Recap : Durga's request - Ishana's decision

Ishana's POV

What did uncle just say? Did I agree to marry Sharan? Oh god please help me. I think I dropped the screws of my head somewhere, maybe if I can find it then I can think because if I had been thinking then would I have agreed to marry Sharan? NO. NEVER. He can't have a conversation with me without getting angry how will he accept me as his wife?

My head starts aching after thinking about this for a while and I'm pulled out of my thoughts by the ringing of an alarm. I looked at it and realized that I haven't slept the whole night.

I woke the twins up and tried to sleep for a while. But sleep was far away from me.

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At the dinning table

Sharan's POV

Where is Ishana? Even the breakfast is made by the maid. Is she avoiding me because I shouted at her for preparing breakfast last day? Okay. Enough. Why am I thinking about that girl so much? Is she becoming a part of my life? Stop thinking about her Sharan. Listen to the intelligent mind and stop thinking about her. She is no one to you....

"Where is Ishu?" Dad asked the question that I had wanted to. Thanks Dad.

"She has a headache so she is taking rest" Veena replied.

"Okay then let her rest for a while. The driver is on leave today so Sharan will drop you" dad said.

She is ill. Should I go meet her? Check if she is fine or if she needs anything? Okay wait. Why am I worrying so much? She is not important for me...instead a person who always annoys me...but she consoled me yesterday when I was crying...even though I always tried to find her fault, she showed some concern to me.
She is staying at my house so I should take care of her, right? Yeah that's it.

"What are you thinking about Sharan?" Dad pulled me out of my thoughts.

Isha."Nothing Dad" stupid mouth almost landed me in trouble.

I finished my food faster today. It wasn't as delicious as it was yesterday so...? No big deal.

After having my food and a lot of thinking, I decided to go see her. I suppressed my ego, gathered my courage and just as I was about to go to her room I heard a voice.

"Bhaiyya! We are getting late. Come fast." Varna called for my attention.

"Let's go" I said, dropping my plans to go see Isha.

In the evening

When I came home from office, I noticed that the twins and Dad are present in the hall but I couldn't see Ishana anywhere. Hasn't she recovered yet? I am going to her room then. Just as I was about to go there my dad called me.

What is this? It's like they have all taken an oath to not let me see her.

"Sharan I want to talk to you. Come to my room" His voice was serious and so was his expression.

What is the matter? Did something happen to her? Areeey.. Stop this. Why is my every thought going there? There are a lot of things in this world besides Isha.

When I walked inside Dad's room he is already sitting on the couch there. I joined him and waited for him to start talking.

"Sharan I want to talk to you about your future?' he started, confusing me.

"What is there to talk? My past, present and future are you and my sisters."

"Past and present okay. But future, No. You need to start your own life."

Now that made me angry. Why can't they leave me to myself? Why do they always have to start this topic? I have them and don't need anything else.

"We are done here dad. I'll remain happy and single. I don't even know how you thought I'll even discuss this. Hasn't your life and wife thought you enough that you want me to go through that same hell?" I asked as I got up to walk away.

"Sharan, thinking about your life is my duty."

"Don't think about me. You don't have any duty here. Think only about your daughters."

"I know that you will think about them Sharan, that is why I don't have to worry about them. But I need to worry about you."

"Can we please stop this discussion? It is not going to go anywhere you hope it will" I know that I am being harsh but he just isn't dropping this subject.
It's not the first time that he has bought this topic up. Every single time that he has bought it up, it has always ended badly. Why does he keep compelling me to shout at him? I can understand him but then he has to understand me too. Does he think that I will be sweet and nice to some stranger? He knows how I am and he still thinks that I can build a beautiful future with somebody? I can't believe it then how can he?

"What will you do when I'm gone and your sisters get married? Will you stay alone? Forever?" he tried again. He just doesn't give up does he.

I smiled a sad smile," I know dad and I don't expect anybody to be with me forever. Frankly, I like the loneliness. Let's think about it then,shall we?"

He didn't say anything for a while after that but suddenly his eyes lit up with hope.
"Son, isn't it your responsibility to fulfill my promises?" I became alert after hearing that. His promise?? What promise and how is it related to this marriage discussion? Something is fishy here.

"What promise are you talking about?" I was confused.

"I made a promise to the villagers when I brought Ishu here. Will you fulfill my promise?" he continued.

"Of course dad. Ten years ago, from the day when I saw you with your head bent in front of the money lenders, I have ensured that you will never have to face that again. I have never let that happen before nor am I going to let it happen now." I said.I can't let that happen once again. No matter what tactics this is, whatever it is, I'll never let that happen. Ever.

"If that is your word, then marry Ishana." 

Did he just say that? What the hell is that? Me and that..that...Idiot? 

How could he have ever thought of that?

"What are you saying?" I yelled unable to control my anger anymore.

"When I brought Ishana here I had promised her villagers that my son will marry her so if you really respect my word then marry her."

Why is he pushing this baseless thing so much?

"Dad, you are important to me but please don't force me into this. I am begging you." I was shocked as hell.

"I am also begging you son. Please fulfill my promise. I'm not forcing you, I don't have that right. I can only request you. At the end of the day, it's your decision."

"Dad, why are you talking like this? Do you think Isha will agree to this?" I was really hoping that she wouldn't. I've always been rude to her right. Yeah she will say no to this. I am sure.. no girl wants to marry a rude person like me. There is no chance that Isha will agree to it..

"She already did son." His reply shocked me.

What's wrong with her? Did she think that I am someone else? How can a girl agree to marry me? That too her...

"She isn't even my daughter. We only met a few days back, yet she agreed to this in order to keep my respect. Give me your decision by tomorrow morning." Dad said pushing me into a dilemma.

"Dad what makes you think that a relationship between me and Isha will work out? Can I keep us both happy?" I asked.

"I hope so. I really do" came his reply.

What the hell is happening around me? My father is emotionally blackmailing me fine but why did that idiot say yes? I am sure now that she has some hidden motives. I thought she is a woman with some self respect. But now she proved that I was right all along.

 First she tried to impress everyone... then she tried to become a member of this family..she portrayed the character of a nice lady in front of them..she even acted like she understood me what with all the consoling and all... Idiot..she doesn't even know who she is dealing with..Today I will show you your real place Ms.Ishana..

Without wasting another second I walked towards her room.

Ishana's POV

I don't know anything about my future except for the fact that my death has been written in the hands of Mr.Rude in a few minutes. His face promises murder.

Uncle had told me earlier about the fake promise story to get Sharan to agree to this.. but Sharan can figure it out very easily. He wouldn't be in this place if he is that dumb. What will he do when he finds out? May be I don't need to worry about that because he is going to kill me right now.

"What do you want?" he asked as soon as he walked into the room.
He is now staring at me with his signature stare. Any guesses? That's right. 'I am a lion and you are the rabbit, no strike it, you are the mosquito' stare.

"Sorry? I don't want anything" I didn't understand his question.

"Are you mad? Why the hell would you want to get married to me?" he held my wrist in a tight grip. Maybe I am mad. Who would agree to marry this Rude person?

Everybody clap, it's me. I'm right here.

I decided that the best response is silence.
"Tell me. What is your motive?" he shouted.

"I agreed because of Uncle.."Why did I stop there you ask? Well did he allow me to complete? No. Nope. Certainly not.

"Who the hell are you to think about my father?" He shouted again. What the hell does he eat? He has so much energy to shout all day. Probably not the best line of thinking considering the situation.

"Your dad is the one who helped me after my parent's death. I have a family, a place to live and that is because of your dad's help. That's why I'm helping him too." I don't look into his eyes, he's so angry and I don't want to be scared.

"Oh. Somebody here is so altruistic. Helping my father...What a nice excuse. Tell me. Are you not doing this for my wealth and status? You act so well, you should be nominated for Oscars Ms.Idiot" he continued his speech like we had some audience here.

"What are you saying? Money? Wealth?" I didn't understand how he could have gotten those thoughts into his brain but this conversion suddenly took a serious turn. I tried my level best to stop my anger from rising. Two angry people in a fight is worse than one angry person in the fight and right now I didn't really need worse.

"My dad is innocent. He thinks everybody is good just because he is but I know people like you very well. Don't try to dupe me. You want money? Is that why you agreed to this marriage, to become rich? Do you deserve it?...You can do anything for money right? Fine. I will transfer the property which is under my name to yours, just leave me and go. I just want my peace. Take my property and tell my father that you are not interested in this marriage."

What kind of sick thoughts does he have? Those are border line psychotic bitch tendencies and he is accusing me.... He really thinks I'm that low? Let's take a wild swing and give him a black eye or two.

He could just fall on a rock and get his brain back. I don't have to do anything violent then. Don't even have to move an inch and problem solved.

I'm not really angry anymore. I just pity him. It's hard to live life thinking that every person round the corner is bad. What a colossal idiot he is? And he calls me idiot.

He might have come here to humiliate me but he is himself getting degraded. I need to stop him from lowering himself further.

Tch. Tch. What a waste of such an entertaining argument.

"Enough. Stop this nonsense Sharan. Your opinion on this world is worse than I believed it to be. What type of women have you known?" I try to be as logical as I can be.

"Don't act like you are some mother Theresa or something. I have seen many people like you. The prostitutes who sell their body have more pride and self-respect than you, at least they don't try to trap others like you, Bitch"

What the hell is he talking? I lost all control on myself. No more pity from him and how dare he say all that shit. He needs to know that he can't keep throwing such insults at me so I slap him. Hard. There was pin-drop silence in the room as the sound of the slap registered. I was so angry that my eyes were blood-shot. 

"That was completely uncalled for. Do you even know what bull shit you have been uttering?"

"You slapped me bitch. How dare.." I slapped him again to stop his words.

"Respect. Address me properly while you are talking to me."

"Would you let somebody talk like that to your sisters? Would you spare the person who would say these words to them?" Before I could say anything else he held my throat and tried to choke me.

I struggled against his hold, threw my entire body weight into it and pushed him away.

"How dare you compare yourself to my sisters?" he said.

"Do you think that your sisters are the only girls in this world. I am a girl too and if you can say something like that about me then why can someone not say such things about your sisters." I shouted louder than him. He doesn't know whom he is fighting with. Ishana is not an easy person to deal with.

"I told you to stop.."he started in that loud volume of his. How dare he say those things to me?

"You listen to me Sharan Sharma and listen well. Power and money are nothing to a person if he forgets that he is human. You are accusing me of doing this for your money right then I will also accuse your sisters that they love you for your wealth as well." This time he slapped me and I fell down on the ground. The slap stings like hell but I got up from the ground more confidently.

"You slapped me because you have no answer to give to me. So according to Sharan sir all women, other than his sisters of course, live for money. If that is the kind of people you are living with then I must say you are no different from them. You think like that because you are like that. Come to my village, I will show you how a real brother treats his sisters. I will show you what 'loving' your sisters means.

You are the one who is doing the acting here mister. You act lovingly and bind your father and sisters to you. You don't allow anybody else to even come close to them. Everybody else is your enemy. You are the actor who is faking his love."

This time I saw his slap coming and blocked it, shocking him.

"Because you are under the misguided notion that all women are bad doesn't give you the right to insult the character of any person you meet. What is it you want me to do? Refuse to marry you? Don't worry, I would rather die than marry you. Get out of the room. Now."

Thankfully he walked away from the room and as the anger leaves my body, tears start rolling down my eyes without my control.

Sharan's POV

I stood in front of the mirror looking at the hand imprints on my cheek. I caress it slightly hoping that it will take the sting away but it doesn't. Frankly I'm not even sure if the sting is from the slap or the words. Don't get me wrong, that slap hurt like hell. I would've never guessed that a girl can pack that much power in a slap but the point is that, even I was wrong.

The words that I had used..Just thinking about someone saying those same words to my sisters made me boil with rage. I would kill that person but do I have the right to do that when I myself have done the same thing to some body else's daughter or sister.

If Isha's father had been alive he would've skinned me alive. The words that I had uttered in my rage but that is exactly why I don't want to marry anyone.

I lie down on my bed and think while staring at the ceiling.

That is why I don't want to marry anyone. The things that I say and do in my rage are not under my control and the only way I can ensure that nobody suffers because of it is to stay away from everybody.

She may be right. My love for my sisters might be mixed with selfishness and possessiveness but in hindsight that was not the best time to mention it. Ishana is the exact opposite of what I need.

If I'm angry she would say those exact words that will make me more angry. I'm beginning to think that she can't help it either and that is why if I don't want to spoil both of our lives, we better stay away from each other. 

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Precap : Ishana decides to leave the house.

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Final Editing Done On: 17/10/2018
Edited By: k21pt11