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@Klaustrophillic

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Posted: 7 years ago

PROLOGUE

"What do you want, from me, now--? You, already took away, my everything--!" A twenty-nine-year-old man, shouted, at someone, over the phone. He was angry, totally. His eyes, were as if, he hadn't slept, for days. His life was messed. He was living, a state of depression, and, an air of melancholy surrounded him.

The caller was silent.

"I don't have anything to lose, anymore, Nisha. You even snatched my mental peace from me--, what else do you need from me now? I have nothing to give you! Please, leave me alone!" He said and almost cried, not being able to control his feelings within. He almost begged her, for peace.

The caller, was still, silent, and just listened, to what he said.

"Why do you call me, every day, to just be silent--? Are you trying to know, what a wreck, I am in--? Listening to what I suffer, every day, gives you, your happiness, right--?" He spoke, in a depressed tone. His anger was taken over, by the gloom, that resided within him, since the past few weeks. "Do you know, what? You kill me every day--, and I really hate you, for whatever, has happened to me. No one can hate you, as much as, I do!" He said, wiping his tears away.

The caller didn't even utter a single word, even after this. It was like, he was talking to himself, over the phone. But he knew that she was there, listening to all what he was saying. He could always feel her.

"Just speak up something, please--, don't torture me. I can't bear this--," He cried. Her silence, was, still, a torture to him. He was annoyed, after getting silence, as a reply, once again. "I am cutting the call--! It's nonsense!" He said, and he almost cut the call, angrily, when a reply finally came.

"I am dying, Kabir--," she said. He was not sure of what he heard.

"What?" He yelled. "I am dying--," she said again, a little louder. Her tone was blank. It did not reflect any emotion. "Didn't you get anyone else, to fool, this morning--?" He asked. She was angry, at this reply. He was losing his mind. Her words pricked, in his heart. He knew, that she wasn't lying, but he was in a denial.

"I did not call, to hear this--," she said, with a kind of depth, in her tone, that indicated her gloom. "What do you want me to say, then--?" He asked her. He was even angrier, with this. He was losing his calm, but, carefully listened, to what, she was saying. " I just wanted you to know--," She said, in a deep, tone. Her feelings, were, slowly, coming out of the shell. She was hurt. "Don't snatch anything else, from me, Nisha--, Don't lie, about such things! " He said. A lone tear escaped his eye. "I am not lying--," Her tone, was again, blank. "I will not fall for your pranks, anymore, Nisha--, I don't have the courage to--," He said, as he was again, about to cut the call, but she stopped him, with her words, again.

"I am dying, Kabir--," She said, once again. He knew, that, it was, another bitter truth, of his life, now. His legs, no more had the strength to stand, as the world around him spun, rapidly. He fell, on the floor, and just kept holding, to the phone, against his ear, like that. His body went cold, and he trembled.

"Don't lie--," He whispered. He was lost, and, sunk in an oblivion.

He could hear, her sobs, but, he was still, in a denial.

"Don't lie--," He again said, and there was again, no reply. She hung the call.

"I don't have the courage to lose you--," He said, and the phone, slipped, from his hand, and fell, beside him. He didn't have the strength, to lose, his ex-wife.

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Edited by -DrunkenMonk- - 7 years ago

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CHAPTER ONE

He gathered himself, and moved out of his bed, though his nerves ached, and he felt really weak, since he had no food, the day before, after what he heard over the phone. He had lost his appetite since then. He didn't know what was happening to him, but just felt, his world falling apart. He was going to meet her, today, after all those weeks, since he divorced her, and she walked out of his life. He went, and stood before the huge windows of his room, and drifted those dusty, white curtains aside. He didn't know, when was the last time he had seen the sunlight, in the past few weeks, and that too, this early in the morning. He was living in his own mess, within his dark apartment, alone. He hardly went out of his house, in the past few weeks. Everything seemed new to him, as he looked out of the window. He wondered, since how many years, had he been trapped in here. He was living in a filthy prison, that he had created for himself, in his own house. The fresh, cool, morning wind, gushed across his face, making him close his eyes in satiation, for a moment. He snapped his eyes convulsively, as with the wind, came several other memories. He hated them now, because she was there in them.

He turned towards the human-sized mirror, which stood, facing him, at the other corner of the window, in front of him. He looked at his wrecked, blurry, reflection. He walked towards the mirror, and wiped the dust off it, using his fingers. His reflection, felt like some stranger standing in front of him. He looked at his face in the mirror. It was totally messed, and his charm was gone. He had not shaved for weeks, and his beard grew, on his face to such an extent, that, it almost turned him into someone, unrecognisable. His hair was a mess, and he hadn't changed his clothes for more than two days, and they stunk. He didn't know, what made the youth-fashion icon, and the dancer, Kabir Singh Rathore, to become this way. He was totally messed, after she walked out of his life. He took his steps backward, as he realised, that, he had to meet her. He looked around his room to find some proper clothes to wear, but all he could see everywhere was dust, and garbage. He felt his room to be a huge garbage can, now. He felt irritated. He picked the ashtray and threw the cigarette buds into the dustbin. He tidied his room a little, and finally, found a pair of ironed clothes on his own bed. He didn't know, since when, they were kept there, but they looked in a condition to be worn. He took them, and walked into the washroom, to freshen up. He brushed, first. He sighed, as he had to bath too, and lethargically moved out of his stinking garbs, and threw them aside. The feeling of irritation in him was replaced by comfort, as he turned on the shower, and stood beneath it. The cool water from the shower poured on him, relaxing his aching nerves, and giving him a sense of pleasure. Bathing after a week, felt so good to him. His emotions, too, drained out with the water, into the sewer. He almost spent an hour, standing under the shower, and relaxing himself. He constantly reminded himself, that he had to meet her, even though, it wasn't a thing that he would be forgetting. She was always important to him, no matter, how their relationship was, or how much he hated her, now. He could never understand, why.

He got dressed, as he moved out of the bathroom, and looked at himself in the mirror once again. He felt better, looking at his clean self. He no more stunk. He didn't bother to shave his beard, though. He knew, she didn't like it, but her likes or dislikes, weren't supposed to bother him anymore, as they were divorced now. "She wouldn't notice, anyway, he said to himself, "And even if she does, who's gonna care? Since she is no more my wife- He said, and his own words pricked him. He recalled her words from the day before, and they brought his gloom back to him. He felt as if he owned, this feeling of gloom, and self loathing, for years now. The other emotions inside him, were charred to death, long ago. The words which his ex-wife spoke, was something, he could never want for her, even in his dreams. Maybe, because, he spent so many years with her. Or maybe, because, he still, had something left, hidden behind those strong walls of gloom inside him. He was in a chaos, within.

He had not eaten anything, nor did he have anything to eat, at home, since he hadn't shopped for his groceries too. He was out of them since a week. The last time that he remembered getting groceries, was when his mother came to meet him, post his divorce. He was living on bread and butter, but then, he had the last piece of bread left in the packet, in dinner, the day before yesterday, and after that, all he consumed was, some water, and the toxic smoke of the cigarettes. He didn't care how he felt, and just grabbed his car keys from the drawer, and walked out of his home, after, like, two or more days. The girl in his neighbourhood greeted him, but he just disdained her, in whole. She sulked in horror. He had changed, a lot. He was now, the complete opposite of what he was, a few weeks back. He got into his car, and struggled in the heavy traffic for an hour or so, until he reached where she had been living now. It wasn't his home, where she lived, anymore. He hated this place. He was hesitant, going to meet her.

The German shepherd, tied to the half-opened gate, angrily barked at him, as he honked the horn of his car, asking the security guard to open the gate, so that he could enter the parking area. This dog never liked him, just like its creepy owner. The security guard didn't recognise him, but his car. He looked at the no more handsome Kabir, in a total disbelief. To be precise, Kabir looked like a homeless vagabond. The security guard opened the gate for Kabir.

As Kabir drove into the gate, he saw someone looking at him, through the window, trying to hide behind those curtains. "Bitch, He mumbled, and smirked. He never had hated someone this much, not even his ex-wife. He knew, what he had to do, to irk that person. He raised the accelerator, and rammed into the plants, and flower pots, that were carefully kept near the parking place. He loved doing this. He chuckled, as he was successful in damaging them again. He got out of his car and locked it. He constantly grinned, as he knew what was going to happen next.

The owner came running out of the house, yelling his name angrily, with a mincing knife in her hand. He never stopped grinning. "And here comes the bitch, he said, a little louder, and even she heard this. "I WILL KILL YOU TODAY, YOU PSYCHOPATH-! She yelled at Kabir, as she came running towards him, and held his collar and kept the knife at his throat. She was phytophilous. "Kill me, and just give me one reason to get you arrested. Kill me, please, He tried, as he held her hand, and forced the knife onto his neck. He tried to be sarcastic. "Leave me, you filthy pig, leave me, She said, and tried to withdraw her hands, but his grip was overpowering. The dog was barking on Kabir, in its own language.

"Don't you want to kill me? then, let me kill you-, please, let me, He said, as he turned her around, and caught her in his strong arms, and pressed the knife against her neck. He missed this everyday entertainment in his life. She was so scared that she started calling for help, and his ex-wife came running out of the house, to save her best-friend. Kabir didn't see her there. She knew that something like this, would happen, if he would come here, but still, she called him. She was worried, looking at the two people before her going frenzy. She was weak. She didn't know what to do. They had their backs faced towards her. "Kabir-, stop, leave Amyra, she almost whispered, weakly. He froze in his spot, hearing to that voice, and his grip on her best-friend, automatically loosened. Amyra heaved convulsively, and coughed, trying to catch her breath. "You almost killed me, you filthy animal-, She yelled at him, holding her neck.

Kabir wasn't paying attention to her. He just looked at his ex-wife, who stood dumbstruck, looking at him. Kabir's reaction wasn't different from her. He, too, was dumbstruck. He had seen her after more than two months. The way her appearance had changed, killed something inside him. She was pale, as if, the blood has been sucked out of her body. She looked weak, and ailing. Her face lost the glow, that she used to have. He wondered if she had lost more weight. Her very appearance, managed to make his eyes moist. He didn't know, why, he wanted to just pull her into his warm embrace, right away, and assure her that he will make everything alright. "Did you come here, to do this? She said, and her eyes expressed the guilt, for calling him here. Her eyes contained an unsaid hatred for him. She jolted him up, holding his collar, and slapped him. Amyra was happy, that her best-friend, once again, took her side. Kabir did not react, and just kept looking into those weak eyes, trying to search for something. Her eyes did not reflect the same, that was there before, and that, he was trying to find there. He didn't know, what made him do that but he just pulled her into his warm embrace, and held her protectively, in his arms. He closed his eyes, and dug his face at the crook of her neck. Her scent never changed. She was baffled by his action. She didn't hug him, though her hands almost did. She still felt a kind of comfort in those arms. He almost squeezed her, in his embrace. She wondered why he was behaving like this.

Amyra was annoyed. She pulled them apart, and Kabir glared at her. "Stop acting as if you care now, Amyra yelled at Kabir. "What will you take to not intervene between us? Kabir asked her. She rolled her eyes. "There is no us, anymore, Kabir, Nisha said. Her words hurt Kabir beyond repair. He looked at Amyra, who grinned at him. Kabir fisted his hand, in anger. Nisha placed her hand on his chest, and clutched onto his tee-shirt tightly, and winced. He immediately looked at her, and found her stumbling. He wrapped his arm around her, for support, and she held onto his arm. "Take me inside, she whispered. He nodded, and picked her up in his arms. "I can walk, she said, but he did not listen to her, and moved into the house with her in his arms. Her best friend was jealous. Her dog yelped. Nisha looked into his eyes, trying to search for something, as he walked with her in his arms. She didn't find, what she was trying to search for.

"Don't worry, I don't have the courage to love you, anymore, Kabir said, looking down for once, at her face. "Nor do I have the strength to let you love me, anymore, Nisha mumbled, slowly. "I will die, anyhow, she said. He was angry, and just glared into those eyes. "Shut up, you are not going anywhere, Kabir said, as he placed her safely, on her bed. He sat beside her. They looked at each other awkwardly. Her best-friend stood beside her, and glared at him. There was a strange silence between them. "Can I get something to eat? I haven't eaten anything since yesterday, Kabir said, breaking the silence. Kabir did not hesitate, asking food from his ex-wife. Nisha maybe knew, why he did not eat food. She signalled Amyra to give Kabir something to eat. "What would you like to eat, sir? Would Tommy's food do? We have a lot of dog food at home! Amyra tried to be sarcastic, but Nisha stopped her, and asked her to cook some food for Kabir. Amyra left to do so, as she had no other option. Actually, Kabir only wanted Amyra to leave, so that he could talk to Nisha, in peace. "Why haven't you eaten anything, Kabir? Nisha asked. "I had nothing to eat, at home. That's it. Nothing else, Kabir said, as he tried to look straightforward. "You are still, as careless, as ever! Aren't you-? She said, in a bit irritated tone. Kabir looked up at her, and said, "No! I've changed! She shook her head, and chuckled a bit. It had been months, since he had seen her smile. "I know, I know it all! Nisha said, looking into his eyes. Memories came gushing into their minds, once again, and they could not ignore them, this time.

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SHE WAS TOO ANGRY AT HIM. She wanted her answers today. The main door of their house was a little open, and this made her even angrier. There were tears in her eyes. "How could he be so careless? She angrily muttered, and opened the door, and entered into her house, followed by her best friend. The house was filled with the noise, that, the heavily blaring music system in her room created. The house was in a total mess. She yelled his name repeatedly, but he didn't listen to her. Her blood boiled. She pushed open, the door of their room, with an enormous force, and there he stood, dancing with his best friend, and some chicks.

She say, "Do you love me?" I tell her, "Only partly"

I only love my bed and my momma, I'm sorry

She was shocked seeing the scenery before her. Her eyes grew wide in astonishment, as she saw, her husband dance, with a girl in his arms. He was shirtless, moreover. She shut his music player, drawing his attention. He was almost scared, but he remembered, that he was to be angry on her. So, he played the music again, and smirked at her. She shut it again, and pushed it off its place, towards the floor, making it break. He looked at her in shock. His jaws dropped. "Move out of my house, now! She ordered his best-friend, and those girls standing in her bedroom. "They will not go anywhere! This is my house too he said, walking towards her, and looking straight into her angry eyes. He was not going to be scared today. "Yes, this is my best-friend's house too, Siddhant spoke, confidently. "Get out! She said, angrily, and that was it, and he just silently moved out of the house, with those girls, as Amyra mocked him. Siddhant warned her that he would strangle her someday. "Why? Why do you do this, every time-? Did I ever say anything, when your jobless best-friend comes here? Kabir said, pointing at her best-friend, who stood grinning behind Nisha. "I swear, I'll break your teeth, now-, If you just didn't leave from here, in a moment, Kabir warned Amyra. Nisha thrashed on his face. "Just leave from here, you filthy woman! Kabir said again, and he was angry, this time. Amyra left at once.

"Kabir, show some respect-, she is my best-friend, Nisha yelled at him. "And what was that you just did with my best-friend? He retorted at her. "He deserves that-, she said. "And, she deserves this, Kabir said. "Do you even know, how careless you have become? She diverted the topic. Kabir was hell irritated. "What did I do, this time? Kabir asked, in an extreme annoyance. "Where is captain, Kabir?She asked him, in a serious tone. Captain was her dog, which luckily liked him, but then, he did not like him at all. He suddenly realised that he hadn't fed the dog. He looked at Nisha, apologetically. "I know, you didn't like him at all, but I never thought that you'd do this, Nisha said, and her eyes were moist. He could never see her crying. "I am sorry, Nisha, I forgot to feed captain, He said, and held her firmly, by her arms. "I will feed it now, don't worry-, He said, and walked out of the room, followed by her. He didn't find captain anywhere in the house."What are you searching for? He's nowhere! He's gone! she said, wiping her tears. He knew, how special, Captain was to her. "Where? He asked. "He died. You killed him! She blamed him. His eyes grew wide. He was scared for the dog, the first time in his life. "What happened? He asked. He walked towards her, and cupped his wife's face, and she pushed him away. "He met with an accident outside the house! All because of you-, she said. "I hate you, Kabir, it is as if, it was only me, loving you like a fool all the while, and there was nothing from your side, she said. Her voice was filled, with a kind of guilt. He just listened to her, silently, as he knew that he was at fault. She walked into the room, as tears denied stopping. "Your carelessness never seizes to amaze me, Kabir! You have something new for me, every damn time, she yelled, and shut the door on his face. "No, Nisha! I have changed, He said, though it was too late to do so. He never changed.

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"Don't you want to know, what has happened to me? Nisha asked, looking at him. He nodded, though he didn't have the courage to know, what she was going through. "Lymphoma. Final stage, She said, looking straight, into his face. She never dared to divert her eyes. She was trying to analyse those expressions on his face. But he was totally blank, as he heard that. He looked down, trying to hide his moist eyes from her. "The survival rate is lower, she told him further. "It was with me, all the while, while I was with you, she said. He was guilty. "Why didn't you tell me, before? He asked, raising his head and looking at her. His eyes were red. "I just got to know about it, last month, She said. "And you were tangled in your own mess, she continued. His eyes expressed his discomfort. He was so busy with his own problems that he never realised, that she was the one, who was suffering the most. Moreover, he kept blaming her everyday, for the mess in his life. "Why are you telling me all this, now? He asked her. She smiled. "Because I wanted you to know, that the biggest problem of your life, is leaving you, soon-, She mumbled. He couldn't stop, as tears escaped his eyes, in front of her. She saw them. "You were never my problem, Nisha, He said, not trying to stop his words from escaping his mouth. She felt good, as he said that. "But still, I hate you, for what you did to me, He continued and wiped his tears. She chuckled a bit. "You should sometime realise, what you made me go through, that day, she said. He was annoyed. "That is because, you didn't trust me, he said. She grinned. "By the way, how is your girlfriend? She asked. He wanted to strangle himself. "You still don't trust me? Isn't it? He said, and stared at her. She looked into his curious eyes, and smiled.

Amyra walked into the room, with a bowl of porridge for Kabir. She kept it before Kabir, and went to Nisha. "Are you sure that you didn't mix poison in this? I need to inform my lawyer, first, and tell him, that if I die, Nisha is the witness, He asked Amyra, but she mocked him. Nisha chuckled, looking at them. "Anyways, pack her bags, she is going with me, He asked Amyra. Nisha and Amyra looked at each other, in bafflement. "And why do you think that she is going to do that? Amyra yelled at him. Before Nisha could think anything else, he said, "Because, before you came into her life, I was her best-friend, and, I still remember my duties towards her! Nisha was more than shocked, knowing that he still remembered, that he was her best-friend, at a point of time, in her life, before it moved onto a relationship, and then a marriage, and finally, a divorce. She realised, that it was her, who forgot this. "I am fine here, and I don't think, I will be comfortable there, Kabir, Nisha said. He asked her to trust him. "So, who's the doctor? Kabir asked Nisha. "She had one, but she never visited her, after the first sitting. She scared Nisha so much, Amyra revealed, cursing the doctor. Nisha held her hand, asking her to stop. Kabir looked at Nisha, understanding what she went through. "Have you consulted another doctor? Kabir asked. Nisha denied. "What's the benefit? I know that I will not survive, anyhow! Nisha said. "Shut up, Have you gone mad? He yelled. Her eyes were moist. He calmed himself down. Her moist eyes, still made him uncomfortable. There was a pause in their conversation.

"Siddhant is a good oncologist, He started, trying to hint Nisha. Nisha maybe understood the things that were going on, in his mind. "Siddhant is your doctor, and you are coming with me, to our... I mean, my house, because I know, he wouldn't like to come here , He said, as he continued eating his food. Nisha wondered why he still cared for her so much. "I don't trust that ass, Amyra yelled. Amyra was not ready to let her best-friend go, and started arguing with Kabir. Nisha seemed to be thinking about it, which irked Amyra. Kabir emptied the bowl of food within minutes, and handed it to Amyra. "I regret not mixing poison in your food, you ass! She muttered, and Kabir chuckled, as he heard. "Better luck, next time! He said to Amyra. Amyra said that she would follow Nisha, and stay with her, if she chooses to be in his house, as she knew that Nisha was almost convinced. Kabir didn't object to it. "It is okay, if you want to come, though I don't have a place for blood-sucking vampires in my house, anyways, He said, and she glared at him. "And Tommy can't stay without me, Amyra said, indirectly telling him, that Tommy will be with her, as well. Kabir was waiting for Nisha's reply, and he was kind of happy, when she finally agreed to what he said. Nisha did not know, why she agreed to him.

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Edited by -DrunkenMonk- - 7 years ago

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urmila

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Posted: 7 years ago

Loveddd ittt...your writing skill is sooo good...update soon dear.

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aagami

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Posted: 7 years ago

It's too beautiful!! Loved it too much!👏 Update soon! 😃

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@Klaustrophillic

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Posted: 7 years ago

Sorry guys, for not being able to reply to your comments! Will do that soon😃

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@Klaustrophillic

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CHAPTER TWO

Walking into my house

Her eyes gleamed, once again, looking at this door, though all of it faded as she realised that her name was no more there, on the door, along with his. She stood at the threshold, coyly wrapped in his protective arms, where she no more belonged. His arms were still as warm, as they were, when she wasn't his ex-wife. His warmth never changed for her, Nor that feeling of fireworks inside her, when he used to touch her, that she just realised. She didn't know why, but his touch still could captivate her in his charm, though he no more looked like her prince-charming. She wondered, that why he had changed so much, as Kabir was a kind, who would compromise with anything, but his looks and dance. Kabir looked like a beast to her. She looked into his big eyes, which had a shine, and which, she had lost. He looked deeply into her little, weak eyes, which expressed, an unfathomable level of sanctity. Their eyes conversed in a way, that was out of their understanding. There was a strange heaviness, that filled their withins. His eyes were as if, they were asking her something, and her eyes, as if, clueless about the answer.

He looked away, awkwardly, as he realised, that they stood at the door and she looked down, realising that they were no more meant to be searching for that something, in each others' eyes. He withdrew his hands off her, as he struggled to open the door with the wrong key. She chuckled a bit, as she realised this. He rolled his eyes, and asked her what it was that made her laugh. "That isn't the key-," she said, and he turned to look at her. He was clueless about what she was talking, until she took the bunch of keys from his hand and showed him the right one out of it. "How did you remember that-?" He asked hesitantly, looking at her through the corner of his eyes. His lips formed into a curve, which went unnoticed by her. He waited for her reply, as she just kept thinking whether to tell him or not. She was silent for a moment. "There're our initials 'KN', imprinted at the corner of the key...," she hesitantly said, not looking at him. Kabir closely looked at the key, and realised this. "Oh-, I forgot, that this was supposed to be our dream house..., and this, was the key to our dreams..." He said and his eyes constantly tried to meet hers. She smiled, aimlessly looking down. His pounding heart was curious. He felt a ticklish feeling inside him, as he realised that his words could still make her smile, though he couldn't understand this feeling, that resided within him. "Let's go inside, I don't feel well-," she said, as she felt awkward due to his constant gaze on her. He pushed open the door, and she looked into that house, in front of her. Everything seemed unmoved to her, except their photographs on the walls, that weren't there. The rest was right in the place, like she left them in. He swept her feet off the floor, and took her into his arms, before she could even realise what has happened. She was dumbstruck by his move. She stared at him, as he walked into his house with her, in his arms. She didn't revolt, and silently wrapped her arms around his neck. Several emotions came gushing in. "I am not letting your feet touch the floor, till you are in this house!" He said, taking all of it to another level. She just kept staring at his emotionless face, that bothered her, a lot. He either tried to hide his emotions like she tried to, or his emotions were actually dead, which, she tried to but couldn't understand. But his words, reminded her of the first time, when she came into this house, which made her eyes moist, without her consent. There were no feelings left inside her, was what she thought.

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"She was too tired after the heavily exhausting wedding rituals, but happy, that she was finally with him. He had blind folded her, for he wanted to give her a wedding gift. She was scared, but didn't revolt. He held her hand, and intertwined his fingers with hers, as he walked her somewhere. His presence with her, made her fear fade away, though she was still uncomfortable because of that blindfold on her eyes. She constantly questioned him, for which, she just received silence as a reply. "Kabir-, where are you taking me? I am scared... just speak up something, at least..," she said to him. She heard Kabir's chuckles. "Kabir-, I will kill you, just speak up something-," Nisha said. They stopped walking. He placed his arm around her waist, and pulled her into his arms with a jerk. "What are you doing?" She yelled at him, as she stumbled. He pulled the blindfold off her eyes, and said, "We just got married, and instead of talking about romance, you are talking about killing me already! Isn't it just so unfair?" He looked into her eyes with utmost love. He tugged her hair, which loosely fell on her face behind her ears and she looked down shyly. "Where are you taking me-?" She asked. He put his hand into his pocket and took out something, but kept it hidden in his fist. She questioned him through her eyes. "There's a key to this treasure..., you'll have to unlock it first...," he said pointing towards his cheek and moving it towards her. She glared at him in disbelief. She rolled her eyes, and kissed him on both his cheeks. "Quite impressive!" He said, and smiled. He opened his fist, and she curiously looked at the key with a red ribbon tied around its neck, which was there in his hand. "What is it for?" She asked, as he kept it in her hand. He turned her holding her shoulders, into another direction, making her face a door. He held her hand and took her towards the door. He observed her expressions as she looked at the board, which hung on the door, having their names on it. "Kabir & Nisha's heaven!" it said. Her eyes gleamed in happiness. They were moist. She looked at Kabir with teary eyes, and jumped into his arms, squealing like a little five-year-old.

"Why would you do this for me?" She asked, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed on his nose. "Who else do you want me to do it for?" He asked her, as he pulled her cheeks. "Don't you even dare to talk about someone else already!" She warned him. "At one condition that I get to love you without any hindrance tonight!" He said and smirked evilly. Her jaws dropped. "How can you be so shameless, Kabir?" She asked and hit him on his arm. He chuckled and pulled her closer into his arms. "I officially have the right to be shameless with you, now!" He said holding her in his strong arms. She chuckled and slightly slapped him on his cheek. "Now go and open the door!" He said releasing her from his hold. She happily nodded and moved towards the door and he followed her. Their romance in the college was secretive, and no one knew about their relationship. They would just sneak into each other's hostel room and do their romance stuff. He lied to her before their wedding that they will have to continue staying in their college hostels, even after their wedding, and that sometimes they would book a room in a hotel, when they'd want to get intimate, and Nisha trusted all of his words, as all that she wanted was, to be with him. He felt insecure as the guys from her class, constantly tried to hit on her. He wanted to mark her as his, as soon as possible. He was twenty-five, and she was twenty-four, and a year junior to him in the college. He wanted this house to be a surprise for her, so he never told her anything about this, and bought this house, out of the huge amount of money that he won at a major international dance event. Their impatience to be with each other, made them get married this early. Their parents were never a hindrance, as she had to leave her parents long ago, since she wanted to pursue her dream of becoming a fashion designer against their wishes, and he was always a free-bird, as his mother and brother lived, somewhere in the states. She wanted her parents to be there in her wedding, but they never came, and moreover, her marrying Kabir, without their permission, took their anger to another level.

This moment was filled with many new emotions for them. "KN!" She said, looking at the key in her hand, before putting it into the keyhole. She pushed the door open and her lips curved into a smile."This is Nisha & Kabir's dream home..." Kabir said and smiled, as his eyes followed her gaze into the house. She placed her hand on his chest and smiled, looking at him and then at the house. He placed a kiss on the crown of her head and took her into his arms, sweeping her feet off the floor. She blushed and wrapped her arms around his neck. "This is where we will live from now on...romance each other... make love... make babies... make more babies..." he kept going on, as he stepped into the house and closed the door behind him. "Hold your horses, Kabir! How many babies do you want?" Nisha asked, in disbelief. "As many as the mistakes we are going to make! You already very well know, how careless I am!" He said and giggled. She didn't understand his words for a moment, but soon as she realised what he wanted to say, she started beating him up. He made her stand on the floor, as she yelled at him. He held her hands tightly in his, not letting her beat him anymore. "I am trying to be romantic, but look at you!" He complained and glared at her. She rolled her eyes. "Leave my hands, I want to have a look around the house!" She said. "Can't you do that tomorrow? I can't wait anymore right now!" He cried. She glared at him. "Fine, go!" He said, releasing her hands from his hold. He looked impatient. "Fine, go on!" She said, spreading her arms towards him. He smiled cheekily. She chuckled as she pulled him towards herself, holding his collar. She seductively looked into his impatient, and yearning eyes. "Where's the bedroom?" She asked and he pointed to the room behind her. "There's no sleep for you, tonight, I promise!" She said, pulling him holding his collar, into the dark room. He followed her like an excited puppy dog, and shut the door of their room behind them.

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He placed her on the couch and she silently wiped off her tears, without him realising it. She constantly looked around the house, as every corner had a memory attached with it. Realising that she saw no more love on his face, like she used to, pained her. It gave her a strange discomfort in her chest. All of this wasn't supposed to bother her, but the blank face that he roamed around with, was an unavoidable pain to her. She tried to hold herself, as she was not supposed to think all this, post their divorce. It was her who had snatched his right, to love her, from him. She was not supposed to raise a question further. Though this house was a solace to her, but all these memories made her uncomfortable now. She didn't know the chaos, that was going on within him. He was on a war within, battling himself, trying his best to not let even an emotion, express itself, to her. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but he never knew that his silence was a bigger suffering for her. She didn't want to stay in the house for another minute, but he did all of this, as her best-friend, so she decided to give him a chance. There was absolutely nothing else between them, she thought. But staying friends, post their divorce, was something strange to her. He never thought that she would come back into his house, and that too, under such circumstances. He was living all the while, thinking that she was permanently gone, out of his life. He never knew, that it would be him bringing her into the house. He couldn't understand the strangeness that was going on within him. He just wanted her to never leave him again. He didn't want her to die.

There was a strange, smoky, and a dusty, smell in the house, which she couldn't resist. It irritated her, and she started coughing vigorously. He was clueless about the smell, as it was what he had been living with, for months now. He stroke his hand on her back, and gave her some water to drink. She sipped some water from the glass, and asked him to open the windows to let in some fresh air. He did as he was told. She was extremely sensitive to smells and her illness made it even worse for her. He was too worried. His eyes reflected how overwrought he was. All those emotions hidden within, sprang out of him, the very moment he saw her suffer. She gasped heavily as she tried to catch her breath. "Relax! I am here, nothing will happen...," He mumbled, as he sat beside her on the couch and tried calming her down. "Breathe in... Breathe out... slowly... you'll be fine...," he said, as he continuously stroke his hand against her back. Her breath slowly came to normalcy. He took her into his embrace and closed his eyes tightly, calming that unknown fear within him. "Don't care for me so much..., don't make it hard for me to live here...," she said in her mind. Her thoughts were loud. "Did you just say something...?" He asked, still holding her in his arms. She withdrew her body out of his embrace feeling uncomfortable. Kabir felt awkward.

Amyra walked into the house, followed by her dog. "Tommy already hates your place, Kabir!" She said as she walked up to them. Nisha and Kabir were sitting close to each other, and Amyra felt a bit awkward about it. She stared at Nisha trying to analyse what had happened between the two, realising which, Kabir stood up from his place and walked up to the window, and stood there awkwardly. Tommy roamed around the house wagging his tail. "Can't your dog sit silently at a corner?" Kabir asked Amyra, irritatedly, as he saw the dog walk into his room. Amyra glared at him. "No, it can't!" She said. "You don't know how much I hate it!" He mumbled in annoyance. "I never asked you to love my dog!" She said and rolled her eyes. "Guys, please! Don't fight!" Nisha said weakly, and they went silent at once. Kabir hated Amyra for several reasons, not one. "I'll set our things in the guest room...," Amyra said to Nisha, and excused herself from there. Kabir stood before Nisha silently for a moment. "You can take my room... if you want! It will be more comfortable for you... I'll sleep here..." Kabir said, not looking at her. "No, Kabir! I am here as a guest... I'll be perfectly fine in the guest room...," she said at once. Her words pricked him. "Don't mind, but this house is more yours, than mine... I only bought it, but you made it a home...," Kabir wanted to say this to her, but stopped himself at the nick of the time. Silence spread in the atmosphere again. He didn't have words to say anything. He just nodded his head, agreeing to her words. Nisha curiously looked around the house. "When was the last time that you cleaned the house?" She asked him. "Mom did, four months ago! I don't come here, anyway... I either just stay in my room...or at clubs..." He said casually. Nisha looked down and chuckled. "Enjoying your bachelor life, aren't you?" She asked. "Absolutely! I am a free bird now... late night parties, night-outs with friends, flirting with girls, it has become an everyday thing... and I am loving this freedom...never been so happy before...," he said, with a huge smile plastered on his face. "Why are you faking it, Kabir?" She said in her mind. She was hurt, but managed to bring upon a smile on her face. "What about you-?" He asked. He looked at her face, which had a sudden change of expressions. "Doing really well in my career..., someone proposed me, three months ago... he's a really nice guy... We dated for a while... got a little intimate... then I got to know about my illness... but still he was not ready to leave me and all... he actually loves me a lot... see, it's his message only...!" she told him and showed him some message. "I know, when you're lying!" He said in his mind. He nodded, and faked a smile. "I would like to meet him, some other time..." He said and she awkwardly nodded. They knew that they lied to each other, but still feigned to believe what the other said. They didn't want to raise such questions which would make them uncomfortable.

The doorbell rang and Kabir went to open the door. An excited Siddhant jumped onto Kabir and hugged him tightly, as Kabir opened the door. Kabir did not reciprocate to the hug. "We're almost meeting after a month... aren't you happy seeing me-?" Siddhant asked quite excitedly as he broke the hug. Kabir asked Siddhant to control himself. "Bro! I brought beer for us... you can't deny me today... I have a happy news to share...!" Siddhant yelled in his excitement. "You won't believe me, if I say that I hooked-up with Ria last night...," He said and gasped. "Sid, stop-! I've something to tell you too-, listen to me first-," Kabir said placing his arm on Siddhant's shoulder. "I won't believe you, if you are going to say that you got laid too-," Siddhant said, arching his eyebrows. "I didn't do anything as such, Sid... will you listen to me, first-?" Kabir yelled. Kabir held Siddhant's hand and took him into the house. Siddhant was clueless as he followed Kabir into the living room. He was taken aback for a moment, as he saw his best-friend's ex-wife sitting on the couch. He couldn't understand the situation and looked at Kabir blankly, and then at Nisha. "What is this woman doing here, Kabir?" He asked and shook Kabir, holding his hand. Kabir looked down in frustration. "Sid, we need to talk, first!" Kabir said calming him down. Nisha looked at Siddhant and passed a weak smile. "I am not here to hurt your friend again, Siddhant, don't worry-," Nisha said. "What do you mean by that? I can't let you live here for another minute after what you did to him? I am not letting him become a fool again! " Siddhant said, holding Nisha's hand and pulling her off the couch, angrily. Nisha flinched in pain. Kabir was angry at his best-friend for the first time, as he saw him manhandle Nisha. Amyra came out of the room at the nick of time, and was astonished looking at the scenery in front of her. "Sid, Stop! You are hurting her!" Kabir yelled, as he angrily pushed Siddhant away from Nisha. Siddhant was astonished at his friend's behaviour. "What do you mean, by I am hurting her... and what about the things that she did to you...?" Siddhant yelled at Kabir and released his hold on Nisha. Kabir massaged his temples in frustration. "I don't care about all those things, now!" Kabir said. Nisha and Amyra blankly looked at the two fighting best-friends.

"Kabir... don't fight with him... I will go back..." Nisha mumbled weakly. Kabir turned to look at Nisha, and said, "You will not go anywhere... this is your house, as well..." Nisha passed a faint smile to him. Siddhant's presence made Amyra angry. "Nisha-, let's go, we'll find some other doctor... I don't trust you with a person, who has an expertise at manhandling women..." Amyra said, and Siddhant rolled his eyes in annoyance. "What is happening between you and Nisha, and what is this bitch doing here, moreover?" He asked Kabir, referring to Amyra. Kabir was irritated. "Will you listen to me, first, so that I can tell you what's happening?" Kabir asked Siddhant. Siddhant nodded involuntarily. "Nisha will be staying in this house, from now on... until she gets alright, and 'you' are going to make her alright..." Kabir said, putting a pressure on the last words of his sentence. Siddhant was confused. "What do you mean?" Siddhant asked. Siddhant was annoyed. "Nisha is in the final stage of lymphoma, Sid... it is only you, who can save her...," Kabir said, with moist and hopeful eyes. Siddhant was blank. He couldn't, for a moment, understand, what Kabir had said. He looked at Kabir and then, at Nisha in confusion. "Is it true-?" Siddhant turned towards Nisha, and softly asked her. Nisha nodded and smiled, a bit. "Why didn't you tell me, Nisha... I was always there... I know that things were not fine between us, but you could've just told me..." His behaviour towards Nisha suddenly changed, and this irked Amyra. "I am really sorry for what I just did... you know that I don't hate you... I didn't mean it... I'll do whatever I can, to save you..." He said, and embraced Nisha. His eyes had tears. "Pathetic human!" Amyra mumbled, crossing her hands against her chest angrily. Kabir was finally relieved.

"Sid, will you please live here with us-?" Kabir asked. Siddhant readily agreed to what he said. "I will stay here till Nisha gets alright..." Siddhant said, and smiled. Amyra was boiling in anger. "If this ass is going to live here, then neither me, nor Nisha, are going to live here for another second," She said angrily. Siddhant clapped excitedly. "You said at least one good thing from your mouth in all these years! I am so glad, that you finally did! You may leave..., but Nisha will not go anywhere..." He said. Kabir asked him to stop fighting, but he just went out of control. Tommy walked into the room, and started sniffing Siddhant's shoes. He didn't realise this at first, but when he did, he yelled at Amyra. "Eww-, this cringe-worthy dog!!! Why is it here!!!" Siddhant yelled in disgust. "Tommy isn't cringe-worthy, you are!!" Amyra retorted angrily. "I swear, I'll get you and your dog thrown out of here, soon--," Siddhant said, walking towards her and staring deep down into her eyes, in vengeance. "I will make your life hell!" Amyra promised him. Tommy barked, supporting Amyra. Kabir went and stood beside Nisha. "I don't know when they will change--," Nisha said and smiled. "I don't know that either-!" Kabir said. They smiled looking at each other, but as soon as they realised the awkwardness in their relationship again, they walked away from each other.

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Posted: 7 years ago

Amazing story it is ... Reminded me of something ... You guys have some awesome concepts ...

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Posted: 7 years ago

Res for part 1

The prologue itself was so intense that it took u to another world ...

The first part very aptly described the damage that is done when the strom passes ... This time it touched the two lifes that are not even aware about the extent of damage it has caused ...

Those hidden emotions always peeking out whenever they meet are beautifully written ...

The mystery of few spoken unspoken emotions holds u to the end of the chapter ...

Awesome concept ...😃

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Posted: 7 years ago

Res for part 2

Second part when she goes back to the same place which was once their heaven , and the flashback was Sweet , entering to the heavens same way in the arms of the one who was everything to u once and can never be back the same , that pain stabs u to the core ...

Best friends , in this story are exactly how they behave... 😆 one second angry at u and the next u never know 😆

Update soon waiting for the next part👏

Edited by poornima_15 - 7 years ago