25. Chaos

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Yes, it's possible to love and hate the same person.
I do it to myself. All the time. Everyday.

Anger is that emotion which either develops when things go out of your control or when things bother you to an extreme; and when agony decides to join hands with anger, it becomes the most dangerous combination ever. Agony, anger and hatred are the strongest emotions ever and when they are towards a single person, you know it's an everlasting thing.

It's always easier to judge people; to speak upon them and their choices and decisions; to give your opinions on their life because you know exactly nothing about them; their struggles, hardships, or the situation in which they are or in which they were, that forced them to act according to the certain way they did or take the decisions that they did. It's always easy to pretend and comment but things do take an ugly turn when it's you who gets judged by people, who don't know your struggles or your life; that's when pain and frustration come up. That's life. That's karma. They are not called a bitch just like that; they actually bite, and when they do, they make sure it's the hardest bite ever.

Nandini looked at the person who made her life a hell in every way possible, with nothing but pure hatred in her eyes. The person who destroyed everything. The person who forgot that he gave birth to her. The person whom she was ashamed to call a father. Her dad.

She marched towards him, who stood as if nothing ever happened, followed by the others, who were afraid by her reaction.

Nandini: How dare you show your filthy face to me? Did I not tell you that I never want to see your face ever again-until and unless you're dead?

Sameer: Nandu!. . . Princess. . .

Nandini: Princess. . .? Oh please! Stop with your show. And I don't know any Nandu here. Please get out of my house right now.

Sameer: Princess please ek baar meri baat toh suno. . .

Nandini: KYA SUNOON MAI MR MURTHY KYA?

Having enough Nandini screamed in frustration. She had tears in her eyes; not of sadness but of anguish and frustration. Abhimanyu, who couldn't bear the fact that once again his sister was in pain because of their so called father, immediately stood in front of her as if shielding her from him, and glared at him.

Abhimanyu: Isse pehle mai kuch karoon yaa kahoon jise aap seh na sakein, chale jayiye yahan se.

Sameer Murthy stood in front of his children, all defeated and weak, but they were unaffected just like he was, two years back. Maybe that's what they called pain.

Sameer: Please bacchon mujhe ek chance do. Mai sab theek kardoonga. Just. . .

Nandini: Sab toh barbaad kardia aapne. Sab kuch. . . Mumma ko maar diya aapne. .

Nandini, who stood behind her brother heard her father saying that he would make everything alright, screamed at her father in a broken yet firm voice; but what started like a firm anguish scream was soon reduced to a lost broken whisper as she was reminded of her mother's demise.

Nandini: Mumma is dead. . . Maar diya mumma ko. . . Maine nahi mara. . . Aapne mara. . . Sabne dhoka diya mumma ko. Meri mumma. . .My mumma is dead.

She took two steps back, alerting everyone, as she constantly whispered within herself as if possessed. Everyone was horrified to see her like that, even the Malhotras, who never thought that she'd be affected so terribly by their betrayal. Manik and Cabir watched her dumbfoundedly as they stood right behind her feeling numbness in their body.

Advik immediately stood in front of her and cupped her cheeks, making her face him.

Advik: Nandini, relax. Mai hoon na. Look at me, Nandini. Jaan, please come back to me. Kuch nahi hua hai. Sab theek hai.

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