Swasan A path hate to love Ep 45

Recap:" Swara's decision"

She silently comes out and started to blow dry her hairs. He goes then  comes out after taking bath and finds her

doing bandage on her hands which was wounded last night because if stopping him to drink more.

Sanskar comes to her and takes out first aid box from her hand:" Let me do it"

Swara steals his glance and says nothing, neither restrict nor let him do it.

He slowly himself starts bandaging her every wound which he gave her.

After completion of bandage, he asks:" Is there anything left?"

He is asking like he's asking about the shopping list "is there anything left?"

Swara looks him with complaint eyes and he avoids to make eye contact with her.

He stands up and says:" I'm going dining area, you also come there"

She doesn't wait him to left and stands up from her place and leaves their room with her.

Theirs family have gone to their destination and now they're alone in this huge palace with lots of servants.

Sanskar:" Don't repent for not going Delhi because now you've to stay with me for few more days"

She looks him and again stays silent. Servant serves them food, she is just wiggling her food with fork,  Sanskar

notices it.

"take your food Swara"

Swara nods and silently start taking her food although the particles of food is sticking in her throat, she has to take

water to take her breakfast completely.

After breakfast, he moves and she again reaches to her room. She knows what to do but how to do it? She is

empty after this question.

Their days and nights are passing slowly, without making noise.... She stays silent and the early marriage days

comes between them again when they had nothing to talk.

In nights, he comes to her, takes his need and slowly falls asleep but nowadays she feels that now she has to take

sleeping pills for sleep.

Her sleep becomes unstable in night and she stays like puppet in day. What Sanskar says, she silently does without

any argument or restrictions.

Her feelings raises many times in her heart, it's not easy to kill our feelings specially when the person sleep beside

us.

Sometimes, he becomes so soft like velvet and sometimes stiff as rock but she becomes used to of it and says him

nothing.

After completion of his work, he decides to visit Mysore for one day before leaving this place.

He's noticing her silence after that night very badly. She fulfills his every wish without any restrictions but he is not

happy with her puppet like attitude. He understands that she's still in trauma because of that night and he feels

badly if he doesn't take her out from this trauma. Then that night always stands between them.

He tells her to be ready for visiting of Mysore and tonight they would leave for Delhi.

She slowly nods and starts packing their clothes.

He jerks to see her and says:" There's lots of servants to do packing, you just get ready, we're leaving in 20

minutes"

Swara leaves the beg in the same condition and goes dressing room for changing the cloth. Within 10 minutes, she

is ready to go.

She is wearing pink churidar dress and ties her hairs in ponytail as usual. After that night, she doesn't do any

makeup or put jewellery to look beautiful for him.

Sanskar comes to her and makes her sit on the chair or dressing table.

He slowly disentangles her hairs from rubber band and says:" You look beautiful in open hairs"

He takes out her jewellery box from draw and takes her wrist in his palm.

"why don't you make your bangles now?" He selects pink bangles for her and starts making her wear.

"because it's hurt when it breaks in a wrist" her voice is emotionless as well as mixture of pain as the breaking of

crystals.

Sanskar numbs to listen her and stops making her wear bangles.

" then I would  order gold's bangles for you"

Swara stays silent and she doesn't know how does her order and when?

After few minutes, he is wearing her gold's bangles.

She never like gold bangles in her whole life, she was always fanaticised by the sweet sound of crystal bangles but

she says nothing.

He takes out her anklets:" I love the voice of your anklets, it tells me where are you and I can easily find you" he

bents down and makes her wear her anklets too.

The deep inside her heart, someone whispers in her ear:" He bows down just for you, always king bows down to

his queen. If he doesn't feel shame to do then he really loves you"

But she doesn't reply to the voice of her heart. At the end, he puts sindoor and she closes her eyes with mixture of

pain, joy and love at the same time.

Sanskar encircles his hand around her waist and closes her. It's her way to show his rights on her in front of the

world.

Both go towards the car and he opens front door for her.

He looks her who is stay silent and also stays silent.

They visited many spot of the Mysore but she stays silent during whole trip.

He rubs his vein of brain again in the tension and tries to control his rage.

He stops the car and looks her, this is unpopulated area and only sound of chirping birds and nature, they can hear.

"Swara.." He holds her hands, Swara lifts  her eyelashes to see him.

"Why are you become so silent?" His voice is softer than velvet.

"Because I've nothing to say" she says in dull, tired voice.

"really?" Sanskar looks her suspiciously.

Swara nods and looks from the window of car.

Sanskar again rubs his vein but says nothing. He starts the car and they stay silent during their journey until they

reached Delhi at their home.

Lavanya welcomes them. Don't know why Swara feels much better to reach in the home. Home... The most

comfortable and peaceful place in the world, either it's palace or cottage, nothing is like home in this world.

Lavanya is unpacking their bag, she wants to stay alone in her room:" Lavanya.."

Lavanya gets alert:" Yes ma'am.."

Swara:" Do it later, I wanna take rest.."

Lavanya nods and leaves. Sanskar comes inside the room and finds her sleeping peacefully. She doesn't wear her

nightdress pr remove her jewellery before it.

He goes to his side of bed and the whole journey tired him alot too but there's something else which bothering

him too.

He looks her again and starts stroking her hairs. She wiggles by his touch and opens her eyes slowly.

She is about to get up but he holds her slowly:" Sleep my sweetheart..."

He puts her head on his chest. Finally they're in their home. A lovely place in the world which can give peaceful

sleep easily.

She closes her eyes to completing his order, Sanskar notices it badly:" Why are you behaving like that Swara?"

Swara opens her eyes:" Behaving like what?"

Sanskar:" Like..like dummy"

Swara spats:" I just try to become an obedient wife"

Sanskar jerks again because he has to rub his vein again and again to calm his rage. His heart and his ego are

pushing him to make her scream again and she would become normal that time but he suppresses his all evils

feelings.

"an obedient wife huh?"

Swara nods and he holds her again but leave after few minutes of struggle when she stays silent and motionless.

"who the are you?"

" you wanted me like that? Aren't you? Then I become like this... You should be happy now,  Just as per our deal"

Swara says in motionless voice.

Sanskar already forgets the deal, now she suddenly reminds him and he can senses the challenge in her tone.

Sanskar holds her arm and tries to stay calm:" Listen Swara! Deal is over now, you don't need to stay like that" his

voice shown his inner tension.

A small glance of smile comes on her face:" Then let me go.."

Sanskar doesn't understand her words at one:" Huh?"

Swara looks into his eyes and says boldly:" Then let me go Sanskar..."

"I can kill you Swara, but i won't leave you" he says sternly.

"then kill me Sanskar.." her voice numbs his heart.

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Yaaram Ep 15

It's time in Christmas and weather was much cold then she thought. She always found to eating peanuts in

university and because of her long list of friends, she had to share those peanuts with them and she didn't afford

to buy 1 to 2 kg peanuts for it. So whenever she saw alone place, she puts some peanuts. One day, Aliyan caught

her of doing this:" You're so clever to eating like this"

"no I wasn't.." She refused.

Amraha was student of English literature and Aliyan was of business. According to her habit, she visited whole

university once in a week otherwise she visited at least two departments must. But it was hard to find Aliyan in a

university. Sometimes, everyone could see him or sometimes, everyone was asking for him that where was he?

Now he suddenly comes in front of her and she felt happiness to see him. She gives her peanuts ho him and also

told him how much peanuts are famous in Lahore and how they heated up them and how they eat them by sitting

with heater in winters. Then she told him that in her childhood, she silently groped the waste of peanuts to find

fine one. Aliyan laughed for minutes to listen her:" Yes I believe this... I believe you did the same"

He laughed, then wiped the drop near his eye and took peanuts from her and filled it in his cross beg to leave for

class.

And then she saw him at that time that time she closed her book with amazed. It was time of 12 o clock and she

was reading book in her room and she saw him far from the window of her room. He lifted his head to see the

whole house, Amraha immediately offed the light of room. He was glaring every room of her house by jumping.

Then he did the same with other windows. Then he climbed the pipe to take a glance in the window of first floor

room. Amraha was astonished to see him like that because he was doing like a professional Spiderman. Then he

jumped to the floor and started walking. Amraha stepped back because he was coming towards her window.

Amraha widened her eyes to look him. He was standing behind her window, now she couldn't close the window.

She hid herself behind the wall and waited for few minutes. She wanted to see from window and stepped forward

and Aliyan suddenly came ahead of her and she shouted because he climbed to her window.

"Amraha.." Aliyan whispered in her ear.

"you there..?" Amraha stepped back two footsteps.

"you there?" He was about to fall but he held the window strongly.

The fireflies of forest which were sleeping sweet sleep on their beds, those had awaken in his eyes one by one.

"this is my room" Amraha.

"this is my house Amraha" he controlled his smile and jumped on the floor. He must got training from the monkey

of jungle. Amraha wanted to stay in conscious because she considers all this, as her dream. Her university fellow

came in her room and told her that it was his home. She went immediately to the window and looked to him. He

continued his activity and looked his watch after every move. He was jumping like mad in the time of mid night.

Amraha glared from window and said:" What are you doing?... Go from there"

He stopped to see her like any child who was listening the fairytale and lifted his face to think that might be he

could see any fairy around his head. If not then why couldn't he see that fairy?... Yes! He looked that fairy.

He looked her from the floor and she looked him with anger from window.

"Are you mad" she shouted in low voice.

"I'm mad" he said with the style of million pounds by lifted his eyebrow and suppressed his smile.

"oh! It's your home?" In her point of view, she was irritating him:" Then come inside by main gate"

"sure!" He folded his arms around his chest and waited for her new order.

"what the drama is this?" This time she shouted loudly.

He was acted like he got afraid from her and then put his finger in his ear and downed his head like he was clearing

his ear. Amraha offence to see this. She took the thick magazine from her study table and showed him like she was

gonna hit him. Aliyan offence to see this and looked her with seriousness by folding his arms.

"is this Juliet who stands near the window, is that Romeo who stands on floor?" The night asked in whispering in

the ear of time. Time shrugged and smiled to say:" Just wait.."

Amraha hit him a magazine and he ran away from there, she searched him by glaring from window but couldn't

find him.

After a while, she heard noise inside the house. She felt amused to listen noise at that time of night specially voice

of lady Mahar. She came out and Sadhna also came out from her room.:" What's happening?"

Sadhna:" Didi's don has come to wish her happy birthday"

Amraha:" When did he come?"

Sadhna:" Just now, come inside" Sadhna held her hand and both came inside the room of lady Mahar.

And... On the bed of lady Mahar, Aliyan was making her eat the tiny home bake cake. The window was opened and

they were busy in each others like there was nobody in this world. Amraha starred them.

"my son is also studying in your university" once lady Mahar told her. "university has proud to have student like

him. That assignment which he made for the research on new methods of business. University published it as book

to keep it in library."

Sadhna hugged lady Mahar and wished her. Amraha also wished her. Aliyan immediately hid his cake:" I take this

cake with me"

"you've your heart in this small cake" lady Mahar said happily.

"no.. Now ny heart is in this cake.. Mama! You know, what people called this house in university?"

Lady Mahar:" What?"

" Shuttlecock" he said innocently.

Lady Mahar:" Who does call my white house as shuttlecock?"

Aliyan looked Amraha.

"I don't say like that... This name was already famous in university.. I don't say" she said in puzzled tone. How this

mother son boggled anyone.

"Aliyan! Stay there" she held his hand into her and said. Aliyan laughed:" Are you really saying me to stay there?"

Lady Mahar:" Ok then go?"

He took his bag and stepped towards the window. Amraha looked him with amazed:" What's the way of coming

and going?"

" today, I would go by the door" Aliyan came outside from the room of lady Mahar.:" Where is your room?"

Amraha:" Why?"

Aliyan:" I wanna see its window"

Amraha:" Why?"

Aliyan:" Again why? I wanna see how was I looking from upside"

Amraha:" Same look as in front of me"

Aliyan:" How am I looking?"

"ufff.." Amraha got silent.

He glared in her room and observed that it was her room.

"are you son of lady Mahar?" She asked.

"yes!" He glared from the window of her room.

Amraha:" But her name isn't Margret"

Aliyan's smile was vanished to listen it. He put off his bag and gave her his remaining cake.

"this is backed by me"

Amraha:" Are you cook?"

"OK! I'm going" he leaved his hand like he was falling. Amraha controlled her shouting and glared from window. He

was going down through pipe. Amraha looked him.

" Thanks for goodbye, now you can sleep" he shouted.

Who was saying him goodbye? Amraha was only watching the conjuring of that monkey. She was about to close

window.

" I don't know how am I looking from there? But you're looking just like the "girl at window" made by Tomas.. But

you're in rage and Tomas's girl was smiling." He handled his bag and clapped of his feet to leave.

"monkey..." Amraha called that cute spider man and murmured. She put the cake in kitchen counter because she

didn't have mood to eat something at that time of night. But she was stimulating think about Aliyan.

It was his house, that mean he was the adopted son of lady Mahar. She never thought to meet with Aliyan that

either he was living in any organization in which illegitimate and orphan children were upbringing. His style and

manners were showed him as a part of noble family.

Amraha amused to think that there was every second person like that, the one who was illegitimate or upbringing

without the family.

His name was Aliyan and his mother name was Margret.  What was the matter? Might lady Mahar gave him name

of Aliyan and taught him little bit urdu. She loved her children so much and children loved them. So one child could

change his name for her. Her other children also knew little bit Urdu. So Aliyan was illegitimate child of someone.

That's why he had surname of Margaret.

Aliyan was becoming her good friend and by knowing all this, she felt sorry for him. Only sorry, nothing else.

The soft breeze was blowing from open window and she liked to living in this white house.

Her room was big and the window touched the height of man. Her life was replete with different incidents, she

started looking there where Aliyan was standing. He was handsome and full of life. The French style in which he

showed his anger, it was his trademark. French people should learn from him that how to show anger.

published his writing. But she was thinking about his illegitimacy with abhorrence.

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