*Rabir FF: True Love...Note, Chap 55 @ pg 143, 145 (2/1) - Page 93

Originally posted by: RaBir

Update soon Nivi. Want to know what happen now gayatri die.

Originally posted by: RaBir

You deserve praise Nivi. Keep going dear.

A father-son scene as was requested. Hope it meets your expectations. All I can say is I tried, but dialogues/monologues are hard for me to come up with.

Please excuse any errors; not proofread.

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Chapter 50:

"Raju, I apologize for everything that you and your family have had to go through in the past few months. But I assure you that you will not be bothered by anything related to this matter from this point onwards; I'll take care of the police complaint registered against you. Please, go home to your family and if you ever need help for something, don't hesitate to contact me."

Raju smiled with gratitude and thanked Kabir, as he took the check that Kabir held out and left the apartment at ease. Kabir closed the door behind Raju and walked into the bedroom, where Rachna stood, waiting to talk to him. Kabir placed his arms around her body and enveloped her into an embrace, resting his chin on her head and closing his eyes with a deep sigh. Rachna placed her head snugly on Kabir chest and wrapped her arms loosely around his shoulders.

"He just wants to talk to you Kabir. Why are you avoiding him? Karan is bringing papa ji here to the apartment and I want you to sit down and peacefully talk it out. Please."

Kabir released Rachna from his arms and sat on the bed with a stony silence. She sat next to him and held his hand in hers, tracing the lines on his palm lightly.

"What is there to talk about Rachna? How can he justify himself for all the lies that he has told and all the truths that he has hidden?"

"I understand that the past few hours have been quite shocking and overwhelming for you, but at least just listen to what he has to say. He's your father after all."

Kabir stood up and jerked his hand away from Rachna's grasp. He walked to the wardrobe and began to pull out all of his clothes and throw them on the bed. He reached up to the top of the cabinet and brought down a sizeable suitcase, in which he placed some of his hastily folded clothes.

"Kabir, what are you doing?"

"Packing to go to Benaras. You told me earlier this morning that you wanted nothing more but to return to the happy little world that we had and I couldn't agree more with that wish at this moment."

Rachna looked at her husband with surprise. "But...I mean...we can't...we can't just go now, not like this."

Kabir stared at Rachna intensely. "Why? We can go to Benaras and slide right back into the life that we were living just last year. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"We can't just slide right back into anything Kabir. Maybe you can, but I can't. At least not after finding out the things we did in these past few hours with regards to your mother and br...bro...brother. There has to be some sort of closure to all this."

Rachna finished shakily. Kabir tore his eyes away from Rachna's tearful gaze. A soft knock on the door interrupted the conversation, as Prakash entered the room and looked startled to see a suitcase on the bed and various clothes scattered haphazardly across the room. He took a few more steps into the room until he reached the spot where Kabir stood and placed a firm hand on his son's shoulders. Kabir turned to face his father, who immediately pulled him into an embrace, causing Kabir to breakdown completely as an unstoppable set of tears flowed from his eyes. The father-son duo remained in the position for several minutes, until Kabir's sobs had subsided somewhat and a placid silence filled the air. Prakash broke the embrace as he guided his son to take a seat on the bed. Looking towards Rachna, he signaled for a moment of privacy and she left the room with a nod, quietly shutting the door behind her.

"Rudolph, your nose is blinking again."

Kabir looked at his father, who stared back with a mildly amused expression. Kabir's lips curved into a weak smile as he touched his nose and chuckled, fondly recalling the childhood moments of how the tip of his nose would turn bright red whenever he cried and how his father would cheer him up with a joke about Rudolph.

"Can you turn it off for me Santa?" Kabir whispered almost inaudibly, mouthing the words, as his voice cracked and strained due to the tightness in his throat.

Prakash put his arm around his son's shoulder and gave it a squeeze, while touching the tip of Kabir's nose with the pointer finger of his other hand. "There we go. Back to normal."

Kabir buried his face into the crevice of his dad's neck, letting the tears flow again, unable to stop the emotions that had been pent up now for more than a decade. Prakash let his son cry, patting Kabir's back as he spoke.

"There hasn't been a moment in the past 13 years that I haven't spent thinking of you Kabir. I was always worried about you. Karan is able to cry out his pain, but you? You have a habit of hiding your tears from everyone around you. When you were little, you wouldn't cry until you were safely secured in my arms, and it seems like nothing has changed even now. You tend to keep things bottled up inside you and they slowly begin to tear you apart intrinsically. But beta, I can't let you make the mistake of going off to Benaras right now. You're calling it sliding back into things,' but it's actually called hiding from your problems. I've made that same mistake and you can see the results in front of you right now. Hiding from your problems doesn't solve them; it just pushes them off until they become so big that you have no choice but to deal with them."

Kabir wiped the wetness from his face and looked at his father with a stiff expression. "So why did you hide for so long? Didn't it ever occur to you how much I needed you?"

Prakash pulled his eyes away, unable to meet the accusatory glare of his son. "I guess I was being quite selfish. I was looking at your life from the background and choosing to see only the good things. There was a time when I wanted you to find out the truth about Gayatri and I wanted to return back into your life, but at some point, I became complacent with the idea of just watching over you. You were doing well professionally, you had Rachna with you; I just glossed over the fact that you still felt my absence in your life. There were many times when Pathak even urged me to reveal myself to you but I just kept pushing him off and giving excuses. I saw that you and Karan had both carved a niche of happiness for yourselves and I didn't want to disrupt that by coming back into your lives. All of it seems so stupid now. I can't even understand why I let myself live in that delusional world for so long. I wish I had heeded Pathak's advice to come back into your life the first time he offered it."

"Saying all of this now doesn't justify your actions papa. Before today I would have given up everything to have you back in my life, but now? You tell me. How do I look past all your lies and the fact that you hid the truth about my older brother from me for the entirety of existence? These scars on my arms and legs glint every time I step into the sun. They're a direct connection to my older brother and you never felt the need to tell me that? I would always wonder what horrific incident had left these scars, but you always brushed it off saying it was just an accident that happened while playing. If going to Benaras right now isn't the solution to my problems, then tell me what is? Why should I stay here and be tormented everyday by the realities of my life that I've just learned about after 29 years?" Kabir's voice grew stronger with every word; he ended his outburst at a much higher volume than was his normal speaking voice.

Prakash responded with a patient but firm tone. "You're right. I have hidden the truth from you for all these years. I can't at all imagine what you're going through right now after finding everything out like this. But running away to Benaras isn't going to stop those realities and truths from tormenting you Kabir. You need to accept them and move on, not run away and hide from them. I don't know how much of a difference it's going to make if I tell you, but I can only hope that you might be able to understand why I did what I did. In fact, the questions that are running through your mind are probably also running through Karan's mind, so why don't I tell you both?"

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Prakash sat on the sofa beside Karan, while Rachna and Kabir sat on the other couch in the room facing them. The soft rays of the setting sun streamed in through the window, casting a faint orange glow on everyone in the room, as Prakash narrated his tale.

"Kabir, I made the decision to send you off to Benaras for boarding school when I saw you becoming more and more distressed while living in the same house as Gayatri. I chose to bring Mayank back to Mumbai for her sanity and your safety. Mayank is the one who gave you injuries deep enough for them to leave physical scars that you carry with you even today. The day you went off to Benaras is the day I made the decision to keep you away from Mayank forever. He may have been my eldest son until I disowned him, but I stopped regarding him as your older brother the very day I sent you to Benaras. I don't regret that decision even a tiny bit. You can throw whatever accusations you want at me, but I don't see anything wrong in what I did by hiding the truth about Mayank from you. It was a father's decision for his child's well-being. It may not have been the most rational thought, but emotionally, it was the best decision for my family. Put yourself in my shoes and you might be able to understand. Look at it from a father's perspective, who could see only the physical and emotional torture being meted out to an innocent child by his own older brother. In my eyes, it was only fair that the older brother loses his right to be called an older brother and that's just what I did."

A silence settled over the room as the sun sunk down into the horizon, leaving the world enveloped in black darkness. Rachna turned on the lights in the room, dimmed them to a comfortable setting, and sat back down in her seat wordlessly, as Kabir and Karan both pondered over their father's words. Prakash let his explanation sink in for a few minutes before continuing.

"Now I don't know whether or not that is enough for you to understand my actions regarding Mayank, but that's all I'm going to say about it. As for what happened in these past 13 years, I think it might do all three of you some good to hear a bit about that as well. Shall I continue?"

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❤️ Nivi

Originally posted by: Nuritzur

Great update Nivi.

I like the father son scene very sad and sweet in the same time. most of all the Santa part make me smile little bit. I understand Kabir feeling after all this years that he live in lie that his father die was hurt him and specially when you have mother like Gayatri. Karan was have Kabir help but who was help Kabir. I hope Kabir will understand why his father do it. he right it did hurts this maybe was the only way to find the true about Gayatri.

Btw thanks for the small sweet romantic moment of Rabir. poor Kapir he still try run away like he did in the show.

I really like you write skill.

Keep it up. waiting for the next update

Originally posted by: hangok

ohh my god,
dear you are just great,
loved it how his dad sais this line from the past, and kt, soo sweet even just line from his dad and he is back in his childhold,
you can really see how he missed this all, and his heartbreak was amazing written,

i have to say that i think that prakash was right when he said that mayank doesnt deserve to be called at his older brother...

great work

Originally posted by: prachi_vrushan

nice update