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14- too much mush : Shrisha's birthday!

His father just got demoted because of being rude with his new boss. That was bound to happen as both he and his father had some anger issues and from what he knew it was genetic one. He couldn’t bear the pain of his father. He wanted to do something to support the family of two. He knew that the income of his father and him weren’t enough for them. So he looked for some art dealers and began making deal with them of art. Although one piece only gave him 1000 to 2500 it was a huge help to them as he could make one art piece in a week. Shrisha visited him often but since he barely had any time to talk their relation began to go sour.
He always had been the one who couldn’t focus on many things at a single given time. It made him very sharp at one thing at any given time but extremely dull at any other things at the same given time.  ‘I wanna help him too but I know that he won’t accept any help from me. That’s just the kinda person he is. I just wish that his time in the busy world gets lifted soon. I’ll support him with all my might but if he doesn’t have time for me why should I give my precious time to him? I admit that I love this idiot with all my heart but still, I have my own needs’ these thought ran on the mind of Shrisha. Shrisha was in love with Aryan but Aryan had succumbed to the pressure and had almost forgotten how to laugh. Not that he laughed much in the first place but what little happiness that Shrisha had brought had also begun to fade from his life.
It was still dark when he got out of the house. He had made all the preparations and he had planned this day for quite a few months now. It had been three months since he got into that tight financial condition and he had barely managed his time between work, Shrisha, college and Yuuki and Sacar. He managed just enough time to each of them but he wanted to do this thing big so he had forced Shrisha to take morning walks. Each day that went by was a preparation of this day for him. Slowly by slowly he had built the scenario for this day. So he reached her house and gave her a call and she picked it up almost immediately. “hey! I’ve been waiting for your call!” “Hurry up. I’m outside your house” “wait what? You mean right now?” “yup. I know that it’s a bit early but something’s weighing on my mind heavy and I gotta run it off before I get to college.” “sure sure just wait five minutes, I’ll be down there in a jiffy!” “Well hurry up” as he cut the call. Shrisha rushed down putting up some track suit as she rushed. 
They do some mild running till they get to the park and as soon as they get to the park, a wild scream shrieks them to the bone. Well not of Aryan but definitely of Shrisha. They both rush towards the source of the sound and “Happy birthday to you Shrisha” shouts fill the ear as soon as she gets to the middle of the park. The time was around five am. There was a birthday cake, candle lit, and some morning walk friends along with Sacar and Yuuki there. Aryan walked slowly behind her with a wild smile on his face.
It was the best birthday morning she’d ever had or so she said. They cut the cake there and they made a scene. Shrisha was in tears and couldn’t stop hugging Aryan there. It was a beautiful scene to be held as some tears were shed. Actually Aryan had made the plan as soon as he found out about her birthday and had been setting this thing up for quite some time. He broke his not talk to strangers rule and had made some friends just for this morning. He kneeled down and held Shrisha’s hand just like she’d held his hands some months ago and repeated those same words to her that she once had spoken to Aryan “I will be your pinch of hope and I promise to be your last pinch of hope from your darkness and deepest depth to your brightest day. I know that it’s hard for you to see the light but when you’ve been in the darkness for as long as you have you can see even the slightest ray of hope. So I will be that ray of hope for you” he looked off into a direction and smiled and added on a few more words “I know that you are the light incarnate and you will never need me to be your pinch of hope but your that random act saved me from the darkness. So I will promise to carry your debt till I die. I will repeat the same words on to every soul in need of a pinch of hope and try to save them the way you saved me. I will be a ray of hope to those who needs it. I love you aho!!!”

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