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Heyya All.. So after a very long time and a lot of persuasion from someone I finally wrote a Swaron OS. I have not written in a very long time so I don't know how this has come up, and this is nothing like what is going on in D3 but some of the elements are still there.
This is dedicated to Shaani Di, who persuaded me to write this, and to all my IF friends who have not forgotten me even after my disappearance !!!!!!!!!
A SECOND CHANCE
Fate has been acting cruel with me for quiet a while now. It made me fall in love only to leave it all behind. It somehow crushes your heart when after all the struggle that you endure, you receive the final blow just as the best part begins. the blow is so hard that it makes you so low that you never want to give it another chance.
I discovered my first love probably maybe even before I began to walk. I remember Mom showing those baby videos in which i sway to the beats of the music. and even before I knew it Dance became my life my love. Dance was my passion and every emotion i felt, i used to express it through dance. Dance helped me connect to my soul. This is dedicated to Shaani Di, who persuaded me to write this, and to all my IF friends who have not forgotten me even after my disappearance !!!!!!!!!
A SECOND CHANCE
Fate has been acting cruel with me for quiet a while now. It made me fall in love only to leave it all behind. It somehow crushes your heart when after all the struggle that you endure, you receive the final blow just as the best part begins. the blow is so hard that it makes you so low that you never want to give it another chance.
But some great person once said, ' Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.' so I also found that one person who i would share my soul with. We both had the same love for Dance.We belonged to the competing team of the same college. Swayam captured my heart the very first day, though I made it a point to not let it show. He always held a very special place in my heart. His touch brought tingles to my skin, his presence brightened up my day. She was open about his feelings though.
After a great deal of internal turmoil and a lot of drama in life, i finally allowed my feelings to surface and I thought we might be happy now, and the smile that graced Swayam's lips only intensified my happiness. But life didn't like the smile on my face, or heart rather.
Everything came tumbling down as I was diagnose with asthma. Doctors told me to leave dancing as it would be too strenuous. I knew that if would leave dancing Swayam would leave it too. I couldn't be so cruel. Yes, i had crushed his heart over and over again by rejecting him. But i could never let his leave dance. It was his first love, just like it was for me. So thats when I moved to London with my Dad, making Swayam promise never to leave dance and a little hope that i might get a better treatment.
After about three months and the best treatment that i could manage , Dad sent me back to finish my degree. I returned to St. Louise wit hthe sole purpose of finishing my graduation course, promising myself to stay way from both Swayam and Dance.
I knew he was determined to win me back. I saw that longing in his eyes, but I had promised myself not to. I promised myself to stay away from dance also. I always came up with some random excuse to skip dance rehearsals, each time there was a look of accusation in Swayam's eyes, as though he could sense my lies. It killed me not to dance.
So one evening when i thought everyone had gone back I ignored my doctors warning and started the music. The dim lights provided my lighting and and i forgot the world as i let myself fly after a very long time. I was so engrossed with my dance that I failed to see Swayam standing there. I didn't know he was there even when the coughing fit started once again. I only realised he was there only when i reache out to grab my inhaler and someone helped me out. But i was too weak at that point to protest, so i just let him in. I let myself be held in his hands as helped me regain my breath again. I knew now I needed to answer all his questions. I momentarily closed my eyes, dreading his questions.
"You miss dancing don't you?" he asked surprising me. I could only nod as an answer. "You want to dance?' he asked me. " I can't even if I wanted to." i choked out. Now that I had finally let my feelings surface, i could not stop my tears. Swayam slowly wiped my tears, standing up he helped me to mt feet. He changed the song to a little slower one and walked back to me. Lifting my arms he linked them behind his neck and gently lifted me and placed my feet on his as he began to sway to the beats of the music.
"You are not alone in this Sharon. We are with you." He whispered. "I can never dance, Swayam." I told him. "Its not that you can't dance anymore, its just now. Can I dance for you till you can dance once again?" I nodded as an overwhelming feeling rushed through me. "I love you Sharon, Thank you for giving me a chance once again." he told me, sincerity dripping with every word. "I love you too." I whispered back, tightening my hold on him. I felt a smile grace his lips as I was squished in his tight but warm embrace.Thanks for reading :)
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