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Naina kept hugging him feeling safe in his arms. And Sameer also didn't leave her. Her tear struck face was piercing his heart.....Romunit took Rudra out of there, Swapreemrita also went to see that boys don't really kill him. Preeti came back making sure Swamrita can handle Romundit. Preeti got a glass of water for Naina, but she was still holding Sameer tightly. She wasn't ready to leave him. Preeti smiled amidst tears seeing them together. Sameer just gestured her to keep the glass on side table and go. She understood and keeping the glass on the table left from there. Sameer slowly moved towards the bench kept there and slowly made her sit on it and he himself sat next to her keeping her in his embrace. He slowly kept his hand under her chin and lifted her face slowly.

Sameer: Naina, lo thoda sa paani pi lo....

She move her head on the sides gesturing that does not want to drink anything.

Sameer: Dekho Naina agar tum meri baat nii maanogi naa to mai tmse gussa ho jaunga...please mere liye pi lo naa paani...please...

Without another word, she took a few sips from the glass. When she didn't drink anymore, Sameer kept the glass back and again hugged her and caressed her back. Once when her sobs subsided, she started speaking in a very slow voice, if he wouldn't have been so close to her, then he wouldn't have heard her at all....

Naina: Sameer....

He just hummed softly...giving her the strength and the most needed support...

Naina: Hamesha mere saath hi aisa kyun hota h? Agar aap time p nii aate to...vo....

Saying this she again started to cry...

Sameer just held her close to him, as if she was the most precious thing for him and was made of glass....very delicate.

Sameer: Aise mt bolo Naina...maine kaha tha naa ki hum dost hain...aur mai hamesha tumhara saath dunga, kabhi tmhe akela nii chhodunga. Galti meri hi h.....mujhe tmhe wahan akela nii chhodna chahiye tha...shayad I failed you today....

She suddenly lift her head and starts shaking it vigorously...

Naina: Nii Sameer aap please aise mt boliye...agar aaj mai theek hu to bs aapki wjh se....aap mujhe kabhi fail nii kr skte.....aapko pata aakhiri waqt tk mai ye soch rii thi....ki shyd aap aayenge...aur dekhiye aap aa gye....

She gave him a small smile....he felt better and also proud on himself seeing her faith in him. She trusted him, that was only what he wanted. When he thought that she might not feel good in the current situation if he would touch her, she herself came to him and hugged him. She was still there in his embrace, and this time, their togetherness made his determination more solid, that he will protect her no matter what.

Sameer: Naina...ek baat poochhu?

Naina: Hmm...

Sameer: Tumne aisa kyu kaha ki hamesha aisa hota h tumhaare saath...pehle b kuchh hua h kya?

She was shocked hearing this. Her head was still on his shoulder and his hand around her waist. She tried to move out of his grip, he did not let her move...his grip was firm but he made sure not to hurt her....she was already hurt enough...

Sameer: Naina, tum mujhe bs dost kehti ho...maanti nii naa... 

Naina: Nii Sameer aap aise kyun bol re h....mai aapko dil se dost maanti hu...

Sameer: To fir apne best friend se apne dil ki baat share niii krogi?

Naina: Nii Sameer....vo...mai...

Sameer: Naina maine pehle din se tumhaare andar ek ghutan dekhi h....tumhaari aankhon mei dard dekha h...please Naina batao naa mujhe....Kya tumhe mujhpe bharosa nii h?

Naina: Nii Sameer aap pr to khud se zada bharosa h....

Sameer: To fir batao mujhe...aur apne andar ka sara dard nikal do aaj...mai hun...tumhaare pass...tumhaare saath...hamesha....

Saying this he held her close in a way giving her the strength to let out her deepest secrets and show her scars to him....Getting the support and hearing his genuine words she started in a low voice...

Naina: Sameer...hamesha aisa kyun hota h ki ek ldki apni har Khushi, har khwaish ko daba deti h...kabhi apne parivaar ki khaatir, to kabhi society k darr se....logon ko sirf ye dikhta h ki vo kya pehen rii h yaa kahan jaa rii h kisse mil rii h..par wajah yaa uska dard kisi ko nii dikhta...

Flashback....

I was born in a brahmin family....And a very small and loving one......My grandparents, my parents and my best friend...chachu.....Mom often told me, how when they got to know that my mom was expecting, since then they badly my grandparents wanted to have a grand-daughter unlike most of the people who want a boy. And when I was born they all were elated.....

There were a few girls in my extended family, but for my family I was most precious as for them I was the only girl born after four generations. Everyone was happy, but har jagah kuchh log hote hain naa....who are not happy for you. Meri family mei bhi the.....Everyone knew my grandparents love and affections towards daughters of the family. Now they had one in their own house whom they can pamper......Meri dadi ki sister she wasn't happy as now all the love that her daughter received will be mine.......aur hota bhi kyun nii...it was my right after all....

With passing years, everything was going great....I was in school and one amongst the brightest students. Rank holder in class but pathetic in arts. But later I developed a liking for painting and reading. Studies became secondary for me. Not that I started failing....but still....Not just paternal but even in my maternal grandparents place, I was apple of everyone's eyes. Mamas, Maasi everyone loved me...After a few years Chachu got married.

I was still the only child on my father's as well as mom's side of family. But when I was 10, I finally got a sibling...whom I can call as my baby brother. Finally to celebrate rakhi with. I always felt sad when my mom used to tie rakhi to her brothers. And that's when I started tying rakhi to my father....as I knew he will always protect me, no matter what. But now even I had a baby bro....we celebrated our first rakhi together in Delhi where chachu lived. It was the most amazing and happiest day of my life.

But har Khushi ki ek problem hoti h, it won't last for long. Same happened with me. Chachu went to the states, for a project. Dad didn't feel right about it, but couldn't stop him, as it was for his career. After my brother's first birthday celebration Chachi also went there with my brother. I still remember that fateful day clearly. I was in 5th standard and having my summer vacations going on. I was in my tuition classes, just next door and we heard someone crying badly. We thought some kid is crying. After some time I got to know, from my teacher and her husband that the crying was from none other than my Dadu. They told me my Chachu met with an accident. I was just numb, I sat on the chair with a thud. I wore the same dress that day, that he gifted for my birthday. I wanted to run home, ask everyone that how is Chachu. But nobody let me do that. But after almost 15 20 mins they took me home, feeling that my grandparents might need me. That was the longest time I had spent.

As I reached home, everyone was crying badly. Dad wasn't home yet. Mom was in tears and on seeing me, my grandfather took me in his arms and cried badly. Whatever it may be, I was still a kid, couldn't understand much. All of our neighbors started gathering at our place. When dad came, he was all confused and seeing his parents he was all worried. When mom told him, he lost his balance and his strength. And why won't he, he was on the verge of losing his only brother, whom he always treated like his own son. Raat tk we got the news, which we dreaded the most.....Chachu was no more. My best friend was no more....I lost him forever.

Shayad vo pehla stroke tha....on my poor heart. I stopped praying. I threw away the small idol I was holding in my hands.....I lost interest in almost everything, my studies, my painting, my reading everything. But shyd bhagwaan ji mujhse itne zada b gussa nii the....I got the news of my life.....my mom was expecting. My Chachu came back to me as my younger brother. All the pampering's he showered on me, now I'll be doing it for him as now he's the younger one. All our life's were back on track. It took a lot of time for all of us....still with his arrival it became a bit easy......

Waqt kisi k liye nii rukta.....apni speed se hi chalta h....aur aise hi I reached college. I took up computer science engineering....mere Chachu ka dream tha.....to make me a computer engineer. I gave up on my dream of being an artist and was all set to fulfil his last wish. But I think it wasn't my forte. I wasn't interested at all. And then something happened that made the second stroke. I had a senior in college, Anshuman, he proposed to me.....just after 1 month of joining the college. I said no as I didn't want to hurt my parents. So he started irritating my friends, to make me talk to him and coz of this I started having fights with them. And just for this reason I said yes and started talking, thinking that he would leave in no time, as boys usually did in our college.

But hua kuchh aur hi....with the passing time.....I started liking him...I actually fell for him....lt was all because the way he cared for me, talked with me, shared everything with me. But I wasn't aware that whoever I would love will be destined to leave me and go....same happened with him. Suddenly he started being distant. I thought it's coz of exams so I tried being calm and patient. But nothing worked. He stopped coming to college. His exams started just a few days prior to me.

One day dad took my phone, for some work as he couldn't find his.....Anshu messaged at the same time, and mistakenly dad read it. And he also read our previous messages. I saw that and tried to take my phone, but hurt my finger in the process and got a hairline fracture. My dad was really hurt, he cried for the first time coz of me....I felt something piercing in my heart seeing tears in his eyes, and even in that condition....he was worried about me thinking that I might hurt myself as he shouted on me for the first time. He literally joined his hands in front of me and begged me not to hurt myself as he cannot afford to lose his another child after Chachu......I felt pathetic.....

I tried to work things out but didn't get a chance to meet or talk to Anshuman all throughout the exams and even after the commencement of new semester. Later I got to know that he left the town and took a transfer to another college, after he got to know that my father found out about him. I felt dejected and cheated. One side my father, didn't raise his hand on me even after I broke his trust and then there was this guy who left me, even without informing. One side, my father was upset on himself, for hurting his daughter, even if it was by mistake and that guy whom I loved didn't care after hurting me intentionally.....That very moment I decided I won't let him ruin my life.....and will live and be happy for my parents, my brother and my family, who actually loved me.

I lost the whatever interest I had in studies, Forgetting him and moving on was way more difficult than I thought. Raat raat bhar rona, n subah aise behave krna ki kuchh hua hi nii...Mom dad k alawa sbse zada sonu ko mera dard aur meri aankhon ka khalipan dikhta...they all were trying their best to make me happy. I thought leaving the college might help me, but when my Maasi told me that I need to finish what I started and not just finish it, but finish it like a winner, I gained my lost confidence and started studying with full concentration and decided to do my MBA after this. I worked hard day and night, and graduated with 90% in my final semester. And not just that, I even bagged a job in a multi-national IT company, even before I graduated. I was really happy, and postponed the plan of MBA for some time.

I joined in Pune after my graduation and then after training of 2 months, I was deployed in Chennai. It was difficult to survive there...but had to...Just then, my mom found a suitable boy for me.....she wanted me to meet him.....hence I decided.....plan MBA back on track. I started studying and working, both simultaneously. It was tough, but I had to......

But this life, it sucks and won't let you live peacefully. I met a guy....after four years, I finally found someone, who was caring, empathetic, supportive and sweet....koi itna perfect kaise ho skta h yrr.....still there he was. I met him through my roommate who worked with him. I tried my best, to stay away from him....nii jaa skti uske pass....I knew I would again end up hurting myself.....but in new year's party, I ended up getting drunk and confessing that I crushed over him.....satyanaash.....and eventually it turned out that he too liked me, but didn't say anything as he thought, that I'm rude as I did not talk to him.......

His name was....Salmaan....yep he was a Muslim.....mujhe problem nii thi...but Anshuman waale matter k baad I decided...ki chahe kuchh b ho jaaye...I will never hurt my parents again....So again it was me who had to suffer, but the worst thing is when u are suffering but still you cannot share your pain with anyone....aur yahan to extreme case tha...kisse kya kehti aur kya batati....And since the time he got to know about my feelings, he started to try harder to break my shell....mujhse dosti krna...mera dhyaan rakhna...meri baatein sunna....hnsi, msti mazaak....saath time spend krna....but even after all this I never let him be more than a friend to me....and only I knew what I will be facing in sometime...kuchh hi din baad I gave my GRE and TOEFL, and cleared the exam and it was final that I'm leaving India for good.....

After 2 months I left the job, and was going home for a month before leaving for Texas. He came to me, and told me that even he knew we weren't meant to be...but still he wanted to be with me for the time and I'll always be special for him and will always be in contact. My friends came to drop me at the station for the last time...I didn't know when we would meet next....Once the train left the platform, the dam broke and tears rolled out, I tried holding on to them, but couldn't. So I decided to cry and let it out. It was late night when train stopped at Nagpur station, and a guy came and sat on the seat just in front of me. I woke up coz of that and decided to use the restroom. I was shocked to see the person in front of me....it was none other than Anshuman.......he turned and saw me and he was shocked as well.....I turned my face and went away from there.....not wanting to see his face.

I was seeing him after 5 years.....When I came back it seemed as if he was waiting for me.....He wanted to talk....but I didn't...still he started speaking and told me that he met a girl online and when he got to know that my father found out about us.....he decided to leave and join the same college as his new gf......So, he was actually cheating on me.....and I, like a fool was dreaming about my whole life with him....stupid me.....He also told me that she ditched him in final year for some other rich guy because of which he couldn't score good marks and failed a subject. He just passed after almost 3 attempts and finally got an internship, not even a job.....I always believed in karma....it is indeed a bitch...won't leave you.....jo kro ynhi chukana pdta h....next janam ka wait nii hota boss....He wanted to know about me....and seeing so much luggage he asked me...where am I going with so much stuff.....I simply replied that I'm going back home and just resigned from my job.......as I'm leaving India soon.....he wanted to talk more, but I turned and acted to sleep.....

Next morning he asked if I'll ever be able to forgive him and go back to him....well I forgave him long ago but cannot forget the betrayal.....He asked if I had a bf....well thanks to him I lost my trust in relationships, commitment and marriages. Now I'm just scared of it.....One month went by in a jiffy...and Now here I am in Texas....I stayed with Mama Mami for 15 days in Florida before joining my classes....trying to adapt to new place and new lifestyle....everything felt great....but I was alone....time difference bht zada tha....couldn't talk to friends all the time...sb busy the....only available friend as I thought was Salmaan....

He spoke to me over messages sometimes....but one day even he said that he cannot spend time with me as he needs to move on...as he knows I won't be coming back....and if he'll keep talking to me he won't be able to find someone for himself and being with me does not make any sense now...I felt really sad.....why do I always trust the wrong people....I decided not to talk to him ever again....and started to concentrate on my studies and find some part time job as to earn some pocket money and not burden my dad for my extra expenses.......there was nothing I could do on campus as there weren't any jobs...I started searching outside on cash.....and I met Joshua...a Chinese guy.....

He said he could help me...and will let me know if he finds something.......But he said he'd like to date me as he liked me....I apologized to him saying that I couldn't....And here I met the only true friend, who's still there for me....we tell our friends that I'm just a call away...but she even proved it...and that's my Aman...Amanpreet.....She had a bf Abhi.....and they tried to set me up with his elder brother, who was a chef by profession....Ashu.....We all had a group.....we all mostly spent the weekends together, playing, eating, partying and clubbing. I did like him....nice guy.....but not waise wala like...just achha insaan....that way.....when one day Joshua called me and said he couldn't find any work in cash....but he had an offer...I was suspicious but still asked him to continue....he said I am beautiful and can try working in porn movies....I was shocked and scared...I started shivering....my roommate helped me....Sara baaji, a 30 yr old girl from Pakistan.....she disconnected the call and blocked the number and told me not to worry....I took some time but was back to my normal self.....

I had an amazing apartment, great friends and awesome family.....I was all fine.....but then....another nail on my coffin....It was Ashu's birthday and we decided to celebrate at my place as I had a lavish apartment....all were enjoying and getting drunk...I didn't drink much as wasn't feeling like....after cake cutting, we all smudged his face with the cheese cake...he went to the washroom to clean up...he called out to me as he needed some help.....I went inside and suddenly the door was shut...I turned around to find Ashu...looking at me with a smirk...I thought he's again pulling some stupid prank...I tried to go out but he held my hand tightly......And started to come close...I shouted but the music was loud....He kissed me....very harshly....my lips started to bleed. I was still trying to come out of his hold but all in vain and because of his tight hold...there were blue black marks on my wrist.....He wasn't leaving me.....I tried to slap him but he was too strong for me....He then kissed my neck very harshly...and I just cried when he tried to tear away my top...but just then Ankita came near the door for something and heard me......They tried opening the door, but it was locked, due to continuous knocking Ashu had to open the door.....I was on the floor sitting next to the bathtub...crying bitterly.....

Aman, Ankita and Sara di took me to my room and Ashu was taken by his brother and friends...Next day Abhi apologized saying that his brother was drunk......I didn't reply but didn't leave my house for almost two months.....not even for buying groceries or anything....I even stopped going to college and attended online classes....my friends were there throughout...and I slowly came out of this trauma, but didn't tell my family about anything, again....It was December, that meant Christmas holidays...I visited my Mama Mami as they were blessed with a baby girl....my youngest cousin...I spent an entire month with them.....and especially my brother who wouldn't leave me even for a second.....He was just 3 and loved me a lot....I came back after holidays...all happy and better than before....Ankita got me a part time job at an Indian restaurant as a cashier....

Something is better than nothing...kuchh nii to meri shopping ka kharch araam se nikal jata....I've always been a shopaholic and a big brand freak....but yahan b wahi hua...owner of the restaurant was an asshole....He was married and had three daughters...still he used to hit on every girl that worked there....koi b ldki wahan zada din nii tikti thi...especially if she was unmarried.....Mere saath b wahi hua...I used to help the owner with office work and his emails, as his English was not that great....but while typing and all...vo kahin mera haath chhune ki koshish krta...kabhi koi comment pass krta yaa kuchh aur...aur apni wife k saamne ek dum masoom bn jata.....maine vo job b chhod di....aur graduation khatam hone k baad kuchh din wahan Texas mei job ki and then I moved to London....aur fir ab India.....

Maine aajtk bahot kam true friends banaye hain...isme b mujhe aajtk bas Aman aur Inayat hi mile...ye hamesha mere saath the....jb kabhi ghr ki bahot yaad aati...mai bahot roti thi but agar mom dad ko aise ro k call krto to vo b bahot pareshaan ho jaate...tb mai Inayat ko call krti....she's been my constant....lekin ab use b zada baat nii hoti....abhi kuchh ek saal pehle she got married....to Salmaan....yeah the same guy....Inayat loved Sagar...since school....but wahi Hindu- Muslim thing.....Maine koshish b ki.....but mai ye b nii chahti thi ki vo apne parents ko chhod k bhaag jaaye...coz parents ka dil dukha k hum kabhi happy nii reh skte....and finally un dono ki shaadi ho gyi...Mai jaa nii paayi...himmat nii thi apni best friend ko is haal mei dekhne ki.....vo bahot dukhi thi....toot gyi thi....ab himmat nii hoti use b baat krne ki.....Use smhaal nii paayi jb use zaroorat thi meri...

Flashback ends....

Naina still had tears in her eyes.....and she cried more once she finished her story....her past was indeed painful...

Naina: Sameer aapko pata h...bachpan se maine hamesha yahi believe kia ki life b fairy tales jaisi hi hoti h...ek rajkumaari...uska ek Rajkumar....jo use sbse bacha k rakhta h.....aur when I was born....sb jgh DDLJ hi tha...mujhe b lgta tha mere liye b koi aisa hoga jo mujhe hamesha smhaal k rakhega...bilkul mere papa ki tarah...lekin ab mujhe bs darr lgta h.....aaj b shyd wahi hota mere saath agar aap time p nii aate.......

Shock was an understatement for him...he was dumbstruck...not in his worst dreams he thought that this fragile looking girl in front of him is hiding so much pain inside of her....which she never shared with anyone except Nanu and Preeti.....not even her own family....but today she trusted him enough to show him her scars.....

Sameer: Naina tum ro mt...mai hoon naa...ab mai kabhi kisi ko tmhaare aas pass b nii aane dunga....sbse bacha k rakhunga...I promise....

Saying this...he moved closer and hid her in himself as if hiding her from the whole world....Now he knew as to why Nanu was so sure about their marriage.....her biggest insecurity was that if she'll love someone, they will leave her or hurt her...but he wanted to protect her....He was very angry on each and every person who've hurt her in the past....and he thought that he would never leave her...never ever...They sat in the same position for some more time, before heading back.....

Phewwww....longest update till now 😌😌