10. FAMILY

                                        

                                              
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Rakshit and Ishita were sitting in the garden after dinner, both with their laptops in front of them. Well, it would be more accurate to say that Rakshit was actually working, while Ishita sat beside him, lost in deep thought.
“What happened Ishita , kya soch rahi hai,” he asked gently, glancing sideways at his wife , with curiosity, noticing the distant look on her face. In this one week of marriage, he had begun to understand that she rarely said anything unless he asked first.
(what are you thinking?)
“You never told me about your family,” said Ishita with a little pout , hesitantly, making Rakshit freeze at her question for a moment.
“You meet everyone Ishita , infact you meet everyone almost everyday,” said Rakshit , Ishita immediately understood he was referring to the Rathore's and his group of friends.
“Rakshit, I am asking about your blood related family,” said Ishita with a slight hesitation , softly, her tone careful but firm.
“Sirf khoon ka rishta hone se koi family nahi ho jata Ishita , family is the one who loves you, adores you, takes care of you,” said Rakshit softly , with quiet pain in his voice.
(Just having a blood relation doesn’t make someone family, Ishita.)
Ishita didn't know what to say further. She really wanted to know the truth, but Rakshit’s disinterest made it harder. Still, Rakshit, sensing her silence, knew she deserved to know. And maybe , he was ready to share.
“My parents are no more , I got a call two years ago saying they died in a car accident. I was a single child so never had siblings,” said Rakshit , he spoke with a heavy breath, surprising Ishita. She hadn’t expected him to open up so easily.
“Your relatives or something??” asked Ishita , gently, her brows furrowed in concern.
“Never had a good relationship with them so they were never genuinely in my life,” said Rakshit softly , his voice low as Ishita simply nodded in understanding.
“So you miss your parents?” asked Ishita, expecting a yes. But what she heard left her stunned.
“No,” said Rakshit plainly, his answer was direct. And in his eyes, for a fleeting second, she saw something--bitterness, maybe even , hate.
“Why? like you lived with them for so long and they are your parents,” asked Ishita, confused by his reply , softly, trying to understand.
“Zaruri nahi har maa baap acche hi ho,” said Rakshit , his voice emotionless, making Ishita even more confused.
(It’s not necessary that all parents are good.)
“Okay tell me , you love some people very much and they also love you the same way , but your parents want you to compete with them only , and not just want, but almost force you to do that , then what will you do?” said Rakshit, he asked with a grim expression, making Ishita gulp.
“What did they do?” asked Ishita softly, taking Rakshit's hand in hers, gently, offering silent support.
“They never really loved me , never cared for me , all they cared about was how I should make Abhimanyu look bad , Me and Abhimanyu were best friends since our early school days. I’ve also known the Rathore's since childhood. They always loved me like their own , but my parents wanted me to backstab Abhi and bring him down. But I stood with him , because he loves me unconditionally. I felt like my parents just wanted me for money. Unke chakkar mein mere saare rishte chhut gaye , They never loved me like their own child. It might not sound like a big thing, but over time it got so bad that I had to leave them, not for revenge, but for my peace of mind,” said Rakshit, tears silently rolling down his cheeks , he confessed, years of suppressed pain finally finding a voice.