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Long time na? First of all accept my sincere apology for being a best from forum for almost two weeks, but I'm not actually faulty here. I caught with viral fever which actually made me lethargic these days and caused delay. Anyway I'm back now with a new part, hope it will be loved by everyone like previous parts and first of all heartly thanks to all readers for giving such a awesome remarks and comments on last part. hope this part will also worthy to take appreciations 😊 so without delay here I'm presenting next part.
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Life is unpredictable,
It changes with the seasons,
Even your coldest winter,
Happens for better reasons,
And though it feels eternal,
Like all you'll ever do is freeze,
I promise spring is coming,
And with it, brand new leaves.
[ poem credit- ruhi_ishra]
Some words were indeed true. Life is a nothing but an unpredictable event, an aimless journey like walking on dark path which will lead you somewhere surprising. Everyday weren't pass the way we planned, the way we want but still life is beautiful. If it give you pain, it also give you healer, lover someone who could love you unconditionally but is love is enough to live a peaceful life?
But it is the only side of life. Love is the only part of life, not a whole life but sometimes this mere feeling from someone made you forget the truth of harsh and practical life and made you live in dream world, the world where only happiness exists. But as said time never remains same, it changed with blink of an eye which was able to change the reality and even made you show something which you never imagined.
Leaned against huge glass partition of her room,she was staring the little drops of rain which making her wet. Rains... which was always close to her heart, rains which was always special for her and Raman. Raman... the person, her love of life, her Raman. The one who only know to made her smile, who only wanted his wife to live like a blooming flower. He gave her every possible happiness which she only dreamt but he made every impossible thing possible in her life. A faint smile came on her lips on mere mention of her husband and involuntary her slender fingers started to caress her thalli. Any slightest thought about him is enough to made her wonder was he same man for whom she lost her heart once? She knew he love her, love her beyond everything, more then himself. He knew she worshiped him, adore him, she is everything for him. Even after making so much promises why she started to felt their love started to fed.
Her mother used to say situations won't be easy for an human being ever, life is not all about bed of roses always. At some point you have to deal with something harsh which you didn't even imagined and that will be your real testing time but what will she did when she saw the person who was giving her hard time was none other then her husband, Raman? How she wished if she could change everything but she knew she can't. Because now she had to think thousand times to speak something in front of the man whom once she used to trouble with her nonstop blabbers. Sometimes she wanted to shut her eyes in hope everything became dream when she will open them but even she also know whatever started in their life two weeks back is truth of their life, a truth which she wanted to forgot but can't, truth which she wanted to change but can't.
Wiping single drop of tear from her eyes, she closed the glass partition and came inside in her room where her gaze felt on the side of wall which was filled with numerous moments which they created in past two months. The wall which was decorated with a single frame was now filled with their each love filled moment, the moment which made her realized how much her life is worthy if you had someone special in your life but that time she didn't realized the man who didn't even ready to leave her for single second two weeks back will distant himself from her so much that she even thought 1000 times to talk with him.
She herself was amused how that two months passed in bliss when each day they found some new reasons to love each other. Sharing texts each other whole day when they were away and at last exploring each other in new way every night was enough to made their life beautiful. His new intimate gestures and loved filled surprises made her thank Almighty for sending Raman in her life. They already spent the due period of two months in Sydney but because of work commitments they extended their living period their. This sudden changes made her little annoyed but still she vwas happy because her man was with her to made her feel like princess.
Not only their relationship, but one more relationship also bloomed in this time, it was bond of mother and son which slowly started to improve. She was happy the way Raman started to talk with her mother in law. Ishita's feet were not on grounds the day her mother in law called her and expressed her desires to start afresh with her son. She herself wanted things sorted between them, Ishita saw how he carved for his mother love but never voiced because of fear of rejection.
It was not easy for Raman too, to except such sudden event when Ishita handled him phone one fine evening and told him to talk with his mother. He was amused when she talked with him finely and asked about every stuff related to work and his life, although he was not ready to express his happiness in beginning but slowly slowly his heart started to melt when he observed how his mother wanted to give another chance to their relationship, she wanted to live the phase which she missed.
She saw a different smile started to linger on Raman lips which she never saw before. He still scared from expressing his feelings but he was unable to hide his happiness from one who know to read his heart very well. " Ishita you know its seriously unbelievable seeing Maa like this but the best thing is it is happening. Haina???? " his enthusiastic voice rang in her ears even after an month too. He finally started to receive the love he carved from his childhood but with her things were not same. The void was still there which left her teary always but her silent prayers answered the day when his mother called her and guided for their first karvachouth pooja.
Not only him, even she pampered Ishita how much she could. Seeing things coming back on track was enough to made her heart content. The icing on the cake moment came in her life when her Appa called her one day. She rremembered how she shed tears uncontrollably that evening when he talked with him but she didn't knew that many things will soon going to unfold in front of her. Lost in her thoughts, she composed herself when she heard loud sound of doorbell. It was not necessary for her to run downstairs like earlier days to open gate for her because for that work aunt Martha was there. Stepping in gallery of first floor, she looked at Raman who marched inside in their home all in his CEO aura along his 10-15 board members and managers. She saw how he climbed stairs and entered in his study room with his staff without passing her single look. She closed her eyes and made her way towards their room again, shutting door loudly, she slid herself against the wooden frame and allowed her tears to flow again.
It had been three weeks when this all things suddenly started to took place in their life which never happened earlier. Raman engrossed himself in his work in such extent that he even didn't had time to look at her, suddenly he started to avoid his mother phone calls and not only this he even disconnected internet and phone connection from their home. She still remembered that evening when she scared with his anger,
~~~ Three weeks back ~~
" Raman you know what???? Appa again called me today " she squealed like a kid after seeing Raman that evening which caused grown on his forehead. " You know we talked for whole two hours. It was amazing Raman. Its beautiful na how mummyji and. appa are trying to reduce distances at same time with us. You know what... "
" Stop!!!!!!! " her words halted in middle on seeing her husband who's eyes were splitting fire after hearing her each words. It was first time when she found him unhappy in her happiness. Before she could question him back, she found his tight grip on her shoulders, " Ahh!!!!! What are you doing Raman? "
" When he called you? And from how long this all being going " he gritted his teeth which made tears fell from her eyes because of pain, " tell me dammit, I want answer from you " he ignored her pain and tightened his grip instead of loosing. Other side Ishita stood in front of him bewildered, unable to digest the fact the man who can't even see a drop of tear in her eye was not even cared to see how much he is scaring her
" Fo...four days " she saw how his jaw clenched when she mentioned about her father. He jerked her and stormed inside. their room leaving stunned and amused Ishita behind who was trying to figure out what exactly happened between them. She herself didn't realized how long she sat on floor crying and thinking what made him behave with her harshly. That evening she curled herself on wooden floor until sleep overcame on her exhausted body which didn't even made her realize when her husband scooped her innhis arms and made her lay properly on their bed.
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" You are not that man whom I know Raman. I know something is bothering you but how could I will understand if you didn't speak anything? You himself told me once that I'm your friend then what happened now? It been three weeks Raman and I'm bearing your silence and you know, its...its hard for me now " her long nails pierced her soft flesh because of helplessness that she can't even know what made her husband like this. " You just handed me this paper and told me to sign this. How I supposed to sign this Raman, how??????? " her cries started to louder in between four walls because she knew no one will going to come there to hear them.
What could she even do except shedding tears because she was helpless because of circumstances. Her man even distant her from himself. For his every need he appointed aunt, now she was there to take care his every need and he left her with lots of unanswered questions.
Lost in her tears she didn't realised that someone was on other side of gate and knocking continuously. Wiping tears she straightened her dress's and opened door and see aunt Martha was on there with the tray of dinner. She greeted her with smile and allowed her to come inside. Soon she served her plate and told her to take lunch and left room not before caressing her hairs. That old Australian lady was nothing less then her dai ma for her but she didn't wanted her to do work which Ishita loved to do for Raman.
Person who once told her that he didn't want anyone in their home because he loved when she did everything for him now himself told her not to exert herself because of his hectic schedule and within a day he brought Aunt and told her to take care of his food and told her not to stress herself for him but doing something for him will actually stress her? She covered her dinner dish with other plate and went towards study room and started to look him Raman through glass panel who was busy in conferencing with some foreign clients, " why so much distances Raman? You didn't even have time to check whether your wife ate something or not? I miss you Dai Ma, I miss you so much " she helplessly looked at her phone but she knew she can't even talk with her now without his permission. Giving last glance to she left the place and laid down on bed hugging his pillow tightly.
Tears again started to flow from her eyes when she recalled the day when his one decision which was enough to shake the base if their relation.
~~ FLASHBACK ~~
Raman sudden outburst left her in deep thinking that want made him to react like this? She knew he had something work related stress but his behavior regarding her father was surely something more then work stress. Again he started to show his shade of split personality to her. At one side he was not ready to face her much but concerned for her each and every minute.
" I shouldn't fought with you last evening Raman, if you are not willing to tell anything it means is not really importent for me to know. I know you will never do anything which could made me sad " she spoke to herself and started to chop vegetables for the evening. She was engrossed in her work when doorbell rang which made her wonder who came on such hours. Washing her hands she opened door and saw courier boy who came with an envelop of her name. The content of the letter was enough to give her shock, unable to react anything she sat with numb body on sofa. " You can't do this with me Raman, you can't " she mumbled slowly while clutching the paper.
Raman creased his brows seeing Ishita sat motionless on sofas that evening when he entered in home. Rushing towards her he jerked her frantically which made her aware with surrounding. Clearing her blur vision, she got up from sofa and made her way towards kitchen.
" I hope I'm entitled to know the reason behind your this state " Raman inquired to Ishita who was preparing for his evening tea.
" Did really I'm important in your life nowadays Mr CEO? Did you even remembered you have a wife in your home? " she spat back to Raman who took aback with her behavior.
" At least tell me what happened yaar " he replied irritatedly. Controlling her anger she marched towards the envolope and threw on his face. " I'm your wife, I gave you my soul, my heart, my everything Raman but it dosent meant I will agree with your each decision Raman " she cried loudly and sat on her knees.
" It's nothing to over react Ishita. These are your readmission papers. You will going to continue your studies here. Peoples die to study here and they wanted you to be a part of their group. I really don't find anything wrong in this "
" Everything is wrong here Raman, everything is wrong. Your behavior with me is wrong. Suddenly you stopped talking with mummy ji is wrong, you yelled on me that day is also wrong Raman. You are not ready to tell me anything is also wrong. You came home late, you leave early, you disconnected internet and phone connection from my laptop and phone is also wrong Raman " she cried on last part and buried her face in palms.
" Ishita I already told you to show trust on me that night " he replied coldly and offered a glass of eater for her.
" What trust Raman?? Here you are behaving with me like this and wanted me to act normally?? Sydney is not our home Raman, we belong from Delhi, India. We live there Raman, not here. Its been three months we are here. Whenever I asked you about this you shrugged me. You are not ready to answer my any question Raman. What should I supposed to do " she clutched Raman coller who averted his gaze from Ishita.
" I can't answer your every question Ishita and even I don't want complicated situations for us. Things already difficult for me and your behavior will only make it more worser Ishita " he clutched her hands and made his coller free.
" I'm your wife dammit!!!! " she yelled at Raman who was about to step on stairs.
" If you are my wife then act like wife and show trust on your husband and stop making things complicated for me. I am already facing so much stress "
" I showed my trust on that day when you slid ring as stranger Raman, I showed trust that day when you made me Mrs Raman Bhalla " she said in helpless tone which made his eyes wet. " I never told you to love me so much Raman, I never told. Actually its hard to act as wife with you because you never made me feel as wife na, but don't worry I will live in my limits. I'm sorry " he clenched his fist seeing her going towards kitchen as lost soul who soon busied herself in preparing dinner for him.
" I wish if I could tell you everything Ishita. Please don't hate me " he wiped his lone tear and about to step upward but stopped hearing her scream. Rushing towards kitchen, he found her hand covered with blood and she was shedding her tears using her wound.
" Are you mad Ishita? Can't you work cautiously " he yelled on her and started to wash her bleeding hand. The cut was big and deep which lost her blood and also made her weak. He picked tired Ishita in his arms and took her in their room, making her lay down on bed and placing her wounded hand on cushion he called doctor to check her.
It was late night when Ishita woke from sleep and looked herself sleeping in Raman's arms. It was probably after ten days when she saw him with utmost patience. Her fingers went on his face and started to caress his four days beard, his forehead was covered with line of worries which was telling her he was in deep problem but unable to tell her. Decreasing the distances between their faces, she started to massage his forehead with her one hand slowly which made him open his eyes.
Their eyes locked with each other the moment his sleepy eyes met her bloodshot red ones. He clutched her waist more firmly while her fingers again started to caress his face. Without wasting more time he sealed his lips with her which made her feel ecstatic with his touch. He came near her after whole three weeks. Wanted to live him near her, she slowly started to chew his lips other side his hands were trying to feel her near him. Moving their lips with synchronization, they started to kiss each other which turned wild after some times, showed his desperation how much he need her and love her. Making her lay down on bed, his lips started to devour her skin again while her hands started to massage his head.
" Trust me Ishita, I love you more then myself. Please trust me " he pleaded her and again started to pester kisses on her collarbone.
" I know you love me. Please tell me what is bothering you so much. I want to help you Raman, please " she cupped his face and made him look in her eyes but she saw in his eyes who was denying to tell her anything. She sighted and leaned back on headboard of bed other side Raman clutched sheets to surpass his anger. Leaving room in next second, he went in kitchen and poured soup in bowl and came back in room to fed her.
She watch silently how he fed her dinner leaving his all work behind. Make her finish her dinner, he helped her in changing clothes and helped her in lay down on bed.
" You love me Ishita? " he asked slowly to her while lifting his head from her chest.
" More then myself Raman and trust me I will help you. Bas tell me once "
" If you love me then stop asking for everything Ishita and trust me soon I will make everything good " she sighted and closed her eyes others side he buried his head in crook of her neck. Next day when she woke she saw Aunt Martha working in kitchen and Raman was busied with her clients and when he came in room in evening he bluntly replied her that she don't have need to stress herself for him.
Lost in her thoughts, shed don't realized how time passed and it was past !midnight now. Curling herself more, she rested her chin on her kneees and rested her back on wall.
" Ishita you didn't slept yet? " she opened her eye to look at direction of voice and found Raman who came in room a while back and was removing his watch.
" I didn't felt like to sleep " she whispered slowly and wiped her face and started to arrange bed for him.
" Ishita you didn't even took your dinner yaar. It will affect your health " Raman tried to stop his wife who was avoiding his gaze and busy in arranging room.
" You don't have need to worry for me Raman. I'm fine " she coldly replied and removed his hands from her shoulder. He hung his head down with guilt when he saw her laid down on her side and switching off the lights.
" Only if I could tell you that whatever I'm doing I never wanted to do " he sighted helplessly and made his way towards restroom.
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Their next few days again passed in silence like this. Ishita was observing how Raman kept himself engaged in files day and night. His continuous calls, talks for investments, back to back meetings with board members indicated things were really big, beyond her imagination.
It was one fine day when Raman was at home, his mood was better today unlike other days. He left Ishita amused when he himself woke her with cup of coffee like he used to do earlier. She stared him with amusement when he himself told her we will accompany her to super mart in evening. Her lips curled when she found Raman picking things for home with his choice, she decided to be silent all the time because all she wanted to stare his handsome face which was glowing after so long.
" Raman... are you pregnant? " she asked in evening when Raman was gulping water after placing groceries on kitchen counter.
" What the hell!!!!!! " he spit water on floor hearing her remark and looked at Ishita who was smirking seeing him.
" Ya I mean I observed you have mood swings. Such mood swings only found in pregnant persons, that's why I asked " she said in obvious tone which made him scrunched his nose.
" This was the worst PJ which I ever heard. Sadiyal bakwaas classless joke" he whined like kid and marched towards hall not before shaking head on her antiques.
Wish if I could ever see you like this. I want you back, smiling on him she continued to cook his favourite for dinner.
" Raman you made thus room mess. Can't you once keep things neatly? " she yelled on him after seeing her bedroom which he made mess in one morning.
" Please arrange them neatly. I really had to finish lots of stuff " she shook her head with utmost irritation and started to arrange his papers in file. Seeing stocks, profit tables, investment papers infromt her she felt like she was in some alien world.
She was about to place his files in his briefcase when suddenly a blue color file caught her attention, " IYYER GROUP OF TEXTILES " her brows creased the momnt she read about her father company and within no time she started to read the papers.
" Ishita " she shivered hearing her name and lifted her lashed to saw Raman who stood at entrance of room.
" Why you touched these papers? " he snatched those papers from her and placed them in his briefcase.
" What are you upto Raman? Tell me what are you going to do with my Appa company? Tell me " she cried loudly other side his blood was boiling again seeing the mess in front of her which he never wanted.
" I don't think I'm entitled to answer your every question " he threw vase angrily on floor which scattered in numerous pieces the moment it hit on ground.
" you are entitled Raman. For God sake this is my father's company, my mother and father gave their everything to build this company. You can't ruin it Mr Raman Bhalla "
His nose flared the moment she mentioned about her father. Throwing stuff on floor, he marched towards her and clutched her upper arm tightly, " Ruin!!!!!!! Its not me who is ruining everything, its you, its your father who made my life hell " her world crashed down after hearing words from his mouth which acted like sword on her. " Remember, I will kill everyone...everyone if they ever tried to separate you from me " she felt pain in his voice when his hold started to left its print on her arms.
" I ruined his life, how...how could I did something to him when I love him more then myself... HOW?????? " her voice resonated in huge room. She looked herself and then pieces of broken vase who was something similar like her. Her relation with Raman also broke like this vase. The pieces scattered all around in room which were unable to gather like her.
" Ishita what you made of yourself? Uth baba. Tujhe lag jaaegi " Simmi eyes widened in shock when she entered in Ishita room and saw him sat lifeless in between pieces of broken vase.
" I ruined his life Simmi, he told I made his life hell " Simmi looked in Ishita eyes which was all void, without any feeling. She never saw her so much vulnerable and helpless. She was a girl who always bloomed under her husband love and care, she knew their is something which is bothering Raman so much but she didn't imagined that he will hurt her with so much extent that she will start blame to herself. Helping her in getting up from floor, she helped her in climbing down stairs and took her in her place.
" Please tell me Ishita, what bhai did which made you like this? Even Paramji said he is not well in office. Did something happened between you two?
" He hates me Simmi, he hate me. I'm one who ruined everything Simmi "
" Bakwaas mat kar na Ishita. Woh pagal ho gaya hai, kuch bhi bakta hai Ishita. Tu kaise uski life barbaad karegi? Please bats na kya hua hai "
" Nahi jaanti hoon main...kuch nahi jaanti hoon!!! Meri kya galti hai yeh bhi nahi, sirf saza bhugat rahi hoon " Ishita yelled loudly and threw cushion which was placed on bed. " Main pagal ho jaaungi Simmi. Please kuch karo na " Ishita mumbled last line slowly and buried her head in her chest which pierced Simmi heart too.
Other side Mihir, Parmeet and Romi was looking at Raman who was busy in throwing sbert single thing on floor and busy in lashing his anger on poor employees. Mihir And Romi came a week back to Sydney and it was Raman strict order not to contact him personally neither came to his home.
" You know what Mihir, I never felt myself helpless before. I'm hurting her unnecessarily bbecause I know I will ended up saying everything to her if I went near her " he banged his hand on glass table loudly which made rest of the three gasp. He was restless, and it was evident from his face, his body language but they also knew they can't afford to say truth to Ishita also.
" Where the hell is everyone now??? Useless fellows can't even do a single work properly " he barked on intercom and instructed his team to report him quickly. They were busy in scanning reports when Parmeet suddenly went outside to attend call which was enough to rose Raman anger again.
" Parmeet for once keep your phone... "
" Raman Ishita is not well. She is at our home, she cried whole day and she even had fever too " Parmeet spoke in a single go which left the rest of the three horrified. Raman didn't wait for a single word and rushed towards his home leaving work.
His steps halted outside Simmi and Parmeet bedroom seeing a petite body who laid on bed, looked like a lifeless soul. His eyes met with Simmi who threw dirty look the moment she saw Raman entering in room with Parmeet. " Tell this man to leave this place now Param Ji. No one need his care here. "
" Simmi woh... "
" You know what peoples like you don't deserve tounge. Their is not necessary to talk senselessly each time Raman. For heaven sake stop treating her like punching bag. You are doing nothing but hurting her "
" She is not alone who is hurt, I'm one also one who is suffered probably more then her " he closed his eyes and allowed tears to fell down which was enough to melt Simmi. Without waiting anyone he scooped Ishita in his arms and made his way towards his home, not before thanking Simmi.,
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Ishita felt little better now, the sound sleep was much needed for her after emotional turmoil. She felt her body weak when she about to get up, her each limb was paining which made more difficult for her to get up. Slowly opening her eyes, the first person she saw in front her was her husband who sat on opposite side of bed and nursing her ankle which got cut because of broken pieces of vase. Seeing her coming in conscious, he rushed towards her and helped her getting up. She looked in his eyes who were filled with guilt, he looked in her brown orbs which were asking lots of question from him but they knew they can't spoke more then their eyes. Making her head resting on headboard he offered her a glass of juice which she drank without saying anything.
" Ishita woh... "
" I'm fine Raman " she made him quite with her single statement and closed her eyes again.
" Actually Ishita... "
" I want to be alone for sometime Raman. Its better if you also spent sometime alone, away from this hell of your life " their eyes met again and showed her how much she hurted her with her words but isn't it was same what he was doing with her from past three weeks? " Please pass me your phone, I want to talk with Dai Ma " he passed his phone to her and left room.
She glided her finger on the wallpaper when she unlocked his phone. It was their one of the relished memory when he was her Raman. He was nuzzling her neck playfully and other side was taking their picture. She recalled how much she scolded him for his such childish act and later he pacified her in his manner, " I miss you Raman. Please come back...come back to me. I will die like this "
" If you know to read my eyes then please read them Ishita, because my lips will be unable to say anything " he cried other side and slumped down on floor.
Tears is also language of love.
She had because she was hurt
He had because he was cause of her tears
They wanted to tell each other, how much they love each other
Only if they could say...
Hope this part was good
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will eagerly wait for your comments
have a great day to all 😊
Edited by Albeli26 - 9 years ago
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