The Chaotic Wires of Love **COMPLETE**

Chapter 1 - Haunting Memories

Chapter 1 – Haunting Memories

Arnav's POV

I woke up with a jerk yet again,and I couldn't believe that I had dreamt the same thing again.Off late, almost one night every week without fail, I was literally being haunted by these memories of the past.And not the memories that are recent, these are memories that I had buried deep inside my being eight years ago, and I am totally shocked at my very own mind for shoving them in my face every other night now and then that too in my state of sleep when I am too vulnerable to press a pause on the play of events in my head, until it comes to that one point, that haunts and shakes me everytime, that memory goes through my head and I end up waking up with a jolt , back into the reality that Life is today.

I run a hand through my hair for a brief second, before picking up my phone. It was 545 am, everyone would still be asleep, me and Akshay usually left for our run at 6 10 am, as I still had some time and I was no way going back to sleep again, so I decided to freshen up.A while later,as I step into my personal pool side outside my room, I close my eyes and take a deep breathe trying to figure out why this was happening to me.Over the past couple of months, this had become a regular scene for me every other morning of the week, and I tried to recall what Akshay would always say – "Bhai,people come into your Life for a season, a reason or a Lifetime, and you make these memories and relationships, and then often your paths go different ways,but you move on..eventually learning from your experiences and relationships, but Life moves on, and memories fade away..."

I made a mental note of telling him that what he thinks is totally bullshit.Well to be honest, I kind of didn't find it bullshit until about six months ago, until this strange thing started happening to me and these hidden memories started to haunt me. I closed my mind to them, I literally ordered my brain to stop processing these memories, so then they started haunting me in my dreams.

And it was all about Her.The one I had left far behind in my Life, eight years ago. I knew I had been unfair to her ,she deserved much better, but to my defense I was only 24-25, not at all experienced with any stability in relationships,because I had always believed that having no strings attached made things so much easier, because my focus in Life was always on my education, my career,because I knew the responsibilty that was awaiting to lean on my shoulders,always.As Arun Singh Raizada's only son, born with a platinum spoon(as most people say), I was fully aware that the empire dad has built would need me to step in,and I wanted to be ready in every way for it, to prove it to my family and myself that I deserved to step into dad's shoes, and not just because I was entitled to it. Honestly, I never really gave a damm about what people thought of me, but I cared about what my family felt, and more than that, I really just needed to be satisfied within about what I was doing in terms of my career and my goals.I kind of had this vision for myself that I needed to live up to, and that was what my focus was on for the last thirteen years,ever since I was 19 and left the country to first finish my undergrad in Singapore, gained some work experience there and then went on to the US for my MBA at Harvard.

I had just turned 24 when I started out at Harvard,and I had been in Boston for two months,when I first met her.And just as that thought creeps in, the lock on the gates open,and memories start gushing in,and I sign in despair for I really have no clue on how to deal with this situation,anymore.

And Now that my mind is forcing me to take this walk down the memory lane, I am surprised and shocked to discover that even though this was eight long years ago, the memory still is very fresh in my head.

The first moment I laid my eyes on her, that twinkle in her eyes,the sparkle in her laughter.Before I could control myself, a smile curved my lips,which was crazy I know, but it was also true,she kinda was like that magicdust that sprinkled happiness whereever she went,her name reflected her in every way – Khushi.