|~ *Midnight blue* - Swasan TS (Final part updated) ~|

Part - 1



At night, when the whole city was soundly sleeping and resting a lone girl was walking on the silent roads of Kolkata . No single soul was out at midnight. It was raining heavily since an hour but the girl didn't seem to care about anything. The chaos in the sky, intense rainfall, the heavy splatter of rain on her, the quietness of the road.. didn't bother her the least. There was just only a single thought in her mind but she thinks its her last chance to see him to apologize. Tomorrow he is going to be discharged from hospital and once he is in his palace she won't be able to go there.

Fortunately or Unfortunately she doesn't know that the first thing he will do after his discharge from hospital would be going to badi and to see if she is all right. But as it is said that sometimes ignorance is a blessing.

She quickened up her pace. A watery smile came across her face on seeing the hospital building a few steps ahead. But instead of going to the hospital gate, the girl turned to the dark alley on the left side of the hospital and starts searching for a backdoor. Ten minutes pass like this in a futile search of the backdoor. The girl somehow steadied herself and took a long deep sigh. The only option which was now left to enter the building was through pipes. She steeled all her resolve and tried to climb the pipe. But her climbing journey was proving to be a very difficult one. Somehow after lot of trials and errors she successfully reached besides the window which leads to the 1st floor of the hospital. Without wasting any time the girl quickly gets inside the window ..

She observes that there isn't a single soul in the dimly lit corridor. She looks here and there and observes her surroundings. She doesn't know that exactly where Sanskaar's room is. She was shivering due to the cold and her wet clothes . Every bone of her body was drenched in the rain. But there is no turning back now. Swara is anything but a quitter . She takes baby steps and approaches the next corridor. As soon as she turns to the left side of corridor.. she hear someone's heavy footsteps. Swara gets scared and tries to look for a place to hide. She finds a room just two steps away from her . Luckily the door of the room was open . She quickly gets in the room and locks the door from inside. A sigh of relief escapes from her lips. She turns around curiously to analyze the mysterious room in which she entered a few minutes ago .

As soon as she turns around she saw him. There was he sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed. Maybe he was under some effects of the medicines or was dreaming in beautiful dream, she doesn't knows. But that one thing about which she was quite clear was that never ever she has seen more serene view in her life...or did see...? Even after many tries, she can't take her eyes off from him. "Swara" she hears this soft whisper which breaks her trance . Swara notices that her name was uttered by the same person whom she was staring at few seconds back.. She sets her eyes back upon the same person.. He is still sleeping calmly on the hospital bed "How does he knows that I am here" this question racks her mind and a tear slides down her face...the way she knew he was there when she was staying in their room...that memory came with many more tears and more burdening guilt...his voice echoing her mind " kaise bhul gai tum humara pyar Swara...? I love you..." .. That memory was playing on loop in her head. Pain in Sanskaar's voice was haunting her mind and soul. A strong sense of guilt wracked her mind .. She took a few steps back towards the door.

She was about to turn but again his voice echoed in her mind "ek din tumhe meri khamosi aur mere pyaar ka ehsaas zarur hoga and I'll wait for that day." That voice provided her the much needed strength. She wipes her tears and took measured steps towards the person of her muse. She was struck at the beautiful sight which was soothing her heart and soul and tells herself 'nahi Swara tum abhi peeche nahi hat sakti ' . With that thought and determined look in her eyes.. She again strides towards his bed but this time her steps were more confident .

Swara keenly observes the person lying on the bed. For the first time ever she properly looks at the Sanskaar's face. Sanskaar has always been the one who intrigued her the most. Despite her mind giving her many warning signals to stay far away from him, her heart always feels an beautiful unknown emotion in his presence 'he was handsome or cute...? either way he can be man of any girl's dream' she thought.

There was a small smile playing on his lips . Which indicated Swara that his current muse was dreaming something beautiful. A thought strikes in her mind at that moment, 'But his face looks incomplete without those eyes, those eyes in which she can see herself, those eyes which makes her feel more beautiful than she actually is...!'

She kneels down in front of his bed and takes his right hand protectively in her hand. His big rough hand felt good in her comparatively smaller and softer hand. She stroked her thumb over his palm in a circular motion. Not even once her eyes strayed away from his face.. Slowly she raised her hand and kept it on Sanskaar's forehead to sooth down few worry lines on his forehead.

' Was it her imagination or his face seemed much calm from before or was it her touch which was casting a calming effect on him or maybe his it was because of his dream' she wondered. There were thousands of things which Swara wanted to say but words were not coming out of her mouth. On her way to the hospital she had practiced everything she wanted to tell him. At at the current moment he was sleeping like a baby and she has no plans of disturbing him. Her wish of seeing him safe and sound came true . Swara just wanted to see him.

At that moment out of nowhere Sanskaar Maheshwari opens his eyes. He blinks his eyes a couple of times to get used to the bright light in the room. Swara and Sanskaar's eyes meet each other after an eternity. He stares at her with an intense gaze that makes her blush. Swara tries to open her mouth and utter few words . But her own voice failed her, her lips remained glued and nothing came out of her mouth. Sanskaar like always seems to sense her actual peoblem and said "Jaise hi tum room mein aayi..mujhe pata tha ki ye tum hi ho Swara" Swara who was mesmerised by his sleep induced voice immediately snapped from her thoughts. "Kaise" A simple question involuntary left from her mouth. "Tumhari dhadkano se, woh baat karti hai meri dhadkano se...", he exclaimed . He further added " baat karti hai mujse jab tum nahi bolti tabhi aur jab main sota hoon tabhi..." A tear slides down Swara's face on hearing Sanskaar intense and loving yet painful voice. His words stroked a chord straight in her heart. "Sanskaar" his name was the only thing she could utter now.. She notices a moment and sees Sanskaar slowly raising up his hand. He brings his hand closer to her cheek. Her heartbeat rises with every moment of his and she looks on confused at his actions. Suddenly she felt a soft touch of Sanskaar's rough fingers wiping away the tears trails from her cheeks.

"Sorry mere paas abhi handkerchief nahi hai" he says and a small smile appears on her face. It was at that moment where she realises that only he can make her smile or laugh; by his small gestures or by being that innocent and weird Kissan. He is the key of her smile and she knows now that if he is not there she can't smile hell she will not want to smile ever again if he is not there.

. "Tumhe bata nahi sakta ki tumhari ye smile maine kitni miss ki" he says with a big grin of his own. His sentence made her smile even more large. She flashed her own bigger grin towards him..
Both of them were sporting the same grin. It was after many days they gave their genuine smile to each other. Unfortunately this beautiful moment broke by a " Anchooo" Swara suddenly sneezed loudly. The reality hits sanskar and he notices that his princess was drenched in water. He tugs her hand and asks "tum thik to ho na..? ye sab kya hai..?" He touches her face and notices her wet hair. "Sanskar I'm fine in fact never been better.." she says flashing an adorable grin. Sanskar would have lost himself in that grin but he knew her way too well "Tum kaha se aa rahi ho swara..." he sternly demands an answer from her. With that stern tone her smile vanishes from her face. Sanskar hated that but there is no other way to get truth from certain Mrs. Maheswari . She opens her mouth to tell him.. but again she ends up blaberring in front of Sanskaar "Sanskaar.. woh.. pipe...rain... Sujatha aunty.. sorry." Sanskaar looks on amusingly at Swara,but still maintains a stern facade in front of her.
'You are an certified idiot now Swara, can't even mumble 2 complete sentences in front of Sanskaar' she berates herself in her mind. Unknowingly or knowingly Sanskaar voices the exact same thought of hers. "You are definitely a certified idiot Swara" ,he says with a tinge of disapproval in his voice. "Who roams Kolkata's streets at the midnight when its raining cats and dogs and that too by using a pipe...Humari story mein Romeo ka role play karna chahti ho tum? what if you had slipped from the pipe..?" his tone changes from berating to a concerned one. He again worriedly asks her while cupping her face, " Apne aap ko koi super woman samajti ho kya tum ? what was the need or urgency ki tumhe mujhse milne aise aana pada?"

And then it hits him that she is here to only see and meet him. His heart exploded with happiness but a was small hurt emotion somewhere in his mind, which was overpowering his heart. " Swara main aaj raat ko marne nahi wala tha...aur" words stopped coming of his mouth because of a loud exclamation of "Sanskaar" from the only companion in the hospital room, his wife. She kept her palm on his mouth to hush him from speaking further. She exclaimed, "Tum apne aap ko kya samajhte ho Sanskaar, koi superhero.. kya zaroorat thi apni jaan ko khatre mein dalne ki. Tumhe bata hai sab kitni pareshan the, tumhari mom ka ro ro ke bura haal ho gaya tha, tumhare dad bilkul toot gaye the, tumhara bhai or behen ko itna dukhi maine aaj tak kabhi nahi dekha, aur meri .." She suddenly stopped speaking in midway. This was the very first time when she spoke few proper sentences with an authoritive voice since she entered the room. Silence found back its way into the gloomy room. Until it was broken by "aur tum kya swara? " inquired Sanskaar.

" Main.. muje laga meri saanse ruk gayi hai, main zinda hoon par meri dhadkan ruk gai hai...I wanted to see u , touch u. I wanted to feel to confirm that you are safe and sound. But your mom didn't let me enter the main hospital gate. Look sanskar I m not complaining I know it was my fault and she had all the right. Par just tumhe na dekhpane ka khyal bhi mere dil ko tod deta hai...my heart bleeds when I remember what I have done to u and our relationship..."
She says all in one breath. She was a mess, her voice was hoarse and tears fell continuously from her swollen eyes .

But she still continued, "I am so sorry that i don't remember our love sanskar but today i came here in middle of the night by climbing the pipe to tell u that i am really sorry that i called you a khooni. I am sorry that because of me you got a severe injury on your head". Her own guilt and speech has mentally and physically exhausted her. She goes down on her knees and continues while holding her ears" I am sorry k tumhe meri wajah se apna ghar chodna pada.." she said while standing up. " I am sorry ki tumhe kissan banna pada" she add while going down again..." I am sorry ke maine tumhe thapad maara , I am sorry ke maine tumahri baat nahi maani, I am sorry ke tum meri wajah se hospital me ho . Iam sorry for everything...muje saza do sanskar chahe to thapad mar lo...par apni zindgi se mat nikalo...main mar jaungi...please dont give up on me. "and she breaks down completely on that cold hard ground...

" Yes Swara ,I am . It was just too much rock and roll happening in the last few hours. And if I m not looking at u like you are bone and I m a dog with my tongue out , that doesn't mean I am gay..." He answered her concerns.

Swara could hear her loud heartbeats quite clear in the small hospital room. She could feel heat rising on her cheeks. "It's nothing like that", she tries to explain..."

"I know and trust me I will prove that I am not gay to you, but on some other day " he calmly replies.

Swara tries his best to hide her gasp but she is unsuccessful. Her heart beat did speed up and down dangerously before restarting at a precarious rate. Even her hands trembled and her breath came at a much rate higher than usual. Sanskaar on sensing her and both his situation guided her silently towards the bed " Swara it has been a very long day for both of us.. let us take some much needed rest "

"Huh " she answered back confusedly and she jerks back to reality. She tries to move but due to wetness of the floor she slips and lands up straight on the ground

"Swara ..!" ,she hears his concerned voice...

"I m OK " she weakly replies back. 'Way to go swara now he will think you are a toddler who can't understand or speak or even walk.' she thinks sarcastically. Suddenly her musings get disturbed as she feels his hands on her shoulder helping her in getting up from the ground. Her eyes meets his intense gaze. Suddenly a loud sound of thunder sound breaks their moment and causes both of them to tumble on the floor.

Swara falls down straight on her back and mumbles a string of colorful curses in her mind. Sanskaar falls down over her and knocks over all the breath present in her lungs. An another eyelock follows soon.

"Tum mere upar ho Sanskaar" exclaims Swara. At this recreation of their own famous old moment Sanskaar feels ecstatic and flashes a huge grin in Swara's direction.

Swara can feel pure bliss in her heart because of the 100 wats grin he flashed towards her. She puts her hand around his neck and genuine words tumble out from her mouth "You know what Sanskaar ,you look very cute while smiling " And she pulls his both cheeks.

A naughty smile graces Sanskaar face and he exclaims ,"Aaj cute bolne se nahi rokunga tumhe. But don't call me cute from next time. Handsome, hot, dashing, charming, hunk sab chalega. But no cute business please.

Swara gets a little taken aback by his resistance to be referred as cute . She tries to divert the topic, "Acha baba nahi bolungi.with hint of sadness...which was soon replaced by happiness because of his next words...



"you can call me whatever you want to call me princess But ho sake to cute mat bulana..it doesn't suit my personality u know"...he says with slight smile.. swara while blushing " nice lines Mr.cute maheswari but really tum mere upar ho and you are very heavy."

Sanskaar gives his reply with a huge grin "Ab ka kare swara ji humari moum hume bohot khilati hai na isliye " he says all this while getting up from the most comfortable place ever.

A warm feeling fills Swara's heart and she starts laughing . She too closely follows Sanskaar in getting up from the cold yet comfortable hospital ground. "Tum bohot ache ho sanskar" ,she compliments him with a dreamy expression present in her eyes

"I know" he replies back. And adds "Tum mujh se bhi achi ho Swara". His dark black eyes were indulged in a silent battle with her warm chocolatey eyes. He hesitantly puts his right hand on her waist and he pulls her a bit more closer towards him . Swara comfortably leans towards him and lovingly lays a kiss on his cheek.


Sanskaar feels a familiar feather light touch on his cheek after a long time. He basks in the affection showered upon him by his female companion in the room. He has a dreamy smile on his face which suddenly brakes into a yawn.

Swara smirks slightly on seeing this gesture and says ,"chale Mr. Maheshwari" .

Sanskaar looks on confused and replies "kaha.. mujhe aaj aur kahi nahi jaana Swara.. it was an enough excitement for a single day ".

Swara fondly shakes her head at Sanskaar's antics and she gestures silently towards the bed.

"Swara I don't think I m ready to take this huge step in our relationship I need time to think" he says with teasing smile while . By the tone of his voice she understands that he is simply teasing her. She rolls her badi badi eyes and looks at him with you are impossible look.

"You sleep there swara I don't think you will be comfortable with me, so you sleep there and I will sleep on visitors couch " he says with gentle smile.
'Why is he being so damn sweet towards me' she thinks with moist eyes and small smile and says.

"Stop that Sanskaar. This is not a time to show your chivalry. You are injured and visitor's couch doesn't looks comfortable at all".

Sanskaar tried to protest but it goes in vain. She requests him and says" Please Sanskaar don't protest and take rest, for me "

Finally after all the arguments with Sanskaar on his sleeping position he finally gives in. Both of them can be extremely stubborn when they want to be. Finally Sanskaar lies on the bed and Swara tucks him in properly.

Swara with a slight hesitation in her voice requests Sanskaar , " Sanskaar... couldyouscootoveralittle" She says the whole sentence in a single breath.

Sanskaar raises his eyebrow and looks at her with a confused stare.

Swara with hesitation begins to explain " Sanskaar can you scoot over a bit..if you don't mind" she adds nervously

"Well I don't but are you sure...? ", he replies back positively. He asks the question while looking at her cloths " I mean I can't take guarantee of my hands and legs once I m sleeping you know and I don't want you think that I m some kind of jerk ".

Swara smirked and replied "From the interactions I did had with u till now, I know you are anything but a jerk . I have a full faith on you". Sanskaar heart skipped a beat on hearing such words from Swara .

"Now scoot over, I am very tired and I know you must also be the same " she answered in a soft voice. Sanskaar made a space for her in the small hospital bed. Bed wasn't meant for two individuals but they both perfectly fit on it . Just like 2 puzzle pieces.

Sanskaar kissed the crown of her head. "Sanskaar mujhe 1 aur baat.. " Swara exclaimed. But Sanskaar cut her midway and replied, "Swara baatein hoti rahengi, abhi poori zindagi baaki hai uske liye aur ab tum kuch nahi bolegi"

Swara nods her head cutely like a small child . She keeps her head near his heart. Both of their arms are entwined with each other. Neither Swara or Sanskaar found such deep solace in last few weeks. It seemed like all their worries, tensions, and problems have magically vanished. Next morning they will wake up to a new shining sun in the horizon. There are many talks still unsaid, many emotions still unsolved, many people to be dealt with, and a other heap of things to do. But right now they are finding comfort and solace in each other's presence. Like they always do...

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