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Posted: 17 years ago

#81

awww dnt cry, i'm only halfway through the ff and it's awesome!!! 😛 , your doing a great job!!!!! 😛 😊 , saagar and viday are such a cute couple lolz 😳

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Posted: 17 years ago

#82

Truth or Dare! wooho this is gonna be fun!! fab part!! vidya-sagar are cute!! and haha suhani telling him to make vidya cry and then the whole leukemia thing was hilarious!! yummy food im hungryyyy!! btw ** out those cuss words girl, dont want you getting in trouble 😃 Cont Soon!!

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Sania

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Posted: 17 years ago

#83

I really like your FF, its good! I hope I can see more Sagar-Vidya scenes. 😳

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Jennifer Mall

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Posted: 17 years ago

#84

Originally posted by: sania_12
I really like your FF, its good! I hope I can see more Sagar-Vidya scenes. 😳

will do. next update, coming soon!

<3 kiran
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Jennifer Mall

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Posted: 17 years ago

#85

Chapter 27- The Instinct.

Thinking of the phone call, Mahi slipped into her bubble bath. She was trying to relax, it wasn't working. She sat in the bubbles, thinking of names. Mahi sat, thinking out loud.

"Well," She said, spreading bubbles across the tiny swell in her stomach. "It's just you and me. It's okay. I think you'll like it like that." She smiled.

"Let's think of a name for you….Hm," She thought. "I'm hoping you're a girl but we gotta get a ton of names just in case you're not." Mahi threw her head back and laughed.

"Well, if you're a girl, I'll name you…Felicity?" She frowned, "Do you want an English name or a Hindi one?"

"Hindi it is…" Mahi frowned again. "I'll keep a list, okay?" She baby talked out loud.

"There's Arushi. There's Anamika. There's Bhoomi. There's Shruti. Alisha. Or I can name you after one of your aunties. Vidya, Niharika, Suhani? We'll talk about it later. I'm sure if you're a boy, you're getting pretty mad right now." Mahi laughed again.

"Well… Anurag? I could name you Angad." She shuddered at the thought, amused. "Or I could name you after your Papa…Shabd." She brushed the thought off, instantly. "I'm sure, you're a girl though. So no more thought about this." Mahi said sternly.

She rinsed herself off and wrapped herself in a robe and walked out of the bathroom. Mahi stood in the bedroom, staring at herself in the mirror. Three months and she didn't show much.

She stared at her closet, all black. She needed more color. She wasn't the old Mahi anymore. She pulled out the royal blue dress her mother had given her before walking out on the family. She held it up to herself and frowned.

It was pretty. It probably didn't fit anymore. Mahi reluctantly pulled it on to find it fitting perfectly; she had grown taller because it was a bit short. It was still pretty. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her cell phone rang.

It was a new text message. She read it and felt dizzy. No way, it couldn't be. Why would she…? She felt the world spin and a sharp pain rise in her stomach. She pressed the talk button, calling the first person on her missed call list. She wanted to say something but before she could she saw black take over her eyes.

Hours later, she awoke, she was in a hospital. She heard Angad's voice outside. The world was blurry, she looked to see her cell phone and she read the text message again.

Beta, I'm coming home soon. I've talked to your father about it. I'm coming to visit you as soon as the divorce is final. I've got a surprise for you. Love you, Maa.

Mahi felt her temples throb, she felt hung-over. Her stomach hurt badly, her stomach. She clutched her abdomen. It felt hollow, she cried instinctively. Angad walked in, unsure of what to say.

"You were pregnant." he said simply.

"I am pregnant." She said defensively. Angad put his arm around her, "Listen Mahi, it happens all the time with first time pregnancy. Your body didn't accept the baby."

"My baby is fine!" She held herself.

"Your blood type had the opposite antigen than your baby's. Your body thought the baby was a disease." Mahi cried harder, Angad's voice softened, "It fought it off."

"NO! Get out! I don't believe you! My baby's fine!" Mahi screamed.

"Mahi, either you would have lived or the baby. You were stronger. There's nothing you can do about it." Angad hugged her.

"But Angad…" She sobbed. "Three months, I was fine."

"I know Mahi. You were stressed, over-stressed. Stress triggered it. I'm so sorry." He said to her. Mahi cried on him. He held her for hours.

"Mahi, listen. You need to stop crying soon." He said, gently. "I'm here for you." He said. "Vidya's here for you. Sagar's here." He didn't say Shabd was here for her. "You have Niharika. You have Suhani. Shh…" He mentioned everyone that Mahi had, even though he was the only one present. She fell asleep while crying, Angad sat quiet. The next morning, Mahi was quiet. She was discharged, Angad took her home. As soon as she got home, she flung off that god-awful blue dress. She was better in black, she presumed pulling a Pink Floyd shirt and black jeans on. She shook her black-purple curls out of the braid and put her nose ring back on. She was old Mahi again. She sat on the bed and threw all of her dumb romance novels toward the dustbin. Love was dumb, it was too fake to exist.

She sat there, thinking. Here she was. Mahi. No Shabd, no baby. She sat as a girl that had lost more than she had gained. She had lost everything. She was back where she began. She wiped her wet eyes as she heard a knock on the door.

"Hey." Angad said, sitting on the bed.

"Hey." She smiled fakely.

"Are you okay?" He asked gently. He pushed her hair out of the way.

"Yeah. Great. Why?" She said, staring down at the engagement ring.

"Mahi. You don't have to pretend around me. I came to talk to you about THAT." He pointed down to the ring. "If you don't want to marry me, I'll understand."

"No, before it was different. Now I want to. Angad, I admit I don't love you. But I don't love anyone else either now. If you don't wanna marry me, I'll understand. I mean it's not that easy marrying a girl that just miscarried with another guy's baby." She laughed sadly.

"Mahi, I don't care about any of that. I care about you. I want whatever makes you happy."

"Quite frankly, I don't know what happy is. But I'm glad I found such a great friend." Mahi smiled earnestly.

"I made dinner, you should eat something." Angad smiled. He put his arm out, and she linked hers through his as he escorted her down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Where's Papa?" Mahi asked, sitting down as Angad placed a plate in front of her.

"Same place he's been all week. A wonderful city called I've no clue." He grinned as he slapped a piece of pizza on her plate.

"You made this?" Mahi laughed.

"Made? Ordered? Potato, patauto." Angad laughed, in attempts to making Mahi laugh. She giggled. She was about to bite into the pizza and frowned. She put it down and pushed the plate away. "I'm not hungry."

"What? I can't even order right?" Angad pretended to cry, "I'm a complete failure!" He sniffed, making Mahi laugh.

"No, it's um…Today is…Never mind." She got up when Angad caught her hand, seriously he said, "Eat something."

"Angad, really. I'm not hungry." She said, walking to her room. She took her phone and called Suhani. Suhani picked up,

"Hello?"
"Suhani…" Mahi began sobbing into the phone.
"Kya hua, Mahi? What's wrong?"
"You were right. Something bad did happen." She sobbed harder.
"Mahi, what happened? Are you okay? Is the baby…oh God. Mahi, what happened?"
"I killed it." She bawled into the phone.
"Of course you didn't. When did it happen?"
"Yesterday. Maa's coming back. I was stressed. The blue dress, it thought it was a disease, Angad…" Mahi sobbed and very few words were audible.
"Mahi, breathe. I don't understand one bit." Mahi sobbed, hard and loud until the phone was snatched from her hand.
"Suhani, this is Angad. I'll call you and tell you about what happened later. Right now, Mahi's really in no condition to talk."
"Okay. Can you please take care of her?"
"I would've done that, even if you hadn't told me. Bye."
"Bye."

"Mahi." He held her again. He didn't try and calm her this time, this time he realized she needed to cry. Her cell phone rang. He picked it up angrily and said, "Don't call here again." and cut the line off. Mahi looked up at him and guessed it was Shabd.

"Do you need him?" Angad asked gently.

"I don't need him ever. I didn't then, I don't now." She sniffed stubborn.

"Mahi, you're going to be fine." He assured. "We're going to Vidya's right now. You need them. I can't handle you alone." Angad said breathless, rubbing her back.

"Honestly Angad, why are you so nice?" She asked, unbelieving.

"Because you need someone and all you got is me." He smirked.

"Well, its definitely good enough for me." Mahi smiled through her tears.

Edited by kIrAn...E>GA<3 - 17 years ago

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bugs_bunny

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Posted: 17 years ago

#86

😭 😭 she lost the baby??? suhani was right.. the wierd feeling she had!

i think angad will help mahi and shabd get back togther.. he seems like a nice soul 😛 👍🏼

and it was so cute the way she told sgar to make vidya cry! 😳

Ishaan loves/likes Suhani?? 😆 😉 awww...

great updates!! continue soon

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Jennifer Mall

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Posted: 17 years ago

#87

Originally posted by: bugs_bunny
😭 😭 she lost the baby??? suhani was right.. the wierd feeling she had!

i think angad will help mahi and shabd get back togther.. he seems like a nice soul 😛 👍🏼

and it was so cute the way she told sgar to make vidya cry! 😳

Ishaan loves/likes Suhani?? 😆 😉 awww...

great updates!! continue soon

he is a nice soul...WAY nicer than shabd. im cutting shabd out. screw him. 😡 he was mean and indecisive. its all angad now...i hadnt heard frum u in a while...i thought u had stopped reading....😕

i will! 😃 and thank you!

<3 kiran
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Sania

@sania_12

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Posted: 17 years ago

#88

awesome chapter! Awww poor Mahi! 😭

Hope you continue soon. 😳

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Jennifer Mall

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Posted: 17 years ago

#89

Chapter 28- Getting Over It

"Oye, kitni baar bolu? Get off of each other!" Niharika shouted.

"Nihu, one last rematch." Ishaan said, holding Vedant in a headlock. He held his arms down by stepping on them.

"Bhai! Let go of my boyfriend right now!" She yelled.

Ishaan let go. Vedant pounced on him and his knee twisted around Ishaan's neck awkwardly. "Hey! Break it up, boys!" She broke them apart, standing between them.

"Who won?" She asked, amused.

"Uh…" Ishaan started.

"Da**." Vedant scratched his head.

"We lost count." Ishaan laughed and high-fived Vedant. They chuckled together like long-lost friends reunited after ages.

"Dude, let's go out for pizza." Ishaan said.

"Cool." Vedant said, grabbing his coat. Ishaan grabbed his keys and Vedant followed him out. The door slammed shut. Niharika stood wide-eyed; she waited for three minutes before the door opened again. Vedant walked in. "I am so sorry." He put a coat on her, "C'mon." She sat in the car, confused and amazed as the two guys in the front seats talked about…everything and anything they could think of.

"Guys…?" Niharika started.

"Yeah?" They both answered at once.

"Never mind." Niharika brushed the thought off. They ate pizza and Niharika ate in silence.

"Nihu!" Ishaan snapped her out of it.

"What?"

"Why are you so quiet?" Vedant asked.

"Because you guys are freaking me out." She said, chewing on the rubbery crust.

"How?" Vedant asked, flicking off an olive from his slice.

"You're all buddy-buddy…it's weird." She shuddered.

"You didn't like it when we hated each other and now we're friends and you find it weird." Ishaan asked. Niharika nodded.

"Your sister is psycho." Vedant said.

"Your girlfriend is psycho." Ishaan laughed.

"I'm not psycho. I want to go home." She grumbled.

"She's whiny." Vedant complained. Ishaan nodded sympathetically.

"Okay, you guys gotta stop that." Niharika said.

"What?" Ishaan asked, taking a slice of pizza off of Niharika's plate. She shot him an angry glance.

"Stop collaborating to find things wrong with me!" Niharika shouted, the whole parlor stared at her. She smiled sarcastically and rolled her eyes, "Show's over guys." Everyone returned to their respective businesses in moments.

"She's so weird." Vedant rolled his eyes. Ishaan nodded again. The two laughed at the mockery. Niharika smiled again, holding up the car keys.

"You two Buddies can find your own way home." She rolled her eyes and drove home.

Upon returning home, Niharika dropped to sleep on the couch only to wake on hearing a woman's voice. It was speakerphone, Suhani talking to Ishaan? What the heck?

"Bhai, what's going on?" She asked groggily.

"Suhani called, she wanted to talk to you." Ishaan replied.

"And YOU talked to her?" She asked, scratching her head. He nodded.

"She was worried, but wouldn't tell me what's wrong. We talked for a while." He mumbled, pretending to do something else.

"A while? Try two and a half hours." Vedant laughed, Ishaan shot him an angry glance. Niharika sat, still lost.

"You and Hani talked?" She asked unbelieving, Ishaan shrugged. "So? Your boyfriend was out that whole time with his long lost lover." He laughed.

"Dude, she's my friend." Vedant glared at him. "I ran into her at the pizza place after you left. We hung out for a while…" His voice trailed off into a mumble.

Niharika raised an eyebrow and was about to ask a question before a tall, brown-eyed girl came out of her room in her bath robe, drenched in water.

"Vedu, where are your towels, yaar?" She asked, flipping her hair, forcing water onto Niharika's angry face.

"They're in my room." Vedant gulped.

"Behind the bed? Cuz there's like nothing back there." She laughed. She turned to Niharika, "Oh hi, you must be Vedant's friend. I'm…"

"Ana. My friend, Ana." Vedant interrupted. "Anyways, the towels are in the closet in my room." She smiled happily, "Okay. I'll look for them." She walked away.

"Who the he** was that?!" Niharika shouted.

"Ana." Ishaan said amused.

"Shut up, no one asked you. Suhani lover." She glared at him, he glared back. Niharika moved her glare back to Vedant.

"Like he said, Ana." Vedant said simply.

"And since when am I your friend?" Niharika asked, throwing her hands in the air dramatically.

"You are my friend, a type of friend…girlfriend?" Vedant asked, smirking. Niharika bit back a smile.

"You cannot smile your way out of everything! Why was she taking a shower in my house?!" Niharika shouted again.

"Whoa lady, this is MY house." Ishaan argued. Niharika glared again.

"I cook, I clean, I pay…this is MY house." Ishaan quickly shut up.

"Niharika, I've known Ana my whole life. Like seriously, we've known each other since we were 1…"

Niharika rolled her eyes. "And she's in college here. I haven't talked to her in months. When I found her in the pizza parlor, I was so excited I brought her here."

"She's taking a shower here." Niharika said, raising an eyebrow.

"Actually, a bubble bath. But there's a good reason. I spilled V8 Fusion all over her. I didn't want her to smell like tomato juice so I told her she could." He smiled pulling her into a hug.

"Hands off her now." Ishaan said, glaring at Vedant. Vedant let go, instantly. Ana came out again.

"How do I look?" She said. She was wearing Vedant's jeans and a wife-beater. It was sickening how good she looked in his clothes.

"Sexy. You look better in my clothes." Vedant laughed. Niharika glared. Ishaan couldn't any more angry glances. He knew his sister, if she wasn't pleased quick, she would kill someone and he didn't want that someone to be him.

Quickly he said, "I don't think we've all had a proper introduction. I'm Ishaan, Niharika's brother. This is my sister, Niharika, Vedant's girlfriend."

Happily, Ana stuck her hand out to shake Niharika's hand. "Vedu has always had very good taste." Niharika smiled appreciatively. "I know, hence, I'm here." Ana laughed in agreement.

She shook Ishaan's hand, and he avoided eye contact. Her hair brushed against his hand. He pulled his hand back. "I'm tired," He said, sighing fakely. "I'm going to take a nap." He headed toward the room. Niharika followed him.

"Bhai…" She teased.

"Kya hai?" He said irritated.

She smiled mischievously, "You like her."

"I like Suhani." He said, firmly looking at her.

"Bhai, Hani's WAY out of your league. Ask HER out." She pointed out to Ana.

"So she'll be off your boyfriend. You think I'm dumb?" Niharika nodded.

"Niharika ki bachi." He said, about to smack her, Ana walked in. She stared down most of the time.

"Um, Vedant wanted to know…um….uff, I forgot." She said, cursing herself, trying not to look at Ishaan.

Niharika smiled. "Guys, I'm gonna go ask Vedant what he wanted, you guys talk." The two looked at her wide-eyed.

"What? No." Ishaan cursed Niharika under his breath. She waved and walked out to Vedant.

"Hey you mad?" He asked, holding her waist from behind, kissing behind her ear.

"No, this is hilarious." Niharika said, laughing. Turning around, she put her arms around his neck.

"How so?" He asked, interested. Niharika raised an eyebrow and gestured to the room. She winked and laughed.

"I'm confused."

"Ana and Ishaan." She said laughing. Vedant joined the laughter.

"She said he was cute." Vedant added. Niharika chuckled.

"It's cute how shy they are around each other." Vedant nodded in agreement. He got a questioning look on his face, "We were never like that, were we?"

"No way, we went running then we kissed then you followed me here, you scared the crap outa me."

"Cuz I wouldn't stop kissing you?" He asked amused. Niharika nodded. He pecked her on the lips, "Can you blame me?" She giggled as red took over her cheeks.

"Oh…my…god." He said, taken aback. Stepping away from her, he gasped.

"What?" She asked, concerned.

"You blushed."

"I don't blush." She said, defensively. He grinned, "Really?"

"Vedant, don't you dare…." She stepped backwards, "come near me…" She stepped farther, he walked toward her grinning evilly. "Vedant." She turned and ran, Vedant chasing her all throughout the house. They ran everywhere, except the room which both knew was occupied. Niharika carried herself quicker and more gracefully than Vedant, so naturally she won…or was the first to give up. After a good half an hour of chasing, Niharika finally collapsed onto the floor laughing. Vedant fell atop her, also chuckling.

"Vedant…" She said, laughing. He moved his gaze to her. She was still comfortable. "Okay Mr. Romantic, let's check on those people of ours. We don't know what they're doing."

"Knowing Ana, probably not much." Vedant stated.

"Knowing Ishaan, probably more than we want to know…" Niharika said, half disgusted.

"Our little Ishaan, a player?" Vedant said amused.

"More than you'll ever know. Don't go by his little innocent disguise. He's the devil himself." Niharika said, cleaning up the mess in the living room.

"Hmmm, interesting character this brother of yours. I think we can become great friends." Vedant laughed.

"I wish I could say the same bout Ana." Niharika said, throwing a coat over Vedant's head. He pulled the coat off his head, "You gotta admit, she does look da** hot in my clothes." Niharika smiled sarcastically, "Of course she does. I'm sure you'll look great in hers
too."

"A little touchy, are we?" Vedant asked. Niharika rolled her eyes. She walked to the room to a find a very awkward Ishaan and Ana sitting there.

"I can't believe you…" She said quietly.

"I can't believe you!" Ishaan exclaimed. He looked mad, what had happened in an hour that the two who didn't even know each other were mad at each other?

"I can't believe you…" Ana said near tears. Ishaan sighed, putting his arm around her.

"I didn't mean to yell at you but that was a long, long time ago."

"So? I'm still really sorry about it, it was my fault." She said, crying.

"No, it wasn't…." He put his arm around her. He kissed the side of her face. He kissed her? What was her fault? Niharika realized whatever they were talking about was not her business, and seeing all the amounts of counseling she had been through she knew it was something Ana needed to sort herself.

"Hey listen." Ishaan said, holding onto her comfortably. "I don't want you talking about death anymore. Your too damn smart, too strong, too brave for it."

"Brave." Ana laughed sarcastically.

"Shut up, Ana. You ARE brave. You…are amazing." He said, rubbing her shoulder.

"You're great at what you do." Ana smiled.

"Whatever Ana, I don't care about what I do. THAT has got to stop…" He pointed to a sweatband on her wrist. Oh god, Niharika thought. The thought made her sick. She was sick to her stomach.

Why, she thought to herself. Her life was always surrounded by death, by suicide, by people like this. Everyone goes through difficult times, why did people choose to deal with it in this manner? She held her head, she was literally feeling sick. The image of her dead mother flashed through her head. Why was it that she couldn't remember her face but she could remember her dead body so vividly? She could remember her slitting her wrist in such detail, she remembered the mark it left on that dead, unmoving body that was her mother. She remembered the black-blue marks it left on that cold, white body. How it had been so cleverly covered with the white shroud at her last rites.
How could Ishaan deal with such people? Because he hadn't seen their mom the way she had. Broken, crying, killing herself. Niharika felt tears. Tears? Is that what they were? She didn't remember how to cry.

Slowly, she walked back and fell to the sofa. Vedant raised an eyebrow at her when she began sobbing loud and hard. Vedant was terrible at consoling people that cried, he always had been, especially in the cases where he didn't know the reason of the person's tears. He sat there, and rubbed her back. Quietly he managed to say, "What's wrong?"

"Ana…her…her arm…" Niharika said, not sure exactly how to phrase what was wrong. She wasn't exactly sure why she was crying.

"Oh. You don't know who she is, do you?" Vedant asked. Niharika looked up and shook her head.

"Ana Raichand. Her older sister was…"

"Urvashi Raichand?" Niharika managed breathlessly, he nodded. Urvashi Raichand, older daughter of the elite Raichand family. A disappointment to society, she was a drunk. Charged with drunk driving, she was currently serving jail time for manslaughter and second degree murder. She had run over a few children who slept on the footpath. It was amusing almost how the poor aren't ever seen by the upper class. Here was another example.

"But why does she….I don't understand." She cried.

"She thinks she could've…stopped her sister that night. There was a reason she left to go home alone, drunk. It's their personal matter."

"Ana thinks its her fault?" He nodded. "But its not." Niharika stated. She thought of the sweatband. "And the…the…" She couldn't manage to say the word without the day of the funeral passing through her mind. She sobbed harder.

"That. She doesn't know how to deal with stress."

"I'm sure she doesn't…" Niharika said. "I don't get it Vedant, why do people do that?"

"Because not everyone can handle things like you do. Not many are as strong as you." Strong? Niharika mused, ignorant was more the word. The way she handled things was pushing them aside and pretending they never happened. Confrontation was minimal in her case.

"I'm not strong. I don't understand why can't people just…" There was a long pause. "Get over it?" It sounded so cruel, like she was downsizing every problem in the world, but even she hadn't gotten "over it."

"Moving on isn't that simple," Vedant said, sounding distant. "I know."

"What?" Niharika asked. Vedant looked like a sad deer caught in the headlights; he hadn't expected Niharika to ask for an explanation to his words. She had caught him off guard.

"My mom." he said, simply. "She acts like my dad will come home any day now. Even though it's been like…8 years now?" Vedant stared down, almost laughing. "He's moved on, she hasn't…she should though, right?" He looked up at her. He had caught her off guard now.

"Moving on isn't that simple." She echoed back to him. He nodded.

"Stuff like this really bothers you?" Vedant asked, trying to comprehend why she was crying.

"Yeah…" She said, trying to stop the massive flow of tears.

"Um…because of your mom?" Vedant stared down again, he asked in almost a whisper. She nodded.

"She killed herself in our kitchen…" She started. "I still don't know why. She was a free spirit Bhai says. She couldn't be limited into four walls. That's what we did though. It was in our kitchen," She cried. She started laughing then in tears, "And then dad remodeled the whole house, thinking I wouldn't notice. He thought changing just the kitchen would be too obvious. It sucks." She cried again. "Maa spent so much time decorating the house just the way she wanted. And Dad changed it all."

"It's foreign now, isn't it?" Vedant asked.

"I guess. But for the longest time, my dad wouldn't let me into the kitchen alone…I think he thought that I was going to follow in her footsteps or something. Eventually, I took over the house and he stopped
caring."

"Following in her footsteps," Vedant chuckled. "It's a good thing we don't follow in our parents footsteps."

"Yeah." She agrees.

"I'd be walking out on every relationship that means anything to me."

"I'd be dead." Niharika stated, wide-eyed.

"Niharika." Ishaan stood behind her. How long had he stood there?

"Bhai. Since when have you been…?"

"I've listened long enough to know that I agree with you two. Papa doesn't really have footsteps to follow in…" He started, wiping Niharika's tears.

"You'd grow up to be a man that cares about no one and nothing." She said.

"Or I could be that." Ishaan laughed. She started crying again, she hugged her brother and cried.

"Hey…kya hua?"

"Bhai…you remember when Maa…?"

"Died?" He said, quite simply.

"Yeah. You remember how?"

"She cut herself…" Ishaan said gently. Wondering if she heard, he looked to Niharika.

"In the kitchen, she was standing right above the sink. With the meat knife….straight up her arm, " She motioned from her wrist up. It was well-known, that was the quickest way. Messy, but quick. Everyone knew if you followed the vein, you bled out quicker. She sobbed hard, like a child after a shot.

"Oh beta, you were there, weren't you?" Ishaan asked, when she cried on him. She nodded, years and years later she would hopefully get all the tears out.

"You were a kid, beta. There's nothing you could have done to change it."

"I know, but she's gone." Niharika cried. "I don't remember her…" She said eyes bloodshot.

"Neither do I, but we still love her. We can't change that."

"I know….Ishaan, how do you deal with people like that?" She said, glancing to the room where she knew
Ana sat.

"Well, she thinks those people died because of her. This is her weird way of saying sorry. People express how they feel differently…"

"I know, you sound like Dr. Hedge." She said, rolling her eyes.

"She couldn't be THAT bad."

"You're right, out of the fifteen shrinks I went through, she was the only one that gave a da**."

"Fifteen shrinks?" Vedant asked, wide-eyed. Niharika shot him and angry glance and he quickly shut up. Niharika was insecure about all the counseling her father made her attempt, but it mostly consisted of her sitting in a room with a shrink, arm crossed refusing to say anything. The introduction speech went something like this, "Hi. I'm Niharika. If you want to get paid at the end of the hour, sit and don't talk to me. Understood?"

The first fourteen usually had one session and then advised her father to take her to someone hardier. Finally, he found Dr. Neha Hedge who had managed to talk to Niharika enough to prepare a report on her. It was sad really, her father needed a report to tell him what she could have told him had he simply asked. She was stubborn; she took after him in that matter. She was reckless and intuitive. She wasn't the type to listen to others, unless she cared about them deep enough.

"I want to talk to Ana." Niharika said firmly.

"No Niharika…" Ishaan and Vedant started before they realized Niharika was already in the room.

Edited by kIrAn...E>GA<3 - 17 years ago

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awesomeee part!!!... yep it was LONG... adn poor nihu... adn ana... it was great part...and i loved it... t was as sad as you thought it is... anywyass... it is sad though... damn she actuaklly saw her mom in teh icthen... damn!... anywayss... aweosme part... continue sooooN!

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