Chapter 7

Shiv opened his bride's veil expecting to find a pair of hazel brown orbs staring at him with disgust but all he found was a pair of sea green orbs looking at him with shock written all over her face.

He exclaimed dumbfounded, "ALIYA??!!!???!!! "

This was unexpected.....

Even though Shiv could handle his emmotions aliya couldn't she simply couldn't get hold of her emmotions... ....

I mean common how does it feel when you see your castle of dreams, passion, fantasies and stories build over years collaspe in the blink of an eye?

Aliya was going through the same and yet with a quivering voice she asked Shiv, "Shiv you here? I mean how? Where is sammeer? Please tell me that this all is a joke... Please... "

Shiv didn't know what to speak...

And that moment he realized that he had lost...

Lost the battle of love, of life...

Understanding that love only sided with those who were destined to be together and not with them who had done everything in love....

He was,broken, shattered....

       

"zindagi ne yeh kaisi mor pe lake khara kar diya, ishq ussi se karwaya, jo kissi aur ke liye jeeta...."

Aliya meanwhile still couldn't accept the fact that she was married, married off to a guy who loved and had raped her sister, she had just lost the battle, lost her forever to jahnvi....

Slowly the truth dawned upon aliya...

She questioned herself...

"kya saccha pyaar aisa hi hota hain? Kabhi manzil nehi milti hain? Haar baar adhoori reheti hain? Kya haar ek tarfa mohabbat ki kahani unsuni, unkahi, aise hi adhoori rehe jati hain? Kya yeh hi taquat hain pyaar main? "

Both of them were broken, shattered...

they were just not ready to accept the reality...

Look at the irony of fate...

Yeh kya ajeeb khel dekho zindagi ka...

Jisne jisko aapne aap se barkar beintehaan chaha, usko woh nehi Mila...

Aur jisne jisko khud se zyada barkar bepannnah naafraat kiya usne usse pa liya?

Kya yehi hain saccha pyaar?

Jo chahe ke bhi kabhi aapne manzil tak pohouch nehi pati?

This was not love...

This was something much beyond that, this was obsession, this was junooniyaat....

Shiv and alya both understood the play of destiny under which they both had been puppets...

Slowly aliya walked towards the mirror and stood in front of it, she looked at herself and then as if spoke as if in a trance, "am I any less than jahnvi? I am prettier than her, yet sammeer loved her!!! What was there in her that was not or not there in me? Beauty? Talent? Heart? Brain? She was the nerd while I was always the fashionista then why did she win in this race of life and I didn't? Why did she win and I didn't? Why did she get him and I didn't? "

After saying so she saw her reflection looking at the trying to give her the answers that should was searching for, it said to her, "no you are no less than jahnvi, yes you are very pretty but not from inside jahnvi had the most beautiful heart... Something that you lack.... You had everything except for a beautiful heart... She was the nerd yes she was but sammeer saw under facade and explored her, found out that she was a true beauty... She won the race of life are you kidding me aliya? How did she you're planning and plotting made her loose her love, her child, her brother, herself... How is that even fair? This is not love aliya, this is not love.... "

As soon as heard those words she knew that they were right but she was afraid to accept it and then took up the best method to shut it up she threw the nearby lamp at the mirror and the reflection stopped talking...

The lamp broke the mirror into pieces but the words were imprinted deep down in her heart....

Meanwhile Shiv who had heard all this was shocked....

He just realized the depth of aliya's insecurities...

Her fears...

And then as if on the cue his feet started moving on it's own accord and went towards her, he cupped her face in his hands and unknowingly wiped her tears, while aliya stared at him intensely....

She was feeling things that she had never felt even for Shiv....

he held her face and wiped her tears while she looked at him..

it continued...

time swept aside ...

and then as his hands brushed on her cheeks she shivered ...

he tilted her face...

she lifted her face up..

their noses touched..

and then their lips did....

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