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I sat there, my reflection in the mirror staring back at me.
It was Gauri's sangeet today. She was getting married to her ''love of her life'' - Rajbir. Rajbir is my elder brother, and he's 5 years older than both of us. But when it comes to love, age is just a number, right?
I was supposed to be happy. Gauri is my best friend since college. And Rajbir's my elder brother. The house was decorated pompously. Everyone was happy, and was decorating each and every corner of the house. There were roses everywhere. The children were running around in their new clothes. People were gathered near the food enjoying the taste and relishing it. And here I was, sitting in my room, all decked up like a doll, my hair done by a international stylist, I was looking like I have just banged my head in the makeup box, and staring at the mirror. And I was..upset.
It wasn't anything to do with Gauri and Rajbir. I have always wanted them to get together. They are perfect for each other, and they will always keep each other happy.
But I was upset. No, more than upset, I was scared. I couldn't muster the energy to get up, go downstairs, where he might be..
I have been a filmy girl since childhood. I have always believed in prince charming sweeping me off my feet. I have always believed in the romantic atmosphere, in the voilins, in the wind, in the roses. I have always believed in love. But he came, and changed my life completely. He was what you'd call a 'perfect' boyfriend or husband. He was funny. He was handsome. He was supporting. He was caring. But he was a very good actor.
I shook my head. But the memories were there, everywhere. I remembered the day I met him. I remembered how he used to come close to me, whisper in my ears, make me laugh. I remembered the tingling sensation of his breath. I remembered how his touch used to burn my skin. I remembered his laugh which used to send shivers down my spine. I remembered the light brown colour of his eyes. I remembered the twitch of his nose. I remembered the shape of his lips. I remembered the feel of his lips around mine.
Everything had been perfect about him. But everything was a ploy. A trap I fell hopelessly in. Entangled by veins all around me that all I could do was try to turn and run away. And I did. The moment I fell out, the moment I opened my eyes, The moment I saw through the trap - to the real Arjun - I turned tails and ran.
I had been a coward. But I simply saw no other option. I had fallen in love with the Arjun he pretended to be. And I couldn't just go back and see what the real Arjun is like. The lier, backstabber, bas***d Arjun. I never wanted to see him like that, because I was sure my heart which was already broken in pieces, would be shattered completely. I never had the power, and I still don't. I still can't make myself to see what he had been like, before he turned into what he appeared to be.
And why did he appear to be like that...? He broke my heart, played with my emotions, made a complete fool out of me just because ''that's what he does with every girl.'' And nobody bothered to tell me, to warn me. Everyone watched me committing foolery, laughed at my stupidity, and I was embarrassed. Fooled. Broken.
And he was here today. He was here for Gauri and Rajbir's sangeet. A couple he had helped me set up. He was the one I called my 'partner in crime'. We thought of plans together to help Gauri and Rajbir open up to each other. We did everything, from locking them up in a room, to set them as project partners, and succeeded everytime. He plays a very important part in their relationship - half the reason Rajbir was able to propose to Gauri. And he was needed here.
But going down, having to face him was something I wasn't ready for - yet - and I am sure I never will be ready. Arjun Singhania is a part of my past I never want to look back to, but today, I have no choice.
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