Silence is a path to discreet methodology of finding peace and solace. When words fail to communicate,the next phase of it is being submerged in silent communication.

Sejal shut her eyes and tried not to concentrate on silence because right now all those words felt like bull shit.

Silence was nothing but an uncomforting bitch!
That was the only conclusion she could get out of this situation proclaimed.

Her mother used to always say that there are always reasons and teaching behind every happening in our life,that also sounded like curved up trash of some inhuman beast.

It's been fifteen minutes into the dinner with her father and both of them couldn't bring up a topic to chat about out of million things in the world. They did an awkward greeting when entered and the receptionist who didn't have any idea about their relationship status obviously assumed it to be a slut sleeping case or a damsel-in-distress-rescue-mission watching their not so beautiful hug.
The classic weather topic also didn't work out,it turned out to be a one word exchange without any extension.

Sejal very willingly wanted to kick the ass out of Nikhil who suggested her to go on a dinner and sort out the issue with her dad.

Coming to the issue on hand.
It was the few papers which her dad gave on her birthday when she was in so much of a rush to leave the place that she didn't check the papers.
They were some freaking legal green papers,Shravan had transferred all his hard earned reputation on her name except their little house in which they lived before RCSM came into the picture.

Which meant Sejal Seghal was the new owner of RCSM!

This was the thing that made Sejal realise of why Aryan was so pissed at her and his new found love for the word 'madam' and why he was talking about shit after their kiss.

Little sound of a spoon pulled Sejal out from the train of her very deep thoughts,which made her look at Shravan who indeed was staring at his food and then her.

"Try this,it's .....Oh! Shit."
Shravan started and stopped abruptly when the glass of water suddenly decided to come in the way of his hand and spill itself into the bowl of Butter Chicken.
This lead to a series of not so fortunate events as Sejal tried to save the mad glass but then it slipped into the table cloth which made Shravan stand up in shock leading for the break dance of contents on the table,there after Sejal decided not to save any further things on the table. The situation was turning out to be beyond pissed but her guts wanted to laugh at it.

No dinner would have been as stressful as this maybe for both of them and Sejal could just wish for the food to be gobbled up fastly so that they can finally leave or just hoped that someone joins them and save the day.

"Sejal your dress."
Shravan spoke delicately watching the left end of her kurti.

Sejal wanted to almost shout and break things because this was one of her favourite Indian wear in her closet and now it had some very beautiful red stain on the yellow cloth.

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"When I met Aryan for the first time you wouldn't imagine what that man was doing as a little boy back then, he was grinding stones in his mouth!"
Shravan spoke and trotted into a laugh as both Darshan and Sejal joined later.

"But why the hell was he grinding stones?"
Darshan beat Sejal in asking that.

"He was so much into Dragons back then. Everything and anything would be about dragons. Maybe some movie he had watched, he loved that feisty fire from the dragons mouth.."

"Don't tell us that..." Darshan was cut off as Shravan continued with the story.

"Apparently that boy was trying to ignite fire from his mouth! Ha-ha!"
Shravan laughed out very heartily and this time Sejal couldn't stop but laugh out loud,because this was a master strike in all the stories of the evening.

"He learnt in social about the early men and how they discovered fire by rubbing two stones so he thought.."
Shravan said and trailed off laughing making Sejal to wish that Aryan should have been present here.

Her stomach hurt from so much of laughing and she was thankful to the wonder guy Darshan who had turned this awkward evening into a funny story telling session.

It's been an hour after Sejal went to the washroom to clean her dress,ready to release shoot-at-sight order for Nikhil but very thankfully the other twin appeared out of nowhere in the floor telling that he just completed a meeting in the hotel and before he could protest Sejal very voluntarily dragged him to the dinner table,and the rest is obviously history.

"Something about Sejal sir,please."
Darshan asked gulping his coke in little sips.

"There was this time when Sejal was obsessed with apples,and trust me when I say obsessed then-"
Shravan stopped mid sentence as his phone rang, Sejal was so thankful to the person whoever was on line to save her from that apple fetish embarrassment because she could remember how her life was in a not ending apple loop back to that time,her breakfast consisted apple and she had even insisted on having apple scented shampoo.

Shravan nodded a yes as if the caller could see him and then cut the call rising up from his seat.

"I am so sorry I have to leave. Thanks for calling me for dinner."
Shravan spoke in a very contracting way like the head of RCSM in the first sentence and the longing father in the second statement.

Sejal stood up not sure to give a shake hand or share a hug but it seems they had an awkward hug again and Darshan gave a polite handshake.

Sejal didn't knew what she was feeling right now because after Uncle right now her Dad was the only family and meeting her only family after years felt numb. Not sure if she had missed him or not ,it all felt emotion less,meaning less.

"..One Oreo shake."
Oreo shake literally bought Sejal into her knees because suddenly she had the craving for sweet.

"Why did you order three?"
Sejal asked confused watching the extra dessert tub.

Darshan decided to avoid her for the time being savouring his own chocolate shake.

Sweet flowed in her veins and finally she was relaxing after all the events of the day;from the operation in ER to the least dinner.

"Surprise!"
Darshan suddenly shouted and Sejal almost saved herself from choking into her drink.

There stood Voina in all her beauty showcasing her best close up smile. Sejal now wasn't sure that 'surprise' was meant to be for her or Voina.

Realising that she needed to greet Voina finally her hands found their way to give a shake hand,and it was their official meet as till date she had only heard either Darshan or Aryan talk about the epitome of professionalism.

Voina elegantly took a seat in the empty vacant chair once occupied by Shravan.

"This is my thank you treat for whatever you had done for Shitty."
Darshan spoke in a very serious tone giving an acknowledging nod to Sejal.

"That was my duty Dr Vyas."
Voina said and suddenly Sejal couldn't drink her Oreo shake anymore listening Voina address him as Dr Vyas. Her sudden insecurity felt so confusing right now because Vyas was his surname and anybody can address him with that. No big deal in that,but something felt wrong.

"But still. I actually planned out a lunch but then you may end up terming it as a date I thought about just dessert."

As they continued chatting Sejal could only catch up with the word date,and now she felt like the third wheel. So she did the first thing that came into her head.

She very politely left which means throwing the shake into a dustbin with a loud bang enough for the whole hotel to listen and slamming the cash for dessert into the menu book.

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"What's got into you Muñeca?"
Aryan asked slowly as Sejal was behaving like a ticking bomb,bursting on anything without a reason.

"Get lost Aryan."
Sejal shouted into the parking lot so loud that the dogs started barking loudly.

"Okay. After you feed me this sandwich."
Aryan said and climbed on the bonnet where Sejal was sitting all red and blue.

Aryan watched the sandwich landing on the ground split into two pieces as Sejal had hit his hand in anger.

He watched her staring at the fallen sandwich now being dragged away by a dog,she was biting her lower lip and this only had one meaning that she was trying to control her tears making Aryan even more sure that something had happened.

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to throw tha.."
She broke down by the end of her sentence.

Tiny water droplets started dripping which lead to some massive streams of tears. Aryan grabbed her arms pulling her into a comforting hug as she continued sobbing uncontrollably.

"It's okay Muñeca."
Aryan tried comforting her without even knowing the reason of why the hell was she behaving so emotionally weird and honestly if she continued crying for some more time he had no option but to call for backup which meant Katyusha because he had no idea to take care of a crying girl.

But seeing her cry or to say break down was definitely making him feel so weak in the stomach. It felt like he was living her pain,as if his eyes were scorching with her every drop of tear,his throat felt so dry not sure why?

"I am s-orr-.."
Sejal tried speaking but failed with her dry throat.

Aryan ran his fingers through her half tied hairs to calm her down. Cooling her down felt more intimate than their kiss though,as he continued running his fingers slowly into her hair and traced her neck with his finger tips. With his other hand he made small circles on her arm trying to smoothen her mood.

After a few minutes of his intimate therapy Sejal stopped crying and hugged him more tightly,that finally made him breathe out a relief of saving a call for the rescue team.

"I am Bec..coming mad."
Sejal announced like a little child accepting her mistakes of stealing chocolates.

Aryan let out a soft chuckle and jumped down from the bonnet standing aligned to the tyre and turned Sejal around to face him giving a beautiful smile.

"Did you watch frozen?"
Aryan asked wiping her tears stained cheeks as if she was a little baby.

Biting her lower lip Sejal nodded a yes which Aryan found very cute.

"Did you ever try drinking and breathing at the same time?"
Aryan asked caressing her face lovingly because her stopping crying felt so peaceful like the end of world war.

Sejal thought for a moment then asked for water which Aryan gave her acting like a runaway genie.

"Don't you try that now."
Aryan warned Sejal and thankfully she didn't try drinking and breathing at once.

"Once I tried to -"
Aryan stopped speaking when a warmth of energy engulfed him into a hug.

"Thank you."
Sejal mumbled into his neck which sent a jolt of electric shot as her lips touched his neck while she spoke.

"It's okay. Want some ice cream?"
Aryan asked pulling her down from the bonnet still in each others arm.

"I am trying to understand things but it's failing. I want to understand you but I am not able to. I don't want to miss my dad but after the dinner I feel like I miss him..I didn't wanted to throw the sandwich....I want to breathe."
Aryan couldn't comprehend anything,only the breathing part echoed his head as he immediately pulled apart rubbing her back to ease her pain.

"Deep breaths Sejal. One thing at a time."
Aryan tried not to panic watching her vulnerable state,as she inhaled and exhaled deeply.

"I don't want any of those legal papers." Sejal sniffled.

Watching her trembling lips all he wanted to do is kiss them and make her alive,get them make an upper parabola but he knew better not to make it a media scandal of a make out video from a parking lot.

It took him fifteen minutes to reach his apartment and he decided to take her to the kids playing area where they had a human size snake and ladder pattern painted on the ground.Aryan wasn't sure of why he was taking her there to play but one but all he wanted was to make her smile and stress-free herself or else she was behaving like a girl left loose on her periods.

At first Sejal was confused of why they were in a kids section then surprise masked her face as Aryan bought the dice and started the game by rolling it securing an opening number.

The game continued for around twenty minutes with Sejal shouting on being cheated and then missing ladder digits or occasionally blaming the snakes to be her mortal die hard enemies for always eating her.

At one point she even started walking on descending numbers being greedy of climbing ladders to which Aryan had to joke that it's better she chooses biology rather than maths or else the world would be turned into a number nuisance someday.

Aryan watched her smile,laugh,bicker,fight and then enjoy the winning moment as if she got an Olympic medal,everything made him happy.

That made him think hard of how beautiful life turns out to be when you start taking care of somebody,when you start feeling their pain,their happiness makes you smile and when they start becoming a part of their life and effect your day to day life.

Is this what called love?

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Hello!

What do you guys have to say about silence?

You guys might not remember who is Voina so let me remind she is Aryan's PA.

And.

Katyusha is pronounced Kateusha not Katysha!

Bubyeeee

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Sana Afreen ❤️

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