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Veteran Actress Sandhya Shantaram Passes Away
Chapter 19
It was Rahul and Muskaan who were getting engaged, then why on earth was I feeling nervous? The feeling of anxiousness in the pit of my stomach made me even more restless. Obviously, I was Rahul's ring bearer, and it was truly an honour. Rahul avoided me for some time after I came back. It had become difficult, living a life so complicated and being a person so misunderstood. Armaan misunderstood for me who he doesn't deserve, Aditya misunderstood me for his possessions, and Rahul misunderstood me for someone who broke his trust and heart- the three most important men in my life. At times I can feel so much pain in my heart that I feel like a broken mirror, with a thousand shattered pieces, with nothing to hold these broken pieces together. There are many people who care about me, but no one I can talk to. The one I could talk to is in the other corner of the world, I thought sadly. At times, thinking of him in the city as me, gave a weirdly warm sensation in my heart. He was near, though far away.
The night I heard that he was seeing another "wanted" actress was the night I broke down. Rahul found me in the darkest corners of the room, with my face drenched in tears and my body curled up into a tiny ball. Immediately, he rushed towards me and held me in his arms. I kept my head on his chest and cried, while he held me silently. It was better somewhere, to know that there was someone, who would hold me in the dark, although he wasn't the person I needed. That night, I told him everything about my trip and Armaan.
"How can you love him so much?" He asked me, not able to believe it.
"It is not that difficult." I said simply amidst my tears. I could see the pain in his eyes, it was the pain that I felt. He pulled me into a hug. I was happy, happy knowing that my friend was back, when I needed him the most. That night he told me about Muskaan. Muskaan and Rahul had been together since the time I had left for the conference. She was there with him to mend his broken heart, to take away all the pain. Soon, he realized that it was not me he belonged with, but it was Muskaan. She made him happy, she made him laugh, he wanted to spend his whole if making her happy, he had decided.
"I am going to propose her, Riddhima." He looked into my eyes and told me. I smiled.
"I am glad that you found your love, Rahul." I told him honestly. That made him smile for some reason.
"I am sure you will, too." He told me, as if he was sure of it. How could he assure of me something like that, after I had told him the whole story? If I get my love back, he will die. I am lost, absolutely lost. But there was an amount of certainty in the way he assured me that night that I recognized.
"Ridzi, what are you doing here?" I pulled out of my thoughts, to see Anjali standing in front of me, concerned. Anjali Gupta, a well known cardiologist, is my elder sister. She is everything that I am not- strong, beautiful and intelligent. I was thankful when she had decided to come back and help me out last year. I was in a better place, with my protective elder sister near me. She is the only one who knew who really my childhood friend is.. She is the only one who understands his bond with me, since she has seen us.
"Uh, I do not feel well." I looked away, feeling even more anxious now.
"Is it because Armaan is supposed to come back tomorrow?" She asked me, trying to look into my eyes. It is true. Armaan is coming back to India, 3 months after his big accident, tomorrow.
"I think I am just tired, Di. The engagement is over anyways, this is just the after party. So I think.. I will just go home and take some rest."
From the look on her face, she seemed to understand my trouble, even though I did not want to reveal them. The anxious feeling, I knew, was because of Armaan, I just did not want to accept it in front of Di.. not here.. not now.
"Sure. I will handle everything here." She smiled at me.
"I love you, Di."
She cupped my face and smiled warmly.
"I love you, too, baccha. Now go."
...
Due to some technical reasons, the power supply in our area had been cut-off for a few hours, the kind, old lady in the neighbour hood informed me, as I was about to unlock the door. "Tell me if you need any help", she smiled at me. Somehow, she was able to see the panic arousing in me, when I heard her say that it was going to be dark for a few hours.
It rained heavily outside. Rhythmic beating rain drops against the window panes could be heard, as I entered the house. The amount of darkness contained in this single room was enough to sent chills through my spines. Like before, no more did the darkness give me peace. No more was I fond of the darkness.
The first thing I did was fill the room with lighted candles, so I filled all the rooms in this house with light, except my bedroom. For some reason, I wanted to go in there and fight my fears, alone... for some reason I liked it better in the darkness. Although I had was shivering the whole time, I had enough of will power to go in there all by myself.
As I cut through the darkness in the room and opened the door, I jumped back on hearing a screeching noise. I sighed, on realizing that it was the door that hadn't been repaired for over a week now. I made a mental note to repair the next time I am free. Flashes of Aditya forcing himself on me appeared in my mind, and I pushed them away.
I was alone... alone. If no one could fill the hole in my heart, no one could hurt me either. I decided to concentrate on my breathing.. it helped.
...
Within a few moments, I was already in my pajamas, ready to grab and book, and read it under the candle-light. I grabbed the copy of my favourite book and walked out of the bedroom, when I felt it.
Something was... not right. Something was not in place. I held my breath, frozen, when I heard someone breathing, someone other than myself. I looked around, panic stricken. It had started thundering and lightening, I could see it through the window. It was a sign of a coming storm.
"Anjali di? Dadi?" I called out, praying that it was them. But all I heard was the silence, the silence that was burrowing its away inside in me. I walked towards the door at first, still looking around warily and then rushed towards the door, to seek helps of the neighbours. I was sure that she wouldn't mind my company for the night, and I wouldn't mind it myself till Anjali di and Dadi were back.
Suddenly, someone grabbed me from behind and swung me around. Scared, I closed my eyes and tried to shout. The next moment I was being pushed against the wall, with someone's hands on my mouth, preventing me from screaming. I tried to move my limbs, I tried to fight, but he was too strong. I breathed heavily, counting my the last few moments of my life. Aditya, of course, had come to know about my secret phone call to Armaan, and had finally decided to get rid of me, I thought.
Silence spread in the room like wild-fire. I could hear him breathe and recognized it quickly. My heart beat quickened.
"Armaan." I breathed and opened my eyes. I found myself staring at a pair of deep blue eyes, currently ignited with passionate. Just by looking into his eyes, feeling him so close to me... I, finally, could feel the hole in my heart filling, and the darkness, around me, vanishing.
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Siggi by Sandhya (@sevenstreaks) (P.S this was my pitching picture to the production houses - which Sandy had done for me a couple of years...
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