Neeyat and Shreyas [part- 14]

It had been fifteen days since I last looked at Shreyas and twelve days since I thought about him. I am fine. Better! But not perfect. He was the first one who came in my life. I thought every moment of my future with him. I was so engrossed in loving him that I forgot to recognize that it wasn't fairy land and love isn't perfect. I had tried to mend my heart but still there is something left. Our memories. Kriya asked me to date someone else but er, I don't want to. I am scared of getting ditched AGAIN. Life is long and I don't have any much aims left. I belong to myself. Only me. Let's see what life has to serve me. Love comes to those who wait. I guess, I never loved Shreyas. It was just an infatuation but keeping these things aside. Last thing I want to say is that people aren't perfect and neither is their love. It's the respect that wins the love. Hadn't Shreyas called me a 'slut' I would have AT LEAST forgiven him.

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EPILOGUE

Neeyat ande Shreyas had been together for about an year. They share a lot of moments together. Of happiness as well as of disheartening truths. Shreyas couldn't have ever thought of what he did to Neeyat. But Neeyat was nevertheless weak. She surely overcame her dejected past.

"Anmol, ever thought about it?" She asked me while wiping off her tears.

"Um, What Neeyat?" I asked fully amazed.

"That this could happen to you?"

"Might be but life isn't too short to be revolved around assholes like Shreyas. You'll surely get your prince in his shining armor. Life gives a lot of memories- both bad and good but one must leave the sad ones behind." I said with a smile hoping Neeyat to smile as well.

"Yeah, right! His memories have fainted now." Ultimately her lips curved into a smile posing a positive hope.

"Hey! I like that guy in that superman tee out there," she giggled.

"Oh really? You know him?" I grinned at her.

"Yeah, somewhat."

"Oh my god! Someone is blushing." I smiled in a flirtatious manner.

"Let's go." She ultimately got up to leave the room.

And, we left that depressing corner of the closet.


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I won't ever forget what Neeyat went through. She became a real inspiration for me.


~"I became strong when you set me free and I became even stronger when I let you go"~

**THE END**

Neeyat and Shreyas #Heartbreak [part- 13]

Next day I woke with a severe head ache. The bed sheet was wet and my face red. I was reluctant to open my eyelids. It felt as if someone had put some weight on my eyes. I was feeling paralyzed. As I rubbed my eyes and tried to wake up all the events from the previous day rushed back in my mind. With loads of crying and sobbing I didn't felt like crying again. I knew that it would be quite difficult for me to move on so quickly but I knew that I wasn't so weak. God provide us with what we deserve and yeah, that asshole ditched me. Might be I didn't deserve him or he was such a loser and wasn't to be loved so much? I summoned all my strengths and went towards the bathroom. I took shower and went to the breakfast table later.  My mom was sitting alone humming some lines of an old song. She was busy applying butter on the toast. I broke the ice and started a conversation.

"Where is dad?" I asked not letting my voice break.

"He leaves for office at eight. If you remember!" mom said still busy applying the butter.

I realized that how few months turned my life upside down. There was hardly any moment when I could sit and chat with my mom like I used to do earlier. I was trapped in the virtual world where Shreyas promised to keep me. And know when he had kicked me out, I had realized how badly I ignored my lovable parents. They were always there for me. Twenty two years of love and care faded away when that asshole came. Yes he was an asshole! He deserves to be called that.

I tried pasting a fake smile on my face so that my mother could not sense the emotional trouble I went through yesterday. She saw Kriya coming home yesterday. She sensed that something was wrong but she didn't asked so as to make the situation worse. She passed on the toast to me. I was sad but I could see some revenge settled down inside me. I had a hearty breakfast.

"Everything okay? I saw Kriya coming out from your room all flushed and monotonous," mom ultimately asked looking at me.

"And Neeyat did you cry your eyes out? Just look at your eyes. Why they are so red?" She further added.

I was munching my toast and was clueless about what to tell her. I wish I could tell her everything. She was my fairy godmother.

"Nothing mom. I was missing Kriya and others."

"Oh goodness! Neeyat you could have asked me and I would have arranged a home party for you girls," she said narrowing her eyebrows.

She was too sweet to be a mom. As I said, she was a fairy godmother. I all the sad things at least there was something good with me. My mom.


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I finished my breakfast and went to my room. Of course my heart was broken into thousands of pieces but my eyes were dry enough to let out another gallon of tears. I thought that Shreyas didn't deserve to be cried for. He was just a stinky pig that was to be left alone in the slurry of shit. I was hating me. Period. It was rather good for my mental health. I patted myself in my mind and logged in my Facebook account. I had to do important tasks. I had that one hot picture of mine that Shreyas had always asked me not to upload it. Jealous mother fucker he was. I uploaded it! I was waiting for him to see it and realize that he no longer ruled my life. I minimized the Facebook window and deleted Shreyas' contact from my phone. He was in my reject list. I had a long to-do list. I made my mind to be a devil and haunt him in his nightmares.

I maximized the window to look if there were any notifications. I had few of them from my picture that I recently uploaded. There were few likes and comments my Shreyas and Danish. Well, Danish was Shreyas' best friend. He asked me out few moths back (When I and Shreyas weren't together). I stop talking to him and didn't reply him much because Shreyas was insecure with me if I talked to him. I opened the comments and suddenly a tear trickled down from my eye. The comments were devastating.

Danish- Red hot ;)

Shreyas- Danish hot? :P I am proud to be single now. Look at the pik man. Hahah!

Danish- She would not like you saying this!

Shreyas- Doesn't matter. Let her bark. She is just a slut for me.

What did he say? I am a slut...for him? He was the one who tried slipping his hand inside my clothing. He was the one who tried coming close. He was the one who faked love but...I was a slut...for him? I never knew that loving him would be that hurtful. If I would have ever known this, I would have pushed him back. It would have pinched a little if Shreyas would scream at me or beat me. At least it would be better that I being called a slut. I never thought that my Shreyas, my hot shot would ever say like that to me. I would have done bad things to him but surely I didn't deserve to be called a slut. I thought I was her Barbie (As he used to call me). I thought so much but it had to end at the word "Slut". The tears didn't stop oozing. I knew I would never forgive him. He was no longer mine. He never was!

With my shivering hands I deleted the picture and removed Shreyas from my friend list. I wanted to ask him...was it easy to leave me? But I knew I was just a slut for him. I tried blocking him from everywhere. I tried erasing all our memories. Nothing was left except the hatred. I wanted to move on. Go away from his haunting memories.

Neeyat and Shreyas #Cheating [part- 12(b)]

I changed myself into warm clothes and slipped under the blanket. I didn't want to think about it. I was somewhat amused at whatever happened. It was similar to a drama created by any Ekta Kappor's daily soap.

The story that Kriya told me kept flashing in front of my eyes. She was right. She knew where everything would end. I wish I would have listened to what she meant to convey me. I was a failure. I failed to understand my best friend. I failed to watch the real intentions of Shreyas. The time his hand got into my top, I would have realized for what he was with me. I should have realized that I held no meaning for him and it was Sana he actually cared for (I don't know if he cared for her even?) He left my hand and went to explain her. What about my explanations? I wanted my answers too! My head turned into an undifferentiated slurry of thoughts. I was confused and I dozed off.

As I woke up, I saw the pillow under my head wet. My eyes swelled and my throat was sore. Everything that happened flashed again. I gazed at my phone screen and there were 53 missed calls by Shreyas plus, 12 text messages. I gave a dry laugh and thought to myself, " Atleast he got to know about my existence." I opened the inbox to read his text messages. Each message said the same thing- "Pick my call." His attitude and ways turned my life dry and monotonous. I didn't call him back. Instead, I called Kriya.

"Hello?" She picked my call.

"Kriya?" I said in a breaking voice.

"What happened Neeyat? You okay?" She said fully exhausted.

"Please come over my place. I need you." I nearly busted out into pool of tears.

I was waiting for Kriya and I knew she would cry for me. I never thought loving someone would be that devastating. She knocked at the door and came in. She saw me sitting in the corner of my room with my legs folded and my face burried inside my palms. She came over and hugged me tight. Thousands of words came out of my tongue. I was blabbering between the rapid sobs.

"My baby, what happened?" She wiped off my tears and gave me a glass of water. I took the glass with both my hands and drank the water with my shivering lips.

She held me and made me sit on the bed. She laid me down and covered me with the blanket. She laid beside me.

"Neeyat I know it's something about Shreyas. I knew he would leave you like a dreary corpse," she puckered her eyebrows and said.

I told her everything. Starting from the first time I saw Shreyas a bit indifferent. I told her how he tried to slip his hand under my clothing. I told her about the comment and the girl- Sana. I told every minute detail.

.......I love him." I ended.

I turned my head to look at her. She was starring at the ceiling. A tear flowed down to the bed from the corner of her eye.

"Kriya?" I purred.

"How did you tolerate all this? You are still saying you love him. How can this cute little girl be so strong?" She looked at me. There was a minute silence until my phone vibrated. It was Shreyas.

"hand over the phone to me," Kriya snatched it from me.

"Please don't say anything to him," I said in a low voice.

" Neeyat are you really out of your mind? He did bad to you. He turned you into a living dead but you're still thinking about him?"

"I..I..."

"Now don't say that you love him. YOU ARE NOT AT ALL SUPPOSED TO LOVE HIM. Just shut up and let me do what I want to."

She took the phone and put the call on speaker. Shreyas shouted at his loudest pitch.

"Neeyat? Are you out of your mind? You left such an expensive ring there on the table? Do you even know that it was quite costly? Oh yeah! Well, how would you know? You're just a middle class girl with middle class clothes and mentality."

"Shreyas..." my voice broke.

Kriya cut the call.

"Did you listen what he said? You still love him? Kriya asked.

I had no answers. His words were as bold as his attitude. I was scarred. He never loved me. Was all that an illusion? I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry but I didn't do anything. I was freeze.

It had been three hours and I was still dead with my senses.

"Neeyat please handle yorself," Kriya patted on my shoulder and left my room.

I still not believed if that actually happened?

Neeyat and Shreyas #Cheating [part- 12 (a)]

I was getting possessive with every day that passed. I wanted every other girl in this world to know that Shreyas was only mine. MINE. I was insecure about him. I knew I was the only one who could love him the most. Shreyas broke my heart several times and hurt me. he had stabbed me in my heart but still heart loved him. I accepted him despite of all my heart breaks. I trusted him endlessly. I was blind in his love. It's often said that when you love someone, you trust him or her blindly. Same was with me. I could never even think about Shreyas cheating upon me. But, the only thing I wanted to clear out was about that girl "Sana". It was 2nd October and we guys completed our 10 months. I planned to meet him and clear out every dilemma I had in my mind. I knew that Shreyas would understand me well. he loved me and I was insane for him.

The CCD lounge was full of buzz and vigor. There were couples sitting together with their hand held tight. I sat at one corner of the lounge waiting for Shreyas. It had been ten minutes and Shreyas  didn't arrive. I was getting restless with every passing minute. The excitement that brimmed up to my head lowered down and I was turning green in that awful situation. I was alone between the handful of love birds. I drank a glass of water and cooled myself. I started swiping my phone when I felt someone coming from behind. I turned back to see and it was Shreyas. He was looking immensely adorable in a blue shirt that was tucked inside his sexy denims. He held the bouquet of roses. I could feel the beautiful fragrance. As he smiled and held my waist to wish me, everything around lit up. I was elated!

I sensed something awkward. His hand started slipping into my top. I felt weird. Shreyas never tried doing an absurd act like that. I pushed him away. He ignored that fact and wished me again. We sat to order. The absurdness of Shreyas revolved in my head. Many question popped in my head. Why he did that?

"Your order." A waiter said that broke my string of thoughts.

Shreyas smiled and asked me to sip the cold coffee from the same glass. He was happy and his face had a different kind of gleam. He was really happy, I thought. A cute smile condensed on my face as I thought about him. He stood up from the chair opposite to me and pushed me to sit beside me on the same couch. He was close enough that i could sense his warm breath. He came closer. his lips purred and he whispered, "I love you Barbie." It sent tinges across my whole body. I never had him so close to me. My lips quivered to say him that I loved him too. He took my hand in his and kissed it gently. I smiled. I still remember the sweet words that he said ~

"To the cutest girlfriend anyone would ever had, I, hereby confess that you're the most beautiful thing that had ever happened to me. Will you be my love always and forever?"

He slipped a shiny antique ring in my left hand. I was happy to see "us" so great together. It felt like a beautiful dream but every dream has to end and so did this.

A crisp female voice said "Shreyas" and our intense eye starring interrupted. She was a tall young girl in her early twenties. There was stern expression on her face. I could not relate to whatever was happening. She was ached. I didn't know what for?

"Sana", Shreyas trembled and stood up.

All the thoughts that were hazy in my mind cleared up at once.

"Sana just let me explain," he left my hand and went towards her.

I was numb and I was trying to relate. The girl rushed outwards and so did he. Both of them got out of my sight and I was still numb trying to know about whatever happened. My eyes were dry at that time. I didn't felt like crying. I left the bouquet on the table and removed the ring from my hand. I went back to my home, my slumber where I belonged.


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