SwaRon Story | New Years Gift | Laal Ishq - CH 1 , 2 & 3 - PG 5

Sharon tried to not hear. It was painful for her, just like these 3 painful years she has been spending in his late husband's house which was once her too, merely for a week. She could never understand how one can stab a sword in a living human being yet never felt anything, no guilt, no pain, nothing! She tried not that he is coming back. She thought after seeing her in this position he will never come back to him. He will spit on her face and will never see her again, but he is coming back. He shouldn't.

She has been raised here, in this village, huge village.

Village with two different sides, like moon and sun, two different casts, indulging thousands of people in it, graving it with the darkness, through them and their hearts. She have seen it, seen it all from her childhood to her adulthood. Seeing all this around her, like there wasn't blood anymore in people's vein but poison, seeing her friends, their family, other's family and people killing and getting killed every day, still she believed in one thing which her grandmother used to tell her. Fairy tales! She never stop believing that one is always made for her who will come and rescue her from all this and take her to heaven with him.

That one person came!

Only to be dragged away from the heaven they could never get a chance to make.

Ratan... Sanaira,

A man who fell in love with her, they used to play with marble balls in small lanes outside of the lake area of village in childhood with other friends. People never knew their cast, from where they belong. He was a Sanaira and she was Rajhaadi. They were 13 years old when all of the friends stopped meeting because Ratan realized that their friendship can harm their families and most of all he cared for Sharon, who was Sharon for him otherwise her name was Sharanjeet.

Sanaira and Rajhaadi are enemies from over 500 years ago while Sharon's ancestors belonged to a Punjabi family and came into Ranjhaadh during they got their own country, India. Rajhaadi accepted their family as they used to rule that time only and her ancestors started living in Ranjhaadh from that time.

When in adulthood Rata realized all the care and friendship he has for Sharon from childhood has taken the place of love in his heart, he didn't stop himself and asked her to marry him. She couldn't care less before accepting his proposal thinking maybe he is the one and only for her. People died, houses were set on fire but afterwards fate couldn't reject the plea made by a lover. Ratan's family... Sanaira's had to accept Sharon... who was and always be a Rajhaadi. They both got married, but only to be separated.

Bhayani, mother-in-law of Sharon asked her to keep her distance from his son for 7 days of start as said by some priest. On the day on which they would have started their marriage, their own life, she was waiting for Ratan to come back to home and he did come, but not on his own feet, but on 4 different shoulders, covered in blood, lifeless.

After that she stopped believing in fairy tales. She stopped hearing or believing anything. All she knew was darkness and fear. Fear of being with Sanaira's, alone and on their mercy. Like others she was send to the backyard of the Sanaira house where all other window stays. She missed Ratan but she never craved for him because she never got to love him. She just missed a mere personality of a friend.

All she knew how her mother-in-law have been coming into her hell, room from last 3 years and telling her she is the reason his son died. She will never forgive him and she will never get to live a life when her son couldn't. It seems like Sharon watches the sun raises and fall daily, she hear nothing but silent. She talks to no one but herself. She used to weep and cry but now, she couldn't even do that. She has no strength in her to cry over something worthless.

She saw only three faces in entire three years of spending here in this room alone. Her mother-in-law, once she talked to Ratan's sister-in-law who couldn't even say more than 'Apna khayal rakhna,' when someone shouted for her and she ran off and after few minutes Sharon heard her yelling in pain. The third person she ever saw is someone she knows from her childhood, her and Ratan's friend, who also used to play with them. Who gave his shoulder to Ratan's dead body when he died.

...Swayam.