Hello all..
A shot slightly different from what I usually write.
OS-||The Broken Heart||
She saw them (DuTia). They were hugging as though their life depended on it. They were confessing love as thought there was no tomorrow. They cried, but in each other's arms. She turned to see him. Will something like that ever happen between them, she wondered her heart heavy.
He looked at the scene in front with mixed expressions, she noticed.
There was hurt, he had trusted Tia from the beginning, but all he got was this.! He was also happy.
She smiled at the irony, here she was screaming from the very start the truth but he heard it only now.
She looked at everyone's shocked faces. She knew they were all in for shock and confusion. She sighed a long question answer round was on the way.
She was in no mood to listen the entire story; she knew it all long before. She quickly slipped out of the place to her room, without catching anyone's eye.
As soon as she entered the room she went to the cupboard and took her deep nay blue Kurti. She has to get out of these heavy clothes they were adding to her internal suffocation.
She dint know what was going on within her, all she knew was she was getting suffocated.
She had a big heart but no big name, maybe that's why they dint trust her when she spoke the truth.
Their bad. Now truth had hit them hard. If only they had trusted her a little bit. She still wanted to go back n set things right. But no point, she had enough and they dint want her interfere right.
Letting out a sigh she went in for a quick shower.
Yahan se kahan jaaun
Kahan main chhup jaun
Ye aadha sa dil
Main kaise lagaun
She looked at herself in the mirror. Was this really her? She dint see like that happy go lucky, jaunty girl with smile always up on her face.
She smiled sadly at the change. She herself dint know what she was going through. She dint know why was she even thinking about all of this.
Something was going on the inside. She couldn't understand. Maybe a shower would make her feel better.
Hoon khud se judaa main
Hoon khud se alahada
Ye aadha sa dil
Main kaise basaaun
She came out, still the storm inside her hadn't calmed. She hated herself for bring her into such a situation. She was still thinking about the people downstairs. Her heart was broken by the very same people. Not a single person had dared to speak up for her. None had missed a chance to hurl bitter words at her.
But here her heart was still thinking about them, the same who had hurt her very heart. Hell with the heart her brain cursed.
O roothe dil, roothe dil, roothe dil
O jhoothe dil, jhoothe dil, jhoothe dil
O toote dil, toote dil, toote dil
Hai kya teri mushkil
O Just Go To Hell Dil
O Just go to hell o dil
Just go to hell
O dil.. just go to hell dil yeah..
Just go to hell
O Dil.. just go to hell
Just go to hell
Dil.. just go to hell O dil..
Just Go To Hell Dil..
She yet again tried keeping the haphazardly storming thoughts away and busied herself in folding the clothes and tiding the room. But only if, it was that easy to push away those thoughts.
Hai meri ghalti
Ya khud ki khata tu
Sharminda dil
Bas itna bata tu
Ke ab kya paana
Ke ab kya khona
Sharminda dil
Bohat hua rona
She sat on the couch. What was happening g.??? What was this internal storm, it dint have a single direction.! Where were her thoughts heading to?
Her thoughts were more like a whirlpool pulling her inside while she tried best to escape. She was hurt. She was heartbroken. No one cared, no one trusted. Then why did she...?
Roothe dil, Roothe dil, Roothe dil..
O jhoothe dil, Jhoothe dil ,Jhoothe dil..
Toote dil.. Dil ...Toote dil
Hai kya teri mushkil
O just go to hell dil
She looked aside, frustrated at her situation. She saw HIS picture in an expensive golden flame. He was smiling wide.
Why is he smiling at me? Here I am going through something ...I am not able to understand and here, he is showing off his Battisi..!
This is all because if you. Damn you Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi. She took the frame and pushed it down flat on the table. She dint want to be reminded of him.
She wanted to cry and scream. She wanted to went it all out. The storm inside her was devastating. It was worse as she couldn't understand what it was. She wanted to cry but the tears ditched her. She wanted to scream but her throat betrayed her.
She dint know what she was feeling. Cause it was a mixture of feelings churning inside her.
Why !
Dardon ki aadat si
Lag gayi hai
Aansoon bhi meri
Hansi udaaye
Deti hoon khud ko main
Kharashein kyun nayi
Koyi mujhko
Mujhse hi bachaye
O roothe dil, Roothe dil, Roothe dil
She looked at the frame now facing downward.
Jhoothe dil, Jhoothe dil, jhoothe dil
She sighed. She took the frame in her hands and caressed his smile. A slow smile started growing on her face.
Toote dil Toote dil Toote dil
But before the smile could be up, it disappeared. It wasn't going to be easy. How will she survive with this broken heart. how will things mend?
She kept back the frame upright, fit up and straightened herself. She walked down. Things were calmer. DuTia had left. She instructed the servants to clear the place immediately. All were in distress except herself. She was getting the place cleared.
They stared at her, weirdly. She dint mind, she knew the reason very well.
She dint say anything to cheer them up, she dint try to lighten their miseries. She was now herself. Least affected.
Maybe they sensed her ignorance to their situation.
It's okay.
Maybe they were a little hurt by her aloof behavior.
Let it be.
Her heart had been broken. They had broken it. Now they had to face the consequences if the broken pieces hurt them, until the Repair!
Hai kya teri mushkil
O just go to hell dil
Just go to hell..
She turned away from their sad faces. And walked to the kitchen to get dinner ready.
Time would heal.!
Time would.!
P.S
This week has been too hectic so far.
Hence I was unable to give updates to other stories.
Hope you all understand.
Hope you liked this one.!
Ye Hai Mohabbatein
