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Large rosewood open double door came into view through which Aaryan guided me inside. There was a grand piano on the side. Beside it were different types of keyboards opposite to the glass of the recording room, separating it from the control room. The red and brown carpets were put over one another on the ground like they still needed to be arranged properly but then Aaryan said that was his idea to make the room stand out. On the other side, there was a door leading to the control room. Beside the door from where we had come in, was a closet containing all sorts of instruments from drums to guitars to saxophone and all.
The area was covered in noise absorbers and speakers. Bathing in the different colored lights, the entire studio was light-themed just like the rest of the house. That made me wonder why had our bedroom been the only room which had a dark theme?
"Aaryan, why is my bedroom dark theme while the rest of the house is light themed?" I voiced stilling Aaryan momentarily from tuning his guitar. Composing himself, he looked at me. Something dark and unfathomable in his eyes.
"You didn't ask Viaan about it, did you?" The grave tone of his voice shocked me for a second. It was for the first time that he had ever spoken to me like that.
I schooled my features to be indifferent and asked, "do I need to?"
"No!" The way he exclaimed it was like I had just told him that his puppy ran away, "don't ever bring it up before brother. It reminds him of the unfortunate events. Puts him back in the dark memories that he’d rather forget."
"What had happened, Aaryan? Does it affect him so much that you are reacting this way?" I tried digging in further.
"Yes, it affects him very badly on the inside that he remains distracted and silent for days together," Aaryan replied lost in a memory, his eyes distant and held pain. What was it that made this jovial Raivardhan all sad and serious? For some reason, it felt like it was about Aradhana.
"What's it about?" I tried prodding for more information.
He looked lost, trying to contemplate if he should be letting me into the secret or not. I tried encouraging him or even just to confirm my intuition, "if it's about Aradhana mom, both Asha mom and Viaan had a little chat about it."
"They talked about her to you?" I could say that the news had hit the heights of surprise for Aaryan's.
I shrugged a bit nonchalantly trying to not get too much into details to look like someone with partial knowledge, "yes, they told me about the events that had happened a long time ago..."
"Amazing..." Aaryan shook his head incredulously, really shocked for the first time right before my eyes.
"And why would they hide it from me when I have also become a part of this family. I'm the daughter-in-law here and I also think that it's my right to know," I felt proud about how calm and collected I looked at the outside but on the inside I was dreading of committing even a small mistake and lose my chance of knowing more about the truth behind the decors of my room.
"Makes sense," he mumbled to himself mostly but again didn't show any signs of answering the question, making me press on him again, "so...?"
Understanding that there was no way out of this situation for him, he sighed before telling, "Brother chose to mourn in that room for all those years whenever we came here. In the dark of the room, he hid his emotions from us. It has been impossible for him to forget how big mother was shot before his-" my eyes widened at his words as I exclaimed interrupting him, "shot!?!"
I remember Asha telling me that Aradhana met with an accident. Not even in the wildest dreams of mine had I thought that she was shot!
I realized the damage after that had been done. Aaryan stared at me wide-eyed as he realized that he just let out something to me which wasn't told before. Running his hand through his hair in frustration, he muttered profanities under his breath.
Anyway, the cat was out of the bag and he might as well fill me in with the rest of the information that I was missing.
"Why was she shot? How? When?" I fired the rapid questions at him but all he did was place the guitar down and swiftly walk out of the room. Nevertheless, I followed him out, calling out his name to stop him. But he didn't stop.
He almost jogged, making me run after him up the grand staircase before he disappeared behind the door of his room. I tried to open it only to realize that he had locked it.
This was the first time that Aaryan behaved that way surprisingly. What were the secrets buried in the chests of this family? How many of them?
I pounded at his door yelling, "you know I'm not giving up so easily Aaryan! You better spit everything out!"
But he didn't respond. Instead, I heard loud music blaring in the background making it difficult to hear over it. He was adamant to not breathe another word about it to me.
I waited for for some more time but he didn't get out of his room. Feeling dejected, I turned around and headed back to my room whose melancholious history had been brought to light. Now if I see, the room looked beautiful yet drenched in sorrow. My heart broke at the thought of Viaan spending hours together here in mourning.
I sat on the couch observing every single item of the room which I now saw in a different light, other than just some exotic expensive artifacts.
The sound of groans vibrated throughout my body causing my eyes to flutter open. I blinked in the darkness trying to adjust my eyes. Viaan’s familiar smell, calmed me.
It took me a second to realize that I had fallen asleep. Blanket draped over my body indicated that Viaan had yet again carried me to bed after I fell asleep on couch. I felt his heat even before I saw him. He turned, putting his arm around my waist and letting me breathe out in relief.
Then he turned the other way and groaned in pain. That immediately got me sitting in attention. Did he get hurt somewhere? As if sensing my distress, he mumbled in shock, "no."
I blinked at the telepathic incident that had taken place. Did he just read my mind? But the sweat that broke over his forehead and his quivering eyelids told me otherwise.
