The night was dark with devoid of moon in the sky completely resembling to Arslan's life as his life was also dark without presence of his moon in his life.
He sat down on the plush armchair placed in his balcony facing the black sky,taking a puff of his cigarette exhaling out smoke and carbon dioxide through his nostrils.
He sat there reviving old good memories from his past. He was not any ordinary person who felt crush towards someone then gradually that crush developed into likeness and then finally bloomed in to love.
No,he was always a passionate person about everything whether it was regarding his studies or his work or...his love. His overprotectiveness and possessiveness towards Aaliya were always something he never understood but never paid attention to it till the day of Ayaan's Nikaah. (Wedding)
Realisation was sudden but feelings and emotions were already deepened in his heart unknown to his owner. He never thought he could love someone so intensely or passionately as he does to Aaliya.
She was his Ishq,(true love) of course like any other person who was in love he also thought the person he would love will equally reciprocate his fervor,they both would be in madly love with each other,will get married with such happiness that anyone who would see them together would wish for a fairytale like them.
But that only happens in a fairytales where princess meets her prince and then they lives happily ever after. That are called fairytales for a reason because it's imagination and not reality.
In reality nothing seems easy or sometimes person makes that easy thing complicated. He wasn't able to feel the same intensity of love from the opposite person,he was not able to gaze in her eyes and see his own reflection in her silvery grey eyes. All his dreams,his imaginations came crushing down in only few hours of his realisation.
Ishq zindagi me sirf ek baar hota hai,aur Arslan apne hisse ka ishq kar chuka hai.
(Love only happens once in a life and Arslan has already done his part of love).
And even if his love remains unrequited he don't have any complaints. Because when he fell in love with her he also sighed up for everything that comes with that,will it be the sadness or happiness,worst or best.
He clearly remembers the happiest as well as the saddest day of his life,he was going to confess his love to her not knowing about consequences of it.
Flashback:
Arslan was frantically looking everywhere to find Aaliya,the stupid grin formed on his face was not faltering even for a second from his face.
He was searching for her from past fifteen minutes but she was nowhere to be seen. He went to the terrace in hope to find her but instead of finding her he found tensed Aaban talking on his phone.
He was about to turn back resuming his previous task but her name stopped him dead in his tracks. Aaban was facing the railing so he couldn't see Arslan standing on the threshold of the door.
"I know,but Aaliya is my cousin how will she react towards my feelings?" Aaban said running his hand through his hairs.
Arslan's grin fell from his face as he heard his sentence,does Aaban also have feelings for Aaliya?
"No,i am scared what if..what if she will deny me then how would i face her ever and it would ruin our relationship forever." Aaban said in frustration.
Arslan felt that happiness was snatched from him even before he could grab it properly.
"What are you talking about? Of course i love her,i have thought for a long time before coming on conclusion to confess it to her." Aaban said,irritation clear in his tone.
Every word spoken by Aaban seemed to be having a weight which was directly disposing on Arslan's heart making it heavier.
"You are right. I shouldn't cower back now. I lover her and i will confess it to her there is no other way!" Aaban said determinedly.
Arslan felt he cannot breath,his lungs constricted and breathing became shallower. He grasp the wall beside him to support his weight. He anyhow managed to come in to his room but his mind was stuck on Aaban's conversation. He immediately went in to shower opening the knob he felt splash of cold water on his head and body.
Instead of making it numb,the cold water provided him much needed relaxation. After standing under the shower for few minutes,he came out of his en-suite in dripping wet clothes.
He changed in to another pair of clothes after drying him self. He sat down on his bed thinking about everything.
He came on conclusion that it doesn't matter if Aaban loves her,what matters is Aaliya's feelings.What if Aaliya don't have feelings for Aaban? What if Aaliya doesn't have feelings for Arslan?Decision should be Aaliya's,if he accepts his love than he would be on the cloud nine but if she doesn't he would live with her memories only.
He again started searching for Aaliya everywhere in the mansion but the only change was that the stupid grin was replaced by a frown on his face and anxiety in his heart.
He again came to check on terrace,with heavy steps he opened the door of terrace and his all nightmares seemed to be come true as what he witnessed snatched the floor from his feet.
Aaban was standing up from his kneeling position With a ring in his finger and in front of him was over enthusiastic Aaliya who was jumping up and down in her excitement continually giggling.
"Are you really sure?" Aaliya asked with a big smile plastered on her face.
Aaban nodded at her confidently mirroring her expressions on his own face,Aaliya hugged him tightly which he reciprocated and twirled her in air while she giggled at him.
"I love you,i love you,i love you! I am so happy." She was still jumping in excitement,in his embrace.
"I love you too." He said with genuine smile and kissed her temple in admiration and love.
"Thank god,you confessed it by yourself otherwise i was gonna do it by myself!" She again giggled coming out from his embrace when he made her wear ring.
Arslan couldn't take it anymore,he gave a teary sad smile to the duo and left to his room once again.
After finally coming in to his room,his legs gave up as he fell on his knees he let out a scream of pain and agony which he felt. The pain which he felt was equivalent to the physical pain or may be more than that.
His chest was having burning sensation,he was continuously rubbing his chest to ease out the burning but it was not getting less. His tears were flowing out from his eyes without any barrier,his loud sobs were evidence of agonizing pain he was feeling.
After screaming out on the top of the lungs,his throat felt parched as if he hasn't drink water from a long time but he couldn't care less,his breathing became slower,he couldn't breath due to his heart wrenching sobs.
He limped towards his bedside table and ran his hand to grasp something,his medicines came to his hands not caring to see what medicines they were,he gulped it down with a glass of water and fell on bed,in no time his eyes felt heavy and he slipped into black abyss.
Flashback ends.
Even today when he rewinds that scene,he can feel the same agonizing pain,same burning sensation arises into his chest but now he knows how to deal with it.
The love he felt for her when he realised his feelings were no where close to what he feels now,distance only made his feelings intense with every passing days.
When he left India,he was broken and not knowing what to do? How to express his emotions? In all these he forget to open up His emotions to anyone resulting into clogged up emotions and anger issues.
He had gotten some real anger issues for which he had to consult counselor,his clogged up emotions not helping him to come out from his shattered state.
He busied himself with immense work pressure to avoid any unnecessary thoughts,he used to work twenty hours a day which was very harmful for his body as when he was engrossed in his work he would just run on caffeine not having proper meals.
That Resulted into most awaited sickness,that was the time Rehaan was with him. He came in his life like real friend and made him cope up with the situation. He knew something serious was bothering him but never raised a question.
He slowly but steadily got in his schedule which was given by his doctors,he was advised to have full eight hours sleep and proper meals on time. But again question was same Sleep.
He was again prescribed with sleeping pills which helped him a lot once again.
Remembering everything was very tough for Arslan but every time he reminds him self happy face of Aaliya and just like that once again he put ointment of her smiling face on his burning bleeding heart,which was scattered in millions of pieces but still screaming for only one name which consists the power to reunite every tiny part of his shattered heart and hold it together.
He took his sleeping pills like everyday from the bottle and welcomed dreamless sleep with open arms.
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