Chapter Thirteen
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Arnav's POV:
"I've stopped playing since I got married.. " My face went down but, I knew it was me because of whom she had given this up..
She simply brushed past me and entered the washroom... I sighed. I got my car keys and made my way to my car.. Just when I was going to open my car door, I remembered that my file was still left in my room. I went up and found a soothing voice singing...
I ran up the stairs and found Sanjana sitting on the bed with the guitar in her hand singing ‘Kasam Ki Kasam’ from the film ‘Main Prem Ki Diwani Hoon’.
I leaned in the doorway listening to her voice as a smile captured my face. As soon as she finished her song, she turned to the doorway and saw me.
Her expression changed to a shocked one. She removed the guitar from the bed and kept in inside her cupboard trying to walk past me, when I caught her hand...
"Arnav— " I cut her off.
"Give me one chance Sanjana... let me make up for my mistakes... " I almost whispered with my eyes close.
"You think this matters? " she asked with a half hearted laugh.
She removed her hand from my grip and went inside the room, facing her back to me. I shut the door behind me.
"Sanjana plea— " she cut me off.
"Please what Arnav? You pluck a flower, it dies and then you tell it I'm sorry!? Is that what you mean? Well, then Arnav you should know once the flower is plucked, you can't put it back.. Anyways, even if you try to make up for your mistakes it won't make a difference so forget it... " she said and started to walk away.
I caught her hand again and made her sit with me on the bed by my side. I took in a deep breath.
"My parents are dead... " I said and she looked at me shocked "..Kaveri maa and Prem papa are not my real parents.. 9 years ago Dadi and Dadu were speaking about this matter and I unfortunately or fortunately heard it but, the way they've always taken care of me assured me they loved and cared for me.. I was very fat in my early days of school... till middle school. I was bullied... I became a patient of anxiety and depression... I was broken, I was suicidal.. my temper increased.. I became short-tempered.. I started to diet, gym and slowly lost weight and gained the structure in class 11.. I became popular in school but, still fake friends stayed around me for my wealth and my popularity... I always had my short-temper and I have it even now... I met you and Ranjana in the park one fine day... Ranjana was the talkative girl, the kind who you would like at a glance and you were shy, naive and intelligent... the type you need time to understand.. There was a different disgust that I had towards you and I kept taunting you, you replied with full confidence and that's what amused me! The day Ranjana left me at the pavilion, I fumed with anger.. You. You are her replica.. Your eyes, your lips, your nose... everything reminded me of Ranjana... I started hating you. That's where I lost my temper, that's where I began to disgust you.. but when you showed your care for my family I realized what I was doing... I-I'm sorry... Please.. please forgive me.. " I said as an unconscious tear slipped my eye.
Sanjana wiped my tear... she smiled at me..
"You were not the only one that was bullied, I was bullied too.. I was bullied for my shy and naive nature. But Arnav I... I can't forgive you, maybe.. maybe I can try and forget what you did but forgive, no.. " she said and went out.
I promise you Mrs. Sanjana Arnav Raichand, I will make you forgive me... I will gain your forgiveness before you leave.
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