Nairan Os: Be mine

Hey everyone! I have been reading so many Os in the past weeks and with a little bit of motivation from Mahi, I've decided to pen down my own one. Pls comment on your honest feelings about it. It will help me improve my writing further.

Karan stood gaping at himself in the mirror. He had been doing this for days now. His allergy had gotten worse and his neck was covered with red marks but it was the least of his worries now. His mind, his heart, everything in his world had stopped working. He replayed the moment he told Naina to leave over and over in his mind. Life had taken a turn that day. His darkness enveloped him even further. He tried to bring a small smile to his face. It was quite difficult now. He had lost practice of it. His eyes flicked to the clock, 15 more mins he said to himself. 15 minutes till he got to see his brightness again. He pasted that smile on his face and left the house.

As usual he gathered his students and waited like he always did. A gust of wind blew in his direction, he didn't need to know who it was. Her fragrance filled the air. His smile became bigger as he whipped round to see her settling herself in the nearby hut. His hand immediately began to glide on his violin. He started teaching while watching her teach on her side. His daily dose of Naina, his only source of light in an otherwise empty day. That 1 hour that he got to see her was the reason his heart still beats. He smiled watching her silky smooth hair sway in the wind. He regretted every moment that he sent her away. He needed her.

As he lied down that night sprawled in his bed, he thought of Naina. Another daily habit of his. Her memories flooded him, their meeting, her support, her handshake, every moment recorded in his brain. He knew that living without her was becoming more impossible as the days went. He felt helpless, how could he keep her? She couldn't be his after all? He was plagued, diseased. He didn't deserve her. His mind agreed but his heart, it gave him hope. Hope of a future with his diamond, his everything. Silence took over the room and his eyes stung, tears fell. Why? He thought... why is my life like this? Why can't I ever keep anything I love? LOVE, the word buzzed in his ear. His brother had told him he loved Naina. He felt it was a joke.. how could he possibly love anyone? But there was no other explanation to what he felt right now. He had forever been away from all his friends, family, but it never hurt this much as it did now. He felt empty, soulless. Was this the heartache that two lovers get when they are separated from one other? He wouldn't know. He had never loved anyone before after all. He drifted in and out of sleep that night. His head fluttered with dreams, him and Naina holding hands, smiling. His heart yearned for it to be true.

It was morning, and he was rushing now, rushing towards Nainas new home. It was just another day when he woke up this morning, until his car stopped in a traffic block. The scene on the road had wretched his heart into pieces. A man was holding onto his bleeding wife, he was crying, Mujhe maaf kar do, he screamed. Karan took in the surroundings. An accident he told himself. The man continued mumbling, mujhe maaf kar do, Asha, agar maine tumse ladai nahi kee hoti to tum ab aise nahi hoti. Yeh sab mere wajah se hua hai. Mujhe tumhe ghar se jane keliye nahi kehna chahiye tha. It was then that Karans mind exploded, he pictured himself instead of the man and Naina in his arms. Lying there motionless. His heart pounded heavily. No he didn't want to be next. He had to get his Naina back. He had to.

He was gasping as he reached the doorstep of Nainas new apartment. He was happy, he had listened to his mum the day before telling about her visit to Nainas place. He hammered on the door and heard a click as it opened. Naina looked shocked and surprised at the same time. But before he knew what he was doing, she was in his arms. He embraced her in a tight hug. Her breaths came in slow against his chest. Slowly she wrapped her arms around him. She didn't know what to say. His warmth spread around her. He looked stressed and she let him calm against her. They stood in each others arms for a few minutes. The world stopped around them. It was just them. Their hearts beating as one.

At that moment, Karan realised what he was doing and pushed Naina off. An immediate sorry followed. But Naina didn't mind, she understood, like she always did. Karan tum yahan, she asked. Kya hua, Kuch problem toh nahi? She waited for him to say something. Silence... haan problem hain, he replied finally. She gasped, Kya problem? Batao Karan, kya hua? Ghar mein sab teek hain na. He looked up and their eyes met. Tum ho meri problem Naina. Tum...

Moments passed, Main... Maine kya... she couldn't complete her sentence. His umbrella was on her stomach in an instant and she was pushed against the wall. Yeh muth poocho ki tumne kya kiya hai Naina. Mein pagal horaha hoon. Jahan dekhta hoon, wahan dikthi ho tum. Tumhara ek hasi dekhne keliye minuton gintha hoon mein. Aur tum ho jo ghar ke bare me pooch rahi ho aur mere bare mein nahi. Naina was shocked. She had never heard Karan say things like this before. She saw the tears come to his eyes.

Her eyes flicked to the doll on her bed. He followed her vision and tried to take in what he was looking at. There on the bed sat a clumpy pillow with a jumper on and umbrella in hand. It was then that it clicked. He returned his eyes to Nainas. He could see it without words, she had been missing him equally. His grip on her loosened and he stepped back apologising. Sorry, woh bus gussa aagaya tha. He shied away from her. She knew why, he wanted to hide his tears. She waited, not knowing what to say.

Wapas ghar chalo Naina, he said almost pleading. Her heart skipped a beat. Please wapas chalo. He turned around and came close to her again. Naina he said while looking into her eyes. I'm sorry, main bohot galat tha. This time Naina replied... nahi Karen main nahi aa sakthi. He gulped before he continued. Please Naina, mere liye, wapas ao na. Mein teek hona chahtha hoon Naina. Mein sab kuch teek karna chahtha hoon. Please Naina sirf tum ho jo mujhe help kar sakthi ho. Tumhare bina mera zindagi ab poora nahi hota hai. It was her turn to cry now. All sort of images played in her head, their meeting, his hatred, friendship and now this. Was it love? Why was her heart tearing itself apart? She couldnt get herself to reply. She nodded.

His smile was bright, even as more tears threatened to fall. Thank you... thank you meri zindagi mein aane ke liye. Thank you meri zindagi banane ke liye.

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