ArHi FF:Jism Se Rooh Tak..UPD P.130[IncompleteFamily] +P.137 IMP. NOTE - Page 52

It had been two years since Arnav and I were together and the only thing I was sure in our relationship was the love we had for each other.
We were great together despite the problems related to his lifestyle which just not suited to a boy as deep as he was, although he preferred not to show it.
I was getting ready to go to the birthday party organized by Priya. She had decided to celebrate her nineteen years renting a local.

That morning I had a fight with Arnav, but nothing excessive.
I told Arnav to go to the party that evening, but he refused saying that there was a motorcycle race and he absolutely had to participate, we could give up to the party.

Obviously I absolutely disagree. I hated those stupid illegal motorcycle races and machines, and I could not agree that he was going, but he did the same and always backed by Shyam, but this time no, he could not and should not go there. There was the birthday party of one of my closest friends and he had to be at my side.
In the end I managed to convince him, but he had held a grudge all day.

I came out from the room and went down the stairs and in front of me there was the love of my life.
He was wearing black pants , a black shirt with the sleeves wrapped up to the elbows, a tie with stripes gray cross and a pair of athletic shoes, black and gray. Sporty, yet elegant. Arnav did not like jackets and ties. Not for him.
He was handsome and he was mine.

I reached the bottom of the stairs and took the hand that he had offered me.
- I love you, Arnav, more than anything else in the world - I pointed out after he kissed my forehead.

- I love you too Jalebi -he said looking at me.

And we left for the party.
It did not take long to realize that he was going straight to the venue.

-We don't go to pick up Shyam and Anjali? - I asked, aware that they had agreed as well.

- No, they are not coming- he said not taking his eyes off the road.

- And why? - I asked curiously.

- Because Shyam has a persuasive power better than mine - he just answer.

- Which means? - I kept not understanding.

- He managed to persuade Anjali to go to the race rather than the party - he answered me as if what he said was something normal.

- You're kidding right? - I asked surprised by what I heard.

- No, not at all. I do not see what's wrong with doing that - he complained about seeing my expression.

- What's wrong? You have twenty years and you should be mature and responsible enough to understand that the life that you follow, it's disgustful, it's wrong because there is a child of a year waiting for him at home and this not prevent him from behaving like irresponsible. His son needs a father and not stupid teenager who insists to beat people or get on a motorbike or a car and speeding on the road regardless of the dangers. Just this or should I continue? - I yelled.

- You know better than me that Shyam is a good father, the best that a child could wish for. Running on a bike does not mean you are not a good father. However I have no intention of arguing, let's stop before we even start - he answered me calmly and quietly.

In fact I could not blame him. Shyam was a good father. They got married and when Anjali found out she was pregnant, Shyam had not thought twice before raising a family. He had bought a new house for him and Anjali and had built with his own hands and with the help of Arnav the baby's room.

-No, let's talk, It's written in your face that you wanted to be with him rather than with me. You said it yourself, Shyam has a persuasive power better than yours but do not worry about it, the guilt is not yours, is mine. I am the fool who does not want her boyfriend risk his life just to have fun in the wrong way, sorry since we're dating I have put the brakes and tonight I'm sorry if I brought you in a stupid and banal celebration instead encouraged to run in two hundred per hour on a bike - I replied as tears began to come out of my eyes.

I turned my head out the window and tried to dry them without ruining my makeup.
I realized that we were looking out at your destination.

- Thanks for the ride - I told him then not allow him to reply.

I got out of the car and walked toward the entrance, but his voice stopped me.

- Explain to me what are you doing? - he asked me while he was still above the machine.

- I'm going to this stupid party, you're free to go to your wonderful race. This time I must say that you have been just as persuasive as Shyam - I told him I was moving away quickly as possible.
I saw the birthday girl and I went to greet her.

- Happy Birthday Priya - I said giving her a big hug.

- Thanks Khushi, I'm really glad you're coming and thanks for the gift, I liked a lot - she replied smiling.

- My pleasure - I told her smiling.

- Arnav? - he asked.

- I do not think that he'll come. Now excuse me, I'll get something to drink - I told her then I left.

I walked towards the terrace where there was a sort of piano bar and ordered a strawberry vodka with ice. I took my drink and walked to the balcony of the terrace and sipped the vodka and I began to observe the scenery.

- Hello beautiful - said a voice behind me.

I turned my head slightly, seeing Aman.

- Hello Aman- I answered back and looked the scenery.

- How is it that you all alone here?- He continued, leaning on the railing of the terrace.

I did not reply.

-Do you want to dance with me? - Then he asked me.

- Aman nobody ever taught that you should stay away from someone other girlfriend? You have three seconds to disappear- said a voice from behind.

I did not need to understand that he was Arnav and although I was terribly angry with him, I could not help but smile thinking that he had returned to the party rather than going to those stupid races.

- I'm sorry Arnav, it was not my intention to try with your girlfriend, I just wanted to raise up her moral - Aman replied with frightened eyes.

- I'll do it, now disappear- Arnav concluded while Aman soon vanished.

Arnav came up to me, I could feel him, but I don't look at him. I had not turned around since he arrived and I had no intention of doing so.

- Why do not you punch him? You missed a great chance - I said sarcastically as I heard he was still in the position.

- I did not want to spoil the party - he answered me.

- Since when? - I asked him again with sarcasm.

It had happened so many times that he did.

- Since the party is organized by one of the best friends of the girl I love - he said, approaching me and placing a light kiss on my neck.

I walked away from his grip and moved position slightly with my back against the railing as I looked at him with angry eyes.

- What should I do to make you forgive me? - he asked me.

- If I were you, I would ask what you should do to not make me angry - I told him sure of myself.

I saw him approach and position himself in front of me, then put his hands on the railing and imprisoned me in that position.

- It's a beautiful night like this, it is foolish to waste it arguing - he pointed out and put his face closer and closer to mine.

- I like to argue a lot - I lied.

- Liar - he pointed out to me.

- I really like arguing, but then I like to make peace , but I think I don't want to make peace with you tonight - I told him aware that I was crumbling.

He did not answer, but smiled at me, a crystalline and pure laughter, the laugh that I loved so much and watching his eyes I could not help but I surrender.

I approached him, I put my hands around his neck and kissed him.

It was a kiss full of love and when we parted away , he looked at me and smiled.

- What? - I asked.

-I love you Jalebi and I'm sorry first. I have not led to anything good. I did not want to make you angry and I do not think that those stupid races are more important than you. There is nothing in my life that is more important than you. I love you, love you and love you - he said.

- I wish it was that way forever, so the two of us, Jab tak hai jaan- I answered.

- Jab tak hai jaan- he said and hugged me tightly.

In the terrace began to echo the melody, "Suraj Hua Maddham" and when those notes came in my ears I smiled and he noticed it.

- Can I have this dance? - he asked.

- I gave you my heart, so why should not I give you a dance? - I asked before heading to the dance floor.

I spent a beautiful evening with him. There was nothing more romantic.

- There is no other place where I wanted to be tonight, because my place is where you are - then he blew in my ear.

We returned to the terrace, but we were soon interrupted by the ringing of cellular.

- Who is it? - I asked him when he checked the sender of the call.

- Shyam - he answered with a smile - hey brother, how did it go? - He said when pressed the green button initiating the call.

I saw his face change expression, but I could not understand why.

- Now where? How are you? - He asked.

I do not know what he told him, I knew only that at any moment he slipped his arms along his sides, his arms hugged me before, and upset in the face he closed the call.

- What's happened? - I asked, worried.

He did not seem willing to talk. He stared into space.

- Arnav Damn, you're putting fear. What's happening? - I asked.

- I have to go - he just said.

- Where? What happened? - I continued to ask.

- Shyam. He is in the hospital. He had an accident - said Arnav and started to run heading for the exit.

I followed him running and I reached him and got into the car with him.

He ran like a madman and I began to cry.
We arrived at the hospital in less than five minutes. Strange to say, but we came first than the ambulance, the venue was much closer than the hospital instead of the races.

We got out of the car, Arnav took my hand and we went in route to the emergency room. The ambulance had not arrived yet and I hugged him stronger, but Arnav kept saying " It is not anything serious, It is not anything serious."

It was tearing my heart to see him in that state, it was too painful for me. I used to suffer twice, once to learn that Shyam had had an accident and two to see Arnav suffer that way.

We heard the sound of ambulance sirens and saw a stretcher immediately go inside. What I saw left me speechless. I had never seen anything like it.

Shyam was lying on a stretcher completely covered in blood. He had some gimmick attached to him, but he did not move.

Arnav went to throw himself to the stretcher and started to shake spasmodically to him, but he did not seem to react, he did not move.

And even Shyam does not move, he did not want to leave him so I went to move him myself, but that was when I saw the hand of Shyam to tighten the one of Arnav.

- Bro...ther...Ta..ke...care...of...An..ja..li and Sur...aj ...tell th..em...that ...I lo..ve...the..mm - Shyam told before a machine ceases to do its beeps.

It did not take a medical degree to understand what had happened.
The doctor checked the body and moved away Arnav, he closed his eyes with his hand and then checked his watch.

- Time of death 04:23 - he said looking at another man in a white coat.

- No, it can be. You must do something, you must save him - asked to him Arnav.

- I'm sorry son, there is nothing left to do - informed him the man.

The cry that was followed by Arnav was something heartbreaking. Echoed down the hall . Then he threw himself on Shyam and hugged smearing of blood, the blood of his best friend.

- I'm sorry, but we have to take him away. We cannot leave him here - one of the doctors said, but Arnav showed no signs of moving.

Two nurses were forced to take him by the shoulders and away from there, making him sit on a chair while the lifeless body of Shyam was taken away.

I went to Arnav and he hugged me. I also suffered of death of Shyam, I loved him but for him, for my Arnav was different. He had not lost any person, any friend, he had lost his best friend, his brother, the only person who could always understand him, one of the few people that would given even his life.

- Not him, damn. I had to die, not him. He has a son, a child who will grow up without a father. It is not right, damn - he said as he snuggled up to me, then shouted the name of the friend with all the breath in his throat and made it in the moment in which Anjali entered in the waiting room.

She just hear the cry of Arnav, he covered with blood, to see how he shook me to understand what had happened and after a "no" screaming like a mad woman, she slumped to the ground.

Arnav got up and ran clasping her in his arms. They stayed there, and I still do not know how long , I just know that I had no right to approach them and try to comfort them. When someone dies, there is not anything that someone else might say or do to raise a person because the death of someone that you love is never a matter of course: it is always a murder, a real theft. It's like losing a limb: you cannot resign.

I do not know how long it was, I just know that soon after reached us the other Raizada.
Arnav and Anjali insisted on seeing the body of Shyam. Before entered Anjali and she remained in, I do not know for how long, then it was the turn of Arnav.

In all that despair I didn't see him shed a tear, it seemed as if his body had been emptied of this too.

When we returned home, he closed the room and he did not come out for all the next day. He did not want to see and talk to anyone, not even me. The one who had access to see him was Anjali. I could not talk to him, to hug him until the day of the funeral, just two days later.

Anjali left Suraj by her mother. He was too small and she did not want he saw her in that state.

The ceremony was heartbreaking. Everyone remembers the smile of Shyam, his jokes, his way of living life and his extraordinary love for the three most important people in his life: Anjali, Suraj and Arnav.

- Anjali you feel like saying something? - were the words of the priest during the ceremony.

She was holding her hands with Arnav.

- I do not need to be here talking about him and say what kind of person he was. Shyam was Shyam. You could love him or hate him, there was no other way out. With him the middle way it had never existed.- she stopped for a moment struck with sobs - I still cannot believe that I will not see his face, I will not hear his voice more, or not talk, but mostly I cannot believe that I can no longer see him lying on the bed to play and cuddle our son.

How will I do without you? What will I say when he will ask about his dad? Please, Shyam, Stay close to me and show me the way to go, give me the strength to go on without you. I love you, my love and I'll never stop doing so - she concluded.

The copious tears fell on my face. Arnav did not shed a tear. Since Shyam was gone even a tear had not wet his face, and this attitude was worse than any other. The lack of tears made me realize that he had not yet accepted the death.

- Arnav, if you want to say something, we are here to listen to - the priest said.

I thought that Arnav would not open his mouth, however, he surprised everyone.

- The first time we met we both had three years, but there was enough to know that we would become great friends. I remember everything about him, every moment spent together and now I find myself experiencing the pain of his death, I realize that is so strong because it hides all the joy that I've been able to donate in his life.

I do not know if I will ever accept your death, but I know that you did during your life whatever you wanted.

I could not believe that Arnav gave the blame to me, I could not believe. It was a dream from which I would soon wake up.

- You cannot blame me. I have always said that it was dangerous, but you had your head harder than a mule. It is not my fault - I started screaming too.

- Stop it, stop it I said - he yelled grabbing me by the wrist - it's all your fault. I should not listen to you, I should not go with you. I had to go with him and this would not have happened, however, I heard what you said, I have listened to your silly whims. And now he's gone. Do you really think I can still stay with you? And do not tell me you love me because your is not a normal love, your love is a sick man. It's over, over - he yelled on my face .

I could not believe his words, everything that he had just said, but the anger that rode me was too strong. I do not know how but I just know I gave him a tremendous slap in his face.

- You make me sick, disgusting - I told him.

- Go out from this room immediately, get away from my life. You've ruined everything enough - he answered me loudly.

I stood firm still, I did not know what to say or what to do. I just knew that I had to slap him and tell him those things because I was convinced that what he did was because of the desperation of what had happened.

- I said get out, get out - he shouted, taking me by the wrist and then dropping off before shutting the door behind me.

I ran away crying like a baby and without explanation to the Raizada's who wanted to calm me down. I went to the Serali's lake and stayed there the rest of the day and even the night and I turned off the phone directly.

The next day I went to Raizada's home, but when I went through the front door I saw Badi Maa and Bade Papa crying sitting on the couch. Even La was crying cuddled in the arms of Arjun and Payal hugged Akaash.

- What is it? Where is Arnav? - I asked them aware that there was something I did not know.

- We have tried to call you and tell you, but you had the phone turned off and your dad had no idea where you were- Akaash began.

- Where is Arnav? - I asked again and again the tears came back to wet my cheeks.

- He left the home last night. He took all his stuff, he closed in a bag and disappeared. He said not to find him, he'd be back when he will so. He left the phone at home and he has left no address. We have no idea where he went - told Arjun as I collapsed to the ground.

I cried and they left me crying, thet tried to cuddle, but nothing seemed enough for me.

I did not eat for two weeks and when I tried to close my eyes to sleep, the sleep was accompanied by awful nightmares. I did everything to find him, but nothing, no one knew where he had gone.

Anjali said that she knew nothing, but I was sure she was lying. Arnav had promised to look after her and Suraj, he would have never abandoned them.

It was a very bad period: the only one who could help me to feel better was the only one who was making me suffer so much.

Since Arnav was gone, I had stopped living and I started to survive.