Om's perspective.

I was lost in thought. I kept staring at the note and reconsidering my desicion. I would have signed the paper in an instant if only I knew what it meant. Nothing can change the fact that I'm an artist not a businessman. I would need a little help so I decided to head home.

I entered the mansion. It looked the same as it always did for 5 years. The happiness in the house was all gone. I headed towards my brother Shivaay's room. He was on the bed. I kneeled next to him and took his hand in mine and rested my chin. "Bhai? Today a girl invited me to her party. You know I don't like parties but I said yes. I don't really want to go. If things were like before...you would be encouraging me to go and Rudra would make fun of me. We would laugh at his stupid jokes. You both would tell me what to do what not to do what to wear. We...we would-" I broke into tears. "It's been 5 years since that accident I...just want you to wake up. This family needs their great Wall of Shivaay" I sobbed. I heard footsteps but I did not flinch.

"He will wake up right?" A voice called.

"He will he's our brother"I looked up and saw my younger brother rudra. 

"When he wakes up he will be very upset" he spoke sadly.

"What do you mean by that?" I questioned. 

"Well you lost your artistic skill because you had to handle the business he would not like that and..." I cut him off.

"And?" I wondered.

"When he realizes that his wife is dead..." 5 years ago Shivaay and his wife Anika were going out for dinner. It was raining during the drive. Their car slipped causing a major accident. This left Shivaay in coma. Anika bhabi was going through surgery on her heart which failed causing her death.

"Let's..let's leave this I'm going to a party tomorrow" I changed the subject.

"Oh wow! I'll help you get ready then" he was trying to act excited but just like me he was wearing a mask to hide all the sorrow inside of us. The entire family was devistated. Shivaay's mom Pinky hated Anika bhabi she wanted a rich bahu which anika bhabi was not but on the inside I knew she felt bad for Anika bhabi.

In the house after Shivaay there was only one person with proper business experience; my father Tej. He was not a great father he would have affairs which hurt my mother extremely. After the incident 5 years back he changed he stopped his affairs but I still cannot forgive him. I found him in his room. "Could you sign these papers" I looked away from him. 

"Sure" he read them and signed. He handed them back to me. 

"Well bye..." I said sadly.

"Don't worry Shivaay will be fine" he said.

"You've been saying that for 5 years" I left without saying anything else. I knew Shivaay will be back.