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Hey everyone! I am Spree and I am new to this Forum, though not to the website.😆
I recently caught up with the show on Hotstar and I loved the dynamics between the lead pair- Abeer and Meher and that's when I decided to write something after a really long time. I would love your thoughts and comments on it. Even a thumbs up would make my day.
I am planning to write more, send me a Buddy request or a Pm if you would like to read more.
This One shot however, is from Abeer's point-of-view, May/May not do Meher's mind mapping, depending on the response :)
Here goes.
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How to survive a breakup 101 (Abeer)
You take a swig out of the whiskey flask and decide you would get over her. Slowly, but surely. There's nothing a peg of Jack Daniels couldn't solve. Yes, lots of marriages fail. Statistics show that most love marriages end up in failure. Your marriage also bit the dust and it was a no biggie. It may be good for you, healthy even. You were so stuck up on a girl for four years that you never noticed anyone else. The world would listen to your music and crave your attention, maybe an autograph or even a selfie, if they were lucky but you were still in love with one person, just as you had promised. Your heart instigates you- you were faithful, and she still left you? You bleed, you cry. But no, you won't listen to that loser heart. You listened to it once and see where it got you. Everything would be fine, you convince yourself (almost forcefully)
You can't sleep because the bed reminds you of happier times, of dreams and memories. You go to a gym and chart out an extensive workout so laborious that it helps you sleep. You still can't sleep. Because you are used to the signature lemony musk of her hair which used to be peppered on your pillow, her nose used to nuzzle your neck and the tickling sensation helped you sleep. You take sleeping pills and they can't really help you sleep because they are not Meher, who happens to be your actual drug and you are now a Medical Miracle because drugs don't work on you!
You have banned Pineapples in your house because it used to be her favorite fruit and can't even stand sweet shops because she used to force you to take her to a sweet shop and share a rasmalai with her. ("You know how fattening Rasmalai is, Abeer? Aur waise bhi jhootha khaane se pyaar badhta hai.") You can't risk falling in love with her, again. When did you fall out of love exactly? You didn't.
You stay nights in your office because your home has starting haunting you, the walls have started closing up on you, you are now claustrophobic. You embrace darkness because she was your light and your light has died down in your heart.
You try to sing happy songs, to be appease your fans, Sattuji wants something positive to come out your songs for once but all you can muster up are lyrics signifying your heartbreak. You become so good in masking your feelings that all you do is laugh and prank others, jesting one person and teasing another but in your heart, you are lonely and you remember the times when you used to tease her, she used to roll her eyes and say your name in such an irritated tone that you used to adore. But you can't play those pranks on her anymore, and it gets taken out on someone else.
You can't even think of having an affair because every girl looks like a cheat to you and yet again, your heart betrays your thoughts and intervenes- Are you sure you don't date because you are not over her yet? You stop that voice before anyone else hears it and take a shot of whiskey again. You don't want to look like a coward, its too soon to date anyways. (8 years is soon?)
You burn down each memory of hers, ruin yourself and then Pat yourself on the back because congratulations, you are over her. She could NOT affect you if she tried.
Fast forward to eight years, and ho, she is your new boss. One look at her and all your walls crumple down to the ground, all at once, because she gets on your nerves and she didn't even try. You try to attempt to mask the facade of you getting over her, because you can't to realize the distinction between dreams and reality. You sit on the stairs smirking at her but in reality, you would like the ground to hold you in place so that you don't jump on her and shake her out of her senses and ask her- Are you happy without me?
Your eyes suddenly have this glint inside them but its really your spark creeping back in your eyes because she is now around you. All your charm which seemed to have seeped out of you comes crawling back, because lets face it, you were never over her. Your life has purpose again. Her.
You plan and plot her embarrassment in front of the whole office and you decide on a perfect revenge. You shall give her the orange shirt she got for you tomorrow, to show that you didn't forget your humiliation. Your heartbreak. To remind her that all of your failures were due to her. Your heart laughs at your pathetic attempt to seek solace in her misery and it advices you to come out of your fool's paradise because you saved the shirt not to humiliate her, but to remind yourself that there was once a time when she cared for you too. And you still love her enough to save something so ordinary as a shirt (not branded but bought with love) to keep your going.
You think if its possible to kill your heart and still keep living. But you would find ways to keep your heart still. There would be sweet revenge with one memory at a time.
You would get plenty time to settle scores with her, later. But for now, you sleep. Because your drug is back. You sleep a peaceful sleep,convinced that you are over her, dreaming of her shocked face (courtesy: the Shirt). Your hands move on their own accord, searching for a pillow that you imagine to be her, betraying yourself and your need to be with her.
So much for getting over her,eh?
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Anupamaa
Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon
