Fixing Broken Souls : A Swasan Fanfic (Chapter 2)

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Chapter 1

Hello guys!! Thanks for ur lovely comments on the prvs update. And thank you for reading, all silent readers and my dear friends. Thanks for the lovely support. And yes, you’ll get to see our Rockstar Sanskar soon :) very soon <3

Chapter 2

~~Can't Affect Me ♥♥~~

Swara's pov~~

Life is so unpredictable. One moment you are so happy; you feel like opening your wings and flying high in the sky. And the next moment brings the kind of sadness in your life which brutally pulls you down and smashes you on the ground.

There was a time in my life, when I had dreamt of marrying the person of my choice. The person I was in love with.

But today, I was standing in a place, where I was getting married to someone I didn't love. He was someone I hardly knew, and yet, I agreed to spend the rest of my life with him.

Sanskar was my past. To say I didn't love him, would be a colossal understatement. But I had also seen the painful results of loving him. It had left a huge scar on my heart which wasn't going to heal…not now, not ever.

My feelings for him were buried somewhere deep down inside my heart. All that I felt for him now, was "hatred".

Since I couldn't change my past, I had decided to cope up with my present and future. I moved on.

I sat down in my cabin, staring at the name plate engraved and kept on the table in front of me.

'Dr. Swara Gadodia.'

It read.

I was successful in achieving what I wanted. What my family wanted. In the last three years, I could see, that I had come a long way. From a confused, silly teenager, I was now an independent working woman. Indeed, I was happy with those achievements of mine.

I was snapped out of my thoughts with a knock on the door. The receptionist walked in.

"Dr. Swara, a patient is here to see you." She informed. I looked at the watch which showed the off timing of 11:30. The clinic shuts down at 10.

"Patient? At this time?" I asked.

"Yes ma'am. He says its an emergency. Probably a case of life and death." She said.

I sighed. What kind of patient is he? But being a doctor, it was my duty to treat him. We doctors take a 'Hippocratic oath', by which we are bound to treat a patient come what may.

"Alright. Send him in." I said. She nodded and went back.

Not even a couple of minutes had passed, when I heard a knock again.

"Come in." I said.

The door opened, revealing a familiar face. I sighed as he popped his head inside with a very smile on his face.

That was Shaurya…

"Hi." He said coming in.

"Shaurya? What is this? Are you ill?" I asked, worried. He took a seat on one of those chairs in front of me.

"All you doctors are the same." He muttered. I mouthed a "what", loud enough for him to hear.

"What? I'm sick. Won't you treat me?" He asked. Well, he looked more than fine to me.

"And what exactly is wrong with you?" I asked.

"I think I'm in love…" He said, leaning back on the chair. I expected him to give some silly answer like this. And hence, I just smiled and didn't give much thoughts to his talks.

"Won't you ask me who the girl is?" He asked, after receiving a few moments of silence from me.

"Who?" I asked innocently, while cleaning up the desk.

"You." He said. The corners of his lips turned upward as he flashed a smile any girl could die for. Unfortunately, I wasn't one of those girls.

"Good for you." I replied. He sighed and got up, placing his hands on the desk. He leaned in and our faces were inches apart from each other. I felt very uncomfortable.

"Hmm. So tell me, is there any cure for this 'lovaria'?" He asked. I hesitantly took a few steps back, making sure he wouldn't notice it.

"There is. We're getting married. What more do you want? I'm thinking, you'll be cured with a month or two." I said.

His lips pursed into a thin line. "True. But at least say you love me…once?" He pleaded with those puppy dog eyes. For a moment, they reminded me of Sanskar.

I quickly brushed aside the thoughts of him, and concentrated more on the man in front of me. I smiled.

"I…." I started.

"Mhmmmmm… You are getting there…" He said mimicking the same slow tone.

"Love…"

"Ahaaaan…"

"U…sing that new app!" I completed at last and laughed. His expression, changed drastically from excited to dull.

"That was not at all funny." He stated.

"It wasn't meant to be funny. I was really talking about the new app. It's really useful and quite efficient, you know?" I played along.

"Whatever. Chalo now. I'll drop you home. It's pretty late." He said with the most uninterested tone. I grabbed my purse, heading out with him.

***

I flipped through the radio stations, while Shaurya drove.

"So, is your packing done?" He asked.

Of course. The packing! How could I possibly forget. I had to leave for Udaipur the next morning. Shaurya's relatives stayed there, and as per the mutual decision, our wedding was to take place in the city.

"Not yet." I simply replied.

I felt nervous and scared, as the thought of getting married in a couple of weeks crossed my mind. It was going to be one long Indian wedding.

Starting with the cocktail party a day after we arrive, followed by mehndi, sangeet, and finally…the wedding. Even a minor thought of it all made my stomach churn.

"Swara? Earth to, hun? Where do you zone out again and again? I think I should make a film on you – Swara in wonderland." Shaurya said.

I snapped up my head at that sentence. Once, Sanskar had said the exact same thing. I had laughed it off at that time. But this time, I couldn't do so.

"That's not funny." I stated.

"Sorry! Anyway, we've reached. Go up, and take rest. Do the packing tomorrow, okay?" He said, pulling the brakes outside my house.

"Okay." I said.

He sighed. More than like a sigh of relief. "I still can't believe it's actually happening. I can't wait to make you mine." He said.

"Me too." I replied with the replica of the smile he wore. He leaned in and pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back.

I felt…nothing. No happiness, no butterflies, no excitement. It was just me embracing someone. And that someone, was my fiancé.

I wondered whether I was wrong. I could easily see how much Shaurya loved me. How much he cared for me. But unfortunately, I couldn't give him what he deserved.

I couldn't love him the way he loved me. And here; it was not love in exchange of love.

"I love you, Swara. Even though you've never said it till now, I know you love me too. I promise to keep you happy, forever." He whispered in my ear.

I wish Shaurya. I wish I could love you too. . .

But that was just a wish of mine. I could never gather courage to say an "I love you to him". That would've been a lie and wrong.

I pulled back gently. "Good night, Shaurya. Take care." I said and smiled, before getting off and heading home.

***

Locking the door behind me, I took a deep breath. I tried to calm down and make peace with the situation around me. Everything was happening so fast, that I hardly got any time to be comfortable with everything.

I headed straight towards my wardrobe and opened it. I stared at the last little drawer with a lock on it. I took the key from its usual place, which was under my folded clothes, and unlocked the drawer.

It wasn't stuffed like other compartments. Inside laid only those, 33 letters which I had been receiving since past three years. One for each month.

They were written by none other than Sanskar. Changing my number and address hadn't helped. Even though his calls and messages had stopped, these letter kept on showing at my doorstep.

I would be lying, if I say, I hadn't read them. I had read them all. I couldn't throw them away, since they were the only evidence of how badly I was hurt and how my heart was being played with.

A tear slipped down my eye, as I held those letters close to my heart.

"These letters only remind me of you. And every word in this, makes me realize how wrong I was in loving you." I said to myself.

The only reason, Sanskar had my wedding invite, was that, I wanted him to feel the pain I felt, when I saw him with Kavita. More than that, I wanted him to know once and for all, that I wasn't "broken". I was "fixed". And I could be happy without him.

I carried those letters to my purse, and kept them in the side compartment safely.

That day and every other day, I lived without Sanskar, I had vowed to myself, that I would never let his presence affect me. . .

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Next chapter : Convinced.

A long enough chapter. How was Shaurya? Swara is trying to move on. But lets see if it happens for real. If her vow happens for real. If she can handle Sanskar when he's near her.
Do you want the Swasan confrontation soon? Just lemme know if you want so, I'll update it in a couple of chapters I guess.

Okay maybe I want you all comment and tell me about two things.

1. Regarding Swasan confrontation. Do you want it soon x x ?

2 . How is the story? Do you like it and want it to be continued x x ?

I'm sorry for no Sanskar here. Tomorrow we'll have his POV and her POV both.

Thanks for reading!!

Fixing Broken Souls : A Swasan Fanfic (Chapter 2)

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Fixing Broken Souls : A Swasan Fanfic (Chapter 2)

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