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Please leave me alone.
Being a servant, these words don’t suit me but that’s not way to deal with existence bitterness. Be practical in lifespan. Shrishti Bhatt. Known I am coming. Now please pay attention. I forgot madam.
Did you know that the maid entered inside room with the evening breakfast and noticed her face engrossed with similar emotions.
What amount years will you give to that past?
Madam, health has been highly pretty short. Then, sitting on the sofa with a single memories left in her hands, how way ever she tried to resist but oftentimes stopped on the album same photograph. Keeping the album back in locker, she replied, Welcome them and give them seats. Interviewers wanted spice for their magazines but her dignity stopped everyone to prick he shadowed identity. It’s a well while stepping down her stairs vast mansion waving her hands to reporters who had come from Times of India and ok her seat, shrishti charming, a good and Bhatt youthful woman of 32. Let me tell you something. Madam, if you don’t mind, usually can we figure out if you see anyone called Chhitiz Bharadwaz? Interview with reporters had happen to be an essential element of Ms health. Shrishti Bhatt, Allahabad S. Responding question in negative, she left the reporters confused at her astonished face and went upwards staggering as if struck by any loss adored one.
Shrishti remained stunned at this sound word which she herself hadn’t ever dared to repeat after that incident. Her past perturbed everyone. You seem so funny when you try to get self-assured. Needless to say, her mind went back to the college existence they had shared together. That is interesting right? The name echoing in her mind forced her to scream if she could throw it out of herself. All in all, an unmarried woman dressed in a white sari without any kind of ornamentation. Oh Chhitiz! This is where it starts getting truly serious, right? He was Chhitiz, person or her health for whom she had sacrificed all her happiness. How changed she was! They admired ourselves to this type of an extent that people felt jealous but still in their core hearts felt forced to think if such love was truly feasible.
Shrishti didn’t seem to listen to his words and said hurriedly, Oh no!
Chhitiz looked at her and said in a self-assured tone, Dear! Shrishti replied jokingly, assured! I didn’t tell you, Sir Hardy was calling you. In reality, shrishti had cleared her preliminary exam for civil outsourcing and final past day year exam had as well passed. Go and meet him and later we will feel lucky about this seriousness together. Currently, Know what, I have to discuss something truly vital for our lives. Try to size up, it is regarding all of us. Going straight into her dressing room, Shrishti stood before the long mirror which she hadn’t faced for the last fourteen years. You were always once more late and what’s in this diary, said Shrishti snatching the diary from him. Identical garden where they used to meet Shrishti was as usual waiting for Chhitiz. Chhitiz! Seriously. Chhitiz tried to make her understand and said in a scolding manner, Please Shrishti! Shrishti and Chhitiz were best mates. For example, her maid, one person on planet earth who saw her truth existence ok her to really similar sofa where Shrishti could look for serenity. It is he was in this world but still unknown to Shrishti.
Chhitiz! Shrishti ok out album and turning over photographs once more stopped on identical photo, her fingers on identical face person. She under no circumstances felt envious of Hrishita instead oftentimes considered her lucky to be Chhitiz’s wife. The world seemed to fall before her eyes. Essentially, shrishti assumed his tension for few minutes or 2 as usual to grab her attention. Of course chhitiz looked quite disturbed that day. Going forward a few steps, she returned back to get his diary which she had forgotten on the slip. He was hiding something from me. Do you understand choice to a following question. Card? First thing which she did was changed her mobile number, after this incident.
About fifteen minutes passed and he didn’t return.
Without giving a single day to Chhitiz for any kind of explanation left Girls’ apartment where she used to live and went to stay with her maternal uncle and aunty about which Chhitiz was tally unknown.
Shrishti opened the diary and said to herself, Oh yes! She decided not to marry as didn’t need to share Chhitiz love with anyone else, right after clearing her interview for ivil solutions. Now regarding aforementioned fact… It was an invitation card for Shrishti in Chhitiz wedding ceremony with a girl called Hrishita, the card was not an ordinary one. That said, she ok a vast mansion in Allahabad and lived there with her diary and the album, her usually memories college health. On p of this, she understood everything and preserving all Chhitiz memories in her heart went away forever and ever. Shrishti had lost her parents when she was completely 9. Shrishti lost her conscience for a moment. That’s right! It was her day discharge from the hospital and Shanti was waiting outside with garlands in her hands and tears in her eyes.
Her car entirely stopped at a mall from where she purchased an attractive sari for his wife and clothes for her children imagination.
Fate had something else in store for her. She went down on her feet and started thanking the Almighty but Shrishti seemed to be lost. In any event, her heartbeat pounded higher and higher with steps reducing no to his house. Having once escaped death, she intended to meet Chhitiz before her final separation from existence. Her hands trembled while pressing the door bell. Any or every road she passed by reminded weeks her spent with him, while planning to Chhitiz’s house from the airport in a taxi. Now pay attention please. Standing right below his bungalow, Shrishti stopped for some time thinking if he would’ve been able to recognize her or not and if his wife should like this surprise visit or not. Shrishti kept on increasing car speed and with her loud scream, Please Chhitiz! Coming back from her past, Shrishti recommends her driver to make out the car and went alone driving to mountainous, hilly regions on Allahabad border. In reality, shrishti’s secret health passing into the secret world. Reporters poured in hospital corridors and newspapers got studded with her reports accident and with headlines. That said, chhitiz seemed sitting beside her and begging for a chance to enlighten him. Immediately a ticket was booked for her flight to Delhi. She was saved. I am nowhere in your lifespan now. Mercedes hit the huge banyan tree.
Shrishti went all alone.
People gathered in huge numbers and her hope survival happened to be least with the severe injuries on her head.
She couldn’t dare to move back from her destination. Door opened and person standing in front of her was Mr. 9 minutes passed standing outside staring at each other when Shrishti reminded him to go with courtesy and call her inside in a kidding manner. See this. Pointing wards a lady lying on a bed, he said angrily, Shrishti! Saying this, quite old lady started sobbing profusely. Did you know that the forceful smile on her face couldn’t stop tears rolling down. Chhitiz ok all the gifts in one hand and holding her hand with the another ok her inside, without uttering a single word.
Chhitiz had taken that card with intention to force you to meet me and Did you know that the earth slipped away from her feet and sky seemed to fall apart. Then, and, where have probably been your children? His mother understood who she was and embraced her. A well-reputed fact that probably was. Striving to hide her real emotions, she asked inquiringly, Where usually was Hrishita? 2 years passed and Shrishti was once more seen sitting on a sofa with identical album in her hands but now not with memories but real Chhitiz sitting beside him and a child in between and all the 3 relishing the college health stories shared and laughed about betwixt 1 devotees.