he had no choice but to go. Seeing this, shilpa sighed.
As the night grew older, armaan and shilpa made efforts to speak to each other, but there were continuous disturbances. At one point, armaan saw shilpa speaking to ms singh, he decided that this was his chance to approach her. He stopped though when he heard their conversation.
"shilpa are you going to perform tomorrow?" ms singh's voice was hopeful, "you weren't around for a while, and, well, we were wondering,"
"yeah, I'm performing," s smile came on ms singh's lips and armaan sighed with relief.
"is the song complete? Armaan told me you were having some second thoughts about it,"
"armaan?"
"yes, wasn't he helping you with it?"
"oh, yes he was, he helped a lot actually," armaan smiled, shaking his head, he knew she wasn't seeing him and also, he knew that she wouldn't have spoken of him if he was in sight.
"well these few days that I wasn't here, I was working on the song. It's as complete as I could make it."
Ms singh and shilpa continued their conversation. Armaan, however, left. He decided that it would probably be best if she didn't talk to him, maybe it would have given her secong thoughts about performing tomorrow.
THE SHOW CASE
The students were finished performing and they perform extremely well. The audience was enjoying the show, everyone was enjoying the show. Shilpa had not arrived yet and armaan grew impatient. He wanted to see her, wanted to know that she was alright. Her time to perform grew closer and she wasn't there. Armaan became more worried. Ms singh made her way to stage. She thanked everyone for their support and also the students for participating. Soon, she announced that it was the instructors' time to perform. The crowd became more enthusiastic. Everyone knew that shilpa was to perform and they were eager to see her performance. Ms singh called for shilpa. It was here time to perform, but she didn't come on stage. Worried, she called her again. There was no sign of her. The crowd became uneasy. Ms singh looked at her nephew who was searching for shilpa. She turned to her left and breathed a sigh of relief; shilpa was making her way towards the stage.
"here she is," she said extending her hand towards her, with a smile. Shilpa returned the smile. Armaan glanced on stage and an expression of relief covered his face. There she was, looking beautiful as always. He looked how she dressed, simple, and classy; jeans, a white, loose blouse, a leather jacket and heels. Her hair gently flew in the wind, and the spot light was on her. He sighed and a small smile played on his lips. She looked truly angelic and she going to sound similar. Ms singh had left stage and shilpa took a breath. She looked around, but for whom, Armaan? Seeing him, she smiled softly, and he returned the gesture. He gave her thumbs up. She nodded slightly.
"umm, this is a song, I wrote for someone, very special and very close to me." armaan smiled listening to her words, "I did have help with the music, so thank you to that person. I hope you all enjoy the song and for the person this is dedicated to, I hope your listening," she looked at the sky, "wherever you are."
the music began. She made a recording of her playing the piano to go along with the song. She closed her eyes and began singing. The audience grew silent. Some had tears in her eyes. Her voice, it was so, magical.
"I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave
Your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now, I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me, I've been alone all along
[she turned around immediately hearing drums. She smiled. Armaan came towards her, smiling, playing the guitar. She looked around and saw a guy playing the drums and others playing other instruments.]
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me, me, me"
The silence was broken with a loud applause of the standing audience and some whistling. Shilpa opened her eyes, smiling. She turned around, only to see armaan smiling back at her.
"thank you" she whispered to him. He blinked and nodded slightly with a smile. She turned around to face the audience.
Armaan and the other people made their way off stage.
"thank you all very much," she replied to the audience, who was, indeed, still applauding her. Armaan was waiting off stage for her. She saw him, looking at her with a smile. She quickly went into his arms, giving him a hearty hug. He embraced her back.
"armaan thank you so much," she still had not released him.
He smiled, "no problem. Is that how you wanted it to sound?"
She pulled back and looked at him with a smile, "yes, exactly how I wanted it to sound."
"well then I'm very happy."
"armaan thank you so much," again she hugged him. He laughed.
"no problem,"
After some time, she opened her eyes and her smile faded. She pulled back from him and he noticed her expression. She looked down, speechless.
"um, I need to go,"
She moved away and was about to leave when she hand his hand, holding hers, stopping her from leaving. She didn't look at.
"shilp-"
"armaan, I need to go," with that she , she removed her hand from his, and left, to his disappointment. He sighed and looked down. He ran his fingers though his hair. He looked at the sky.
"really?" as if speaking to God. he looked down shaking his head. He went off in seach for her.
She wasn't in the institution, she left. He got in his car and began searching for her, everywhere. About four hours passed, and he was still looking for her.
The institution
It was empty. Everyone was gone. Shilpa stood in the center, looking at everything; her face emotionless. Slowly making her way towards the stage, she began humming 'my immortal'. She sat on the edge of the stage with her eyes closed, a lone tear escaped her eyes, trickling down her left cheek, while she hummed the intriguing tune.
"shilpa," there it was, that voice, that soft, loving voice that she was dying inside to hear for all these years; his voice.
Chapter 6
Slowly, she opened her eyes, praying that this was true and it was. Standing in the middle of the yard, was him, shahid, with a white light shining down on him. He wore a smile, a smile only for her. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Tears began filling her eyes.
Walking towards her he spoke, with a smile, "hi"
"hey," her voice choked as some tears escaped her eyes.
He jumped up on the stage and sat next to her, "no baby, no," he said wiping the tears staining her cheeks.
"I missed you," more tears escaped.
"ok if you continue crying I'm not talking to you," he added cutely.
She smiled.
"there's that smile." He wiped her tears.
"I really missed you shahid."
He leaned his forehead against hers, "I missed you too," his voice soft, honest.
After sometime she spoke, looking at him ,"why did you have to leave?" her voice, soft.
"my time was up," his reply was sad.
"but you're here now; here to stay, right?" her voice was hopeful.
He shook his head sadly, "nope hun, I have to go."
She looked at him, tears threatening to escape, "no, we're supposed to be together foeever. I love you,"
"I know. I love you too. But you have to move on"
"I don't want to," looking into his eyes.
"but I want you to. You'll be happier."
"I am happy,"
"you'll be happier with him.
She stared at him, "you know who I'm speaking of."
She looked away guilty. He smiled.
"don't feel guilty love," he said gently turning her face so she could see him, "it's ok."
"I don't love him."
"yes you do. I see the way you look at him and I see the way he looks at you. He does love you and he's filling to do every and anything to make you happy,"
"but I'm happy when I'm with you,"
"and you'll be happier when you're with him," she looked at him as he spoke, "trust me,"
"always"
He smiled, "promise me that you'll give him a chance, and make an honest attempt to be happy with him."
She waited a while as he looked at her. Then, she spoke, "I promise."
They leaned in for their foreheads to touch.
"I love you shahid."
He kissed he hands, "and I will always love you," she closed her eyes.
Suddenly, she heard her name being called. She opened his eyes, and shahid was gone. She looked to her front and saw armaan. She saw the worry on his face. She sighed. She looked up at the sky and closed her eyes for a moment, "I did promise you," she whispered. She opened her eyes and looked at armaan. Getting up, she saw him approaching her.
"are you ok?" he said standing in front of her, "you had me worried sick,"
She smiled. Shahid was right, he did love her, she always saw it, just never admitted it.
"why are you smiling? I was looking all over for you. I-"
"I'm ok armaan," she said with a genuine smile.
He closed his eyes in relief, "don't ever do me that again," he said seriously looking at her. She smiled.
"come lets go, you need rest," he turned to leave but stopped hearing her voice.
"armaan I'm sorry,"
He turned, looking at her confused. She was serious.
She glanced down then back at him, "I shouldn't have behaved like that with you," she was honest, she meant every word she said.
His shoulders dropped and he looked at her with a smile, "no need to apologize, I understand. Come lets go," he turned again to leave, but stopped.
"armaan," he turned to face her. She came close to him, "you have always treated me with respect and always tried to understand me, and I know I never showed, but I really appreciated that. You treated me as a friend and always took me into consideration, I everything, don't think that I never noticed." He looked at her as her heard the authenticity in her voice. "I the past few months, I smiled more real smiles, than I did I years, all because of you," he smiled, "thank you."
"no problem," she smiled at his reply.
"and you were right,"
He frown. She took his hand. He looked at her, "I do have to move on," she ended with a smile. A smile came on his lips.
"really?"
She nodded.
He sighed with a smile, "well then," he released her hand, "let's start over," she frown, confused.
He extended his hand out to her, "hi, my name is armaan, I heard you sing tonight and if I may say, our voice mimics that of an angel,"
She grinned, "gee, I wonder where I heard that before," he chuckled. She placed her hand in his, "hi, my name if shilpa, thank you for your complement, and if I may say, you did stand out in the crowd tonight." His smile widened.
"I know I now met you,"
"really?"
"but would you like to go for coffee with me?"
She laughed, "now?"
He nodded with a simple smile.
"ok, let's go, but let me warn you, if I can't sleep tonight, we're going for pizza,"
He laughed, "deal,"
"shall we?" he asked with a smile.
She smiled, "we shall,"
They left and in the sky, a star shone, it stood out, it was, 'blinking'.
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Welcome you all to the new thread of RANVEER'S UNSAID FEELINGS #13 Keep Travelling in the world of ISHVEER LOVE Warm Regards sakshi ❤️ Index...
[NOCOPY] Hello readers! I am Aditi, I have been writing stories here but this is my first short story on RiKara. Alike, you all have been...
[NOCOPY] Cover credits to Shibani aka oh_nakhrewaali P R O L O G U E The whole house was decorated like a bride. The lights were shimmering,...
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