My morning alarm buzzed bringing me out from my dreamland. I groaned in frustration while sytuggling to stop it. Most irritating thing in the world MORNING ALARM!! I turned left nd saw my sis still sleeping peacefully without having a tiniest glint of uneasiness. Kumbhkaran kahi ki! Though she looked cute while sleeping, "Morning, chudail" I greeted her while waking her up.

"Morning, haddi" Bhumika wished me in a groggy voice while stucking out her tongue.

Hitting my twinnie with a pillow I ran inside bathroom leaving her on bed shouting after me.

This is how we sisters are... Annoying yet loving.

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After completing my morning business I came out of our room walking towards the kitchen and tiying my hair into a messy bun.

"Morning Aaru!" Arti bua greeted me with her billion dollars smile. "Morning, bubu. Wanna have tea?" I asked her while pouring water in vessel. She nodded, meanwhile Bhumi also came, we all had tea while chit chatting and discussing various topics related to our lives, city, country etc etc.

So that's how my day starts, irritating my sister and with a blissful cup of tea with my loved ones.

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I woke up early like always and made tea and coffee for all. It has become a part of my daily routine now. Whether it is an off day or working one, I wake up first in the house. Call it life after marriage or baby but that's how I am and I have no complaints regarding it.

I gave Samar his favorite green tea and mumma papa their cups of tea. I knocked on Sanam's door to give him his black coffee but he didn't open it. I knew he was sleeping, so I entered inside his room; I was right he was still sleeping. "Good morning, Sanam!" I said chirpily in order to wake him up. I kept his coffee mug on the table beside his bed, "Morning" he said plainly as he woke up with a sad and dull face. His face was dull, eyes were swollen and had turned red. He must have spent his night crying.

"Kab tak uski yaad me apna aisa haal bana kar rakhoge?" I was really frustrated with his Devdaswali Condition. I know he was in deep pain and it is natural too but he just cannot stay in the grief forever. It hurts me and everyone to see him in this situation. Tears started streaming down his eyes. I regretted for sounding harsh on him. I sat beside him resting my hand on his shoulder, "Move on, Sanam" I spoke softly. "You cannot destroy your entire life like this. Do you think seeing you in this state will make her happy? She loved you so much, Sanam. Now it is ur time to payback her. Give her that shy yet bright smile of yours so that her soul can actually rest in peace. Your love didn't end with her, Sanam. She must be in pain too seeing you torturing yourself. Don't do this with yourself ya.."

"It is easy to say but hard to do and accept. I know you are right but it is too difficult for me to move on and how can I just move on, Soumya? Move on from whom? From the girl who taught me what love is? The girl who made my life a living fairytale? How can I just leave her memories and forget her? You know, I can still feel her presence around me, I can feel her fragrance,I can feel her with my each breath! If I try to forget her, it would be as if I'm forgetting to breath. I cannot forget her, Soumya. Never. It is impossible for me." He was completely broken as he expressed his feelings.

Moving on from someone you loved truly is probably one of the hardest things in the world. In these last 6 months Sanam has changed a lot. He lost his smile, his funny behavior, he doesn't crack sanamism anymore. It's like he has forgotten fun completely. His life became lifeless like it lost all it's colours. Peppy and happy songs became too hard for him to sing, he has started singing sad songs more and believe me, now those songs have so much depth and pain in them that they can make any laughing person cry.

Our family has lost its soul. Every day I pray god to bring those gone days back, it is so hard for all of us to see him in this condition. Mumma cries every night, though she doesn't cry in front of anyone but the pain is clear in her eyes and also once I found her sobbing in balcony at midnight. Band is also facing a rough time, everyone is trying their best to help him coming out of depression but he has stopped trying. He didn't want to move on.

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I got ready to leave for my fashion house. Aaru was also leaving for consoling center, TV was on and the song named 'Mai rahu ya na rahu' played. Aaru stopped on her tracks and turned to the screen. I saw her eyes welling up. 'Not again!' I sighed.

Main rahu... Ya na rahu..

Tu mujh me..kahi baki rehna...

Muje neend aye..Jo ankhari..

Tum khwabo me ate rehna...

I turned off TV and stood facing her, "Kya natak laga rakha hai tune? Why do you even listen such songs which reminds you your past? Jab move on kar liya hai then why do you care? Why does it still affect you, Aaru?" I was so damn irritated by now that I couldn't help but scold her.

"Ofc, I have moved on! You know that. Mai to bas.." She paused being , "Mai to bass kya, huh? If you have moved on then what are these tears in ur eyes?" I cut her off nd wiped the drop of tear from her eye. "Shan't hoja Jagdamba!" She joined palms in front me chuckling softly to calm me down. She smiled which didnt reach till her eyes; eyes trying to conceal her pain but failed. I sighed in defeat.

"Are kya choti-choti baaton par jhagad rahe ho!" Arti bua yelled at us from the kitchen. "Ye humara Ishtyle hai bua" we both shouted nd giggled. "Kya hoga tum dono behano ka?" She complained.

"Wahi hoga Jo manjure Arora hoga" we both again sang and heard chuckling.

"Toh chalein?" Aaru asked me and I nodded. "Are ruk.." I grabed her arm before going. "Aise kaise chalein jaye? Vo to kiya hi nhi.." I told. Her lips turned 'O' in shape and nodded her head.

"Hey maa.. Mataji!!" We both did Daya Bhabhi wala step and gave each other a high five and twirled around giggling at our childishness.

Haha.. Yeah that's our weird style of biding each other bye before we leave for our respective works.

We sisters are annoying, crazy, possessive, stupid and what not but we are caring and loving too. We love each other beyond our lives! We can die for each other and also we can kill anyone for each other. Though we never leave a chance to irritate the other one, we can't see tears in anyone's eyes. You might think I'm exaggerating but it's the fact. After our parent's departure it's only Bhumi and Arti bua left in my family whom I could call my family. So we are very protective for each other.

When that song played I couldn't resist myself from listening it. How could I resist myself after all it reminded me of the most precious time of my life that I spent with him.

The most important chapter of my story.

'I am sorry, Aryan.. I can never forgive myself for doing it to you. I know what I did was a sin and I don't deserve any forgiveness for it but I.. I love you.. I still do! I always did..'

I was on my way to the counselling center battling with my brain to stop thinking about him when I saw a familiar face on the opposite side of the road standing beside a car which was I punctured.

Omg!! Soumya di!!

I took a 'U - turn' applied breaks stopping my car in front of hers. I walked out, "Soymya di!!" I almost screamed. She turned her head when she saw me stepping out of my car. She is still as beautiful as she was during our college days. Her hair silky straight and brown, slim figure, glowing skin and well carved amber eyes.

"Oh my god, Aaru!" She was also shocked by seeing me. I hugged her tightly, "How are you?" I asked her in excitement. "I am good! Oh my love how are you?" She asked me. "I'm good too!" I replied happily. I was so happy to see her.

"Kitne saalo baad mil rahi hai yaar tu!" She complained. It must be 6-7 years she completed her college. She was my senior but had always treated me like her younger sister. "Exactly! Ap to hume bhul hi gaye college se jane ke baad.." I said in a childish tone basically complaining. "Shadi me bhi invite nahi kiya!" I continued as my eyes fell on her mangalsutra. She laughed, "Acha ji? Mere college se jane ke baad to ap mujhe almost bhul hi gyi thi. Btw maine invitation bheja tha but your home was locked." She told, her voice getting sadder towards the end. I pout sadly. "Achha.. Vo sab chod..let's go to a coffee shop and talk." She suggested and I agreed.

I drove us to the cafe nearby. While sipping our coffees and chit chatting I saw a glint of tiredness in her eyes. "Di.. Are you fine? I mean you look tired and restless.."

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