Swara was pacing up and down the room it was the day of her final audition.
Today her dream of singing infront of her idol was going to come true...but what if she messes up? What will happen?
She bumped into Sanskar
'Swaraaa...phir se?''
'Sorry Sanskaar par mujhe chaan nahi mil raha hai''
'its ok swara kuch nahi hoga''
He makes her sit down.
'yeh lo''
'yeh kya hai?''
'kholo''
She unwraps the box and comes out a beautiful white dress. Swara gently runs her finger on it.
'kaisa hain?''
'bohut sundor''
Sanskaar kneels down infront of her
'main tumhe iss dress mein dekhna chahta hoon swara''
Swara looks at him..his eyes...how could she refuse...
like an obedient girl she goes to change.
After a while she comes out, wearing the dress given with love...by love...
Sanskaar was sitting on his bed but seeing her he gets up as if a royalty has stepped in and it was his duty to honor her highness.
His breath was taken away, she looked so mesmerizing.
Sanskaar went near her.
She avoided the look and headed towards the mirror and sat in front of it, but could she stop him? No. he followed her o the mirror and stood behind her.
Slowly he took out a cute pendant.
He bowed down near swara's ear and hung the pendant in front of her face, she looked at it.
it was so bright and shinny just like herself
'kya mujhe haq hai swara?'' he whispered in her ear.
his breath, his voice made chill ran down her spine. Her heart beat increased.
She slowly removed her hair. The old Swara would never had allowed this but this was someone new this was Swara Maheshwari...
With extreme care he put the necklace around her. So smooth her skin was, how was he resisting himself from kissing it? Even he didn't know. Her fragrance spell bounded him and he kept staring at her. Slowly she looked back and met his eyes.
It was so full of love and was earning for love.
His face so perfectly structured
How was she resisting herself from not holding it kissing it? even she didn't know.
Sanskar kneeled down beside her not breaking the eye lock.
In a calm gentle voice he spoke
'kaal hum jaa rahe hain aur shayad wo humara akhri safar hoga kyunki janta hoon ki tum Kolkata jake hi divorce papers sign kar doge...maine tumse bohut bar kaha hain ki main tumse pyaar karta hoon shayad tum nahi samjo ge kitna par tum yeh janlo bhale hi humara safar kaal khatam ho jai likin main hamesha tumhara humsafar rahunga. Zindagi ki har mor har rahein paar main tumare saath hunga...''
he looked down and his voice proved that how badly he was trying to hold back his tears
'Tumhe lakta hain maine tumhara bharosa tora tumse pyar karke likin yeh meri baas mein nahi tha likin jante ho Swara agar hota tabbhi main tumse pyaar karta...''
he looked up with teary eyes
No he was not lying his eyes were his biggest proof
he will never break her trust her heart
he will be her confident her peace...
Swara closed her fist
her heart was in her mouth
His words were so magical...so simple yet so assuring
she sighed.
''Sanskaar''
she spoke looking down
his heart started beating fast
maybe she will say something...something positive...negative...or anything
'Chalo hum mein der ho rahi hain''
she got up and went out of the room
leaving behind a boy who sat there with all hopes, dreams being shattered into pieces. He knew how badly he wanted to shout and cry and hold her, ask her why was she doing this to him??
Bu he won't do that because
Swara do der ho rahi thi...
Swara ko...
her time was more precious to him than his more broken heart...