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Chapter 2
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She got up wiping her tears, deciding that if he can move on then she will too, it might not be with some other guy but surely with her machines. She knew that forgetting him was impossible but she wont back down. Why the heck did he send her the wedding card? It was surely to taunt her, to make her already miserable life even more heart wrenching. She would definitely go to the wedding. After all Sanyukta agarwal was not one to back down. She had been invited for the entire mehendi, sangeet and everything, everything was taking place in a lavish place near pune, so much like Randhir, she fondly remembered , NO SANYUKTA, not anymore, enough is enough' she thought to herself then with a fierce determination wiped away her tears, ready to face her worst fears.
At the venue (jiggy and kaustaki)
K: "thank god we are handling all the decorations, otherwise that vidushi bitch would never call her." she sighed and laid her head on her 5 years boyfriend's shoulders.
Putting a hand around her Jiggy replied "We need to tell randhir the truth but you are right , Vidhushi needs to be taught a lesson, so we will tell the truth in front of everyone, all thanks to Vardhan sir"
Both smiled at each other, happy that their best friends were going to be back together again.
Randhir was tired from all the shopping. Vidushi is very fickle minded , she can not select one dress, she reminds him that she loves him everyday, but when he wanted to do a small wedding with close friends , she did not even think about it. She says that she can die for him but never did her embrace radiate the warmth, her kisses were full of lust, the love element was missing. But he overlooked it all.
"Why goddamn it Sanyukta , why ???" he spoke with such fierceness, breaking the glass in his hand, hurting himself. But this pain was nothing compared to the one in his heart.
No, I hate her, I hate her' he tried convincing himself but his heart knew that it was a lost battle. He will always love her , no matter what. ALWAYS!!! His lovely, beautiful, crazy, lioness. HIS!!! His heart was yet meant only for her.
"Each of us has something within us which won't be denied, even if it makes us scream aloud to die. We are what we are, that's all. Like the old Celtic legend of the bird with the thorn in its breast, singing its heart out and dying. Because it has to, its self-knowledge can't affect or change the outcome, can it? Everyone singing his own little song, convinced it's the most wonderful song the world has ever heard. Don't you see? We create our own thorns, and never stop to count the cost. All we can do is suffer the pain, and tell ourselves it was well worth it"
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How bad was it?
Arjun
