Chronicles of crazy Love pg 2-part 2 - Page 2

Swayam Shekhawat, 25 yr old CEO of Shekhawat industries is a moody man. At least that is what he projected himself as, a workaholic, a serious business man mostly a different kind of human species who never emoted his feeling to anyone not even to his family.

Rishi Shekhawat sat on the table waiting for the breakfast to be served. He took a glance at his son who was busy in attending calls from past 30 minutes. Rishi sighed to himself thinking about the year that has passed by. How he transferred the responsibilities to Swayam and how well he was fulfilling them. Their industries... Taani's wedding...every dam thing. He smiled to himself thinking of Swayam three years before a lad with full of life, a son who held his hand when he needed him the most, ... the time he lost Maaya...his wife and Swayam now.

He went to his room staring at the wall. It was their picture. How happy they were. He wiped lone tear. Settling himself on the recliner he went through the memories captured in albums. Their life ...their struggles ...Maaya's support as a companion, as a friend, as a wife. He laughed hard looking at Swayam's grumpy face standing in underwear for swimming competition. He remembered himself dragging a crying Swayam to classes so that he will learn swimming .

"Rishi, Please don't force him... he will learn if he wants to there is no point of forcing him to do something which he doesn't enjoy. He is not happy Rishi.."

He looked at Swayam who was walking through the corridor speaking on his phone.

"He is not happy Rishi..."

He came out of his thoughts as the same words echoed in his ears. He kept back the album thinking about Swayam.

How he was a happy kid...a mumma's boy. Swayam , Maaya named him that. He had his brains and her heart. Maaya was a simple woman with a heart of gold. She brought up Swayam as just Swayam not as a Shekhawat. She loved simple things.. simple moments of life so did Swayam. How he was a mumma's irritating boy. He wondered how this boy composed himself and stood by him when they have lost their life ...Maaya. How initial few months they didn't even speak a thing and how they opened up to each other and cried for years. How Swayam was happy and made him happy.

But from past three years things weren't the same. He remembered how Swayam came back from US in middle of his course when he heard of some girls death. How he screamed at every dam official...every one to know about her. He never told him or anyone about who is that girl or why he was reacting so wildly. He just left after few days and returned after few years as someone whom he never knew.

He looked at her picture and smiled.

"He needs a daadda's dose na Maaya."