A Different Love Story...!! - Diya Jain (read along books TXT) 📗

broaden up our ways a bit, try to give each other some space, some time alone or with others, so we can miss each other.

 

One time I told her this, she got so angry that she tried to cut her wrist. She won't like if I talked to anyone else other than her, and I ended up having no friends in my life. I know she isn't a wicked girl, and I know she loves me more than anything, but I never could love her with the same intensity.'

 

Ishaan interrupted. 'You said she tried to cut her wrist, I hope nothing bad happened. And I can understand, we as guys get bored of the same thing everyday. But you could have simply told her, she would have understood.'

 

Aarav laughed at this, 'No, I did not let her do anything stupid. But after that, I feared that if I ever tell her, she would do something stupid with her, which I did not want. So I kept on going further. Its not that I wanted to leave her, all I wanted is some time away from her. To be alone, be myself, make some friends out of this, and enjoy the life. I never would have been in a romantic relationship with her, but our parents, the school and college mates, and almost everyone expected that to happen, so I had to propose her.' Aarav said sadly.

 

 Ishaan wondered how some love stories can be so different, yet so intimidating. He wanted to know more, understand more. But, could he help them? He did feel sorry for Aarav, knowing that he was sort of trapped in a relationship he didn't want. But, he also wanted to make sure; he really didn't want Shreshtha in his life anymore.

 

Sometimes life is not what we expect it to be, it plays with us. To check if we can stand against the obstacles, or we fail and quit. Life can be so mean at times, yet a great teacher for all.

Chapter 11

Ishaan was still wondering, when he heard Aarav talking further and his thought trail stopped.

 

‘I was still happy in the beginning that I have my best friend as my lover, but later on things started to turn sour between us. We both did a lot to make it work, she, the most; but I was just not ready for it. I wanted some time to be alone, to be myself. I started getting irritated easily, started ignoring her, but she always found a way to reach to me. I thought some day she will get tired of my behaviour and leave, but she never left my side. I adore her for that, but, my heart would pain for doing this with her.’ Aarav continued sadly, it was feeling good in a different way, to be able to talk to someone after all these years, to let out his feelings in front of a stranger. “A stranger who saved your Shreshtha”, a tiny voice in his mind said.

 

Ishaan felt sad for Aarav, but at the same time, he felt sad for Shreshtha as well. He was not sure how is she going to handle all this when he can understand that she loved this guy a lot.

‘Aarav, I think you should talk to Shreshtha about this. Now is the time, because she will listen to each and everything you say, and this may be, can cure her and make her get up from the sleep she is in now.’ Ishaan said hopefully.

 

‘Doc, is there any possibility this can happen? I know I have done something unforgivable, but I want to see her smile soon. I can’t see her like this anymore.’ Aarav almost cried in pain.

 

“I too want to see her smile”, Ishaan thought sadly.

 

‘Well, we have seen cases where a shock can make the patient in coma come back to life, so there is a possibility this may work in her case. As she is quite attached to you, this may get her nerves to react and this can help her get well.’ Ishaan said.

 

‘Then I will do it. I will face her and talk to her, tell her what I feel and what I have felt all these years. I will make her cry, but this will cure her. I will talk to her doc. But, let her meet uncle and aunty first. I think they deserve to be with her the most. Once they have seen her, I will talk to her.’ Aarav finally said, gathering all the courage he had, this surely will take a huge amount of it. He knew that.

 

‘Sure Aarav. But first let’s get you some sleep. You’ve not slept since you’ve come here neither have you taken any rest. If you want to talk to her, you do need some rest.’ Ishaan said, with a tone of slight humour in his voice to lighten up the tense situation.

 

‘Haha! Doc, you’re right. But, have you taken a look at yourself? You look like a zombie. I bet you haven’t slept properly since Shreshtha came in here. This is quite a long time now. So, you too need to take some rest, or her parents will kill you in their way to meet their daughter!’ Aarav said, with a low chuckle.

 

‘I can’t agree more, but I can’t get myself to sleep when I try. All I could see is her face in front of me and I knew almost nothing about her, which was a mystery my mind could not cope with. I think I will be able to finally sleep peacefully today!’ Ishaan agreed.

 

They both got up from the chairs, and walked towards the door. Shreshtha’s parents would be reaching anytime soon, and there was going to be havoc after they arrive. Both were thinking how to handle them, in their own different ways, as both were answerable to them. One, her doctor. Another, her lifelong friend and now her boyfriend in their eyes, who had her responsibility while they were away.

 

Aarav turned to face Ishaan, and Ishaan could see the moist in his eyes.

‘Thank you for everything doc.’ Aarav said, with a lump in his throat.

 

Ishaan swallowed, and just smiled. Words didn’t seem of much importance that time; a simple smile did say all what he meant.

Chapter 12

(Shreshtha’s POV)

 

I was lying in a mid sub-conscious state most of the time. I could not really guess what time of the day or night it usually was, only for the times when the nurse would come to wipe me clean or to check the progress I was making. And at times, my angel, Dr. Ishaan would come and talk to me and I would care less what time it was, as far as he is by my side.

Things seem better when he talks to me; I admire his voice, and can’t wait to see how he looks like. Not that I am looking for a hunk or a way too dashing personality, but I believe a person with such a good heart will be great looking as well. He will be more like an angel, to guess.

‘But, does it really matter how he looks like?’ her inner voice made its presence known.

 

‘Ummmm…. I don’t think it does, but I will have to see it for myself and decide.’ She winked internally.

 

‘Then get up, open your eyes and let the world know you are alive too!’ A sarcastic voice rose in her head.

 

‘I choose to ignore you right now. I want some good rest.’ She retorted mentally.

 

Shreshtha could feel her inner goddess roll eyes at her, at using the word ‘rest’. Isn’t this what she was doing from the last, God knows how many days or months?

 

And just as she was about to drift to a peaceful sleep, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching in a hurry. She wondered who would come at this time, the nurse just left before some time, and Dr. Ishaan also visited.

 

‘Might be my angel came to visit me one more time, the nurse did make him leave abruptly when he was saying something.’ She thought happily.

 

And the door burst open and the footsteps halted for a second, it seemed like an eternity to her. Not being able to see what is happening was already frustrating her.

And then she heard the low crying sound, and she instantly knew, her parents were finally here.

 

‘Mom, Dad, you are finally here. I missed you so much. Please help me wake up and open my eyes. I try everyday, but I can’t get up.’ She cried and tried her best to say this aloud.

 

Then she felt a strong thud on her bed, and soft hands caress her cheeks. She suddenly recognised the warmth of those hands, the hands that fed her, the hands she held when she learnt walking; the hands that brushed her hair and help her get ready when she was a kid.

Those hands, which make her, feel heaven on earth. The softness and warmth of those two palms held the world for her.

 

She also felt movement on the other side of her bed, an unsure one, and she knew it was her Dad. How sad he would be to see her like this. She was her parents princess, and a single scar would make them upset for days, and now she is lying in such a state, she could imagine how sorrowful her parents would be at this moment. For this, she didn’t need eyes to see, she knew them for a long time.

 

Shreshtha heard her mother cry out loud this time, and her heart cried too. She wanted to console her, tell her that she will be fine soon, but the words would not leave her mouth; no matter how hard she tried.

 

If she was feeling sad after knowing what had happened to her, now she was feeling more than the limits of being sad. She didn’t know what to call it, but it was unbearable for her. She can’t let her parents cry over her. She didn’t want to let her parents down in such a way, that too because she was upset on some silly fight with her boyfriend!

 

Her stomach made a flip-flop at the word boyfriend, and she winced slightly. She wondered if someone might have seen her. She felt fury rise in her heart, making its way down to her lungs, and then travel through her hands. If only she could get hold of Aarav, she would kill him for making