Bani's POV

In Mumbai

"We always have a CHOICE. Sometimes we tend to see it and sometimes we don't.Or sometimes we just tend to keep quite.

Par hum bhul jate hein ki khamoshi se bada jawaab kuch nahi hota. Khamoshiyon se bada gunah koi nahi hota"

I was in an Instagram live.

Well, guessing who I am well, I am wattpad writer. And recently I became an official wattpad creator.

So here I was being interviewed, by the wattpad team for the success of my book - Gehraiyan.

Gehraiyan was a take on journalism. Getting into depth of bitter realities, abuse of the power by people at the top of hierarchy and the strength of people to fight back from the injustice. Ofcourse with a blend of romance.

This book was liked by all and that's how my career took a beautiful turn.

"So Ms Bani, do you believe that the corruption and red tapeism that exist in our country would end someday? ".

The interviewer asked.

" Boond Boond se sagar banta hein, Aasan nahi hoga par namumkeen toh iss duniya main kuch nahi. "

I said.

" So Ms Sharma, why did you pick this genre as a writer? "

She asked.

"Well, I believe stories have the capability to answer questions that we didn't even know we had to ask ourselves. Fictional Stories are capable of giving us a reality check sometimes. They are capable of changing and affecting us.. So that is why I touched this subject to reach people's heart by seeping a little into their problems.. "

I said in a go.

"It was lovely talking to you Ms Sharma. I hope we will see you at the wattpad creator meet in Delhi? ".

She asked

" Sure. I am looking forward to it. "

I smiled and ended the live.

I sighed. Sometimes these lives can be a little tiring.

I mean I loved answering questions related to my book but sometimes interviewers pry in our personal lives, for example where I get Inspiration bf or writing the romance, and well I don't like talking about it.

Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps and I turned to look at the person.
But as I turned I couldn't see anybody.

I frowned.

I definitely heard footsteps.

I walked outside my room, only to find the entrance door open.

Wait, did some one barge in..?

I gulped and went to the kitchen as I held a knife kept on the kitchen counter and later proceeded to go outside.

"Is someone there..? "

I asked nervously but nobody answered.
I slowly walked when I felt a shadow walking across and I turned a little as sweat rolled down by head..

"Whose there..? "

I asked again.

BANIIIIIIIIIIIIII!

Somebody screamed touching me from back and I turned with the knife in my hand.

Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...!.

Two voices echoed at the same time.

"Mayuri .. You idiotttttt...! "

I shouted at her though I felt a little relieved.

"Oh my godddd Bani, did you ook at your face? "

Mayuri said laughing.

Well, Mayuri was my best friend. More like a sister to me . We were childhood friends who were always there for each other. We had seen each other in every phases of our lives.

And now we even lived together .
I grew in a foster home and when Mayuri's Dad passed away she asked me to shift with her because I was the only family member left in her life.
That was the bond we shared. A precious bond.

Mayuri's Dad was a politician. They were quite rich unlike my economic status but they never made me feel low or bad about it.

Everything was perfect.

Par kabhi kabhi khushiyon ko nazar lag hi jati hein. Hum khushiyon ko aawaz de pukarte hein aur nafrat ki khamoshiyon ki gunj humein wapis sunayi deti.

" I hate you Mayuuuuuuu...! "

I said and she chuckled.

" I know you love me Jaannnn.. "

She said hugging me.

"Why do you scare me always? "

I asked frowning.

" Thriller writer Tu hein , logon ko darana tera kaam hein par tujhe darana, uspar haq sirf mera hein.. ".

She said dramatically.

" Idiot.. "

I rebuked her.

"Your favourite Idiot.. "

She said and I finally smiled.

"Haye ye smile, iske bina toh main mar hi jati.. "

She said dramatically again.

" Bas kar dramaqueen ".

I said and she laughed.

" Okay Bani, so I have a news.. ! ".

She said making me face her..

" We are going to GOAAAAAA ..! "

She said excitedly.

"Tu pehele toh dheere bol.. "

I said coming out of her hold.

"Such a mood kill.. ".

She said pouting like a kid.

" Mayu I can't go, I have my creator meet in Delhi, next sunday."

I said.

"Arey, toh usmein kya dikat hein. We will go on this weekend and by Monday we will be back.. "

She said.

"But Mayu.. "

I said

"Please na Bani, dekh even we all will join you at your meet too then.. "

She said making puppy eyes.

"Okay Baba.. Thik hein. I will come. ".

I said with a soft smile.

" Yayyyyyyyyyy...! "

She rejoiced. I chuckled.

But "All" meant even him. And I didn't want him there.

The "him " who was once my lifeline but now is someone who I detest or maybe he is someone who made me detest myself for not being able to detest him.

Sometimes we tend to love people but stop liking them for what they become.

He was someone who promised me a forever but I guess his forever was only meant for those past memories that we had once created and shared.

"Oye.. Kahan kho gayi? "

Mayuri said clicking her fingers in front of me.

"Nothing.. "

I smiled a little.

"Toh phir chale..? "

She asked

"Kahan? "

I asked.

"SHOPPPPPPINGGG! "

She was so damn excited. And her being happy made me happy.

Even if the source of her happiness was the one who made my heart bleed from within.

"Let's go..! "

I said.

~~~

Weekend

The day of the flight to Goa.

Here I was getting ready for the trip. Our bags were packed but what I still couldn't pack was my courage to witness things that were going to unfold in front of me.

"Bani, everybody's here!!! "

Mayuri said and I got up with a sigh, putting on the happy mask that I always carried with myself.

"BANIIIIIII....! "

Came a joyous voice of Meera. Meera was aspiring to become a model. She was the sweetest and naivest of us all. She had a heart of gold with a pinch of sass.

"Meeraaaa..! "

I said and hugged her.

"Woah.. Someone's looking gorgeous.. "

She said and I smiled.

"It's definitely You..! "

I said.

"Hey girls! "

Said Tapish coming out of the car. Well Tapish was Meera's boyfriend. He was a smart guy, who was completing his MBBS but sometimes he could be a cocky bastard. We still loved him though.

Embracing your friends flaws? First rule of friendship. I guess that's what we were doing.

"Hey Tapish! "

I said.

"Hey Ms Morally upright! "

He said mocking me.

"I still don't get why you belittle me every freaking time..? "

I said being a little annoyed.

" Cause I don't believe anybody can be that good. ".

He said.

"Just cause you are a pain in the ass , doesn't mean everybody should be right..? "

I said firmly.

"Okay guyssss! Stop Now. "

Said Aakesh coming in between us.

Aakesh was a calm one. Most sensible. He was doing his MBA, just like his Dad wanted but actually he wanted to become a musician. He loved playing guitar.

His first best friend was definitely his guitar.

" Look whose hear, the business man with strings of guitar. "

Tapish said.

"Hello to you too Tapish..! "

Aakesh fake smiled.

"Okay guys! So all of us are here. So let's make this trip a very memorable oneeeeee.... "

"Yaaaaayyyyyy... "

Everybody said in unison.

"Wait a minute but where's our man..!? "

Aakesh asked.

"Here I am... "

He said and my world paused. The voice that was music to my ears, was now a heartbreaking melody.

There he was in front of me. Looking daper as ever. His mystic eyes capturing my soul in them. Our eyes always communicated with each other, though our lips were uptight.

Guess, only lips were bonded with societel norms but not the eyes.

I felt that even feeling this way was so wrong and unethical because..

"Veerrrrrr... "

Mayuri said being all excited and walked up to him engulfing him in a hug. My heart broke with the sight. He still kept looking at me though.

"My lovely fiancee is here.. "

She said with a huge grin on her face.

There was the love of my life with my soul sister.

Veeranshu Singhania and Mayuri Desai.

Veeranshu Singhania, a businessman. But there was a point when he was just my Veer. But now things had changed.

After the act that he pulled. I will never forgive him.

But I had to hid this because of Mayuri. I can't hurt her.

He hugged her but still kept looking at me.

Humari khamoshiyan ek dusre se sawal kar rahi thi.

Nothing was more painful than seeing the love of your life with someone else. And I thought that no pain could surpass this heart wrenching situation but I was wrong..

So wrong...

Kyunki Khamoshiyan jab bolti hein toh dil aur rooh dono kap jata hein..

Woh Dard de jata hein jisse sehene ki taqat humein nahi hoti..

~~~

Hello loves♡

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