This is a story about Siya Raghuram and Abhishek Varma..... "Cant you stop mentioning his name again and again. I hate hearing his name from your mouth." Abhi lashed out at Siya. "Why cant I mention him. He is my true friend about whom i know everything unlike my so called husband who hides things from me." siya left with teary eyes .. Ok this is a story about 2 people...Siya and Abhishek. Get ready for a bit of misunderstandings But at the end love conquers every odds...😇 * * *
Abhi's pov
10 years...It's quite a long period. These ten years...I don't know how I got addicted to you. Is it your innocent eyes or your alluring smiles that draw me towards you. Whatever it is I can only watch you slowly moving away from my life.
Tomorrow Siya, the love of my life is getting married to my brother. I don't know whether I should be happy or sad. Its always easy to say that seeing your loved one getting married to the one they love, you should be happy. But its a sad truth that no one can bear to see their love becoming someone else's. I dont know about others. But I don't find meaning in living this life if she is going to be someone else's.
Should I plead her not to marry him? Should I ask her to give her hand to me so that I can treasure it for the whole life? Or should I ask her to give me a chance to prove my love.?
What if she rejects me? How am I gonna handle that. What if she give me a chance? Should I go for a last try.
With so much confused thoughts I took my steps to the place where her mehandi function was going on.
Even large steps away from them, I could hear the laughing sound of her and her friends. "Be truthful Siya. Isn't Anujith the one you loved during our school days. I always knew something was brewing between you two those days.", Arti, her friend said laughingly.
" Do you guys know that I even once caught her writing love letters. But I never thought that finally your fluffy love is gonna end in marriage. You are really lucky to get a loving husband like Anu. Really I am very happy for you yaar" her friends happily congratulated her. "Thankyou guys" she said with a smiling face
I can see her smiling happily from a distance.
She is so happy. Are you a dumbo. How could you go and confess to her. Are you going to make yourself a big joke infront of her. Dont forget that she is going to marry someone she loves for all those years. She can never be yours. Accept the fact........he sadly whispered to himself.
With so much sorrow in my heart I went back to my house.
Siya's pov
In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love...It all include Abhi in it. No one can forget their first love. My first love was Abhishek.
With hopeless eyes I looked towards the mehandi in my hands. I can find a letter A in it. I smiled weakly. I know whats going through my head. Its good that both their names start with A. I should stop these thoughts. Tomorrow I will be getting married to Anu. Eventhough I am not happy about this marriage I should do it for my parent's happiness. They always wanted me to get married to Anu. But I would have definitely said a no to this alliance if I felt like there is some hope in my one sided love.
It wasn't until the realisation struck me that even though I would remain unmarried my whole life he still wouldn't care, that i finally decided to get married.
Dont take me for an idiot but I was willing to wait for him to move on from his past unerequited love.
But I think thats never gonna happen. Even today when I saw him entering the function a small hope bubbled up inside my heart that he was here to confess his love for me.
But how can the great and mightly Abhishek fall for this fool?. So when I saw him leave quickly I realised that my dreams are going to remain dreams this lifetime.
As I was tired of the whole functions today I went to sleep on my bed. As I drifted to sleep I saw a tall figure coming towards me with a small box in his hand. With the aura he is emitting i could easily know it was Abhi. He walked towards me with a warm smile. Just as he reached near me he bent on his one knee and opened the box. The stone placed on the ring shined like a twinkling star. Oh my god is he proposing?. Just when he was about to put that ring on me, he dissapeared. Is it a dream?
Immediately I woke up from my sleep. Yeah, It was really a dream. I looked the phone phone time and it was 1 am.
I sat there silently on the bed. Is this dream a sign for me to not get married. Absolutely. I should not do this. Omg what am I gonna do.
I took my phone and dialed Anujith's number. After ringing for some time he took the phone. "Dont you think you are too desperate to call your hubby at night before the wedding", asked Anu in a sleepy voice.
" Sorry I can't do this. We don't love each other. We can't do this. Can you call off the wedding or should I elope from this wedding?". . .
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