ANJALI’S SWASAN OS- You just need to have a little faith


SWASAN OS : You just need to have a little faith!
Well, Anjali here!! WARNING : VERY LONG ONE SHOT!!!!
Heyy everyone, I know you all are expecting Mr Maheshwari and I soon… But I just got this idea for an OS from my best friend and I had to pen it down… Hope you like it…
It’s my very first OS… And I’m really nervous… But let’s see.. 🙂
She found him inside a telephone booth, a somewhat rare relic in a place where cell phones were the norm. But she never realised that this was the man she was waiting for, her whole life. Instead, she thought him a hobo waiting rudely in the booth instead of allowing her to make an emergency phone call to the mechanic as her car had unexpectedly died in the middle of the road. Also, her stupid cell phone had died leaving her helpless.
Yes, her day was turning out to be perfect!
She had walked a few blocks before her eye spotted the first and probably only telephone booth for miles around. She waited politely for a few minutes outside the booth before realising that the man inside wasn’t even using the damn phone. He was staring at it…. hungrily and intensely?
God! If that person was a hobo, He was a crazy one. She knocked on the door a few times, before the man noticed. He slowly slid the window attached to the door and peered at her.
Man : Yes?
Woman : May I please use the phone for a few minutes please? I really need to make an emergency call.
He stared at her for a few minutes before replying with a ” No, I’m sorry! ” and closed the window again.
She stared flabbergasted at the man’s rudeness. The damn guy was doing nothing but staring at the telephone but still he wouldn’t allow her? If this had been any other day, she would have given up and just walked around until she found another one, but that day she was tired, cold and that man was being a b***h. So she determinedly knocked on the door once more.
He poked his head out again, and she looked at him dumbstruck as he shot her an irritated look.
Man : Can’t you see I’m busy? What is it?
She glared back. Gods, This man was irritating.
Woman : Yes… I can see that! Staring at that telephone… (she took a breath ) Listen… Am sorry, But can I please make a call.. For just a teensy weensy minute? And then you can stare at it all you want…
A smirk formed on his face, his eyebrows raised. She finally got a good look at him. Short black hair with deep brown eyes, proving a devastating combination. Added to that, his perfectly symmetrical jaw structure. Well, If he was a hobo, He was certainly an attractive one. It suddenly struck her that he was an Indian. Why this was significant, she didn’t know. But it was.
Man : Look! I am waiting for a very important call that may change my life, So please… Go somewhere else.
She stared at him as he closed the door again. That was it…. She was not going to let this rude and crazy man win. She began banging the door until he finally opened the entire door this time. He retorted with a furious ” What the hell” while she nimbly stepped inside the small booth.
Woman : Just let me use this damn phone. It is cold and my car broke down. I have to get it fixed.
She began pushing him out the door, though he tried to resist.
Man : You are freakishly strong… Especially for a woman.
Woman : So s*xist of you.
Man : I really cannot allow you to use it… I need to wait for the phone call.
Woman : Seriously, If you had allowed me to call the first time, We wouldn’t be having this conversation.
As they both struggled to grab the phone in the tiny booth, all the while arguing, Finally one last tug from her found them both on the ground, him on top of her. They groaned in pain as she muttered, ” Todayis turning out to be one perfect b*t*h of a day ”
Man : You’re telling me!
They slowly got up and brushed the dirt off the clothes. As they continued arguing, outside this time, A plump man quickly entered the booth and took the phone, leaving them both shocked and annoyed. They tried convincing the man to come out but the plump man just shrugged.
Woman : (in bengali) This is just perfect… (in english, close to tears) Now how am I going to get my car fixed?
Man (his eyes twinkling) : Hey, A fellow Bengali! That’s awesome… And what were you telling about getting your car fixed? I can probably fix it myself. I know some stuff about cars.
The man was Sanskaar and the woman, Swara! Whenever people asked them how those two ever became room mates, He always replied, ” Fate” while she grumbled, ” He didn’t let me use the payphone, acted stupid and am now stuck with him. ”
How they became room mates was another story.
After proving that he wasn’t crazy and that he actually knew some stuff about cars, Sanskaar asked her for a ride and Swara reluctantly agreed. They walked back slowly to the car and he started telling her about his love life. Swara wasn’t interested in the conversation, nor did she try to keep her end of the conversation.
Sanskaar : My girlfriend and I had a fight! She lives here in New York now. She’s been here three months. I was in Kolkata but she didn’t want me to move here with her. But, I finally decided that I couldn’t live without her, So I hopped on a plane, and came here, wanting to surprise her. I left a message for her in this payphone, which is why I was waiting for the return call.
By the time he finished fixing her car, Swara knew almost everything about Sanskaar! How his parents were very annoyed with him for leaving Kolkata and told him never to return. How he had quit his job as a thriving photographer and come here.
Swara said nothing but couldn’t help but think Sanskaar was an idiot. He had disowned his parents and left his job for a girl who didn’t even know he was here.
Sanskaar : Well! Anything for love right?
She looked at his puppy dog face and couldn’t bring herself to tell him her true feelings. So,instead she just nodded and gave a tight smile.
They got into the car and she dropped him in front of his girlfriend’s driveway.
Swara : Well! Good bye then…
Sanskaar : Thanks. Good bye! It was really nice to meet a Bengali in this country.
Sanskaar got down and went inside, just as another couple was coming out, but Swara didn’t linger. She quickly pulled out of the driveway and had gone 2 blocks before she noticed that Sanskaar had left his bag.
Swara : Shit! Stupid man.. He coems to a strange country, doesn’t tell anyone, leaves his family.. This man is crazy. But he has nothing else with him. You better go and give it back, Swara.
She went back to the girlfriend’s place and much to her surprise, Sanskaar was sitting on a porch outside, looking miserable. He saw her and his eyes lit up in recognition, and smiled at her.. One that didn’t reach his eyes.
Sanskaar : She had moved on. 2 months ago… She didn’t care about me at all… Latika has found a new guy, James! What do I do now? I have no place to go… Fate, right?
Swara said nothing… She could just uttered a few sympathetic words and left this man alone for eternity… Swara didn’t make friends with strangers. She was an introvert through and through. She only relied on her instincts and herself alone. Solitude was her only course.
But this time, her instincts were telling her, Even though he seemed crazy, Sanskaar was a genuine person who had just had his heart broken.
And perhaps what Sanskaar uttered was true.. This was fate probably… Which forced her to take the next decision.
Swara (bending down and offering a hand) : You can stay with me for a few days and figure out what you want to do with your life. It’s really cold now. Come on.
She grabbed the bag, which she had deposited on the ground and walked towards the car, thinking that Sanskaar was still on the ground, moping. But when she turned back, she saw he was walking quite energetically towards the car. Only the expression in his eye told that he was hurting. Nothing else.
They drove back in silence. Swara looked at Sanskaar, who was just staring aimlessly out of the windshield. She wondered if she should take him to the doctor. Love screwed people.. She should know. But Sanskaar just took his bagpack and walked with her once she had parked the car, showing no signs of depression or madness.
Well, He was supposed to stay 4 or 5 days. That was Swara’s plan and hope.

He ended up staying 5 years.
Swara lived in a one bedroom apartment that had a hall, closet, kitchen and the room and washroom. She had a couch that served as a pull out bed for guests. She certainly had never expected a permanent room mate.
The first night, Swara couldn’t sleep. She kept thinking that Sanskaar was going to have an emotional breakdown sooner or later and that he was going to go after every female in sight. But the next morning, when she came out of the room, she saw that he was already up.. And instead of looking like a mess, he was clean shaven and groomed neatly. He was cracking an egg and making breakfast, while listening to hindi songs on his laptop.
Swara : You look…. Happy?
Sanskaar handed over a plate of toast and eggs. He smiled at her and began cleaning up the kitchen counter.
Sanskaar : I’m….. coping. I have some nice memories of her and that’s enough… Why dwell on the bad ones?
Swara (incredulously) : Because she cheated on you. You are supposed to hate the female species now. Don’t you want to get drunk and b*t*h about her?
Sanskaar gave her a “You’re crazy look” and stood beside her, eating their breakfasts on the kitchen counter.
Sanskaar : Take it easy Swara! Latika did cheat on me. But it wasn’t entirely her fault. We were having too many problems and I refused to acknowledge it. What’s done is done… There’s still going to be a happy ending out there though.
His optimism made her mad and she scoffed.
Swara : Happy ending? Hah! Such things don’t exist.
Sanskaar scrutinised her long enough for her to feel uncomfortable.
Sanskaar (his voice light and teasing) : Of course they do! Haven’t you seen all those light hearted romedies? Kuch kuch hota hai, Dilwale dulhaniya le jayenge? The proposal….. They always end happily.
Swara shook her head defenselessly. She had nothing to tell this man, though he was the fool here. Life sucked… Ergo.. Happy endings didn’t exist… Love wasn’t such a lovey dovey flowery thing at all.
Swara : Life sucks. You just don’t get your happy ending.
A pause settled between them as they both thought over her words. Finally, Sanskaar turned towards Swara, who had stopped eating and gave her a slight, reassuring smile.
Sanskaar : Happy endings always come. You just need to have a little faith.
He took a spoonful of eggs from her plate and asked her to eat.
Swara didn’t know whether she wanted to throw the plate at him for being so foolish or hope that what he said was true.
4 days later, Sanskaar was still living with Swara! Every morning she came prepared to ask him to leave, but he was always busy – cleaning, dusting, cooking, talking to her, making her jog with him… He was always chit chatting and asking her questions. The normal silence that surrounded her was gone. This should have made her hate him. The was he was so comfortable in her place.
But she couldn’t make herself hate him. Though she wasn’t all sweetness and sunshine either!
Swara : So, are you going to get a job?
She asked Sanskaar who was lying down on the couch watching the soccer game.
Swara : Listen! As long as you’re staying here, I think it’s only fair that we split up the rent in this place. It costs 700$. Since I stay in the bedroom, I’m willing to pay 450$, and you can pay 250$. The rent is cheap becuase I got it from a friend. But, Are you going to get a job? Or are you planning to go back to Kolkata?
Sanskaar switched off the telly and turned towards her.
Sanskaar : I hadn’t really thought about it… But I’m not really interested in going back. Might as well stay here. Life will be an adventure.
Swara : How could you not have a plan? You’re 25! You’re an adult.
Sanskaar : Relax! Do you have a plan?
Swara : I at least, have a job that supports me. I love working at my law firm. You need money to support you. Food, clothes, medicines, other emergencies…
Sanskaar : Chill! I will find a job soon… And I will pay half the rent! Don’t worry..
He strode over to the food cupboard, took out 2 bags of chips and handed one to her. But looking at the way he was gobbling up the food, Swara lost her appetite and handed over the second bag of chips to him, which he happily devoured!
Within the next 2 days, Sanskaar had found himself 2 jobs. One, as a part time photographer for weddings, cocktail parties and other such stuff and the other one as an intern to a photography professor in a magazine.
Sanskaar (smiling) : See! I got a job… You have to give me a treat now. Let’s go celebrate now.
Swara complied, sighing.
Swara was annoyed by Sanskaar in many many ways, but one thing that really irked her was…
She pointed towards the dirty dishes and clothes strewn everywhere in the living room.
Sanskaar (Walking about gaily) : Swara! It’s not my fault that I don’t have any drawers or cupboards to keep my clothes. And besides, It’s only messy. Live a little.. Chuck it.
Swara : Living doesn’t equal making messes. Cleanliness is Godliness!
She threw a couple of his dirty clothes at him. He caught it and let it fall down again. She was ready to murder him by now. He walked closer to her and pointed to a blue shirt that was in between them.
Sanskaar : Tell you what! We’ll have a bet now… If I win, you have to remain messy for a month.. And if I lose, I’ll be the epitome of cleanliness for one month.
Swara grudgingly agreed. They decided to play a game of rummy to decide who won.
Swara (after the game) : Oh God! Damn it… Damn it… blo*dy hell!
Sanskaar (smirking) : Now you have to remain messy for a month. No folding your clothes, no washing dishes immediately, no making your bed.
Swara just shot him a glare.
Swara : I will get you for this.
The next one month was one of the hardest in Swara’s life. She couldn’t fold her washed clothes, he wouldn’t let her clean the living room or make her bed. It was like living in a pig sty.
It was absolute torture. But the next month, They played the same game and this time Sanskaar lost. Finally, Swara relaxed while Sanskaar endured the torture this time.
Time began to pass and 8 months later, Sanskaar finally felt able to go out with another girl, Sadie. He met her in a wedding that he was photographing and she was just the girl for him. Smart, funny and vibrant! Sanskaar was falling in love again.
Swara, though pleased that Sanskaar was finally able to move on was a bit skeptical as to how a person could love. It always ended up in despair, divorce or depression.
And sure enough, When Sanskaar broke up with Sadie a year later, Swara was there to comfort him. Sadie had to go to Germany for her internship and Sanskaar who had already suffered from a long distance relationship found it easier to break all ties.
To comfort Sanskaar, Swara bought coping mechanisms such as his favourite beer, ice cream and snacks. They settled down on the pull out couch watching funny cartoons as they drank themselves into a highly inebriated state, Sanskaar crying about Sadie, singing horrible songs, giggling and falling over each other until Sanskaar asked the question.
Sanskaar : Have you ever loved someone?
He had always wanted to ask that question. Swara was a loner, She never had any friends over… Only acquaintances and that too, very rarely. But never any boys, no dates, nada! She seemed to have no one else besides Sanskaar, himself. Maybe it was because of her past. Sanskaar knew that Swara’s parents were alive but he had never seen a photo of them, nor did she ever talk about them. She spoke a little about her studies and school life. But family was a strict no-no.
Swara immediately stopped giggling once she heard the question. But because of her drunkenness, the barriers slipped and she answered.
Swara : Once… (softly) In college
Sanskaar (Curiously) : What happened?
Swara (letting out a fake giggle as her heart clenched tightly) : He left me, obviously. He found someone else to love. Guess I wasn’t enough.
Sanskaar looked at her as eyes teared up and she tried to hide under a brave mask, that everything was alright. But Sanskaar could see beneath the facade.
Sanskaar (slowly wiping the tear that traced her cheek, whispering) : You can’t believe that!
He came closer and put an arm around her. Swara found herself slipping into his embrace and her heart began to flutter. She straightened up alarmed.
Sanskaar : What?
Swara : Noth…nothing! I’m just sleepy.
She grabbed the bottle of beer from his hand, downed half of it, then returned the bottle to him and went to her room, leaving Sanskaar utterly befuddled as to what had just happened!
Sanskaar made Swara try out many new things. He took her out on walks, jogs, to the park. He made her come out with him as he walked around the neighbourhood, clickinh pictures for his internship. He made her take him to nearby places and far off places, places where they could be just tourists or where he could be a photographer. He showed her how everything could be beautiful.
Saturdays were specially reserved for only them. No phones, no dates, nothing. They did whatever they wanted that day, trips to the zoo, trips to fancy restaurants (when they could afford it), flea markets, around the harbour.
Swara hated these trips at first. Sanskaar had to always force her awake and carry her downstairs until the car where she would start grumbling about how unfair he was. But eventually, she began to enjoy these trips. The enthusiasm Sanskaar brought into the excursion cheered her and she personally loved Sanskaar (not in that manner) while he worked. He was no more silly and annoying. He was focused, determined and passionate.
Sanskaar loved bringing his pictures home.. The wedding cakes, the bride and the groom, the clink of the cocktail glasses, the various guests… All these pictures were developed and showcased on the fridge. He believed that these happy moments deserve a special place of their own, that they promised a more happier future.
He also loved taking random clicks inside the house. The furniture, the messy dishes, SWARA!
The first time he showed Swara a picture he had taken of her, it had ended with him getting an hour long lecture of how intrusive, unfair and wrong that was. Swara hated pictures, She never could bring herself to smile. She always yelled at him when she saw a photo of her.
Once, they both were sitting on the couch, Sanskaar meddling with his camera and Swara, reading some files for work. Suddenly Sanskaar called her.
Sanskaar : Swara! Something is stuck here in the camera. I need your small hands to take it off. Please help me.
Swara sighed, set her files aside and scooted closer to Sanskaar to take a look at the camera. But then, Sanskaar surprised her by putting an arm around her neck and made her look up with him at the camera in the other hand.
Swara (shreiking) : No! Sanskaar!
She tried to shirk away from him, but the big brute was too heavy and strong for her. She put a hand out, blocking the camera from her face.
Sanskaar (pleading) : Come on! all you have to do is smile… Accha sun.. If you pose for this picture, I promise to be clean for a week.
Swara paused.
Swara : One month and no more pictures.
Sanskaar : Two weeks and no more pictures. That’s as far I’m willing to go.
Swara grinned. They had a deal.
Sanskaar (shouting) : That’s it… Keep that face… Ah Perfect.
He brought his cheek and touched her face with it and they took a picture. They framed it after it had been developed and put in above the telly.
Though Sanskaar was a chatterbox and a happy happy guy, His moments with Swara also included silent moments. They didn’t always bicker with each other. Whenever they got up early, both had breakfast silently. A ritual was followed. Sanskaar prepared breakfast while Swara tidied up the house or prepared for her cases. After finishing, she would wash the dishes while he cleared up the stove and wiped the counter.
Other such occasions included when he woke up with a huge hangover because he had indulged in a lot of drinking with his photography buddies. She never yelled at him. Instead he woke up to find her with an aspirin and a herbal remedy for his headache.
Whenever one returned with stress, either work or emotional, the other instinctively knew it and said nothing about it, preferring to bring the favourite beer or ice cream, sitting together and then slowly talking about it.
It was the other’s presence that made them feel better. And even after 5 years, that was the best remedy they had!
Before Sanskaar came in her life, Swara never really cared about holidays and festivals. She had lived alone for almost 4 years now and didn’t really celebrate anything, Hindu festivals or Christian festivals.
But Sanskaar went into a tizzy. He had celebrated all the hindu festivals at home and when he was in London in University, he celebrated the Christian festivals… He grew so homesick the first time Diwali came that Swara found herself looking up recipes for sweets. That morning Sanskaar awoke to find Swara shouting all sorts of words as she hopelessly tried to make jalebis for him. He laughed, took the ladle from her and then proceeded to cook on his own, doing a much better job than her.
That was also the first time Sanskaar realised how much Swara cared for him, though she maintained it was the opposite
The christmas holidays were spent shopping for New Years and Sanskaar took many pictures of Times Square, Rockefeller Center and everything. He even took pictures of Swara who had finally relented and now even posed well for the pictures.
The first New Year’s Eve… Sanskaar presented Swara with a photo.. His favourite from that year.. and Swara handed him a gift that reminded him of home, either Kolkata or London.
During the four years that Sanskaar stayed there, He gradually began to think of New York as home, making friends with others such as Toby, Laksh, Rohan and Mike. Over the years, they came for diwali holidays, movie marathons, random get togethers but one thing didn’t change in the 4 years. Every New Year’s Eve, Swara and Sanskaar spent it together and they exchanged gifts. Sanskaar, always a photograph and Swara, always something to remind of home.
Sanskaar’s presence resulted in Swara opening up more and losing her introvert mannerisms. Before she never used to socialize with her co workers preferring to come home to an empty house despite how lonely that sounded. But now, she went for dinners, casual drinks and spoke more. A lot more. Sanskaar had introduced crazyness in her life, and Swara found herself mentioning Sanskaar more and more to her colleagues.
Any and every topic somehow had Sanskaar introduced between them. But she kept up with the conversation and she soon had many friends at work, resulting in more laughter in her life. Sanskaar also introduced to many new people, usually artists he worked with or whose gallery he had taken her to. She started seeing the world through his eyes and saw not just an ugly, sad life but also a chirpy, colourful wonderful life.
One thing hadn’t changed though. She adamantly refused to go out with anyone. She wasn’t comfortable going on dates and if he ever tried to convince her to go out with someone, he got the cold shoulder.
Swara : Why on Earth do you want me to go out with someone? That too, with a complete stranger… How do you expect me to trust him?
Sanskaar replied as always, with
Sanskaar : Swara! Sometimes, All you need to have is a little faith.
This comment usually infuriated her in the beginning but now it intrigued her. Was it true? She found herself thinking more and more about it…
Sanskaar had changed her…..
But she didn’t realise just how much for the better it was.
Swara had changed Sanskaar as well, though it was harder to see the difference than it was with Swara! You had to perhaps look through the lenses of his camera and focus on the changes in his life.
One had to observe the small things in Sanskaar’s life. After finishing Univerity in London and moving back to Kolkata, Sanskaar’s life had just consisted of unpredictabilities and staying up late. He was very eccentric and could sleep for 3 days straight or not sleep for 4 days at a stretch. He loved roaming with his friends and getting drunk everyday. Sanskaar was a happy go lucky kind of guy and nothing could ever get him down.
But now, though he remained the same optimistic person, Swara’s insecurities with this world brought him from heaven to Earth. As he pushed her to go out and enjoy more, he began to understand her distrust of people. It opened his eyes. That one had to look beyond the rosy cheeks or perfect smile of a person and look inside.
He began to notice people he would never have. People like Swara… The quiet ones, who preferred to sit on a bench and read, the ones who didn’t create a scene in the bars… and he began to appreciate them more.
It was really hard to make Swara open up, but slowly he began to see just how much she cared for others and him. He understood how small acts, such as cooking dinner for him and waiting up late for him to come home, but instead falling asleep on the couch could mean so much. She was such a welcome presence at home.. Always so busy and focused, that he found that he preferred staying home most nights than going out doing nothing.
Staying with Swara made him appreciate life all the more.
As Swara had noticed before, Sanskaar was a devastatingly handsome man and he always had women behind him. After Sadie, Sanskaar dated 2 more somewhat seriously and went out on a number of dates, but these people ended up friends rather than anything else. In the end, he always came home to Swara usually with complaints about the date he had just had.
Everytime he mentioned a new name, It began bothering Swara. She thought it was because of her mistrust of love and how easy it was for people to jump into and out of a relationship. She thought it was the uneasyness that made her feel disappointed with Sanskaar. He was proving to be just like anyone else.
Then came Kavita! And Swara realised that her feelings ran far far deeper than just disappointment.
Sanskaar met Kavita during the 4th year of his stay in New York. HE met her at a cocktail party when Swara couldn’t accompany him over there.
Sanskaar was captivated by the fact there she was a Bengali… The only other one he had met since Swara! Added to that was her soft silky black hair, the perfect arch of her back. In short, Sanskaar felt he had finally found the woman he was waiting for.
That night, he took innumerable pictures of her and after he finished working, walked around with her till the first rays of sunlight appeared.
Swara ended up on the couch that day, worried that Sanskaar had not yet returned and because he hadn’t even called her to tell that he might be late. But she didn’t want to call him and sound like his mom or whatever. When Sanskaar did return, he couldn’t stop gushing excitedly about Kavita. Swara felt really disturbed listening to him but still, she didn’t say anything and just forcedly smiled at him.
Kavita heard about Swara in the first few minutes that she spoke to Sanskaar! He told her all about Swara… How she helped him, what sort of a person she was, how they spent their Saturdays together, how they ate ice cream and waited up for the other.
After dating Kavita for 2 weeks, he finally brought her home to meet Swara! After seeing the two of them, Swara finally began to acknowledge the knot in her heart but she couldn’t quite place the reason for it.. Nor did she want to dwell on it. Instead she put on her usual facade of a smile and spoke to Kavita politely.
Swara (thinking) : Kavita is perfect for Sanskaar… But why do I feel so much pain listening to this?
And so it continued.
About 6 months into the relationship, Kavita became really uneasy with Swara’s position and importance in Sanskaar’s life. Once all of Sanskaar’s friends (names mentioned above), Kavita, Sanskaar and Swara were playing who knows who best. And when it came to Sanskaar.. It was Swara who won hands down. This bothered KAvita a lot. Not to mention the comfort with which those two spoke to each other, understood each other.
Sanskaar seemed to laugh more with Swara, his gaze seemed to linger more on her, how Sanskaar carefully took out the jalapenos in Swara’s slice of pizza because she hated them…
Kavita also began to notice other things… Sanskaar always mentioned Swara at least once or twice in their phone conversations, everytime they met. If they went on a date, Sanskaar would always order one extra dinner for Swara… Or if he sensed that something was wrong with Swara, he immediately left without caring about the person he was leaving behind.
But the thing that bothered Kavita the most was the Saturday trips. Sanskaar never ever compromised on them and never ever spoke to her on saturdays. It was reserved for Swara and Swara alone.
She had never spent a night in Sanskaar’s place because of the small one bedroom apartment. He didn’t even have a room. But Kavita realised, with a sinking feeling, that even though she was the girl friend, It was Swara to whom Sanskaar returned to everyday.
And as she fell more and more with him, She understood that she had to do something. Otherwise she would lose him. So,
Kavita : Sanskaar! Do you love me?
Sanskaar (smiling) : You know, I do babe!
Kavita : Then why don’t we move in together? We have been dating for over a year now.
Sanskaar (surprised) : Why suddenly?
Disappointed with his less than enthusiastic response, Kavita asked, ” Why matlab? It makes sense… That we should move in together now. We love each other. ”
Sanskaar : Yes.. But..
Kavita (softly, caressing his hair) : C’mon! You can move into my place. It will be fun.
Sanskaar (his eyes twinkling) : Well… IT will be nice. Ok babe! As you say…
Kavita hugged him. Yes! Now that Swara won’t be able to get to her Sanskaar.
Swara help the pamphlet in her hand. Sanskaar had just returned home and was removing his shoes. She was damn excited and a bit nervous. It was going to be a huge surprise for him. She stared at the pamphlet again. It showed a cute little apartment with 2 bedrooms and all other comfy amenties without being too expensive.
She thought back to the years with Sanskaar! The first couple of years, she was completely sure that this was a temporary thing and that soon he would leave. Then, she slowly got used to the fact that he was not going to go. So now, She thought that it was time he had his own room.
She strode over to him, ready to hand over the pamphlet when he saw her, smiled widely and lifted her off her feet and swung her around.
Swara (shocked) : Sanskaar?
Sanskaar ( happily ) : Swara! Today I’m very, very happy.
Swara found herself laughing along with him, his cheeriness was infectious. But suddenly, She felt a tinge of fear and stopped.
Swara : Why? Why are you so happy?
Sanskaar : I’m moving in with Kavita!
Swaraa dropped the pamphlet in shock.
Swara : You’re leaving?
Sanskaar’s smile left his face. He was so focused on moving in with Kavita that he hadn’t realised that this wasn’t his house. He would not see Swara everyday. No more waiting up late. No more drinking all night long… SHIT! What had he done?
Swara : You’re leaving?
Sanskaar : Swara…. I
Swara fought back the fear that was dialling up in her heart and hugged him.
Swara : Of course you are leaving. This was anyways supposed to be a temporary thing. Awesome Sanskaar! I’m sure you’ll be very happy with Kavita! Say, Do you mind ordering pizza? I will be right back…
She turned and went inside her room before Sanskaar began with an anguished “Swara…. I”… But Swara was already gone.
He bent down and took the pamphlet that had fallen down and glanced at it. Then he looked at the closed door, his face ashen. He wanted to tell her that he would always be there for her. That he’ll never completely leave, but the words died in his throat. He now realised that he didn’t actually want to move in with Kavita… He had been completely excited for the change in his life, that he didn’t think about his then perfect life.
But most of all, he could feel Swara moving away from him and that feeling nearly killed him. He didn’t understand why it was so intense but this feeling just about broke his heart.
Why he felt that way, he didn’t know… He was scared to explore this feeling.. Scared to find out the truth.
The house was empty. It had been a month since he moved out, and that’s what the house was now. EMPTY… Even when Swara was there, IT felt empty. No irritating chats, no nerve wracking messes, no booze parties, nothing. She dreaded coming to that empty house.
Sanskaar had left over a thousand messages for her… But she didn’t answer back… The messages bagan with all sorts of stuff but they usually ended with… ” Swara… I miss you… Please call back? “.
Swara played each message more than 100 times, if only to listen to his voice and breaking the silence in the house. She wondered why she never called back… The excuses went from ” He needs time with Kavita ” to ” Kavita won’t like it if I call now “. But that’s just what they were. Excuses. Deep down, She knew the real reason was because of the ache in her heart. The fear that she no more thought of him as just “friends”. That he might be something more. That she loved him?
The idea that she loved him made her hate herself. IT reminded her of some events in her life that she didn’t want to ever remember. And that’s why she avoided him, even as she wanted to see him all the more.
It wasn’t working.
Kavita could see it. She could feel it from the very core of her being. Everytime he checked his phone, everytime they saw some sappy comedies, everytime he removed the jalapenos from his pizza reflexively, going through all his old pictures… Everything reminded him of Swara. Even their fridge was adorned with photos of her more than Sanskaar or her….. She didn’t know what to do…
Yes, she had him with her. She thought that would be enough at first… But now?
Sanskaar had had enough. Swara had been silent for one and a half months now. He had to do something. One day after work, instead of going to Kavita’s house, he came home and found the door locked. Not ready to give up, he sat outside and fell asleep. When Swara returned, she was shocked to find a sleeping Sanskaar outside the dorr. She wondered if she should wake him up and invite him inside or if she should just ignore him and move in.
She decided to go in first and then think of what to do. She unlocked the door and made a move to go in, when a hand caught her ankle.
Sanskaar : Kahan ja rahi ho? Don’t you want to talk to me?
Swara said nothing, but walked inside. Sanskaar entered, looked around the room and commented.
Sanskaar : Nothing’s changed…
Swara : You know me. I don’t like change. Even when’s everything has changed….
Sanskaar (holding her shoulders) : How are you, Swara? How have you been?
Swara (not meeting his eyes) : I’m fine.. Am going out quite a bit. A bit quiet here… But I’m learning to live alone.
Sanskaar : Why don’t you return my calls?
Swara : I need to learn how to live alone without you, Sanskaar! I need to learn to live without listening to your voice. It’s hard as it is…. I have to move on…
Sanskaar (sitting on the couch pulling her down as well, sighing) : I know what you mean. It’s hard for me as well. I still think of this place as home… Not that… That’s Kavita’s house.
They sat down that night and spoke of old times, Their fun and stupid times… And it seemed like everything was normal.
The next few weeks, they didn’t meet up. Swara wanted to learn how to live on her own and Sanskaar needed to learn that this wasn’t home anymore.
But, one evening, she met him again…..
His name was Sameer. She hadn’t seen him since the last day of college where he had broken her heart. He had destroyed her belief that love was a permanent and a lovely thing.
She met him in a school. She was there to talk to her client, but she saw him picking his son up. He had got married a mere 3 months after they had broken up. He came up to her and spoke like they had never been anything more than friends. That there had been nothing between them.
Swara was having trouble breathing.. She politely excused herself and left as soon as she could. She drove around aimlessly until she found a bar. She entered it and got exceedingly drunk, trying to remove all the old memories that resurfaced again.
Sanskaar : Yes Kavita! I’m at home… Ok baba… I’ll leave now… and pick you up. Wait… Hold one second, I’m getting another call….. Yes? King’s bar? God! Which one of the guys is it, this time? Toby? Laksh? Wait… What? A girl? Are you sure….. I was first on her speed dial?SWARA? Wait.. I’m coming right now. Don’t worry…. Yes,thank you!!! Kavita… Listen, Take a cab and come home. I have to go somewhere else. Swara needs me.
Kavita : But…
Sanskaar (snapping) : Kavita! I have to go now. Bye…
Swara (happily) : SANSKAAR! You are here.
Sanskaar staggered back at the stale liquor smell that came from her. Whatever it was, that had bothered her, it must have been bad. Swara was not a person to over imbibe herself. She knew it lowered her defenses.
He paid the barman and carried her over his shoulder and put her inside his car.
Swara : You have a car? When did you get a car?
Sanskaar was struggling to put her seat belt, because she couldn’t stay still. He finally succeeded and went to the driver’s side.
Sanskaar : I got it recently Swara! Please say still!
Swara ignored him and began to sing loudly. After what seemed like hours, Sanskaar carried a sleeping Swara and took her inside. He deposited her in front of the couch and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. By the time he returned, she was awake and aimlessly staring at the blank telly.
Sanskaar : You want some water?
Swara : No…. (he sat down next to her and she leaned on him) (softly) I met him again today… Since college.. I met him today..
Sanskaar paused. Swara had always avoided two topics… College and her parents. Now it seemed like she was finally going to talk.
Swara : Sameer! I loved him so so much. We even went out but… But he never loved me… The entire 6 months that we dated, he had had 7 girlfriends besides me at various stages…. And 6 monthhs later, He met her…. Paro.. And I never stood a chance. He broke my heart and now… I met him again.
She put one hand around Sanskaar and hugged him allowing her tears to fall freely. Sanskaar hugged back fiercely. He felt an absurd amount of anger at this Sameer who had hurt Swara!
Swara : Everyone leaves me…. Sameer did… And now, you too…
Sanskaar didn’t know what to say. He had in fact left her, And now she was crying helplessly… Absolutely drunk… What had he done?
Sanskaar : I’m not leaving you…. I will never leave you…
Swara looked up with a sad smile.
Swara : But you will…. You have Kavita… Why do you need me? My parents didn’t need me… Sameer didn’t need me… You don’t need me…. Everyone just poofs away from my life!
Sanskaar : No Swara! No… Happy endings are always there… We just need to have a little faith.
Swara : Faith… Right…
Sanskaar’s phone rang and he saw that it was Kavita. He answered it and got Kavita’s message asking him to come home at once. He cut the call and stayed with Swara… Who needed him more than Kavita! He put aside his thoughts of what was to come later and comforted swara that night… Just as they used, not so long ago.
Later that night, After she fell asleep, Sanskaar picked her up and tucked her in. But Swara didn’t remember that. Nor did she remember the lingering gaze he gave her later. She didn’t remember the slight but tender kiss he gave on her forehead and finally she didn’t remember the expression in his eyes that finally showed his realisation…. About his true feeling for Swara.
Kavita : Do you love me, Sanskaar?
Sanskaar remained quiet and stared at her. She came forward, unshed tears in her eyes.
Kavita : Tell na Sanskaar! Do you love me?
Sanskaar cupped her face and nodded.
Sanskaar : Yes, I do…
Kavita : But?
Sanskaar : Not the way you want me to… Not the way you need me to.
Swara spent the next day calling Sanskaar a million times to thank him for taking care of her last night. But she never managed to reach him. She grew anxious and became worried as to what had happened to him or if she had said something. That night, the doorbell rang and she opened the door to find Sanskaar, with his bags. He also had a pizza in his arms.
Instantly Swara could tell that something big had happened to him. He entered and they began eating the pizza, all the while he spoke about inane stuff like work and her drunkenness. Finally, Swara brought 2 bottles of beer and 2 tubs of ice cream and he began to spill.
Sanskaar : I broke up with her.
Swara was speechless.
Swara : What?
Sanskaar (nodding) : We were having many problems and we finally decided to call it quits.
Swara : But suddenly? Wait….. Was this because of me?
Sanskaar : No Swara! Not because of you… Nothing like that.
He clammed up after that. Swara stared at him. He had never ever kept a secret from her. But now….
Swara : Do you want another beer? We can get drunk, like old times..
Sanskaar (offering her a lopsided smile) : I’d love that…
For acquaintances, Everything seemed normal between Swara and Sanskaar…. They resumed all the stuff they did before. Breakfasting together… work, dinner…But one thing had changed…. He didn’t move in. He stayed with Laksh instead. Gone were the Saturday excursions, the jogs…everything. Before it used to be just the two of them… But now, they never did anything together. Always, a friend joined them… Laksh, Toby or Swara’s friend Ragini… Someone was always there.
Swara was afraid to move back into the past, where it was just the two of them. She could ignore the aching feeling in her heart when they were surrounded by people but it seemed to magnify a thousandfold when they were alone… She couldn’t lessen it… She couldn’t do anything about it. She knew the truth… But she also couldn’t acknowledge it… It would mean the destruction of her friendship, relationship with Sanskaar and she couldn’t bear that.
So, She made sure they were always surrounded by people. Whenever Sanskaar came over without calling first, She quickly called few other people and acted like they were supposed to come beforehand.
But Sanskaar knew the truth. He was slowly becoming frustrated. He wanted to talk to her and snap some sense into her… But another part of him was scared that if he pushed far too much, He might lose her entirely.
And so, he kept mum. He thought he had that much self control… And he did… Until that day..
” I can’t do this! ”
Four simple words…. It sounded easy enough… Certainly anyone could understand. But these four words were attached with grief, tears, self doubt, frustration and self-hatred, that they tore apart Sanskaar’s heart. He couldn’t have waited any longer.
All he wanted was to resume their Saturday trips… Just the two of them and he had spent the whole of last week trying to subtly convince her. But not she had given her reply and it just about killed him. Last week, it was supposed to be just the two of them. But Swara had invited a friend at the last minute and instead of spending time with him, she spoke to the friend.
Well, Sanskaar had had enough.
Sanskaar had stood in front of Swara and asked her to go for a trip with only him for which he had a got a four word reply.
Swara : Sanskaar! Please…What’s wrong? Why are you being like this?
Sanskaar (Raising an eyebrow) : Why are YOU being like this? Why are you going further and further apart?
She looked down.
Sanskaar (quietly) : Swara! Look at me….
She didn’t want to, but his voice compelled her to look at him.
Swara : What do you mean? What am I doing?
Sanskaar : Why are you going away from me? Why can’t you feel this?
Swara : Feel what?
Sanskaar (whispering) : This…
And he kissed her…
It was just a gentle caress at first, meant to only reassure Swara, but soon it increased to a deep meaningful kiss. Sanskaar pulled Swara closer, One hand on her hip, the other ruffling her hair. And when Swara parted her lips, The intensity grew a millionfold. Swara couldn’t have pushed him away at all… Though she knew what she was doing was wrong.
Finally, the voice of reason spoke to her and she pried herself apart.
Swara : We can’t do this!
Sanskaar : Why not?
Swara : Because it will ultimately end with us apart and I can’t bear that.
Sanskaar : We haven’t even started. How can you possibly know that?
Swara : LOOK AT THE WORLD! Everywhere break ups, divorces, friendships torn apart… Can’t you see it?
Sanskaar : Swara! That doesn’t have to be us.
Swara (sarcastically) : No? My parents have divorced and remarried about 4 times now…. They don’t understand what love means. My chachu and chachi are also divorced. My other chachu cheats on his wife… And even you.
She knew she shouldn’t have said that, but she did and his eyes showed how hurt he was.
Sanskaar : Me?
Swara : Latika, Sadie, Kavita… None lasted for more than 2 years. And one day, I might join that list. You will break up with me as well.
Sanskaar : Why do you think I’ll be the one to break up with you?
Swara : Because it’s the truth.
She knew she was being unreasonable. She knew she was being rude. But the fear that she might lose him… Was too damning… And so she ran. (not literally)
Sanskaar : Swara! Take this leap with me… All you need to have is a little faith. Can’t you?
Swara turned away from him and moved a few steps…
Sanskaar (again pleading) : Can’t you?
Swara paused but didn’t answer…
Sanskaar (for the last time) : Can’t you?
Swara : Sanskaar! I can’t do this…
And he left.
She received the invitation by post.
Sanskaar! It had to be….
He was making conversation after 5 months. 5 months of loneliness…
Fear… The fear of losing him later had crippled her that she didn’t realise that she had already lost him. Everyday began and ended with despair.
She had not spoken to him since that day, save one time. They had coincidentally gone to the same restaurant with friends and when Swara saw Sanskaar, she followed him until he spoke to her.
Swara : Samskaar! Won’t you ever talk to me?
Sanskaar : What do you want Swara?
Swara : For us to be friends again… Please..
Sanskaar : That is not possible.. I have no clue how to act around you… We will be friends the day I learn to love you without being in love with you….
And he had left. Again.
She glanced at the invitation now, thrilled with his success… She debated on whether she had to go or not.. But in the end, she decided to go.. She had to support him.
Just then she saw another package that had arrived with the invite. She opened it and found a disposable camera. Curious, she began to surf through the pictures…
It was pictures of her and Sanskaar! On their Saturday trips, photos taken in the house… Everything.. All her memories.. present here..
The final picture was the first one that they had taken together… Where he had forced her to smile and he’d promised to be clean for 2 entire weeks.
It was edited and the text read : FIRST PIC WE TOOK! YOU JUST NEED TO HAVE A LITTLE FAITH.. .
And suddenly she was running… Running towards him… Where he was, she didn’t know… But she had taken the leap of faith and she needed to go to him.
As she ran through the streets of New York, she realised that she finally saw the world the way Sanskaar saw it. Full of colour, grey shades, A wonderful, cheerful world. A happy world which now could include another person… If Sanskaar was ready to forgive her.
She wondered where he would be. She remembered the invitation again and smiled. The exhibit was tomorrow, But surely the preparation would be going on right now. She was sure she could find Sanskaar at the gallery and so she ran there. She entered the premises.
And stopped. She looked around the exhibit. From beginning till the end, It was all pictures of her. There were few of Sanskaar as well and sceneries… But the rest was her. He had taken so many candids of her that she didn’t even know.
And on one end were 5 photos. The same 5 photos which he had given her every New year’s. Her eyes began to moisten. Sanskaar had showed the whole world how much he loved her and she … She wanted to tell him right now. But he wasn’t there….
Suddenly she heard a little grunt behind her…
He wasn’t there… Or was he?
She turned around to see Sanskaar there.
Sanskaar (surprised) : Swara?
Swara (walking tentatively towards him) : Remember when you told there are always happy endings?
Sanskaar nodded.
Swara : Well, I think I’ve found it… You want to know where?
Sanskaar nodded again.
Swara : Hopefully with you… I love you Sanskaar!
Sanskaar’s eyes widened with surprise as a mix of emotions was seen in his eyes. First surprise, then shock, then disbelief and finally, seeing the stark honesty in her eyes, unbridled joy. He stepped forward and engulfed her in a gigantic hug.
Sanskaar : Finally…Finally…. You have no idea just how much I wanted to hear these words from you….. I love you too Swara… I love you! I love you! I love you….
Swara smiled. She put his arms around him and held him tightly. They hugged and hugged, Finally getting their happy ending.
Swara : You want to know how I’m getting my happy ending?
Sanskaar (smiling knowingly) : You had a little faith….
Swara (nodding , smiling) : That’s right! I took a leap of faith. Which you convinced me to take. You were right Sanskaar! Happy endings are possible. All I needed was to have a little faith
Well… That’s it….
Ik it’s too long… It’s not my story… The words are entirely mine… But the idea was told by my friend who has read this in a five shot somewhere..
I’m sorry to make it this long but when my friend told me about this, I went crazy and decided to do a one shot on this….. She helped me with the plot and the idea also isn’t mine….
Only the words are mine. I assure you, I haven’t copied from the original author! But no credit to me…
This is especially for Shani and Anu…..
Shani, because she always wanted me to write a long long OS.. Hope you like it <3 <3
Anu, Well, Because she is my sweety pie little sis!! <3 <3
I haven't written MMAI as yet… I will write only tomorrow… As I have some work today… Actually I had written a chapter.. But it was really bad so i deleted it.
Sorry to make you all wait!!!

Credit to: Anjali

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  1. it was so big so entertaing so nice

    1. Thnxxx kaynat khan…. ????

  2. OMG it took me whole 1 hour to read it.. Anju how many hour u took to type this.. seriously heads off to u.. but by the way.. it’s perfect..(madhury in JDJ) 😉
    really heart touching story.. i m speechless god bless u sis.. love u dear 🙂
    n i don’t know iu read raglak or not buy Lasya said that sree is out of danger.. n took 3 months for full recovery n she is still week dear.. 🙁

    1. 1 hour…. whaaaat??? Now I really have to sit and read it I think….. I didn’t read the whole thing myself…. just stopped in between to review…???

      Lol… this took me almost 8 hours to type….
      From 12 to 5 yesterday afternoon…. and 11 to 2 last night…. I would have submitted then… but my lappy died… and I had no power….

      Anyways… am really glad you loved the story…????
      LOVE YOU!!!!! ??

      Omg….thank you sooo much for news about her… at least she’s ok now…. that’s enough for me…????

  3. Anjai…I’m speechless….I need to hug u drlng..

    This is awesome….what a writing anjali….u know wht when I saw anjali’s swasan os topic..I was like…woww…she fulfilled my wish….as a frnd I request her to write an os and she wrote it…she did it.

    Anjali this is the best os I have ever read..I felt femiliar with the 1part…I mean the phone part…but not the other part…anjali I’m sorry that my vac. Is not soo perfect to give a nice cmnt…but simply it’s awesome…and the length is not at all long…I mean yes it’s a really long one..but when I read it…I didn’t felt bored when I was reading it…the way u explained the emotions for them…woow…’s truely amazing…I was not able to express how I am feeling now…and the them u’ very nice….

    after classes…I came home just now and I was going through this and I passed 2 pages and when I came to the 3rd page here I saw this and imidiately click on the continue button and start reading it…
    Soo I’m sorry I was late to cmnt it…but I know u won’t mind my apologies but I should tell it ryt??..u have metioned my name and I cmnted on it late soo..thatz y

    I don’t have enough words hats off to ur writing drlng..u r sooo talented …keep it up drlng…I wish u all the best ….god bless u…
    U made my day…thankx anjali…I don’t know u belive me or not but I’m soo happy…thankx for making me hapy and for making me smile.

    1. You know I don’t like sorries na….??? but I will not scold you today bcos I’m Soo happy you liked it..
      I would never ever have thought to write an os if it weren’t for u…. so thank you ….. thanks a lot….

      Lol… its not long?? It took me 34 pages in the word doc…. almost twice the size of an average mmai… ??? but I m still glad you loved it…. I remember you telling me you wanted a long long long one… ??? and I couldn’t disappoint u na… I had to sit and write…??

      And ur vocabulary… who said its not good?? Kuch bhi….
      I was waiting for ur comment and now that I finally saw it…. I am super thrilled….?????

      Best os… Idk…. there are too many out there to decide…. but the fact that I made ur day… that’s enough for me…

      LOVE YOU!!!! ???

      1. Heheii…no need to say thank u…
        Keep writing…
        God bless u
        Love u too…

  4. Superb mind blowing awesome marvellous tremendous fabulous amazing… I am searching for words dear.. short of words truly..

    When u told me u r writing an OS I was damm excited.. I knew u’ll rock it with ur writing skill.. same has happened.. hehe.. u nailed it dear.. the one of best One shots I have ever read.. hats off anjali.. today u again proved that u r a God gifted writer..

    sorry..I just read it now.. cz from morning my mood was off.. I didn’t read any ff.. sorry for late. . but I wanted to enjoy it to the am quite fine.. so just read it. nd I saw its length before.. so I sat to read it with a bowl of popcorn… 😛 😛 lol..kidding.. thank ur friend from my side for this concept… how can u write everything so perfectly??? :O :O

    Kp smiling dear.. waiting for mmai.. 🙂 🙂 😀

    1. Awwww…. nats behna!!! ???

      god gifted writer?? Lol… I Srsly don’t know about all that…. I just loved the story when I heard it and I needed to write it down… bas…. ???

      Aww….mood off?? Why baby??? Is everything ok??

      And yuppp I will surely thank her …… ????

      Ill post mmai hopefully tom…. and I don’t write perfectly….. there are sooo many details that I miss out on… but love you for saying that…

      LOVE YOU!!!! ???

  5. Anjali… was a downri8….osm….fab ….fantastic…….n..a big_____________u can fill d blank with d worlds most elegant appreciative word…..coz ur writing was damn truely gr8…..???
    N thanks 2 ur frnd 4 d idea……without which u wont hav tried 2 write a os any soon…..????
    N wat a plot….it was like watchinga superb movie with all much optimestic hero….n an introvrd heroine…at d begining of cors…..???
    Bt yaar even though it was a lengthy ff … was worth reading it…..
    Lots n lots of love….???hugs….
    Give d half of hugs 2 ur frnd too….???
    Tc buddy

    1. Awww….thnxxx dev….. yuppp I will surely thank her for telling me such a wonderful story….

      Movie?? ??? really?? Idk…. lol… ???

      But Soo sweet of you….???

      Hawww…. I have to give half the hugs to her?? ??? can’t I give quarter??? I want the hugs…..??

      How’s ur injury now??? Pls tc of yourself… ???

      1. Hey ….its an strict ordr 2 giv jer half d hugs…..???kidding….giv quatr too iwont mind……??
        N i got well d 2nd dae of injuring myself….n im going 2 colg 2de 4 meeting a person… im leeving hom at 7 30…..n a bike ride…..with frnds….whil returnin back????
        So love u lots ….

  6. awesome anji….loved it

    1. Thnxxx angel…. ???

  7. Just loved the os

    1. Thnxxx sheeba!!! ???

  8. Anju..yar after this I am pretty sure you are prepared to write a book..
    I really lived the story and the way u managed to write such a long chap. Is indeed a thing to be praised..
    Love you a lot sissy..plz keep writing such os.. And eagerly waiting for.. Mmai..

    1. Richa… lol…. I have absolutely no inspiration for a book right now…. am stuck in exam tension…????

      Am glad you loved it….???? I will certainly try to write more like this….

      And mmai…. hopefully tomorrow…???

      LOCE YOU TOOO ????

  9. superb….. 😉 🙂

    1. Thnxxx shreyanshi….. ????

  10. Hey Anjali!!!!!! This is the first time ever I’m commenting on ur work! I am a silent reader till now…But not anymore….. ? I’m so grateful to u for whatever happened today…I had to thank u…I want to hug u right now.. ♥ ?

    Even Without ur knowledge U filled me with a ray of hope! And yes now I have a little faith and hope that I will get my friend back!
    I know u r clueless about what I’m talking right now…I will clear it..But before that I need to truly tell u something…

    I’m a fan of ur writing…The way u write things( in an organized manner), express emotions, portray characters, ur vocab…everything is fab…more than perfect!!!…I just love ur writings…Sometimes I even tend to compare u with my favourite author Rick Riordan…He is marvellous in portraying the splendid world of demigods and U r marvellous in portraying the splendid world of the characters in ur ff…that’s the only difference I can see…I thoroughly admire ur MMAI fiction…It is beyond words for me when I see u explaining the emotions flowing in their hearts…Love u so much!!

    I want to tell u what happened today…I’m sorry for killing ur time…But please read it…I want u to know…I want u to know that U R capable of motivating ppl and inspiring them with ur writings..

    Today I was just going through the pages of TU and I found this OS…And mostly importantly it was ur OS…Anjali’s OS ? I couldn’t stop myself from reading this… Yeah it was quite long but it was needed…I’m at loss of words when I finished it…I didn’t know what to tell at the end..I immediately called up my friend.. I wanted her to read this(I have a reason behind it) But there is a problem…whenever I tell her to do something seriously, she never does that… ? what to friends harkatein ? she thinks that I’m playing a prank… I thought about it a lot and finally promised myself that I will make her read this by hook or crook ?
    I called her and in between the casual talks I told about this story and I sounded normal though I was excited like hell ? because only then she would believe me 😛 I told her story in bits and intentionally cut it off in middle ( knowing all about her curiosity levels) by saying that I had work and will talk later..That intrigued her as expected 😛 She pleaded me to continue or tell the climax atleast…and I very cleverly told her ‘as that is a one shot u can read it urself and I’m gonna send the link’ *no response from her* ‘is that okay?’ I asked her doubtfully…The answer was a positive and It took everything in me to control myself from shouting a ‘hurrayyy’ at that moment.. ?

    My expectation was she would read it…would be overwhelmed with many emotions and then call me up to share those…and at the end I can talk with her and I can succeed in changing her mindset…ufff…This was my plan which she was unaware of… But life never goes according to our expectations and plans ? and today I got an other proof for it.. ? The most unexpected thing for me happened after that…I’m gonna tell it in my next comment…I think this one is too long by now…And I can’t bear if it gets deleted…Nooo!!! It’s so tough to type all this and now I wonder how could u type that long story! ? U r great duh!

    1. The thing I expected was a call from her but no I didn’t get it…I waited and waited…But still no..I was worried for her…because of all that she has gone through and her situations at her home made me even more worried…I started calling her *no response* At that moment I heard a knock on the door and I was expecting it to be my mom and wondered that from when she started to learn to knock and come in… ? ‘What do u want maa?’ I shouted at top of my voice so that she could hear it…And suddenly somebody opened the door and barged in…I was shocked to see that person…It was HER! My friend! I didn’t expect her to be here at this moment…because she never steps out of her house until and unless I force her…She doesn’t even visit my place until I threaten her or do something…I was too shocked to react…She suddenly came and pulled me into a tight hug and cried miserably…And yes I know the reason behind those tears…HER LONELINESS… She has everything in her life yet she doesn’t have anything…This is what she feels and it is right in her POV… Everybody is around her but yet nobody who could understand her…Her parents never really cared for her…They weren’t a support to her anytime…And I can say from all that I saw her parents’ attitude was not correct towards their child…She was left all alone…She never shared anything with anybody…She never had any exposure to this world until she joined her college and became my classmate..She was timid…under estimated herself…felt inferior than others..and depressed all the time..I could see the emptiness in her eyes…I tried many ways to bring her out and make her open up…When I thought I was being successful there came my stupid classmates…stupid is a small word to use against them…but after their betrayal she lost herself completely…she was broken…she was about to take a stupid decision knowing which I was hell scared! Their parents don’t know about this still..I kept it a secret.. Her mom doesn’t even pay a heed to know how her daughter is or what she is going through…all they bother about is their prestige and name in society…but not their daughter’s happiness…God!!! I’m helpless…Please do something for better..I prayed many a times…But what can I do…I can’t be with her 24*7 though I tried whenever possible to cheer her up and change her mindset…To make her optimistic…but most of the times I failed though….But not today!!! 😀 I’m successful today…yes anjali!!! and u r the reason…In this OS I could only see my friend in place of swara…She was all alone in her life till now…no friends no family (though they r physically present with her)…If I just say these sentences to her ‘You just need to have a little faith’ or ‘Happy endings are possible..believe in them’ or ‘Try to enjoy life dear’ there wouldn’t be much effect on her….seriously she would listen to them but not a drastic change like this would have occurred…After reading this I can say her mindset was changed drastically…Yes! I could see that…She may take some time to be perfectly alright! But she will be one day!! She is coming out of her shell…I could see it…
      Now she is believing in happy ending..And u r the reason…Though it is a story…ur portrayal of it made her believe it as true….Now she loves u soooo much….that she is ready to leave me too… ☹ ?okay! no drama now.. ? I just hugged her like that until all her sobs died down and she became normal…After that she didn’t say a word just waved me off and went to meet my mom.. ?? what did I just see? She teasing me!!? THAT was something unusal… ? And thanks anjali…thank u so much…Unknowingly u healed a person with ur writing…u know? U give a lot of happiness to ppl…Today I saw see a bright smile on her face and probably that was the brightest smile she ever had till now on her face…I appreciate ur work heartfully…And from now on I’m going to be a regular commenter… 😛 sometimes I sit in awe seeing ur work!! I mean how can u write like that…..U r very talented yaar!! Love you dear!! ?♥ 🙂

      1. Sorry for any typos! 🙁

      2. Once she told me that she didn’t have any reason to live…I didn’t know what to to console her…I used to say her if u don’t have any then u become the reason for others’ life…I kept saying this whenever she lost hope…but now I don’t think I need to say this anymore to her…May be she doesn’t have a reason to live now but she has got the little faith that she would get a reason soon…thank u so much anjali for portraying it so well!!! I’m the happiest person now…I’m going to get my friend back!! See because of this happiness I’m not even able to sleep.. ??

    2. Heyyy naina…. wow…. when I saw ur comment the first one… I was like WHAAAT??? ???…

      Why is she thanking me like that….

      Then I continued reading… and when you compared me to rick riordan, I nearly died… ?????

      That sentence was soooo ???
      And pls don’t call urself my fan… ur a friend…???

      I’m really glad you read mmai as well…. ???

      Lol… how I type such long chapters… I have no idea… ??? this took me 8 hours to type….lol…. but I didn’t really feel my arms hurting while typing…. only after I finished…???


      With what you’ve written, she must be really miserable….. I’ve heard of people like her…. but to actually know one…. that must be terrible….

      If my os really helped her, then I’m thrilled right now…. this was to entertain people but the fact that it inspires and helps people…. I really didn’t expect that…. so THANK YOU for making my day today…???.

      I still hope and pray for your friend to come out of all that trauma and become a happy normal girl….???

      And she’s really really lucky to have a friend like you… who cares so much about her…. and now you’re my friend too. YAYYY ????????

      Am really looking forward to talking more with you…. love you too!!!????

      1. I love Percy Jackson so much!!! And of course Varun kapoor ?? ???

        And thank u so much for calling me ur friend!! I love to have an awesome friend like u..!!!!! Love u loads dear ❤❤?

      2. Hey hey hey…
        Percy’s mine….???

        I cannot have vk… but I won’t let anyone else have percy ???

        And I don’t meant logan lerman…. percy as he is meant to be… the naughty silly introvert.

        He’s mine.

      3. ????
        I won’t snatch him.. Don’t worry.. ????

        He is all yours! ?

  11. I’m speechless. It took me time to stop crying n comment. I always wonder from where u get dat much intensity in each of ur ffs. Oh god, i’m still have tears.

    I was a silent reader. Something in me always made me hesitate to comment. But u r d one who pushed me to comment dear. I’m a fan of ur ffs. U r an incredible writer!

    Coming to dis os, it was AWESOME! It somehow reminded me of ep36 of Mr. Maheshwari and I. Love you dear!

    1. You cried?? ??
      Ohh.. im so sorry I made you cry…??

      I’m really glad you commented vyshu…. I have a new friend now…???

      Intensity… Lol.. Idk…. and pls don’t call urself my fan… friend sounds better….??

      Thnxxx ??? epi 36?? Hmmm… that’s the one with the moms right…. I see….


      1. Its okay….i don’t mind crying for swasan? Yeah….dat mom’s epi……Dear,it was very emotional….

        And i’m glad to have a new friend!!!☺☺. And our swasan’s rule- no sry no tq between friends….

    1. Thnxxx twinkle…???

  12. Awesome Anjali!! I loved it please post your ff’s soon I really can’t wait!!!!

    1. Thnxxx arohi… long time.. no see..??? will post soon…

  13. awesome dear……..loved it

    1. Thnxxx juan…. ??? glad you loved it…. ??

  14. hy anjali……. again no words jst lovd again….. ????
    I read it on tuesdy tself but i cant to comment on that day…

    when i slect this to read n see this looooong chptr i decided to skip it…… bcoz i am a little bit lazy girl….?? but i cant to do it…. so i decided to go on to ur chptr……
    omg if i skipd it thn it will bcome a big lost to me…….??
    really anjali i fall in love with ur magical writings…. it was just just amazng noo wordssss……. ??????
    just lyk ur MMAI this tooo was iut of reach……..
    n ur frnd who gives u the idea of the story do a great job he/she knows to hndovr their story to whom….
    u jst make the stry awesome by ur writing skilss…..
    the way of saying their lyf events…. emotions… n everythng u make it perfect……. from a carefree n alwys happy sanskar n reservd swara u make a sizzling SwaSan….

    do you know one thing u r one of the main reason of burst out of silent readrs lyk me…
    yes if we read your wrk thn we cant to stay slinet anymore….

    I hve no enough wrdsti say…..
    jst lve it lve it lve it…..

    1. Lol…. no problem aami!!! ??

      Am really happy you got over your laziness and read it…??

      Woow…. ??? glad you loved it sooo much… but yeah, the credit goes to her… if she hadn’t told me I might never have written this…????

      Wow.. the thing about silent readers…. he soooo sweet ????

      Love you!!!! ??

  15. Ok.. I know m Damn late ?

    But it took me nearly an hour to read this.. But it was just soo osm..

    That part when she was not accepting her luv… Was the most painful

    M luving it ?????

    1. Yayy one shot meher is here….????

      Idc about being late or not… an hour…. Srsly???

      After falguni told that… I decided to sit down and read for myself…from the beginning till the end… and it took me 20 mins…??? i was really really surprised…

      Anyways… glad you loved it ??

      Yesss… that part was sad… but happy endings are always there..???

      Thnxx meher…!!! ??

  16. Im sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
    sorry for being sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
    late. I feel like laughing atm. You know na, Im crazy! And seriously, if I would have missed this, I would be the most unluckiest girl in this world x x
    Apart from being a long OS, it was very heart touching the first part phone wala, very familiar. And what should I say. Im officially out of words and adjectives when I have to describe your writing and Virat’s batting. You both are just perfect! And my inspiration x x

    Love you! ???

    1. Lol… Ik exactly how crazy you are… Don’t worry… I’m worse 😛 😛 😛

      Thnxxx sis!!! <3 <3 <3

      Glad u loved it.. And uk i don'tlike sorries.. :/ :/ So not telling it again… ok??

      So sweet of u :* :* :*

      Love you Anu <3 <3 :* :*

  17. Anjali yesterday night itself I read this os… bt didnt cmntd sorry yar… huh… I have a doubt how many hours you took type this OS… 😉 😉 I tk more than a hr to read… insecured swara faithful sanskar… aww…excellent one… I Loved it lot… 🙂 😀 😀 you just nailed it… 🙂 🙂 yep… ALL WE NEED IS LITTLE FAITH… 😉 😉 🙂 🙂

    1. Thank you sooo much Nive!! No problem.. Please don’t tell sorry.. 🙂 🙂

      Lol.. I took 8 hours to finish this! 😛 😛 12- 5 in the afternoon and 11-2 in the night.. 😀 😀

      Glad you loved it..
      With a little faith I managed to finish writing 😉 😉

  18. God it’s so long and soooo amazing… OK I told I won’t talk but this os made me do it…. Now don’t laugh… Lol I’m kidding I can’t stop myself from commenting on yours ff…’s really good and the best was when swara wasn’t willing to accept her love bcoz she doesn’t trust on marriage and love or should say relationships…. Our surroundings have a great impact on our thinking and you showed that perfectly I’m glad she accepted her love….

    I even liked the way you showed sanskar showed his love for swara to the whole world through his passion and photography… Really a bindass work ??

    1. Yayyyy my neha is talking to me….?????

      Awww… so sweet….

      I’m so glad you loved this…???

      Love you!!!! ????

  19. Simply Awesome….I m really speechless…u r a wonderful writer…every bit thing about ur writing is awesome…ur writing ur vocab ur way of explaining emotion…each and every thing…. U r really a hard worker…ur writing show ur passion and efforts…whatever I m saying I really mean it…as I m ur fan from begining….I m a silent reader of mmai…i have read every chapter of that although I found that a bit later u have started to upload it bt the links help me to go through previous chapters…I loved it to the core…ur ff is one of my fav ffs for whom I always wait…and only their title bring a wide smile on my face…that finallly it is here….hehe…really ur work is appreciable and now i m here to comment and i m really sooo sooo sorry that i didnt cmnt on mmai although i read…i hope u will forgive me… Sorry one again…thanks for giving us(SWASANIANS) such a treat by ur ff and os….plss come up with another lots of os…and i want to ask one thing….Can we be friends dii..?? Love uhh…

    1. Another ashu…. ???

      Thank you sooi much for coming and commenting…????

      Ur words are soooo sweet… really…. it makes me feel really good…???

      Am really glad you loved it.. and that you love mmai!!!!

      Pls don’t tell sorry… I’m glad you commented now at least. And the fact that you read it is enough for me..???

      Sure.. will think of more os to write…

      And ofc we can be friends… but if ur older than 15, u can’t call me di… u have to call me anjali…???

  20. Fatarajo(KRPKAB, EDKV n Dehleez fan)

    Anjali u r so talented u don’t know but I m reading ur one shot for the second time

    1. Awww…. thank you sooo much fatarajao…. second time?? Really?? Ur willing to tolerate this?? ???

      But love you for ur awesome words… ?????

  21. OMG superb dear marvellous outstanding it took more than 1 houur for me to read it its simply incredible lush push yr no words in my mind to praise u

    1. Thank you sooo much hadi…???

      Glad you loved it…????

  22. Wow was only word came from my mind i am speechless after reading such an os… Its really well described ..

    1. Thank you soooo much meghs…
      Glad you loved it….?????

  23. Superb no words to describe
    its amazing
    this is the best os I have ever
    the way u explained the emotions for
    them were more than awesome
    HATS OFF to u & to ur writing skills….
    u nailed itt

    1. omg… Was randomly seeing this and was surprised to see a comment after all this time….

      Thnxxxxxx so much Tani!!! Ur really really sweet.. <3 <3 <3

      Glad you loved it!!! 😀 😀

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