Chapter 91
She opened the box and looked at the jewelry set for a long moment. The soft scent of her mother's perfume that was still fixed to the box spread around her like an envelope...causing her to be teary eyed. Keerti had been on the phone with Rohan for a half hour and had showered and gotten ready for bed; and she still hadn't been able to let go of the set from her hand. Her fingers trailed over the dangling pearls over and over again, her hands held the set up closer to her face for her to inhale her mother's scent, her eyes formed images of her mother wearing the set...
None of this had gone unnoticed by Keerti...but she let her be for some time. She had often found Simran looking lovingly at her mother's picture...remembering her...probably missing her dearly. She couldn't even imagine what it must feel like - to lose your mother...and father too. In a sense she had also lost her father, right after she had lost her mother. She couldn't imagine her life without either of her parents - let alone one. And yet, Simran had endured all this...hiding all her hurt and pain beneath her bubbly exterior. That was the harsh reality of life - not everything worked your way. For a moment she felt tears in her own eyes looking at Simran...but a small smile also formed on her lips when she thought about Aditya. It was true - when life closes a door on your face...it opens a window somewhere too...
She gently placed her hand on Simran's shoulder while sitting close to her on the bed. Simran looked at her and then looked back at the set smiling. She gave it to Keerti to hold while saying, "This is my mother's set..." There was much pride her in voice even though it cracked a bit.
"It's gorgeous!" Keerti told her honestly. The set was really very beautiful...and delicate.
"My mother wore this on her wedding day. She looked out of this world. It was as if her own beauty had escalated the beauty of the set. You have seen that picture I carry with me right?! I had made her wear this set and pose for that picture. That was the last time she wore it. Because after that she kept it for my marriage..." her voice started breaking again, but she still continued, "...hoping she would be able to put it on me some day. But..." She tried hard to hold back the sobs as she pressed her lips together.
Although she had never treated her father like one ever after his second marriage, she still had strangely never felt like an orphan...until that moment when reality struck her. All of a sudden, she was flooded with sadness as she realized she has no family left. She had no parents, no siblings and she had never really kept close contact with any of her relatives. Tears started rolling down her cheeks forming a wet stream as she realized how alone she was in life. There was something about abandoning her house that heightened this feeling of loneliness that she couldn't really comprehend...but she was aware of it.
Keerti shushed her while taking her in her arms. She held her tight as she spoke, "You have us...you belong to us...you are one of us. My parents are your parents...my deeds is your deeds. And more than anyone, you have Aditya. If God has taken away your parents, he has given you Aditya...who loves you with all he has. People would die to get a person like Aditya in their lives...specially with the way he loves you."
She didn't know which part did it - whether it was that she belonged to them and had them in her life or the fact that she had Aditya in her life - but her sobs had quieted down considerably. She must have been very emotional, because she was clutching Keerti very tight now. While she was still pacifying her, she asked, "When are you guys planning to get married?"
She pulled apart and answered while still sniffing, "I don't know, but I hope soon. I cannot bear to be called Suri anymore."
It was the perfect moment to lighten the mood and thus Keerti elbowed her as she teased her, "Ah, someone is desperate to get married!"
She finally saw a shy smile creep on her face and sighed. She got up to walk to the kitchen to fetch her a glass of water when she saw Kanan stand by the door. From the looks, it was evident that she had heard their conversation, because she quietly placed the glass of water in her hand on the dresser and left the room after mouthing a good night to her. Keerti smiled as she grabbed the glass of water for Simran...after all, her evil sister was not all that evil.
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