Pieces of a puzzle - an IshRa SS| Epilogue - PG 26 - Page 6

Originally posted by: disha93

Beautiful start!!!

Chapter 2 - Coming home.

"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
Emily Bront, Wuthering Heights

He concludes after an hour of sitting through a tedious presentation his mind is not into it at all.

He needs to see her.

He has too.

He cannot take this anymore, this rift between them.

Therefore, he gets up in the middle of the presentation, cites feeling under the weather and nauseous and asks for his right hand Mihir to do the needful making apologies to everyone present.

The moment he takes the decision, he feels lighter, as if the mere thought of talking to her is enough to make things better.

He gets in his car and drives to the first place and the only place he thinks she might be at this time, her clinic.

He cannot help but remember this morning, when after three days of their severed connection they finally made a contact.

He had been unable to sleep the night before very well, ever since she left actually. However, today he had finally wandered out of his bedroom in the wee hours of the morning. He decided he might as well check if the newspaper had arrived and had gone to open the door.

There she was, standing right in front of him.

With a towel wrapped over her head and bent down to the pick the newspapers.

It reminded him of one of their earliest encounters, a similar morning where he had requested her to lend him her copy of the business express. He had forgotten to thank her and when she lectured him, on his manners as usual, he had been so rude to her.

The newspaper boy had done it again. He had mixed up their newspapers.

Her family' Tamil newspaper along with the Business Express had been wrongly delivered on the Bhalla doorstep, while his Times and Economic times were at the Iyer' doorstep.

The moment their eyes met as she stood, time seemed to have stopped for him briefly.

She did not utter a single word, did not make the slightest move towards him, but to him the moment was everything that he had been craving since hours.

He had finally seen her face.

He picked up the newspapers her parents read and moved towards her, silently extended them as she quietly brought forward the ones he read.

She carefully took the papers he forwarded, but he dropped the ones she was extending towards him.

They both bent simultaneously to pick up the fallen newspapers and in that one moment, as her hand reached out for the fallen papers, his grabbed hers.

As soon as he held her hand, she looked up at him and in her eyes he could see so many emotions at war, reflections of his own, that he could not figure out how to start a conversation with her.

Her mother called out to her in the next moment and she moved back immediately, his grip on hers lost and that physically hurt him.

Before he could so much as utter a word to her, she was inside her home and the door shut.

He stayed there for a while before he admitted defeat and walked back to his own home.

In the doorway, his father had silently watched the exchange that took place between Ishita and him he is sure of it. For when he entered his home, his father kept a hand on his shoulder and tried talking to him, but he just could not do that.

He quietly handed over the papers to his father and walked back inside his bedroom.

He never knew it was possible to miss someone so much.

Yes, he misses his son, his flesh and blood, the one he raised for the first six years of his life, but this was an entirely different ache, this pain.

Adi' absence is akin to losing a part of him. He feels the pain of losing his son as if someone would experience phantom pain. As if made to undergo an amputation, a part of him removed, destroyed and severed from him without even asking for the permission to do so.

The loss of a limb was the price to save a life.

He lost his son so that he may keep his daughter.

With Ishita gone, he feels hollow, empty.

There is no consolation for this loss. No bright side he can find to this experience.

He does not even realize it but he is parked outside her clinic and now it is only a matter of steps that separate them. His heart is pounding so fast, he practically can hear its beat drumming in his ears. His hands are sweaty and he is terrified of the possibility that she may not be here.

The emotion that overpowers every other thing though is his giddiness, which arises out of feeling that he may finally get a chance that to talk with her.

He walks up to the reception and sees the same girl, Sarika who had lodged that complaint against Ishita seated at the desk. The moment she spots him, the telephone receiver drops from her hand and her mouth hangs open.

With a scowl on his face, and somehow the restraint that he manages to find within himself by reminding this is Ishita' workplace he asks her in a low tone,

"Is Ishita in her cabin?"

Sarika merely nods and points towards Ishita' cabin.

He does not even acknowledge her any further and moves towards the mostly dark cabin, where he finds his wife.

She is standing in a corner with her back to him, under a dimly lit lamp. He can spot a picture of Ruhi and her, in her hands and he is sure he just heard her whimper.

His mother forbade Ruhi to meet Ishita since the past three days, and it kills him to see this. His daughter has not eaten much in three days and has cried almost all the time.

Here he sees Ishita is suffering from the same plight.

It breaks his heart all over again. To know two people close to him are in so much pain.

She absentmindedly replies thinking he is the receptionist without turning back,

"Sarika you may leave for the day, I will lock all the things and cancel all my appointments for tomorrow as well the first thing in the morning when you come."

He closes the door behind him and she is still unaware of his presence.

Slowly he walks towards her, relishing the fact that he heard her voice finally.

Absentmindedly he places a hand on her shoulder and it frightens her as she lets out a scream.

Immediately he places a hand over her mouth so that people don't come rushing in, thinking something untoward is happening in the cabin and disturb them he then backs her into the corner, as she tries to fight him with all her might. The dim light of her overhead lamp finally allows her to see his face as she turns around and all her actions cease in that one moment.

He removes the hand placed over her mouth and continues to look at her, noticing the absolute terror on her face, the sweat that collected upon her brow in a matter of moments, before she finally calmed down. Before she saw, it was him who had touched her.

Her mouth silently forms his name on her lips but she does not speak up.

He whispers her name in a low baritone, unable to go any longer... not with her so close to him now.

"Ishita..."

That is all it takes for her to break, for her to thaw.

She is in his arms and together they are in tears.

He finds it strange and amusing, that he is happier in this moment even while he cries than he has been in days.

You delve into IshRa pretty well you know. Human emotions are hard to describe but you do it with grace. Kudos for that skill.

As usual very well done! Can't wait to read more. Update asap please 😊

WOW!

Speechless at the moment. Shall edit in a bit!

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First and foremost a biiig hug to you! 🤗
This is most definitely the best update i have read in a while! And i totally mean it! It was so high on emotions and i felt them as if i were Raman! My heart started racing the moment Raman placed his hand on Ishu's shoulder! And then Ishu's reaction, her fear... By the end of the update my eyes were moist.
Stupendous job buddy! Loving the story. Have already read this update 5 times over!
I just can't wait for you to update the SS! Continue soon! :)

read ur 2nd part u have written so well i must say u have God gifted ability update next part soon

aaah aani...HOWWW HOWWW R U ABLE TO DO THIS TIME N AGAIN???uff THE LAST SCENE...it totally took this update to entirely diff level...!! nt jst last scene..!!

hw EPICLY u hv described each n evry second wht these two feel..!! uff AM SO DEAD..so intriguin n so touchin..!!

u ended this at a HIGHPOINT...!!

PLZ PLZ post next one super duper soon..!!

perfect update this ws..👏👏👏

LOVED IT LOVED IT UPDATE SOON👏

While we all are thinking of cliched scenes b/w Raman Ishita, this ( the newspaper scene) is like a whiff of fresh air

nice ... 2nd part again good ... pls continue soon