"ab to mera dil jaage na sota hai
kya karu haaye kuch kuch hota hai"

ISHAN

As Janhavi ji mentioned Aditi's name, a wave of emotions washed over me, stirring up memories that I had long tried to bury.

"Aditi?" I echoed, my voice barely above a whisper. "What about her?"

Janhavi' jis gaze softened, her eyes filled with empathy. "I know she meant a lot to you, Ishan ji," she began, her voice gentle yet probing. "But I couldn't help but wonder... what happened between you two?"

I felt a lump form in my throat as I struggled to find the right words. How could I explain the pain and heartache that Aditi's betrayal had caused me?

"Oh, it's not something important you know" I said, trying my best to avoid this conversation. She stayed quiet.

Feeling that I have successfully dodged this conversation I turned to go when she spoke "I'm not that unreliable you know? You can trust me with things I guess."

Shit she misunderstood me

"No Janhavi ji it's not like that! I didn't mean it..."
I was cut off by her. "It is like that Ishan ji. Never mind I won't ask you things further. Actually my fault isn't it? I'm nobody to know basically!"

She was clearly hurt and kinda angry? I had never seen her angry... I had no other way than talk about it.

"We were together for a four years ," I began haltingly, my voice tinged with sadness. "But then... things started to fall apart."

Janhavi ji reached out, her hand resting gently on mine. "What happened, Ishan ji?" she asked softly, her eyes urging me to open up. It seemed as she was desperate to make me say all that.

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was to come. "Aditi... broke up saying she needed space, time to figure things out, that I don't give her enough time and attention" I explained, my voice tinged with bitterness. "I thought she just needed some time to herself, but... a month later, I found out she was pregnant."

Janhavi ji tightened her hand around mine. "Pregnant?" she echoed, disbelief coloring her tone.

I nodded, my throat constricting with the weight of my confession. "I confronted her about it, demanded to know who the father was," I continued, my voice trembling with anger and hurt. "But she refused to tell me, said it was none of my business."

Tears welled up in Janhavi's eyes as she listened to my story. "I'm so sorry, Ishan ji," she murmured, her voice choked with emotion. "Are you okay?."

I nodded, my own tears threatening to spill over. "I thought I was, but now? No I'm not." I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. "I feel.. betrayed, Janhavi ji. Betrayed and alone."

"You are never ever alone okay? I'm always there for you. Okay?" This line acted like a balm to my unhealed wounds.

Without thinking, I reached out, pulling Janhavi ji into a tight embrace. She stiffened for a moment, surprised by the sudden intimacy, but then she relaxed, her arms wrapping around me in return.

And in that moment, as we held each other close, I felt a rush of emotions flood through me. Guilt, for burdening Janhavi ji with my past. Gratitude, for her unwavering support and understanding. And something else, something I couldn't quite name, swirling beneath the surface.

Kuch kuch hota hai

I pulled back, meeting Janhavi's gaze with a mixture of embarrassment and longing. "I'm sorry," I murmured, my cheeks flushing with heat. "I didn't mean to... I mean, I didn't realize..."

I actually liked it

Janhavi smiled, a soft, understanding smile that warmed my heart. "It's okay, Ishan ji," she reassured me, her eyes sparkling with affection. "Sometimes, we all need someone to lean on."

JANHAVI

Ishan ji left the room immediately, maybe rushed to the bathroom. Guys are never comfortable to cry infront of unknown people.

After all main unknown hi huyi na?

I already knew everything about Aditi from Shubman but I wanted Ishan ji to say all that. I wanted him to unburden himself,  Free himself.

The love Ishan ji still holds for Aditi is pretty clear. The tears he shed for her were pure. He was shattered from beneath.

I know how it feels to be betrayed by someone and a person like Ishan ji doesn't deserve that. He deserves the best in the world.

But that hug was something different... I had never felt so uncomfortable yet comfortable in my life. It was giving me a weird feeling in my stomach.

Ye sab sochne ka time nahi hai ye!

I took out my phone and dialed Shubman's number.
And idk how but he picked up in a jolt.

Shubman: Are bhabhi main toh tumko hi phone karne wala tha! Ye Ishan phone kyu nahi utha raha?

Janhavi: Wo actually we were talking about Aditi so.... he's in the bathroom.

Shubman: ro raha hai?

Janhavi: Haan shayad.

Shubman: Toh tum yaha kya kar rahi ho? Jao uske paas!

Janhavi: he's already very embarrassed because he started crying infront of me, aur nahi karna chahti yaar.

Shubman: Okay.. bolo kya bol rahi thi?

Janhavi: Aditi ka adress malum hai tumko?

Shubman: Haan. Kyu?

Janhavi: Mereko thoda share karo whatssap par.

Shubman: Kyu?

Janhavi: Kardo na please. Mereko kaam hai

Shubman: Tum uske gha...

Janhavi: Ishan ji bula rahe hain haan, tum share kar do address. Byee

And I hanged the phone. I could have definitely taked Shubman with me but thought that he won't be able to keep his temper in control in front of someone who betrayed his bestfriend.

He loves Ishan ji a lot

I checked my WhatsApp to see that he has already send the adress. I was pretty determined to meet this Aditi and know that how could she cheat on someone like Ishan ji. As far as I know from stalking her, there was no news regarding her pregnancy which means she aborted the child.

This was so fucked up yaar.

Wadde logo ki waddi waddi baatein (thinking in Anjali's voice)

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