[Note: This FF is gonna be both in Robbie and Kasturi's view... This part will be in Kasturi's view..]
Chapter 1-
I sat there. Alone, in the darkness, in the cold. In my favourite place. The only place where I felt safe. Holding on to the most precious thing in my life close to my heart. Holding it as if I were holding on to my dear life. And, I was crying my heart out.
I didn't know what to do. Should I sit there crying my heart out, holding my most precious thing, my most precious memory? or should I go live the life I have left? Those last few moments I have left?
I was so confused! What could I do? Was I wasting my last few moments crying all alone? No, I wasn't. I was remembering someone. The most important person in my life. My love.
But, I didn't even know if he loved me or not! I hadn't even see him in the last 4 years!
Must he have forgotten me? He must have forgotten me! He must be married by now. He must be having kids. He must be having a family. Unlike me, all alone!
Why would he remember me? Why wouldn't he? I was his best friend! The person who knew him the most. The person whom he had shared all his secrets with, every little one, every big one, since childhood.
I had always loved him. All my life. But did he love me? Did he? I didn't know. But I was sure that somewhere, deep in his heart, he did. He did love me. I knew it. I felt it. He loved me. And I loved him.
I missed him. Only I knew how I had lived without him for so many years. There was no single moment that went by without me thinking of him. There was no single dream of mine which he didn't star in. There was no single night when I hadn't cried for him. Life without him was like a nightmare. Every day seemed like a month. Every month seemed like a year. Every year seemed like a century. I wonder how I lived without him for so many years. I guess I deserved an award for that. For living through a nightmare.
When will he come? When? He had to come now! He had to! Who knew when death would come and take me away? I wanted to spend my remaining moments with him. Embraced in his arms, not worrying about the rest of the world. I wanted to live the rest of my life with him. MY Robbie. Or what the world called him now. 'THE Robbie Sabharwal' 'THE famous business tycoon Robbie Sabharwal' The 'THE' tagline in front of his name always made me think. It made me think that he was big now. He was rich and famous. Probably one of the richest people on Earth. Why would he remember such an unimportant, middle-class person like me? Why?
Why was I even thinking about him? Why? Why couldn't I just get him out of my mind? Why? Why? WHY?
I had so many more important things to do! I had to get my yunger sister Sanchi married to her fiancee Ajink. It al depended on me. Since Maa and Bauji died 2 years ago, I was responsible for Sanchi. I had to take care of her, make sure she had money, make sure she had all she needed, all she wanted.
And most importantly, I had to live. Live my remaining moments. Who knew when death would come and take me away? No wonder they always say 'Haso jiyo muskurao. Kya pataa, kal ho naa ho?'
'There! I've done it again!' I muttered to myself. I reminded myself of the most beautiful moment in my life.
I sat there, closing my eyes, finally stopping my tears. And remembering my last meeting with him. MY Robbie.
A memory I couldn't let go off. A memory I couldn't run away from.
This is completely different from my second FF... as i said 😆
I had to read many books for this FF😆... and fit myself into the character of Kasturi... it was really difficult... then I imagined my life if there was no Harshad Chopra 😆... and I was all 🤢... so I imagined Kasturi as the same😆.... that's what helped 😆
umm..wont say more.. I'm not in the mood to talk today 😆... Have a really bad mood
But please leave ure comments 😳..
--Shivani