Umm, so none of us are impressed with what happened in Thursdays episode. It was nothing that we'd expected. Infact pretty much just the opposite. So I just though of penning down what I'd have liked to see. I couldn't really get all my thoughts onto the paper, But it's quite a bit of it. So hope you like it. : )
<3 In Tears <3
He walked into his room looking quite pale and weak. He dropped straight onto the bed. He looked like a soulless body His eyes lacked the usual glint in them. He sat there on his bed, staring at the walls. But even there he could find something to remind him of her. The sketch he'd so cautiously drawn the other night hung as the lone occupant of the wall for the rest of the wall was empty.
"Empty".! There couldn't have been a better word to describe his life right now. He felt hollow, as though all the light, all the joy had been ruthlessly sucked out of his life.
It was easy for her to say all of that. To say that she was comfortable with their book being shut How easy was it for her to shun him out of her life. He wished he could do the same. He wished he could erase every single memory he had of her& star afresh. But it was humanely impossible for him to do so. She was an integral part of his life. His entire life revolved around her. Her every notion, Her every move.
This wasn't the firat time she'd hurt him. This wasn't the first time she had asked him keep their book shut. Then why was he so hurt now? Why didn't he just take it in the same way as before. The answer to this, he very well knew.
Sharon had for once softened up to him. She had started to give him signs that she was beginning to accept her feelings for him. But when he had taken an initiative towards actually having a relationship, she had conveniently declined it by saying she wasn't comfortable.
Did she really not feel for him? Did she really not see the pain in his eyes? Was his love for her invisible to her eye?
A lone tear escpaed her eye as these thoughts broke his already broken heart into even minuter shards. And suddenly that one tear turned into a whole set of tears. There was no stopping them. The just kept on flowing endlessly. He folded his legs, wrapped his hand around her knees and placed his head on his knees, sobbing uncontralably.
Suddeny he jerked his head upwards on hearing the sound of the door top his room opening and then getting closed. And the sight he saw was more or less unbelievable.
There she stood, as beautiful as ever. Looking as pretty as an angel in whiter. His hear did the same double flip it always did when she came before him. She was in her room to and...Wait, in his room?
He swiftly got off his bed and wiped away his tears. But the action didn't go unnoticed by her. He took a few paces towards her, looking into her emerald green orbs questioningly.
As though understanding the question he meant to ask she said, "Woh Taani ne bola ki tum upar ho, so I...". "So what Sharon?" he asked turning away from her. He thought that not having to look into her eyes would make it easier for him to be angry at her. Bet he failed miserable.
"Why did you come off early?" she asked. "I didn't feel like staying and I didn't want to make you uncomfortable" he said haughtily. "Swayam you know that's not what I meant back then." She tried reasoning with him. "I don't know anything Sharon. I don't know what you meant! I don't know what you're saying! And i definitely don't know why you're here!" he said.
She stared at him wide eyed, quite surprised to see this sudden out burst of anger.
"Swayam I'm sorry if i hurt you but I just..."but he didn't let her complete, "You just what Sharon? You thought you'd jus twalk up to me say a sorry and i'd forghive you for everything? Really Sharon? Then you're mistaken. And really why did you even come? Haven't you said enough? Haven't you given me enough pain?! Or is there something left to say? Some more things that you feel about me, or some more things you want to blame me foror a maybe a proper reason for why we shouldn't be togather?"
Her eyes welled up hearing all this. She couldn't take it.
She broke into silent sobs. Tears constantly flowed down her cheeks. Some landing on her ;lips and some making its way further down towards her chin. She now knew how Swayam must have felt to hear her say all that.
Amidst the sobs she lifted her eyes up to look at Swayam who was still turning the other way. She said feebly, "Swayam i wanted to say that..." she kept silent for a short moment before continuing. "Come on Sharon! What did you want to say? Is there some detail you forgot to tell me. Please let me in on it cause I'm all ears. Or do you..." before he could complete he heard an incredibly soft voice whisper between her tears " I love you Swayam", She said before she completely broke down weeping noisily.
He couldn't believe what he'd just heard. He turned around to find her on her knees crying uncontrolably. He couldn't see her this way. Within seconds he was kneeling beside her, cupping her face in his hands and wiping away her hot tears with his thumbs, trying to hush her down, "Sharon please stop crying. Please stop" he said unable to control his own tears.
"Swayam I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you. It was never my intention. I just needed some time for the facts to sink in. But seeing you walk away from me like that made me realize what you meant to me. I'm Sorry Swayam. I really am!" she said, her voice breaking constantly due to her sobs. "Hey, it's okay. Now please stop crying . Look at me, Look at me Sharon" he urged. She lightly lifted her head to face him. "I love you Sharon" he said tears and a smile appearing togather on his face. And she did the same, she smiled and then broke into a fresh set of tears.
They placed their foreheads against the others and both just cried their hearts out. They sat there like that for quite sometime,letting each moment sink in, letting each memory cherish and letting just the presence of the other fill their hearts with joy.
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So yeah, that's pretty much it. i know it's not very impressive, but still. Do leave your likes and comments, they mean a lot. : )
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