That day, just as he opened the doors of that terrace,
all doors to his happiness seem to have been shut! He was a total defeated man from all corners...
he was strangled .. yet he had a need to breath.. to live...
he was hand tied.. yet he was compelled to act...
...to take care of his di..
...to ravage through the heap of ashes his much labored love has imploded into!!
The girl in sapphire and crimson had no clue..
Why his eyes .. his entire frame seem to be...angry .. acrimonious...accusatory...
Were n't they the death of her just a few moments ago when he dreamily said "hmm" inching to her near that mirror where he almost proposed... well... proposed?!!
She could sense something terribly ominous from her laad governor...dear rakshas!
That night their worlds turned upside down!
When their hatred for each other grew beyond boundaries... or is it a total "disbelief"... of...how the other could sink to such depths of betrayal?? How could she or how could he? In which lay hidden a belief ... a hope perhaps...that the love their hearts perceived / harbored does not need any proclamations... any proofs...it can't be a sham but it will prevail!
And it did ...
in a grim isolation for him... and in a mansion full of people where she felt all isolated...
When they finally met ...
there were tears.. there was bliss.. there was love...
the dusty warehouse turned their Eden...
Bade Achche Lagte Hain Naya Season
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