Fixing Broken Souls : A Swasan Fanfic (Chapter 4)

Hy all!! Thanks for the lovely comments. Even the silent readers. Love you all! Sorry couldn’t reply to each one of you. Was busy writnf this part and a one shot. And I know you want SwaSan POV for the confrontation so I decided to do that in a different way. In this chapter we have just Sanskar’s POV but in the next chapter you’ll se Swara’s POV about how she felt when she talks to Laksh or thinks about it. I hope u liked this idea. Since what they feel for each other is like the north and south pole at the moment, I can’t write like a bipolar writer. That won’t do justice with anyone’s POV. I hope you get it :)

Chapter : 4

~~Confrontation ♥♥ ~~

Sanskar’s POV~~

My heart was dropping into the pit of my stomach slowly, as the time to confront her was coming closer. Somehow, I couldn’t find courage to do so. But there was no turning back. I was already in Udaipur, standing right outside the huge bungalow which looked more like a Haveli to me.

I had somehow, managed to escape from paparazzi outside the airport; but was trapped among the people who gave me same old star struck looks. It felt like I was again the same Sanskar – who was loved by everyone but her. . .

I was snapped out of my thoughts, as I heard someone call my name from my back. It was Laksh. I remembered him informing me that he was going to arrive a day before I did.

He made his way through the gathering crowd and quickly grabbed my bags. We walked in through the entrance, heaving a sigh of relief.

“Hey buddy! How are you, man?” He asked.

“Good, I guess.” I replied. Of course it was a lie. How could I be good in such a situation? Laksh nodded, understanding.

I looked around myself to see the whole passage decorated beautifully. The huge pillars were wrapped around with a chain of flowers. A group of girls squealed and whispered something among themselves as if it was really exciting. More guests were coming, and I realized, that I knew a few of them. That was because they were all the other boys from my band.

I certainly didn’t expect them to be here. As far as I knew, only Laksh was in touch with Swara after our break up.

Abeer, Rohan and Kabir had just arrived after me. In all the chaos, my eyes were only looking for one person. One girl… Swara.

A part of me wanted her to come out. But another part of me just wanted to run away. It didn’t have even enough courage to stand up in front of her. I couldn’t help but wonder how awkward it was going to be.

I greeted the boys with a proper smile plastered on my face. I didn’t want them, or anyone for that matter, to pity me. I had to look happy for Swara. And thus, with great efforts I had silenced my heart and agreed to face the world.

“So where’s the bride?” Kabir asked. As Laksh was about to answer, he was interrupted by a very familiar feminine voice.

“The bride is here.” It said.

For a moment, my heart stopped beating after hearing that voice. It was her. That beautiful, angelic voice was hers. And I couldn’t help but turn around at once.

Again, my heart had started beating like a drum. Again, I was getting the feeling of nervousness. Again, I was scared.

I couldn’t stop staring at the beautiful girl in front of me. It was difficult to say that it really was Swara…my Swara.

Her thick black hair fell on her shoulders and reached her waist. She was no more wearing those big glasses of hers. I could see her eyes more clearly now, and they were as beautiful as they were before.

Just like the first time I had seen her; again, I found myself getting lost in those orbs.

She wore her perfect smile. The smile, which I was dying to see.

What made her look completely different, was the salwar kameez she wore. It suited her perfectly, and made her look even mode beautiful.

Really, it was hard to say, that this was the Swara I was madly in love with.

I was frozen, and yet, I tried to hide it by diverting my gaze from her to almost everything else I could see around me. She smiled, and approached us quickly.

I awkwardly moved back, giving her space to greet everyone standing behind me. She noticed me… once.

Just for a couple of seconds, or maybe less than that, her eyes locked with mine. And it felt like the whole world had stopped. I felt like I was in a movie, and everything was happening in slow motion.

Just when I was lost in admiring her beauty in every possible way, she broke the eye contact.

“How are you guys?” She asked, very cheerfully, embracing Kabir, Rohan and Abeer. I chose to stand out and remain unnoticed.

“Great, yeah! But I’m really upset with you, Swara. We all are.” Kabir said in a really disappointed tone. Laksh, who stood out with me, nudged me a little and asked me whether I was okay. I nodded.

“Why?” Swara asked, baffled.

“That’s because in the last three years, you’ve hardly spoken to us. Just a few calls and messages, that’s it?” Abeer said.

Well at least, they were lucky enough to listen to her voice a few times…

“I’m so sorry guys. Really, I missed you all a lot.” She said. At last she looked at me again, sending shivers down my spine.

“We missed you too, Swara. I’m really happy for you. Congratulations!” Rohan said, crushing the girl in her arms. I had been dying to do that since three years. . .

Finally, when she was done greeting everybody, Laksh took the three of them up to their rooms. That idiot didn’t bother to tell me, leaving me all alone with Swara.

I was in a tough situation. I couldn’t walk away without saying anything. I didn’t want to. But also, I didn’t have the courage to speak up in front of her.

She looked around awkwardly, and then, finally at me. I swear, my knees were shaking, making me feel weak.

“Hi.” She said.

“Hi.” I said.

“Thanks for coming.” She said, smiling a little.

“Thanks for inviting. Anyway, uhm…congratulations!” I tried to sound as real and genuine as possible. And surprisingly, I did.

“Thank you. So you go, freshen up, yeah? I’ll show you your room.” She said. I picked up my duffel bag, and hung it on my shoulder as she walked up the stairs. I followed her.

We were on floor one, where there two huge rooms opposite each other. Two were only in sight. There were more down the corridor.

Swara opened one of the two and entered. “This one’s yours. Make yourself comfortable. If you need anything, I’ll be there in the room opposite this one.” She said, as I mentally face-palmed myself.

She was staying literally opposite me. Here, I was trying to look as happy as I could. But little did I know, that my fate had planned something else for me.

“Okay, Thanks.” I said. She nodded in appreciation and was about to leave, when I spoke her name loud enough for her to stop and turn around.

“Yes?” She asked.

Not even a word came out of my mouth. Her beauty had cast a spell on me, due to which I kept staring at her, dumb.

“Sanskar, you okay?” She asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blinked a couple of times and looked away.

“Yeah, sorry… I just uh…well, you look beautiful.” I blurted.

Idiot… You should not have said that! You’re the biggest idiot in the universe, Sanskar Kapoor!

She was taken aback for a moment. Neither I, nor her, had expected such a comment to come out of my mouth. But it did, and she had to react.

“Thanks.” She replied with a complete straight face, and without any ‘blushing’. And before I could say anything else to start a conversation, she disappeared, shutting the door at her back.

I sighed and leaned on the wall, trying to put myself together. . .

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With a lot of difficulty, I had made the decision of attending this marriage. And now, I had to stick till the end.

I sat down, alone, and prepared myself for these worst days of my life. . .

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A/N

Next chapter : Awkward♥♥

I hope u liked the episode. . . Took me hours to complete this. But I enjoyed writing this update . Specially when Sanky calls himself idiot. Sanskar’s emotions are always a joy to depict. Next update has a SwaLak conversation ♥♥

Laksh is Swara’s best friend, so expect some drama there ?

And LASTLY

I would like to thank all those lovely people who gave the Swasan ff analysis. Honestly, you wont believe but many people started reading this ff only after coming to know about them through those analysis. I don’t know if all that u said was true because truly I dont feel I’m a very good kind of writer to be mentioned of. But still thanks a lot. Means a lot to me. But also I think that all the Swasan writers should get the credit for devoting their time in writing these fanfics. Its not just me but also those hundreds of writers. They also deserve the appreciation ♥ So salute to you all too!

Fixing Broken Souls : A Swasan Fanfic (Chapter 4)

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Fixing Broken Souls : A Swasan Fanfic (Chapter 4)

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