SwaRon/TanHa OS ~Paradise~

Sharon stormed into her room and threw her purse angrily on the bed. Swayam entered a few seconds after her and closed the door sighing while looking at her. She clenched her fists in anger and turned around so that her back was facing him. He knew she was mad at him and maybe somewhere he was at fault too but he knew he will make her understand. He moved towards her who was still standing with her back facing him, her hands crossed upon her chest and fingers clenched into fists. Anger mixed with alcohol was showing its effects. He placed a hand upon her shoulder but she quickly jerked it away and took a step forward. He said in a calm voice "Sharon, listen to me please" but before he could continue she turned around and said "no u listen to me Mr Shekhawat" he was taken aback with the amount of bitterness in her voice and said "sha'." But she cut him off midway and once again started shouting on him "u Mr Swayam Shekhawat'what the hell do u think of yourself han?...u think u can do whatever you want and I will follow your instructions like a puppet" swayam "Sharon'what are you saying?" Sharon "what I am saying is that I hate you so much''I wish'.arghh I wish I would have never fallen for you, no, I wish that I would have never even met you in the first place than my life would have been perfect you are the only fault in it" he couldn't believe what she just said. He knew she was angry at him but why is saying such harsh stuff to him. He was hurt deeply. Her each and every word cut through him and he felt a cold wall building between them. Tears formed in his eyes and he took a few steps back. She saw those tears and realized that she had crossed the line. She moved forward saying his name "swayam" to stop him but he just shook his head at her clearly telling her stop. She once again went behind him to stop him but he closed the door of the room on her face and left the room while she stood there with tears in her own eyes.

He entered the other room and just fell on his bed. Her words had really cut through him. How could she say such things? He knew she could be very mean sometimes and say things which she never meant but what she just said made him feel as if everything between them was just a dream. Her words rang in his ears and he felt as if someone was slowly torturing him to death. She was the best thing that ever happened to him and now when she said "I wish that I would have never even met you in the first place then my life would have been perfect you are the only fault in it "made him feel as if he never even for a second mattered to her. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration and said to himself "am I that bad? Does she mean it? Does she really hates that she fell in love? Am I really nothing else but a bad mistake in her life?

She saw her reflection in the mirror and hated herself for saying those words to him. She never even in her wildest dreams could imagine her life without him. Then how could she say those words to him. She felt too much hatred for herself. How can I hurt him? She yelled at herself in anger. She felt like killing herself. He was so hurt it was written upon on his face and the pain was given by none other than herself and the mere thought was eating her from inside. Unable to see herself in the mirror she turned around and slowly sank to the floor cursing her and crying badly.

He opened his eyes and they burned due to too much light and from crying all night. They took a moment to adjust to the bright light and then he stood up looking at the clock. The memories of last night started playing themselves in his mind and he felt as if someone just dug out a deep hole in his chest. He once again looked at the clocked and realized that he is running late for office so without wasting more time he went outside towards his room. As he slowly approached his room he felt the opening in his chest growing deep. He didn't want to see her right now after what she said to him last night he honestly didn't want to say or hear anything more. The door was ajar and he peaked inside there was no one there so he quickly made his way to the bathroom and turned on the shower hoping to get a long and hot bath which would help him relax. He came out after taking his time and saw his dress was laid out for him on the bed along with everything else he needed. He looked at it and took out a different dress for him and grabbed only his wallet from all the things which she had laid out for him. He was combing his hair when he heard her say "you would have looked much better in the other dress'.right hariprasad" he didn't turn around and saw her reflection in the mirror. She was standing there wearing a white churidar something in which he loved her and she indeed looked breath taking. Her one hand holding her ear clearly indicating she was sorry and the other one holding hariprasad. He continued getting dressed and didn't say anything. "hariparasad my hubby is mad at me'and he should be I said some things which I didn't mean plz tell him to forgive me'.I am truly sorry" he didn't even look at her. She had hurt him beyond extreme this time and it was not their college life where she would hurt him and eventually after some days he would forgive her. They were married now and now those words held much more importance then they held before. It mattered if you don't remind the other person that you still love him and it mattered even more that you are not satisfied with the other person. "hariprasad he is not even looking at me'.plz tell him I love him and without him there is not any reason for me to exist" he slowly raised his eyes and looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw how hurt she was. He quickly looked away as looking at her reminded him of last night. "hariprasad hummm'.you know he is looking bad in this suit too'.you know my husband just looks handsome in anything he wears" he was done and was ready to leave when he heard her say "hariprasad tell him na that I am gonna die without'." and without thinking twice he turned around and placed his fingers upon her lips preventing her from completing her sentence. Time stopped for both of them they both could see the pain in each other's eyes and it increased their own pain even more. They kept looking in each other's eyes and a few tears rolled down both of their cheeks and then swayam said "hariprasad tell her that this time the damage in beyond repair" then without giving her a chance to say anything he walked out of the room.

He dug his feet in the sand and looked at the waves slowly crashing into each other and then disappearing for forever. He didn't felt like going home. He wanted to spend some time alone. He was truly hurt and somehow wished he would end it all. But he was not able to forget what she said. He closed his eyes and all those words rang in ears. He opened them not wanting to go through them all over again and saw a kid standing in front of him with a white rose in his hand. He looked at the kid and he said "it's for you'plz forgive her" his smile disappeared and he stood up without saying anything. He turned around to leave but found another boy standing there with a whole bouquet of white roses and two girls beside him holding their ears "plz forgive her'she is truly sorry" for a second he was truly touched but the other moment when he remembered the coldness in her eyes and words he felt the same sensation of pain through him. He didn't accept the bouquet and left from there but as he took a few steps forward he saw hariparsad sitting there with another white rose beside him and a small piece of paper saying "sorry" stick on him. He closed his eyes and took few deep breaths trying to fight back his tears. The sun was about to set and it was getting cold. He was about to kick hariprasad in anger when he heard too many kids speaking at once "she is sorry..plz forgive her'.she truly loves you" he turned around and just then saw the sun going down the horizon and it felt like it was drowning in the sea making different patterns on the water and it looked like as if the water was on fire. The children stood there, loads of them with candles in their hands and in between them some children holding papers with I AM SORRY WRITTEN ON THEM and in between them she stood wearing what she was wearing earlier and looking like an angel. It was most beautiful sight he had ever seen. With the twilight and the candles and Sharon looking like an angel it was an example of god's creativity at its best. Now with the darkness slowly stretching far in the sky the children standing there holding candles looked like little fairies surrounding his angel who was standing between them hoping that he would forgive this time. Her guilt was written upon her face and he could read it. For a moment he stood there dumb struck by what he had just seen. He wanted to forgive her and just wrap her in his embrace but those words spoken by her had given him deep wounds which were not easily going to be healed. It was not the first time Sharon has said sometime bad to him, there had been times when she would say something which would hurt him deeply but then he would forgive her but this time he was sacred that if he would forgive her she would hurt him again. He didn't want that. Her each and every word had punched a hole through him and he felt hollow right now. He turned around mad at himself for being so hopeless in front of his heart and then took a step forward but stopped upon hearing her words "swayam'plz I am truly sorry just forgive me one last time I promise I won't ever hurt you again" she choked upon the last words and he knew she had tears in her eyes, he had too and without sparing her a last glance he walked away from there, leaving her with an immense amount of guilt and hurt.

"You are given a day off today" said Sharon to the cook standing in front of her. Cook "but madam how will you cook? I mean you don't know how to cook'plz let me help you at least" Sharon glared at him and said "no, I said I am gonna do it myself'so now you are free to go'understood" the cook nodded and then left telling her where different pots and spices are kept. She rubbed her hands in excitement and thought "I am gonna cook for you today swayam'.and I will make sure you forgive me today" she opened the recipe book and started reading the recipe. Once she read it she starting making the food cutting her finger once and burning her hand once or twice but in the end she finally did it. She poured the gravy from the last pot and then smelled everything. Everything looked and smelled fine. She had never in her life cooked before and she was hell nervous. But she sure no matter what he would forgive her sooner or later.

He entered his house loosening the tie around his neck. He had been coming home late for the past four days avoiding her as best as he could. He saw her doing something around the dining table and walked right past her but she stopped him by coming in front of him. She gave him a sweet smile and then grabbed his hand pulling him towards the dining table saying "today everything of your choice is made'" she had dragged him towards the table and signaled him to sit. When he didn't move an inch she tugged on his arm and made him sit then she said in an excited voice "I cooked everything myself for you" her voice trailed off to a whisper in the end and he could sense the amount of sadness in it. when he didn't made any move or said anything she picked up the bowl and was going to pour some of it in his plate when he grabbed her hand preventing her to do so and then stood up saying "thanks but no thank I am not hungry'" with this he left from there and went straight to the guest room which he had been using for the past four days. He closed the door and held his head in his hands. She was making it extremely hard for him to be angry with her. He didn't understand her she was the one who said to him that he was the only fault in her life now when he was trying to set her mistake right for her why was she making it so difficult for him. He lay on the couch and closed his eyes and placed his arm above them not bothering to turn off the light. "I hate you so much''I wish'.arghh I wish I would have never fallen for you, no, I wish that I would have never even met you in the first place than my life would have been perfect you are the only fault in it" her words kept ringing in his ears and no matter how hard he tried he was not able to forget them.

She knocked on the door saying "swayam'open the door please'fight with me, shout on me, hit me if you want but stop this silent treatment please'.don't hold anything back just say it out loud, I have hurt you hurt me swayam but at least talk to me please'." Her voice was choking badly which means she was crying badly. She kept knocking on his door and no reply came. She was frustrated now he was not saying anything to her, not fighting with her and definitely not telling her how much he loves her. she continued "swayam okay if you don't wanna talk to me then at least please eat something you had not eaten anything for the past four days'please don't give urself punishment for something I did'please eat something'if you don't wanna eat the food cooked by me then order something but please eat something" he was not replying her and his cold silent treatment was even worse than if he would have shouted on her. She was desperate to talk to him now. She was not knocking anymore she was banging on the door. She kept banging for who knows how long and her bangles dangling in her arms broke when she hit her hands against the door to hard. They fell to the floor and scattered to so many small pieces just like her life had in the past few days.

Her banging on the door eventually stopped and he thanked god. Her voice filled with so much sadness was making it difficult for him to breath. He was not able to sleep all night and was waiting for the night to end which seemed to drag on for forever so that he can get out of the house. Finally the sun was shining bright in the sky and it was time for him to go office. He was ready and slowly opened the door not wanting to see Sharon now. He didn't even know how he would face her after last night. What he would say to her not that he was already on the talking terms with her. He slowly opened the door and the sight in front of him tore him into pieces. She had eventually stopped banging but that never left the spot. She was sleeping in sitting position beside his door. He was not able to see her like this, agony was written all upon her face and there were tear tracks down her cheeks and her bangles lay broken all around her. He was not able to take it anymore so he just turned around and left the house as soon as he could.

He was walking towards his home which seemed more like hell to him right now. Her devastated face kept flashing in his eyes and he was not able to even indulge himself in work. He opened the door and saw that the whole house was decorated. There was a path of rose petals which started from the door and ended on the dining table where her sleeping form was present. The lights were off and there were candles lit in the entire house. He walked towards her and saw that a white table cloth was spread on the table. This time there were no dishes but a black chocolate cake with "Happy Confession Anniversary" written on it and then it dawned on him that today was their first confession anniversary the first they ever confessed their love for each other on exactly this date one year ago. He tucked a lose strand of her hair behind her ear and gently stroked her cheek. How could he forget this day? He questioned himself and had no answer. But she had remembered and even done all the preparations which he should have done. He was looking at her when suddenly his eyes fell upon her hands there were small cuts there and few places were burnt and then he remembered that she had cooked for him last night. He gently grabbed her hand and brought it close to him and when he moved it upwards her sleeve fell downwards a bit revealing that there were cuts on her wrist too. He became confused and pulled her sleeve upwards carefully making sure not to disturb her and saw that there were indeed cuts on her wrist extending up to middle of her forearm. Some were just few scrapes but there were deep ones too. Then he remembered in the morning all those bangles lying broken beside her. They must have broken when she was banging on the door and then they would have cut through her skin. Now he was the one who was feeling guilty he bent down on his knees and kissed her hands which caused her to wake up. He still didn't leave her hands and started crying she was wide awake and seeing him cry like that made her confuse. Then she was the cuts on her hands and realized what must have happened. She said "swayam'" but he cut her in between and said "I am sorry' I over reacted so much" she freed her hands from his grip and gently cupped his face crying herself "don't say that please I am the one who should be saying sorry'.i hurt you so badly'I am so sor'." He placed a finger on her lips and stopped her from saying anything saying "you have said enough sorry there is no need to say sorry anymore" Sharon "no there is'I could see in your eyes how much I hurt you'plz for'" sawyam "don't Sharon please you got hurt because of me'how will ever forgive myself for that" Sharon wiped his tears and said "please don't say stuff like that" swayam "fine then no one will say sorry to anyone" Sharon "deal" swayam smiled at her and she returned it. He wiped her tears and she hugged him tightly crying even more. Swayam "please don't cry Sharon'.it's a very special day'now do you wanna celebrate it while crying'" she nodded in negative and he grabbed the knife placed nearby. He gave it to her and she grabbed it then he grabbed her hand which was holding the knife and they both cut the cake. Swayam cut a small piece and fed it to her and she did the same to him. Then he said "sorry I don't have any gift for you" Sharon smiled at him and replied "don't worry I will empty your wallet tomorrow" he chuckled at her and then asked her hand for dance. She gladly gave it to him and he turned on the music player. A soft melody started playing and he placed one of her hand on his shoulder. He placed his one hand on her waist and held her hand in his other hand. They started dancing on the music more like gently swaying from one side to another on the soft music. She soon wrapped her hands around his neck and rested her head upon her face while their bodies kept swaying to the music. He pulled her hair back from her shoulder and kissed the bare part of neck which sent shivers down her spine. He pulled her dress down from her shoulder and left a trail of soft feathery kisses from her neck up to where her shoulder was bare now. She felt as if her knees would give away and unable to take it anymore she turned around to leave but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back towards him making her bump in his chest. He placed a hand under her chin and made her look upwards her eyes were closed and she opened them slowly making him captive of her gaze. They stood there for a moment lost in each other's eyes, embrace and presence. Then he picked her up in his arms and carried her to their room never breaking the eye contact with her. He gently laid her on the bed and went towards the cupboard. He came back a moment later with a first aid kit in his hands. He applied ointment on her burns and on her cuts while she was lost in his eyes. She felt so lucky to have him in his life. He was done when he looked at her found her lost in him. He smiled at her and she moved forward toward him once again wrapping her arms around his neck and sitting in her lap. Then before he could say anything she placed her lips firmly on top of his engaging him in a long and passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist and forward making her fall on the bed and then came on top of her making her get lost in a world of passion, hope, dreams, desire and love.

The sunrays filled in the entire room lightening it up with their brightness. She was awake but didn't feel like getting out of bed. She could now finally once again feel the weight of her husband's hand upon her waist and his face dug in her hair. It was the most blissful feeling of having him by her side. She was in her paradise and this time she would make sure that she won't lose it again.

P.S: as always guys u know what to do..leave ur comments and hit the button and the last thing please kindly ignore my mistakes i have not re-read it. am in a rush...and ending kuch zayda romantci ho gayi blame it on the killer weather...and Pmz will be sent later or maybe will not be sent sorry for that.

P.P.S: Sakina i dunno how it is...hope it was upto the mark and you like it dear. waiting for ur feedback.

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NOTE #1: This story is written for SwaRon as Tanha only you are not allowed to read it while imagining Sharon as someone else except Sneha. No offence to VruShan but only TanHa are the ones who ruled my imagination while penning down this story. Without being rude this story is written for only SwaRon as TanHa and NOT as someone else so if you wanna read it while imagining someone else then kindly hit the back button!...it was not meant to offend anyone's feelings...if that happened then pardon me for that.

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