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Expectations are beyond our control of limitations. The day this manifesto is well understood maybe life would become more easier. Taking a liking into somebody can be our  choice but that becoming a new found fondness is definitely an involuntary action. Sejal didn't excruciatingly sign in to take a personal liking into Aryan. That was all unplanned and she couldn't particularly put the blame on any one of them. For Aryan she may have been just a somebody among everybody to relieve those moments. Maybe just like a stress buster but for Sejal it was one of the treasured moments of her life. She couldn't admit that it was love but definitely it was something.

Because everybody knows Aryan doesn't give shit about people, he is just a heartless beast.He endures authority never giving a fuck about people, but he cared for her. At least that is what she thought because taking her to the park , saving her from the media. Or should it better be like 'Hiding her from the media',because he didn't wanted to let the world know about them. But they weren't anything in the first place!

The hugs they shared, the way he smiled at her, the way he was mad at her near the elevators on that auction day, the way he was laughing at her stupidities and bloody hell everything about him made her cry. Unaware of her own feelings she couldn't understand  that when Aryan the Bipolar had become so special for her.

She should be actually hating him for leaving her to die in the rain but look at the irony here she is crying in agony for that bastard.

Dabbing the tissue to wipe the disheveled state of her eye liner which was definitely giving her the look of a run away witch from Hogwarts Sejal gave a last checkup on herself in the mirror before finally deciding to leave for the work in G7. It has been three days since her birthday with all the bittersweet events still clearly afresh she had successfully managed to avoid Aryan in complete because she knows one look at him and her heart is going to shred into pieces again.

It may sound so unrealistic but the graveling  truth is it hurts. 

It hurts when she sees Aryan smiling and being normal with Viona.

It pains when Aryan laughs care freely along with Sarah.

It agonizes when she sees him being so nice to Darshan.

It rips her heart apart when she sees him talking to some new girl every time she passes his cabin.

It burns her soul thinking of why the hell she herself was making things difficult for herself.

But again nobody could escape the clutches of the traitor heart and unjustified destiny.

Everything hurts making it unnervingly impossible to smile without tears and do non understandable things. Both Katyusha and Raghav assumed her to be in her periods for all the unnecessary drama she is creating. Like seriously Sejal completed two freaking ice cream tubs every single night. Chocolates weren't helping but still she had swallowed half of the items of the fridge.

Luckily her duty timings has been in the other slot rather than along with Aryan making it more easier to avoid him.

The million dollar question was why in the name of whatever deity existed was she avoiding him?

Its just simple because she didn't have the heart to confront him nor any particular reasons to clarify things with him because obviously they weren't in any commitment.

Darshan has been worrying so much watching Sejal behave unreasonably sane and sad. He  made it his life mission for these few days to take her along to lunch somewhere to a new place everyday. He didn't quote anything whenever with her.  He couldn't watch such a beautiful angel in pain. The fact that she was hurting herself emotionally was indigestible.

From the past three days he is picking and dropping her home worried that she may be lost to which Sejal laughed and said that doctor's are capable of finding their way back even from death. The rides are quite awkward with only one way communication from Darshan to which Sejal would chirp in a 'okay' or simply give a nod. Many times it happened that he would crack one of the best jokes and she would just nod lost in her own dismay of a world. 

Today also he had to wait for five minutes before she showed up with red puffy eyes covered with tiny bits of make up which failed to hide her sadness. Her liner was somewhat messed up but that wasn't the only odd thing about today, she was looking like a bloody patient and he couldn't do anything for his beautiful.

"Good Morning Beautiful."
Darshan said with all the positivism he could collect in these few seconds.

To which she returned a simple nod with a small smile.As she settled inside Darshan couldn't stop himself anymore so he did it.

He started shouting and cursing like a wild criminal just about to be sent to prison.

"I am going to kill that Bastard. Son of a Bitch. What does that Dic-?"
Darshan stopped when Sejal started laughing.

"Yeah continue Dr. Vyas." She said closing the door carefully.

"Lets go out for a movie and yeah there is a chocolate for you in the dashboard."

Smiling she took the chocolate and wrapped it open giving two bites to Darshan.The improvement in her behaviour was quite noticeable as she didn't flinch over sudden touches and she even gave a little smile in spite of those puffy eyes. Darshan did a small happy dance in his heart.

"Put on your seat belt beautiful."

Sejal chunked in the last bite of the chocolate while putting on the seatbelt.

"Beautiful just know this one thing that whenever you are ready to talk about all this shit do it because I am still waiting and will be waiting."

Sejal nodded and turned the radio on cutting in any further investigation.

Within twenty minutes beating the very less traffic they aimlessly reached RCSM.

"I am driving in the evening." Sejal declared pulling the keys from his hands and walking up to the gate receiving few  ungraceful stares.

Because not every new employee shows up to the workplace with her boss or the panel executive member of RCSM just within two to three months of joining. She could bet that few doctors or the jealous nurses even circulated rumours like she is slut sleeping with them just to climb up the position ladder. Nothing mattered to her because it wasn't the truth.

Before Sejal could trip over a flat carpet and kiss the ground Darshan pulled her making her swirl three sixty degrees and gave a warm hug. It felt good a sign of positive vibrations exchange until her eyes fell on the mirror.

Aryan was staring at them with Viona on his heels. She could feel the tension in the atmosphere with her own heart beating so loud and she was thankful that Darshan was holding her because the thought of being face to face with Aryan was making her giddy. Surprisingly Darshan didn't even greet Aryan.

Brown orbs met her in the mirror and she could already feel the mirror breaking down because of their intense gaze. It was both relief and pain staring at him in the mirror after three days and most astonishing thing was he was alright.

Viona dragged him from there was the last ting she could watch in the mirror before Darshan pulled them apart and she could already see people staring and whispering nonsense.

Gosh! Did that just seemed like a love triangle drama? Or love quadrant drama? Because Viona was also there.

Hell. There was no love.

When somebody assures that they will be there for you building a false hope of a connection, then realizes things are going south so the final ultimatum comes with ending things in a pattern just leaving no stone to mend it back. 

And when all this happens it feels pathetically surreal.It hurts but seemingly born as an Human rather than a Robot this pain vanquishes in a mannerism by slowly breaking to a point beyond which you are unbreakable. This is what we think and conclude everytime a break up hits the shore of emotions but again humans being just humans let allows another person to form a connection only to be broken again and go through all that nonsense freak of emotional break through again and again until they are tired and numb of emotions.

This is the authentic truth which Sejal had accepted few hours ago because she couldn't stop her heart take control of her actions, deep in thoughts she sipped her coffee until an old women's voice tramped her ears.

"That will burn your tongue dear."

It was Mrs. Tyrator ,the run in owner of the Hospital cafe. She is definitely one of the sweetest ladies who indeed is always worried about the well-being of the doctors working here.Darshan pulled the cup gently away giving Sejal a tissue to wipe the stain on her lips while Mrs.Tyrant couldnt help but give a sweet smile.

"Nice couple you both make dears. Adult love I breathe."
She said with a chuckle.

"NO."
Sejal shouted at once while Darshan did the very same thing remarkably.

To this Mrs. Tyrant laughed more vibrantly or to say ladylike barbarically while Darshan and Sejal exchanged tensed and amused faces.

"You have got it all wrongly calculated Mrs.Tyrant."
Darshan imposed a statement getting up from his seat and coming behind the chair where Sejal was seated.

Waving a hand in the air Mrs.Tyrant settled on the just emptied chair and appreciated herself with a long sigh.

"Look kids I know how it is to love and be loved , very gushingly I have to say one of the signs of love is denial and you both are in denial." Mrs.Tyrant said with another vibrant smile.

Sejal could bet Mrs.Tyrant had been a black magic witch or a fortune teller in her past life because right now she was convincingly trying to be one. Scared ,Sejal tried pushed her chair as Darshan lightly squeezed her hand from the back.

"Mrs.Tyrant did you like..ever gave your resume for fortune telling ..you know llike.?" Darshan asked shocking Sejal because she was also thinking the same thing.

Can Darshan read minds?

Is it scientifically even possible?

"Ah . No dears I never got the time to think abut -"

"Don't even think about giving one because your fortunes are ridiculous."

Both Sejal and Darshan whipped their necks to see the source of the voice although they had already recognized it was Aryan.

"Aryan my son! How have you been?" Mrs.Tyrant asked with a beaming face.

"As tasty as your Sandwitches Aunt Lara."
This was surprising that Aryan was on a first name basis with Mrs.Tyrant.

"You mean Sandwiches, my boy." Mrs .Tyrant said laughing.

Aryan didn't reply who was instead watching Darshan with an uncomprehending emotion and the next moment Sejal was being pulled out from the cafeteria into the flight of stairs.

"Leave me Dr.Shetty!"
Sejal shrieked but in response Aryan only increased the pace.

With jittering nerves and heavily puffed breathes they reached his cabin. Sejal closed her eyes in exhaustion trying to stable her breathing. Brown orbs drowned her when she opened her eyes, presently they were having golden flickers also like Aryan was on fire with some sort of rage building deep inside him. He wanted something from her, but what?

For a second his eyes shifted and then when he looked back it felt like the golden flickers were fading and slowly turning into black which involuntarily made her touch the infinity locket, somehow in these few days tracing the locket calmed her down.

Without wasting any further seconds Aryan pulled her closer and kissed her lips, that felt feverish because suddenly her body was both on fire and simultaneously freezing.At first he only traced her lips with his, with no sign of restrain from her he assumed it to be a hint of liberty so he bit her lower lip which made the kiss more rough and pleasurable. It was like he was taking out his rage with the kiss as he gripped her hair tightly making her almost moan in pleasure.

How much ever Sejal wanted to stop it , shamefully she couldn't because it felt divinely better. This kiss felt so amazingly real to be fake.

Aryan kissed her upper lip crushing her between his tight hold of both the arms. Sejal felt her knees becoming weaker with every second of his lips touching her , she wanted to kiss back but realization of the situation triggered and she pushed Aryan away with whatever energy she could conserve.

Panting heavily she caught the door handle to stop herself from falling because giddiness was consuming her slowly. The glass in front showed how distraught she was appearing to be with all her hair messed up and the lipstick totally fading smudged in unclaimed directions.

"Don't. Dr Shetty don't you dare come closer."
Sejal shouted when she saw Aryan walking closer.

"Muneca listen -"

"No. You listen Mr Aryan Shetty. You have no rights on me to just come and grab me to your cabin just because you wanted to kiss me for your own pleasure. I am not an object to tamper with, like whenever you want company you take me to the park bring me a freaking birthday present , make memories with me making me believe that there is a connection between us and when you feel disoriented you leave. I am feeling used. At first I wait for minutes and then hours that atleast you will send a message  but you are too busy shoving your- "

"You are not an object."

"Let me finish! I am Sejal Seghal the only daughter of Shravan Seghal and as much my father will love you as his godson or whatever you are I will always be his blood. So, Mr. Aryan Shetty don't you dare cross your fucking lines."

This changed the expression on his face and Sejal knew the very moment that she had said something really terrible because she is still not in her right mind.

"Oh! I see you are using your newfound powers Madam Seghal." Aryan said with venom lacing his tone.

"Powers? What are you talking about?" Sejal asked wiping her lipstick completely with a tissue paper and rolling it over to the dustbin.

Aryan sliced into silence for a few seconds watching the carpet as if it was the eighth wonder of the world.

"Thank You." Aryan said and left the cabin without another word, even his shoes didn't make any noise. Sejal stood their dumb-folded of what the bloody hell happened.

Why in the name of God did he say 'Thank You'?

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Thank You dear readers for being there for me.

I love you all.

Tell me how am I doing with the chapters. I am excited to know.

Anybody wants to enter Darshan's mind?

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Love,

Sana Afreen.