Hlo darlings

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When you see your loved ones leave you, you feel hurt, when you see your dreams shatter, you feel hurt. You feel hurt when people you care for, don’t care for you, you feel hurt when you expect a lot, when wish for something that can never be yours. But why is she hurt when she don’t love him, when she never had any dreams about them, why is she hurt when she doesn’t care, when she doesn’t expect anything from him, from them ?

She could see Janvi’s face radiating with happiness when she looked at this girl, Shreya, who was exactly the type of girl who may be a perfect match for Shivaay, smart, sophisticated, well educated and pretty. She could see Priyanka, Om and Rudra smiling, though the smile didn’t reach their eyes, she didn’t know why and didn’t want to know even.

She felt her throat burning and felt her vision getting blurry due to the fresh layer of tears forming in her eyes when she was dragged into the conversation unnecessarily. Who this girl was, what did she know about her that she was making all sorts of remarks about her ? Who she was to call her names, to decide what should be done to her ? She wanted to shout and remove the burden from her heart but she chose to stay quiet.

“I know who you are, and what your intentions are. But don’t worry, you’ll be out of this house as soon as I step into the house as the Shivaay Singh Oberoi’s wife.” Said Shreya proudly, when Janvi was away to attend a phone call. Her words didn’t actually hurt her but made her chuckle sarcastically, “You need not mention the whole name, I would’ve understood if you had said Shivaay only, but I’m glad that you declared your standards, and that, you’re proud to be the would be wife of Shivaay Singh Oberoi, and not Shivaay.” Said Anika and heard some chuckles from behind her and as far as she knew, there was no one other than Priyanka, Om and Rudra.

Shivaay was angry, when Janvi told him, her decision to get him married to Shreya, the girl he hated from the bottom of his heart. He knew that his mother was concerned for him after his impulsive action of ‘marrying’ his ‘Ms. Mistress’, but that doesn’t mean she would impose some random girl on him to marry. He looked around the place, to see if Anika was around, she was not. But a sense in him told him that she was around, he didn’t know that he possessed such sense until he met her, and he was right, she was looking at the whole scenario from the first floor.

“Ms. Kapoor, I would like to you that I don’t want to marry you, so leave my house as soon as you can.” Said Shivaay, embarrassing Shreya, who had by now, planned all her life in this luxurious mansion as the wife of this handsome business tycoon.

“What do you want to do if not to marry Shreya, to stay with that Mistress all you life ?” Janvi shouted and he felt a sudden urge to do something to make his mother stop, he didn’t want to end up doing something wrong to his mother. He doesn’t like to listen anyone else say anything to his ‘Ms. Mistress’ and he can’t help it.

“Janvi aunty is right, Shivu, you can punish her but just throw her out, that’s the best for our future.” Said Shreya, not knowing the consequences until Shivaay’s fisted hand travelled past her face and dashed into a pillar, making her legs shiver and face sweat.

After Shreya left getting scared but assured inwardly that Janvi would convince him, Shivaay went to his room to avoid Janvi’s shouts and locked himself in the washroom for sometime. His anger, he always knew, is uncontrollable, but he didn’t know that it could go to this extent and he observed it was the case whenever the matter concerned his father’s mistress.

He came out into the room, and then looked out of the window, the usual place where Anika would sit and stare at the pool water. She had something captivating about her that never failed to draw his attention towards her. Her face, her eyes, her tears, her voice, everything about her mattered to him and he couldn’t stop himself from doing it.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breathe to clear his mind and bring his infamous frown back. Then, he marched towards the pool side, snatching those few peaceful moments from her and she got onto her feet, her gaze fixed to the floor.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay in the room, then why are you here ?” Asked Shivaay, with an imposed anger in his voice. “Janvi aunty asked me not to be in your room, th..that’s why I’m here.” She replied meekly, expecting an outburst for bringing in his mother’s name into the matter, he was definitely not going to believe her.

“I don’t care, You will not stay here, go to the room, now.” He ordered her in his strict, angry voice and she looked at him, surprised and blinked her eyes to make sure it wasn’t a dream, an then, she did as she was told.

He stayed there for a few minutes as he thought about the reason to stop her from staying outside the room. The incident that happened a few days ago, in the lawn when he had seen Anika in Tej’s arms, had brought about a change in him, a dangerous change. He didn’t want to see something like that again, she was not supposed to be with anyone else, his inner voice screamed uncontrollably and he, in a fit of rage and confusion, broke everything that he could see infront of him and sat there to calm his nerves.

Priyanka and Rudra, angry over their mother, entered the pool side, followed by an equally angry Om, to see it messed up and Shivaay sitting on the couch, lost in the world of his own. They thought, it was because of their mother’s decision to get him married to Shreya, little did they know it was not.

“Bhaiya, we can understand what you’re thinking. But it’s good that you denied to marry Shreya, that girl is not even an inch, a suitable bride for my handsome brother.” Said Priyanka, to lighten up Shivaay’s mood and he smiled at bit.

“I know Chhoti Ma is concerned for Shivaay, but that doesn’t mean Shreya is the right choice to be the eldest daughter in law of the house and most importantly, Shivaay’s wife.” Said Om in a calm voice but his words held disappointment.

“Why doesn’t mom want to understand that I don’t want to marry, anyone, and that socialite wouldn’t even be the last girl I would want to get married to. Why doesn’t mom leave me alone to deal with my life and my decisions ?” Said a frustrated Shivaay, now, a little distracted from Anika’s thoughts.

“I don’t really understand what mom wants to prove, that she cares for us, for you ? If she cared, she would not have tolerated that man for years, she would have fought him to keep him away from us. But she is a weak woman and she just chose to cry.” Rudra said, angry over his mother and Om chose to stay quiet because he knew Rudra and Shivaay were somewhere right.

“Yes, she is a weak woman, she didn’t care for you all, right ? If she had not thought about you all, she might have been away from all of this.” Said Anika, clearly angry, the way they had never seen her, Shivaay’s presence didn’t scare her.

“You’ll know if you ask those who don’t have someone to look after them, to address as a mother. You are lucky to have a mother who cares for you all, may be she chose to cry all her life, but have you ever thought, why did she choose to stay with that beast of a man ?” Anika asked and continued when they didn’t speak, “Because she didn’t want you all to beg for one time food and clothes and a roof over your head. She didn’t fight for herself but by doing that she fought for you all.”

“For once in your life, thank heavens for blessing you all with a mother like her, there are people who beg for such blessing. She is the strongest woman for she didn’t choose to run away from her responsibility as a mother, otherwise, there are woman who choose to kill themselves and leave their children to fight the cruelty of this world all alone.” She shouted with every ounce of energy left in her throat and then left from their as tears of agony formed in her eyes.

For the first time in their life, the Oberoi brothers pondered deeply over the matter and their mother’s situation and sacrifices. No matter what they thought of this girl, Anika, but she was right. They didn’t say anything and dispersed to their respective rooms, feeling proud of their mother and increased respect for her in their hearts.
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So, before you all kill me, I wanna tell you that Shreya's character won't be given too much of importance, this is my plan for the time being and also, itdepends on your response that I make it a short story or a long one.

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