You want me to live?

Karan pov :

Falling into dark abyss, nothing to hold onto not even the tiniest ray of light, and there was just pain through my skin to my bones.....

I am breathing the pain, each single breath feel like thorns piercing through my heart... I wish I could just end this painful torment right away but I have to find her...

Its been three or so years that I lost her...

Third person pov :

It was that new years night when life turned itself to face deaths... Endless deaths.. And after three years karan is still living in that hell... He lost desire to breathe anymore when he saw his Nadira burning in that explosion... And after that it all changed... He found each and every mafia and every business rival who could have caused that explosion and killed them one by one like a blood thirsty monster .. ..but inside of him was empty and silent that he became a living dead... He barely spoke leave alone to smile...

Karan was laying on the floor as cold as ice but he was looking like more that of an ice.. The day he lost Nadira his heart became cold as ice. Laying there in the room filled with Nadira's things, the bed they used to sleep and each thing that Nadira demanded like a spoiled child and bought uselessly with closed eyes... He was immersed in the her memories...

He had so much to tell her, like how she asked him to get married in childhood... And wanted her to remember those times...

Times when...

{old memories of childhood}

It was the period when Karan's father was busy setting up business in different cities but something came up that they had to stay in Nagpur for a quiet year.. But when karan's father was away busy with the business his step mother was busy starving karan, making him do all labor work and if she was irritated she used to beat him..

15 years old Karan was beaten by his step mother to the point he was bleeding, he ran out of the house and hid himself in the garden behind the big tree...

This little boy was so exhausted and in pain that he fell asleep under the tree...

After an hour when he finally woke up he found a doll like little girl standing in front of him blocking the sunlight from waking him up...

For a moment Karan thought she was a fairy or an angel... Like his guardian angel... But that little girl pull out her handkerchief to wipe the blood on his forehead and torn lip... But as it has been an hour the blood dried and couldn't be wiped...

It was the first time that someone was showing warmth to him without that woman's fear...

When she couldn't wipe the wound she asked him in the soft voice... " why aren't you crying... You know I cried so much today when I fell and hurt my knee.. See.. It was bleeding but Nani ( maternal grandmother) shooed it away by magic and pain went away.."

Karan : what magic..

Little girl : should I show you....

Little girl closed her eyes and and and blew on the wound softly..

Later she chattered like a unstoppable machine and Karan kept smiling and laughing on her silly talks and questions...

It was first time after his mother's death that someone was talking to him so much and he was laughing..

Little girl : Are you rich..?

Karan : No..! But my father is.... Why..?

Little girl : I wanted to have that toy ( pointing at girl with barbie doll) but Nani said only rich people can buy that... ( pout).. And you are not rich too..

Karan : Well... What will you give me if I buy that doll for you...

Little girl : I'll give you my candy..

Karan : It's not worth it..

Little girl : (pouting) then...

Karan : Its a really expensive doll... You have to think of something more precious...

Little girl : How petty... Okay I will marry you if you buy me that doll..

Karan : you are quite sincere... Okay I'll buy it for you once I make money...

Little girl : How long will it take...

Karan : I don't know... But I promise I will definitely buy you that doll...

After that these two used to hang out together at there secret hide out.... And karan became more like a kid with the company of Little Nadira...

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Present..

As the door was locked from inside John kept banging on the door from outside..

John : Karan... Brother please open the door.... Please.. Don't do anything to yourself..

Yes.. Karan tried to kill himself many times... And almost died drowning in the bathtub.. If it wasn't for John he would have been dead by then..

John ran out of the mansion and jumped up the pipe and climbed up to the gallery... Broke down the glass and entered through there... Only to find room filled with smoke of cigarettes and there was barely any oxygen left....

He opened all the windows and door and picked Karan up...

John : What the hell do you think you are doing.... Have you ever thought about us.. Me Vishakha... What about us if you were to die..

Karan : you want me to live...

John : yes... Please..

Karan : and with what reason... My wife died... She burned in front of my eyes... My best friend in dead my many brothers died... I don't know how many kids became orphan because of me.. How many people lost their loved ones in that explosion... And you want me to live... On what basis...

It were just few words... But these were the most number of words Karan said in these few years...

John couldn't answer anything, words stuck in his chest and he walked out of the room... He was so childish and immature before.. But now its only him who takes care of everyone around him Karan, Vishakha, and business too...

He could barely hold it in and now his eyes filled with tears... He cried silently .. ...

And went back to take karan to hospital....

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