The little things which matter – A SwaSan OS by Saanvi

Hi guys..This is Saanvi back with another one shot on SwaSan…

Many readers have requested me that I should change the characterization and write my other stories on SwaSan so that they can read it..

So this is my first try in that process…Hope my dear SwaSan fans would be satisfied with this 😉 😀

Coming to the story:
Although relationships are based on trust, love and care..There are very little things and little decisions that bring a great change in life and relation..
Sometimes the biggest change in life is usually when the past merges with present..For Sanskar Maheshwari also it came that way..

Sanskar’s POV:
When I was a young boy, my mom and dad couldn’t afford me a lot of things…I decided to achieve everything when I grow older..I wanted to be the richest guy who can afford a lot of things for himself and his family.
After finishing my graduation, all my friends or classmates wanted was job satisfaction.
But I was the only guy who thought of money more than anything..My mom told me that many rich people sell their Ferraris and convert into monks..A classic example of money never gives happiness but I was adamant to listen to her any good words at that point of time..I believed my own instincts..
I did manage to earn crores of money..But all along the way I had lost everything that once mattered the most to me a decade ago..I lost my wife and my children Akash and Akhil..

Six months ago
A person who loved me more than herself asked me for divorce..
I asked “why?”
She said “You forgot that even I exist and live with you..Your life would be the same with or without me.. So it would be better if I leave.”
I said “What about our children.”
She replied sternly : They never got father’s love so they wouldn’t miss you..
I was shaken up by her statements..She was like a pillar to me..
Suddenly I realized my support system has asked for withdrawal..But I knew I never took care of her and I can’t take care of kids alone too so I didn’t argue neither about their custody nor our relation but signed the mutual agreement of divorce silently..
After signing them I went up to my dog who has always welcomed me home in spite of my rude behavior..But today it didn’t even respond when I was holding it..May be because it understood that it should stay alone in the house from tomorrow because of me..

Back to present:
Yesterday I got a message on my phone…
It was about our college reunion..No one bothered to even inform me but my friend sorry my ex-wife dropped a message for me regarding the reunion..I decided to go..
In the reunion everyone were surprised yet happy to see me..I met many old friends there..Tamanna, Isha, Sanya, Sahithi, Mica, Radhika, Karthik, Richard ,Rafee, Irfan, Sahil, Shivansh, Dinakar and many more..
Old friends..LOL..They were my only friends..In these many years I only made rivals or business associates I never came across a person who can become my friend..
Of these friends few were married, few even had children but few were still unmarried..
When asked about it they said they are going to be married soon..
I said you will die bachelor dude..All were in a light mood so they laughed at this simplest joke..
Our chats were going on about my life, their lives and our past lives together..
I came to know how much life I missed..
“Swara is on her way..She’s stuck in Traffic” said Irfan..
All waited for her..Why wouldn’t they? In all these years reunion happened many times but I never kept my promise to attend those instead Swara did it for me..May be that is why they didn’t even drop me a message because they knew I wouldn’t turn up..
Yes you heard it right..Swara was my wife..We met in our college days, fell in love, she waited till I got my first job and then we got married with our parents consent..
Swara knew my mind state in those days and like always she knew it even now..That’s why she messaged me..For killing my loneliness she invited me here..

After half an hour a person walked in and waved out..Everyone waved back, except me.. Yes it was Swara my love now my ex-wife..
She wore a bright red knee length dress which complemented her beauty with diamond earrings and bracelet and other matching accessories..
I felt butterflies in my stomach when I first met Swara in my college days..The same feeling came when I saw her now..
Swara greeted everyone with a warm smile and was indulged in chatting with few..All the while my only work was to stare at her..
What to do I couldn’t take my eyes off her..Swara is the same beautiful lady I met years ago and fell in love with..
Dinner started and there wasn’t a single moment of silence..The dining hall was filled with jokes, gossips, hifi’s…
I was laughing so much that my jaws were hurting..
“Karthik, can you please drop me to my place..I didn’t get my car and I caught a cab while coming..I don’t think I will find a cab now” said Swara..
I don’t know how that happened to me, but I blurted out, “Hey, I’ll drop you.. Karthik might be busy”
Swara gave me a impossible look but reluctantly said..”Okay..If you really want to, I wouldn’t mind”
Everyone smiled at me..May be they felt why a married couple like us are now acting like strangers..Little did they know about our divorce..
In car, while changing the gears my hands were purposely touching Swara..
Every time Swara gave me a look when I touched her, my heart skipped a beat..
This feeling was new to me but I enjoyed it totally..
We spoke all the way about friends, her family and our kids.
We soon reached Swara’s home..
Swara got down the car and I know my happiness is going to end now..
But to my surprise she asked “Are you free?”
I know Swara wants my time but I wanted to confirm whether it is for her or for our kids..
So I said “What do you mean?”
Swara said “I mean I’m free tomorrow, so I wanted to know if we can catch up?”
I was just lost in her eyes..
Swara waved her hands before my eyes and asked” Are you busy with your gf or…”
Before Swara could say something I cut her off saying tomorrow my place, early morning!
I got down the car and gave Swara a friendly hug but she reciprocated by hugging me tightly..
All the loneliness that occupied me these days disappeared in that one moment..

I couldn’t sleep in night thinking about tomorrow..
I really don’t know when I feel asleep but first thing in the morning after waking up I did was to drop Swara a message consisting of a Good morning text and a question stating when will she start for my home?
An hour later Swara was home..
She wore a yellow long skirt with little flowers of different colors on it..
The dress was simple yet special because it is my gift to her on our anniversary years ago..
We had breakfast together, watched a movie, went for lunch and spoke for hours..

We returned home after a long drive and then Swara went to kitchen to prepare a coffee for me..No doubt she remembers what is my taste and what exactly I want..
I accompanied her to kitchen..
Slowly my hands fell on Swara’s shoulders..I slid my fingers over her sleeveless hands..
Later I hugged her from back..I don’t know why I did it but I couldn’t stop myself..
She kept quiet all the while but she didn’t even stop me from getting closer to her..
The coffee was prepared and I must say Swara has magic in her hands as the taste of the coffee was really good..
While sipping I exchanged the cups just to taste the coffee through her lips..
Swara ran from there to terrace..I followed her..
We could witness the sunset together..
The view was beautiful and slowly I leaned for a kiss and Swara closed her eyes in approval..
I place my lips on hers.. At first it started gently but turned into a passionate one as she reciprocated..
After some time we broke the kiss but she wasn’t speaking anything..
I was wondering why Swara is so silent but yet reacted to my actions in a positive way…
I asked Swara to speak something but she didn’t respond..
I cupped her face and said “Please speak your heart out Swara..You will feel better.”

Swara started speaking and reminded me of the drop yesterday, that hug on road, good morning text, coffee kiss and the long drive after lunch..
She said she missed all these moments after our marriage because of my busy schedule..
Slowly Swara leaned and kept her head on my shoulder..
She said she tried adjusting but I took her for granted..
Slowly tears escaped Swara’s eyes..I could feel my shirt getting wet due to that but I didn’t want to stop her..It is a moment when she can put all her grief out..
I nodded my head in a yes because I knew she is right..
Swara continued by saying “I felt our love was lost somewhere Sanskar..I also felt that no more memorable moments could be created in our future together..So I thought about divorce..”
I could feel the shiver in Swara’s voice..Tears automatically skipped my eyes now..
I understood how much pain she went through..
Swara reminded me that I haven’t married anyone nor did she..

At that moment I realized that love was always there between us and existed even after our divorce..
The missing part were those little things I forgot to do for my Swara and the love which was in my heart but never got expressed in actions..
Swara understood that I was busy because I earned money for our kid’s better future and never questioned me over anything..In fact she never complained about me not giving her time..
Swara craved for these little things and I being one of the richest man in the country couldn’t afford her those little things..
I realized my mom’s words of how money can’t buy happiness..
All the emptiness I had after Swara left couldn’t be filled by millions of dollars..
I asked Swara for one chance to rectify my mistake to which she instantly said YES..

I started kissing Swara all over her face..I didn’t want to stop because I had to compensate the love which I forgot to give her all these years..
I later carried Swara in my arms to our room..
That day I made love to her..Although Swara reciprocated lovingly..It was all me who was overtaking the act..Because I wanted to convey my love through each and every kiss and every move where I went into her..
We continued making love for the whole night and both of us weren’t tired of it..
How can we be tired or enough of it? After all It was our love that day rather than passion..
Later Swara peacefully slept in my embrace under the blanket..
I was caressing her face and loving looked at her..I later pecked her forehead and kept thinking..
Swara was good as gold..It was me whose was stupid enough to never recognize her value..
Like people say- we realize the value of anything only after it is gone..
Now I understood meaning of that saying after Swara left me all alone after our divorce..
I got married to her once again but this time even our kids witnessed our marriage..

2years have passed and we are blessed with a baby girl who is just like her mother..I can say junior Swara(chuckles)
Swara and I are together now..The only difference is we now have love along with those little memories and romantic moments which I ignored in the past..
All I want to say is in search of big things we often forget those little things that also matter in life. After all life is a balance of both.. Decrease in either of them will make life incomplete..
I Sanskar Maheshwari was fortunate enough that my wife Swara gave me a second chance but not everyone gets one more chance to experience life back…
Remember even ice-cream doesn’t taste good after it melts..Same applies to life..Once time flies you cannot get your life back..
Last but not the least-Money is important but not more than family..

Guys please comment if you liked this one shot..Your comments will let me know about my writing skills and also encourage me to write some more One shots..

Credits : To SwaSan fans 😉 😀