“Tum jiyo, ya to maro, I don’t care”
Shaurya feels restless as those words keep replaying in his head. He has been driving alone through the streets all night, frantically searching for the person to whom he said those words. He showed the photograph from his phone to every passerby and asked if they have seen the woman in the picture. A picture where she looks so happy, a little cherub with a mischievous smile leaning over her shoulders. Who knows how long that picture has stayed in his phone. Did he take it just now from his father’s collection? Or did he have it from long before, unbeknownst to everyone.
All of a sudden he gets a call, informing him of a corpse that has been found. He has to go there for identification as he is the missing person’s immediate kin. He could not believe his ears. “No, this cannot happen”, his entire existence cried out in denial. He drove to the location, bracing himself for the worst. As he stood there, waiting for the corpse to be uncovered, he felt his strength giving up. It took all his courage to keep his consciousness fixed on the visage before him. Oh, the relief he felt when he realised it was not Aastha Sabharwal.
Anokhi was standing beside him. She was not prepared to see her Aastha mam’s dead body. She kept looking away as they removed the cloth. Shaurya touched her softly after assuring himself. She could not control her emotions and laid her head on his chest to calm herself down. He too was in need of a human touch. He stood quietly and let her emotions seep into him.
Soon his father arrived, like a broken man. Shaurya informed him that it was not Aastha's body. He has seen his father being reduced to a mere shadow of his former self when she left 25 years ago. He has seen him pining for the woman all these years, whiling away his time in a drunken stupor. He has seen him getting a fresh lease of life with one call from her. Today when she has gone missing, Shaan is breaking down again. Shaurya offers him his shoulders to cry on. He assures his father that he is there for him. He will help find his father’s Noor, the light of his life.
Aastha Sabharwal, she was so many things to so many people. But who was she to him? The woman who gave birth to him, but threw him out of her life when he was not even old enough to fathom what was happening around him. And now, after 25 years she comes back, only to shake up his world. To negate all that he held to be true. How could he allow her to do that? He had to stop her. Therefore those words came out of his mouth. The words he had been ruing ever since he let them out. She was flinching in agony from her injury. He could see that and yet he hurt her with his ruthless words. How could he be so insensitive? Did she take them to heart? What is he going to do if anything were to happen to her?
Shaurya feels guilty today, but this guilt is not enough to heal the wounds of the past. Aastha’s explanations will not suffice. 25 years is too long a time. She has been absent in the most crucial years. Nothing can change that fact. Things are never going to be the same again. Shaan and Aastha both have to earn their place back in his life. Ending this on a hopeful note that a time will come when Shaurya will get to see that his parents can and will put him before everything else.
