Asya TS - Time Heals Everything!Last Part- Page 11 - Page 3

"My mom died during childbirth, it's ironic how the day which was supposed to bring happiness into my parents' lives turned out to be the day my dad despised the most. And my birth ended up being a double tragedy, the minor tragedy was that I was a girl and my dad wanted a boy, an heir who could run his empire after his death and the major tragedy was that my mother died on the delivery table. And both these news came as a shock to my father and he was devastated after that, cause for a man that busy he did love my mom. And his love for his wife made him hold me responsible for mom's death. I was mostly under the care of the nanny appointed by my abbu. And she was the only one who made me feel like I was wanted and showed be how to be loved by someone felt like. But I'm the most unlucky person in this world because after sometime she too had to leave me and go away. And after that I started blaming myself for my mom's death if I wasn't born in the first place then my dad would be happy with his wife or the least I could do was be a boy, and thinking that I started being the son my abbu wanted. But nothing gave me the attention and love I craved for not the boy like behaviour or the perfect grades. So slowly I started getting used to it. It was like I was ghost living in that house but the only difference was unlike a ghost I had all the things one wanted. While all the kids in school complained that they dint have a certain thing which they thought would give them the ultimate happiness I had all those materialistic things but still all I had left for myself were a bunch of tears which put me to sleep every day. And school was another place where everyone around me was happy except me; you see I never spoke much to anyone until it was necessary sometimes I wouldn't even do that. So everyone thought I was being a brat filled with attitude but what no one knew was its not my ego but my fear which stopped me from speaking to anyone my fear that they'll also leave me once they know about me. There was a time when I was desperate for my abbus attention, his love and affection and I could do anything to make him happy even if it meant giving away my own happiness. So that was the point when my abbu and I had a proper conversation in years, unlike the usual how is school? Or how are you? But again it was a conversation which told me that my abbu wanted to send me away from him under the pretense of higher education. Then I was sent to New York to study. And New York has its own series of unfortunate events which occurred in my life. It's in New York when I first met him, Aaban. He totally justified the meaning of his name which is the name of the angel. Well that's what I thought until I got to know his true colours. When I first met Aaban I never thought I would get married to him one day because we were poles apart. I was this shy girl who never spoke to anyone and he was friends with anyone and everyone in University. But then with time I started opening up to him and ultimately ended up falling in love with him. And when I told this to abbu it dint take him a second to say a yes for our marriage as he saw it as another way to get me out of his life. And also because like everyone else even he was impressed with Aaban, he felt like he finally found the right successor. After marriage everything seemed perfect, it was like god gave me everything I ever asked for, things between me and abbu started getting better and Aaban showered me with all the love in the world. Until one day I found out that the love was nothing but an act, an act to run my father's empire but it was too late by the time I found this out. As he had already killed my abbu and I learnt that I was going to be a mother. I dint know what to do, should I leave him or be happy that I was going to have a child. You know I always wondered why my mother wanted to have the child even though she knew the consequences and that question of mine was answered the day I lost my own child and that has done it and I lost my patience. And all my questions were answered that day, there is no one for you in this world, no one who is going to stand up for you; if you have to survive you ought to know how to fight for yourself. And that's exactly what I did; I fought for myself and got divorced. Since then it has been about me and only me."

He couldn't believe that life could be so cruel to someone.What mistake has she ever committed to deserve what she has been through. He wondered if it was such a big mistake to want love and to be loved, his heart went out for this person who was sitting beside him and narrating her life story. And he couldn't help but ask the almighty how fair life had been to her? He couldn't help but laugh at the irony of the situation. Here she is craving for love all her life whilst he kept running away from the same thing. And also he was left wondering what the problem with these Abbus was he couldn't understand. In all this he hadn't realized that he had tears in his eyes. It was only after she mentioned it that he noticed.

"Aren't guys supposed to be strong and not cry?" she tried to lighten the mood.

" well today is an important day you see, exactly two years ago on the same day I lost my child and got to know the ugliest truth in my life. So I was just reminded about that, and was wondering how good a healer time is."

" I'm sorry about your child. And as far as time is considered, I don't believe that time heals anything yes you forget things with time but no the wounds can't be healed. Cause they are very deep, time just buries things which again with time are dug out by something or the other."

"True that is! But not every wound is deep and if I have learnt something in my life it is that just accept what god has in store for you with your arms wide open and take it the way it is. The rest will fall in place. You see there is no point in crying over things, I know I was doing the exact same things but that's just because today is a day which is something I can't forget. But the tears are not going to bring me back what I lost. So one must move on."

"Okay let's just pretend that those were my lines okay. Cause it must be me who must be saying all this"

"yeah sure as you wish."

And silence prevailed, they both lost in their own thoughts so much has been said and so much is still left to say. He dint know what else to say, and what else could he say, he can't sympathize with her cause she isn't one of those people for him she is like a rebel who is always trying to fight with fate. He was brought out of his thoughts by her by the one question he dreaded the most.

"So what is your problem Mr Stranger?"
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