Thrist

2

"Pyar, mohabbat, aashiqui sirf lafzon ke

sivah aur kuch nahi... par jab woh mili.

in lafzon ko maine mil gaye."

( love, passion,  Benevolence

Were just words for me nothing else... But when I met her,

These words got their importance)

Yash was still in thoughts of the woman he saw, her eyes and her voice reflected pain but he doesn't know why he felt that he need to see her again, she is the one...

Maybe she is the one he was looking for his whole life, his philosophy of pain and love said only one thing that on him... Go and look at her once again you'll get your answers.

This was the first time he saved someone and feels like he saved himself from the pain he was in.

Listening to his heart Yash drove back to where he saw her earlier.

'maybe she's still there ' Yash's heart whispered.

He couldn't help but get with that hope..

Almost desperately..

He was driving carefully when a truck came from ahead and

BANG!

***

Ayesha took the glass of juice and placed it on the try as she prepared his breakfast.

She knew he would have been still asleep.... She shook her head as she went towards the stairs which let to his room..

" Yash? " she knocked on the door as she called his name...

Silence

" Yash? " she called his name a little loudly

Silence

Her heart pounded in her chest as she remembered the time he went through

" ramsingh? " she called a servant

Ramsingh came running as he was nearby..

" give me the room keys " she said as she kept the breakfast on the table.

Ramsingh handed her the keys as he stood behind tensed what may have happened..

Ayesha opened the door and was greeted with his sight.

He was looking at the canvas like it was the most beautiful thing in the world.

Ayesha's anger touched the sky as she screamed " Aap Kabhi nhi sudhrenge na bhai! "

( you will never improve na brother)

Her scream caught his attention as he looked at her confused.

" what happened? " he asked as he covered the potrait.

" bhai again you got lost in your dream world " she said as she looked at his face.

" ramsingh bring the food in " she said as ramsingh placed the try of food on the coffee table.

Once he was out of sight aayesha gave all her attention to Yash who was busy eating his food like a starved person.

" bhai? " she called him as she noticed he was in a good mood.

" show me what is in that potrait na... From. Almost one month you're working on it " she said.

Yash stopped eating as he looked at his sister, yeah from last 1 month he's been trying to print hid imagination on canvas..

Yash is a great painter but he never got to be a professional painter because he had to take care of business in a young age.

He was just 17 years old when his father died in an accident, he was devastated but he had to take care of his mother and sister so he left what he loved and joined business.

Seeing the tensed look on Ayesha's face he nodded " okay but you will not tell a single thing to mom " he said.

Ayesha smiled as she nodded eagerly.

Yash took off the cover of the potrait as he revealed what he painted from last one month.

" wow bhai eyes " Ayesha said mesmerized by the beautiful painting.

Yash smiled as he felt proud that his sister liked what she saw.

" par Ye aankhe hain Kiski? " she asked

( but whose eyes are these)

Yash's face fell as he heard that question, he himself didn't knew whose eyes these were.

" is sawal ka jawab toh main bhi dundhne ki koshish mei hu " he said as she took a sip of juice.

( I'm also trying to find the answer of this question)

" what do you mean bhai? " she asked as she sat opposite to him.

" I don't know that's eyes ( he pointed towards the canvas)  are the ones who don't let me sleep " he said.

" meri yaado mei in dard bhari aankho ka pehra hai... Iske alwa main kuch nhi janta " he continued

( that's painful eyes are in my thoughts... Aside from this I don't know anything else)

" what do you mean by that? " Ayesha said confused by her brothers words.

" when I woke up after the accident... All I remembered were these eyes... I don't know whose they are but these eyes made a place in my heart, ayesh " he said as Ayesha closed her eyes.

She clearly remember the day when she got a call that her brother was in hospital fighting for his life.

He was unconscious for 2 days and when he woke up he didn't remember things of last 2 months.

He had retrograde amnesia,  they were thankful to God that he was saved and didn't lose much of his memory.

" but bhai you didn't remember a thing of the last 2 months of the accident than how?  I mean... " she said confused as well as interested.

Yash sighted softly as he went near the portrait " I don't know ayesh, " he said as he traced the potrait with his fingers.

" what do you feel when you look at these eyes bhai? " Ayesha asked she was a artiteck but knew well about feelings..

Yash closed his eyes as a face appeared in front of his eyes... The face was blurry not even the eyes were that much clear but still he saw her pain in her eyes but there was something about the pain which he couldn't forget...

His heart pained but something lite with in him... Which he couldn't describe In words.

" subkoon " he got the word for his feeling but actually that word didn't even justify what he was feeling but it was least he could name it right now.

(peace)

Ayesha smiled at least he felt something for someone who is not her or his mother.

" get ready bhai you have a meeting in an hour " she said as she saw it was 1 hour to 10 am.

" yeah " Yash gave her a short answer with a smile as he finished his breakfast.

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