ZINDAGI KYA KEHTI HAI

Chap 1

One month later.....

Sanskar was standing in his balcony looking at the view from there. His leg was fine. His body, though healed physically, was still weak. He suddenly felt a hand over his shoulder. He could sense who it was!

"Laksh! Just leave from here! I want to be alone!" Sanskar was angry. He did not want anybody to step in his isolation. He was feeling empty. He was scared of his lonliness but did not want this lonliness to end.

Laksh made him turn towards him forcefully.
"I am not going to leave you. We are going downstairs for dinner"
Sanskar tried to say something but the urge in his brother's eye made him stop himself. He just nodded.
Laksh patted his cheeks. "Go wash your face. I am here waiting for you"

Laksh took a look at sanskar's room. It was dark. No lights were lit. Every curtain was dropped. But it was still better than his apartment from where he jumped. It was sanskar's decision to live alone. He did not want to live with his mother and father. And who practically wants to live with a mother who curses her own son day and night. But what was the fault of his father! Sanskar always misunderstood his care and descipline for hate. Lack of love, this forced the beautiful mind of his 29 year old brother to become depressed.

"Let's go laksh!"
Sanskar was standing in front of him. Laksh took a look at him. His beard was unkempt. His hair were unkempt. His eyes had dark circles beneath them. His lips had turned almost black due to excessive smoking for past 10 years.

Laksh took a deep breathe and held sanskar by his shoulder but sanskar shrugged him off.
"I am fine" Sanskar said with all the coldness of this world. The one who did not get the love from his parents, could not accept any kind of love now. He knew laksh was there for him, his ram chachu and sujata chachi were there for him but still, he craved for his mother's love.

His mother, Mrs. Annapoorna Maheshwari, brilliant actress of her time, could not bear sujata, a simple homemaker to be of her class. Whenever sanskar went to meet sujata, annapoorna akways created a scene. He was too little to understand all this, but he felt guilty. He always thought that he was the reason because of which his mother scolds his chachi. A little bundle of trouble, i wish i had aborted you.... Annapoorna's constant utter of these words made little sanskar feel unwanted. He isolated himself. He closed his heart. All he knew was he could never be loved.

All these things gave birth to a different sanskar. A superstar with really good acting skills, a womanizer, a casanova, a rich spoilt brat. Girl friends were like clothes for sanskar, sometimes 3 different girls in a single day. But his inner child, his inner child was still looking for someone who could fill his heart with her love.

Thinking about all these, sanskar did not realise that they have reached the dining hall. He looked at the table. Sujata was sitting with a smile on her lips. Annapoorna too was sitting busy taking a selfie and posting it on social media with the caption my family, my everything. Dp was sitting too along with rp. They all smiled seeing him.
"Are sanskar beta, see I have made aloo paratha for you." Sujata's happiness after seeing sanskar having dinner with whole family after a long time, was visible in her voice.

She held his hand and made him sit on the chair beside her. The loving pat on his hair by rp melted something inside him. His eyes begin to shade tears. He did not know why, but he wanted to cry badly then and there. He could not stop himself and let his emotions flow. He started sobbing badly.

People present there were tensed. They did not know why he was crying but seeing him like this made everyone cry too.
"Sanskar! Bete what happened?" Rp's tension was evident.
"Beta! Listen, tell me how you feel! I am here!" Sujata was worrying for her beloved.
"As if he will tell you. Crying crying everytime. I am fed up of all this. Since last month, i am seeing him like this. Oh god, i will get dark circles if i stress too much" Noone can imagine a mother like annapoorna.