Chapter 1

Singhania Mension puri tarah se roshni se sajaya gaya hai...........Singhania Mension me se shahenai ki gunj sunai de rahi hai........sare ghar me chahel pahel machal di hai.......Aisa lag raha hai jaise zameen pe janant utar aai ho........Jab ghar ke samne ek car khadi hoti hai aur jis me se ek parivar utharke ghar ke andar jate hai.........jab woh andar jate hai to sari taiyariyaan dekhte hi reh jate hai.......

Maya: Suniye aap........aap jaldi se paghdi bandh dijiye........kisi bhi waqt barat aa sakti hai.....

Harsh: abhi bas thode log se mil loon phir..........woh dekho.........Rishab bhi apne parivar ke saath aa gaye......chalo bhi.....uska swagat karte hai......

Maya: chaliye....

Harsh: Namaste Rishab.........aaiye .........

Rishab: beti ki shaadi bahot bahot mubarak ho.......

Maya: kaisi ho Prerna......andar aao........

Rishab: yun to hum kayi bar business meeting me aur party me milte rahe lekin aaj is tarah ghar ki shaadi me bulakar aapne hume apna bana liya......

Prerna: Maya.......inse milo yeh hai meri beti....Prachi.....

Prachi jake Maya aur Harsh ke pair chuti hai..........

Harsh: Rishab.......itne saal videsh me rehkar bhi jo sanskar aur sanskrit tune apne bacho ko diye hai......sach me ek hindustani ke liye garv ki baat hai.......

Prerna: nahi.....yeh sab to hamare dil me hota hai............lekin aapka beta.......

Maya: yaheen hoga........Neev..........

jab Neev sidiyon se apne haath me pholon ki tokri leke aata hai......

Neev: jee Mama.....

Harsh: beta.......yeh hamare Dost Rishab Garewal aur unki patni Prerna hai.......

Neev: Namaste....

Neev jake pair chuta hai.....

Maya: aur yeh inki beti......

Neev: Prachi Garewal........hum log college me saath padhte hai......

Prachi: haa aauntie......hum log pehle mil chuke hai.....

Maya: Neev.....jake Prachi ko apne dosto ke pass le jao....

Neev: aao Prachi.....

Neev aur Prachi chale jate hai.........

Harsh: Rishab........apne bete ko saath nahi laye......

Prerna: are hamare saath hi to aaya tha........kal hi London se lauta hai.......

Rishab: Lagta hai........Kavya aur Anjali ka intzaar kar raha hoga.........shayad use hi phone kar raha hoga......

Harsh: lagta hai barat aa gayi.......chalo Maya.......

Maya: hum log aate hai..........

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Hum log dekhte hai ki ek ladka bahar garden me kisi ko phone laga raha hota hai.........

Ladka: kaha ho bhaiyaa........kab se aapka intzaar kar raha hoon.......

Kavya: Main abhi pahonch hi raha hoon........yeh Anjali bhi na hamesha dair karti rehti hai.....lekin tum anadar to jao.....

Ladka: main yaha kisi ko nahi janta.....main aapka intzaar kar raha hoon..........bye......

Anjali: kya kaha.....maine dair ki........yeh kyun nahi kehte ki tumhe mujse jyada waqt lagta hai....

Kavya: galti ho gayi.......mafi.....

Anjali: thik hai........lekin kya hua.....

Kavya: yeh ladka bhi ajeeb hai.......logo se milega nahi to rishtey kaise banayega..........pata nahi iska kya hoga......

Anjali: mera ek hi Devar hai aur use tumne kuch bura kaha to........

Kavya: achcha nahi kahunga.........

Anjali; Jante ho........woh dil ka bahot hi bhola hai.........kisi pe bhi yakeen kar leta hai......muje darr hai ki kahi kisi din jaldbazi me aake woh koi galat kadam na utha le..........

Kavya: nahi.......woh hai mujse chota lekin bahot hi samjdar hai........

Anjali: woh to hai.....

Kavya: matlab main nahi hoon.....

Anjali: haa......

Kavya; kya kaha.......

Anjali: I love you.......

Kavya: I love you too.......

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Ladka garden me khada aasman me chand ko dekh raha tha jab woh kisi ke choodiyon ki aawaz sunta hai.........woh us ladki ke pass jata hai.......

Ladka: hi......taare dekh rahi ho.......

Ladki: inme apni maa ko dhundh rahi ho......kehte hai her ek maa ka sapna hota hai apni beti ko dulhan ke jode me dekhne ka........

Ladka: woh to hai.......lekin tum kuch pareshan lag rahi ho......

Ladki; muje kuch waqt ke liye akela rehna hai....

Ladka: iska matlab tumhe zaroor koi pareshani hai......waise maine suna hai ki khushi batne se badhti hai aut dukh batne se kum hota hai.......

Ladka uske pass beth jaya hai......

ladka :waise hum hai to ajnabee.....na main tumhe janta hoon......na tum muje...... lekin kabhi kabhi hum kuch baatein apno ke saath nahi kar pate....... lekin kisi ajnabee ke saath kar lete hai kyunki hum jante hai ki kuch pal baad woh ajnabee apni zindagee me wapas laut jayenge.......na mere tumhara is mulaqat se koi wasta na uske bad..........lekin yahi ek pal hai jaha tum apne dil ki baat muj ajnabee se kar sakti ho......tum mujpe yakeen kar sakti ho kyunki main mud ke kabhi tumhari zindagi me nahi dekhunga......ab tum muje apni pareshani bataogi,.....main tumhe sahi rasta dikhaunga aur phir apne raste chala jaunga..........ab aage tumhari marzi........lekin woh rai ek aise insaan ki hogi jise na tumse koi rista na tumhare apno se.......yeh rasta sirf tumhe ek ajnabee hi bata sakta hai........barat ghar me aa chuki hai........aur is andheri jagah me ek ladki aur woh bhi dulhan ke jode me..........apne akelepan ko apni palko me saja ke.....apne hoth se apni adhuri kahani batane ki koshish .........yeh dulhan aise saji hai jiske khud ke pass uske sawaal ka jawaab nahi.......tumne yeh Dulhan ka joda jo pehna hai yeh pyaar ka rang hai lekin tumhe dekhakar aisa lagta hai ki tumpe yeh rang abhi chada hi nahi......aisi kaun si baat hai jo tumhare hoth pe aake ruk jati hai.......kya yeh ajnabee tumhari koi sawaal ke jawaab de sakta hai.......

Jab us ladki aankhoin me ruke huye aanshu behne lagte hai.....

Ladka: mere ek sawaal ka jawaab do.......andar mandap me jo betha hai kya woh tumhara pyaar hai.......

Ladki apni beegi huyi aankh se use dekhti hai.....

Ladka: haa ya naa.....

Ladki: Pata nahi......

Ladka: iska matlab tum use pyaar nahi karti.......

Ladki: aisa nahi hai.....Swayam achcha ladka hai.......papa ke dost ka beta hai..........papa ne use mere liye chuna hai.......kuch achcha sochke hi unhone yeh faisla liya hoga......

Ladka: yeh to mere sawaal ka jawaab nahi hua........

Ladki: pyaar ....pyaar ka kya woh to kisi se hi ho jata hai.......lekin Mohabbat.....jo hum kisi ek se karte hai.......jise hum hamesha apne khwaboin me sajate hai....jiske liye humne apne dil me us mahobbat ki jagah bana di hai...Mahobaat ke ek lamhe me jine ke liye log apni puri zindagi uska intzaar karte hai.....maine bhi aaj tak wahi kiya.....intzaar......aur shayad zindagi bhar karti rahungi...lekin ek darr lagta hai ki kahi meri Mohabbat sach me muje shaadi ke baad mil gayi to......

Ladka: dhundhogi to milegi.....hum apni mohabbat ka intzaar puri zindagi to nahi kar sakte na......shayad hamare haath me kuch bhi nahi jo hota hai woh sab in haath ki lakeero me......apni is mahobbat ki khoj ka anth mat samjana kya pata yahi se hi iski shuruaat ho....kya pata yeh tumhara honewala pati hi tumhari mahobbat ho...........ab andar jao.......shaadi karo aur......hamesha apne pati ke saath khush raho......

Ladki: aapka bahot bahot sukhriya..........waise main Kashish Singhania......

Ladka: Sujal..........Sujal Garewal........

Sujal aur Kashish dono ek dusre ki aankhoin me khoye huye hota hai jab.....

Neev: Dii.......aap yaha kya kar rahi hai.........chaliye....Papa aapko bula rahe hai.......

Kashish Neev ke saath jane lagti hai.........jab Kashish phir se piche mudti hai....

Kashish: aap se milke achcha laga.......

Sujal: muje bhi.........

Neev Kashish ka haath pakad ke use Mandap tak le jata hai................Sujal bas use dekhte hi rehta hai.........