Chapter 31: Chapter 31

After one week

Shivansh's pov

" Bhaiya, who is she? I don't know her," Orni asked clutching my shirt tightly where she pointed her finger at Faiza buaa(aunt).

Orni is now a little bit fine but her mental condition isn't good. She is a teenager but she acts like a little kid. She doesn't remember anything. Even she doesn't remember anything about her parents. She doesn't even understand that I am not related to her.

I thought to take her to the police station but thinking about the risks I didn't go to the police. Until she gets back to her normal sense I can't take any risk.

Well, Faiza buaa was my nanny. When I was little she used to take care of me. After leaving the babysitter job she established an orphanage. I brought Orni here so that she can take care of her. I have already told her about Orni.

I won't be able to take care of Orni because I will leave this city. I won't be able to live in this city which will remind me of Niyati. In this one week, I didn't even try once to know about Niyati though I was missing her badly. I didn't even go to my house because it was reminding me of Niyati.

" She is Faiza buaa. She will take care of you from this onwards," I told patting her head gently.

Faiza buaa smiled at her and asked softly," What is your name, little Doll?"

" Orchi Raichand," Orni replied cutely.

I have changed her name. I can sense the danger lurking around her and I don't want her to get hurt. I don't know why I always feel protective feelings over her.

" You are very cute. I have a beautiful garden here. Do you want to see it?" Faiza buaa asked Orni and she looked at me for permission.

I nodded my head in the positive and she agreed after seeing my assurance. She was still clutching my shirt like a little 5-year-old kid.

Faiza buaa called her daughter Nadia and told her to take Orni to the garden. After that, Nadia took Orni to the garden leaving me with Faiza buaa.

" The girl is very pitiful. I feel bad for her," Faiza buaa said looking at Orni's retreating figure.

I replied sighing," Me too."

" I have understood whatever you have told me about her. But, what about her child? Who is her baby's father?" She asked me curiously.

I informed her sadly," I don't know anything about her baby's father. She was raped. Trust me buaa, if I get that bastard in my hand ever then I will slit his throat with my own hands."

I said the last part angrily remembering the doctor's words and clenched my jaw. I can't believe how can someone step so low to rape such an innocent teenager!! I just melted seeing Orni's innocent eyes. I wonder how that bastard hurt a girl like her.

" Don't Satya bhai and Lalita bhabhi know about Orchi? You could have taken her to your house. The family atmosphere of there might be helpful for this poor girl," She suggested with her extra sympathetic voice.

I would have taken Orni to my house if Niyati was still there with me. Whenever I enter that house her memories started flashing in front of me like movies and makes my condition worse.

" No, I didn't say anything to Ma and Dad because of Orchi's safety. I want you to take care of her always. I will send you money every month for Orchi's treatment and expenses. I hope you will take care of like your own daughter," I said holding her hands.

She replied caressing my cheek," I will do, son. Don't worry. I will inform you about Orchi's improvement."

" Hmm. And, another thing, never reveal anything about Orchi to anyone. Not even to my family members. Her life is in danger. Until she gets back her memory we have to be careful. She is my responsibility until I return her to her parents," I told her and she nodded her head in the positive.

She replied smiling," Don't worry. Your buaa will take proper care of Orchi."

I nodded my head in the positive and started going towards the door to leave the orphanage. I was feeling a little bit bad for leaving Orni but I didn't have any choice. I was suffocating in this city.

I am now ready to leave the door when Faiza buaa asked me suddenly," But, where are you going? Won't you come here to meet Orchi?"

" I am leaving for America. I don't know when I will return," I replied without turning my head towards her.

Author's pov

It's been days since Shivansh has come to America. Without informing his family members he came here.

Satya and Lalita tried to convince him to return to India but Shivansh denied. Niyati's thoughts were killing him from inside that's why he left India.

Right now, he is sitting inside a bar. He was having alcohol sitting on a stool. He was holding the pendant which Niyati gave him and he was continuously staring at it.

Niyati's betrayal was coming in front of him over and over making his condition worse. He tried a lot to forget her but he couldn't. It's impossible for him to forget about her.

" Why?" Shivansh asked looking at the pendant where tears started gathering at the corner of his eyes but he controlled himself somehow.

Every night he would go to bed after crying for Niyati. He always cries silently hiding himself from the world. He didn't cry in front of his family and friends because if he cries in front of them they will think of him as a weak man.

He needed a shoulder to rely on, he needed someone to comfort him but Alas!! He is alone. Even after having everything and everyone he was feeling lonely and vulnerable. Without having no one beside him he started drinking alcohol.

Shivansh took a deep breath and looked at his surroundings. He noticed that everyone is busy making out with their partners. He also noticed young boys and girls were dancing on the dance floor.

He sipped his drink when a beautiful blonde girl caught his attention. The girl was continuously looking at him with curious and seductive eyes. She was wearing a very short dress and seeing her behaviour Shivansh understood her profession.

The girl came forward and sat on another stool in front of Shivansh. He finished another drink and he is now completely drunk but sober enough to understand what's happening around him.

" You are an Indian, right?" The girl asked softly roaming her hands on Shivansh's shoulder.

Shivansh remained silent when she again said smiling," I like Indian men. I like the tanned skin tone of them."

" What's your price?" Shivansh asked looking at her with his drunk eyes.

He never imagined that he would think of sleeping with any random girl. He was always loyal to Niyati and never looked at any other woman than her. But, her betrayal just killed the previous Shivansh.

" Whatever you offer," The girl whispered in his ear and bit his earlobe gently.

Shivansh remained silent and didn't react when she seductively told him," Let's get a room."

Reaching the VIP room, the girl started touching Shivansh very sensually. She was touching his chest, neck, abdomen and shoulder. She tried to kiss him but he didn't let her. The girl was going out of control but Shivansh didn't even look at her let alone touch her body.

" You are very handsome," The girl said and pushed Shivansh to the bed.

She started removing her clothes directly looking at Shivansh's eyes. He was staring back at her but his mind was somewhere else.

Shivansh laid down on the bed like an emotionless puppet when the girl hovered over him. She unbuttoned his shirt and started kissing his neck, jaw and chest area. She again tried to kiss his lips but he turned his face in another direction.

The girl was busy kissing him like a madwoman where Shivansh was just staring at somewhere and his mind was stuck with Niyati. He remembered how he used to make love with Niyati and unknowingly a tear rolled down at the corner of his eyes. He felt so cheap which he can't describe in words.

" Stop right now," Shivansh yelled loudly when the girl tried to open his zipper.

She looked at him annoyingly when he pushed her away. He immediately got up from the bed and wore his shirt.

" Get dressed," he ordered the girl and looked away from her naked body.

The girl got shocked after hearing him. It's the first time that someone is resisting her. She wondered why he is behaving like that.

" Your payment," Shivansh gave the girl some money and she took it without any hesitation.

Then, he again ordered her," Now, get dressed and leave me alone."

The girl didn't say anything. She just wore her clothes and left the room with her ruined mood. She wanted to have more fun with him but he didn't let her. She cursed him mentally.

No sooner had the girl left the room than Shivansh broke down into hysterical sobs. He fell to his knees and started crying like a little child.

" Why you did that with me? Just why?" Shivansh screamed like a madman and pulled his hair because of frustration.

Then, he got up and started destroying the whole room. He started throwing everything here and there. He was screaming and crying like a madman.

He looked at the mirror and saw Niyati smiling at him. He couldn't tolerate her and thought to destroy this mirror. He found a flower vase and broke the mirror with it.

" You just killed me, Bitch!! You have killed my soul," Shivansh screamed looking at the broken glass pieces.

After seven months

Niyati's pov

" Yeah, pack that pink frock also. It's very cute," I told the shopkeeper and he packed it.

He said after packing it," Total 7000 Rs."

" Oh. Ok. Take it," I told him and gave him the money.

Well, I am now 7 months pregnant and I am going to be the mother of a baby girl. Yesterday, I got to know about my baby's gender and as well as my salary. That's why I came to the shopping mall to buy some clothes and toys for my baby girl.

After leaving my hometown I came to Pune and started working in a call centre. My earning isn't very high but enough to spend a good life. I took an apartment at a very low rent and my life isn't going bad.

The only thing that bothers me in my peaceful life is Shivansh's thoughts. Every night I would be crying for him soaking my pillow with my tears. His memories are just killing me every second but I stayed strong just thinking about my baby.

I thought to contact him many times but my ego didn't. Why should I call him? We don't have anything between us anymore. He is now a black chapter in my life. He has crushed my self-respect and I will never forgive him for that.

I came out of the shopping mall and started waiting for a taxi. Soon I found a taxi and got inside it.

Suddenly, I remembered that there is an art exhibition in the " XYZ art gallery."

Well, in these few months I have made some new habits. I have made myself busy to forget Shivansh. I always go to the park for walks so that I can keep myself fit, I would feed the street dogs and cats sometimes, I would go to the orphanages to spend time with kids. I would go to art galleries to see art exhibitions because it helps me to understand the deep meaning of life.

I told the taxi driver about the address and started my journey to the XYZ art gallery. I was very excited about this exhibition. I heard that many big artists arts will be displayed today. I can't wait to see all those masterpieces.

Entering the art gallery I was awestruck seeing so many arts. There was every kind of art and people's eyes were literally bulging out from their sockets seeing them.

I continued walking through the corridor and admired all the art here. I have to admit that we have many talented artists in our country.

I was still walking when a particular portrait caught my attention. I was completely astonished seeing the realistic art. I wondered how can someone draw something so skillfully. There is no imperfection in this portrait.

The portrait was beautiful as well as mysterious. I frowned my brows curiously and tried to understand it though I gave up very soon.

Actually, it's a portrait of a young girl who is standing in a dancing posture. There was a beautiful red saree traditionally draped on her.

I looked at her hands & feet and they were full of beautiful bangles which were made of glass. Her hands and feet were covered with Alta(one kind of red dye). Her black hairs were tied in a side bun where white lily adorned her bun. Her hair partition was filled with a lot of vermillions and I also noticed a nuptial chain around her neck along with a beautiful golden necklace.

But, the most mysterious part is the girl's face isn't portrayed yet. It's blank. There are no eyes, no nose and lips on her face. Her face was blank.

" Weird," My subconscious said and I agreed.

I noticed at downward of the portrait and there was written something. There was a quote written by the artist maybe. I am not sure.

It's written

"You came to my life

like a candle in the dark night.

You are the sea under my sky

and we are bound at the horizon"

VR

VR!! Who is this VR? Is he any poet or something like that? I don't know.

I noticed the portrait again and saw an initial. It's 'RM'. Now, who is this RM? Is he or she the artist of this portrait?

I was still trying to figure out why the artist didn't draw the face when I heard a deep male voice from behind. I got startled by the sudden voice and turned my head behind.

" So, what do you think about this portrait?" The owner of this voice asked me coming forward.

The person was a young man with a fair skin tone and high cheekbone. His age wouldn't be more than 25.

He is very tall and muscular as his muscles were fitting his shirt tightly. He has a pair of mysterious eyes and they were starring at me with curiosity. He looked at my pregnant belly and I saw some emotions in his eyes. I didn't understand those emotions.

" The portrait is beautiful as well as mysterious. I wonder who is this girl," I told him honestly.

He chuckled and said sighing," The girl is an angel."

" Maybe. I wonder who is the artist of this masterpiece," I replied looking at the portrait.

Then, he introduced himself having a bright smile on his face," Myself Ranvijay Mehra and it's my creation."

He said the last part gesturing his hand to the portrait and I looked at him amusingly.