hi friends...
first kaan pakad ke sorry... a very big wala sooory...
i know mujhe isse kab update karna tha and i am doing it now.
1st i lost the written work den took break from all my ss n ff's.
to today i am back. suddenly naya track came in my mind and completed this part in the afternoon.
hope you like it...
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oki i ll stop blabbering and give you the next part..
happy reading...😊
London:
Paarth was sitting in hall and doing work on his laptop.
Maithily entered and handed him his black tea.
"bhai congrats..."
"thank you maithili... "
"bhaiyya, are you not going to receive award even this year??"
"no maithili... you know the reason why I don't go infront of media..."
"but the marks are fading... they are not as intense as they were... how long are you going to hide from the world???"
"I don't know... I just don't have the courage to face the world..."
"look who is speaking... the world's top businessman mr. paarth raichand hides from all for some silly marks on his hands and face... waah... this is not you..."
"yeah mitu... I was not like this because she was my strength... my guide, my friend... she left me forever... it was she who gave me strength... but nature took my strength away from me..."
"its just all about how you take things bhaiyya... think about it... even pari needs change of air... it will do good even to you..."
"maithili..."
"no bhaiyya... please think over it..."
London
A beautiful mansion...lord and lady of the house were busy arranging things for their guests...it was mr. and mrs. Mukherjee...
"welcome saarthak... come in mandira..."
"hello... how are you????"
"we are fine... please be seated..."
They exchanged pleasantries and after some time..
Mr. mukherjee: you know na saarthak, ki panchi was like my elder daughter... after her death...pari...
Saarthak: I know.. but paarth is there with her na..?!
"yes. But how long?? He cannot take care of her all alone right? she needs a mother. I think its time that he marries."
"we have tried to pursue him for marriage. But he is adamant. And his health also... so we are trying to give him some time."
"but you have postponed this for 1 year now. I agree that he loves pari a lot but for how long????"
"what can we do? Docs have said not to force him for anything..."
"well, I think we should force him. it's the only way. And I have a girl in my mind"
"who?"
"riya.. my daughter. She has bonded very well with pari and consider her as her own daughter. Why don't we get these two married???"
"what nonsense? She is soo young. Have you seen the age difference between them? Almost a decade..!!! donon ki zindagi barbaad ho sakti hai... I ll not agree for this. She is even younger than jay.. paarth is almost 10 years elder to her..."
"I know that. But think about this sarthak.. you know her from childhood and she is well bonded with you. She understands parth and loves pari.. what more do you need?"
"why are you adamant on ruining her life? Look. Paarth is not the same from last one year and you know it. Panchi ki death ke baad he lost all hopes to live. Just because panchi ne pari ko uske bharose choda tha, isiliye wo ji raha hai. He is not living for any of us but for pari."
"sarthak, listen to me. I know what you want to tell. But think about it once. Agar riya ne haan kiya, then will you agree??"
"I will not."
"you have to"
"parth ll never."
"uski zimmedaari meri."
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INDIA
Aisha as usual was working on a file which consisted of all the information they had gathered about sikander.
She had read it so many times still hoped to find something of that junk which could lead her to him.
She was thinking about the recent case in which sik was involved when her trance broke by a phone call. She received it
"hello... ACP Aisha speaking...'
"Aisha. Its me. Kanika..."
"hi Kanika.. kaisi ho?"
"I am fyn Aisha. Tum kaisi ho?"
"waisi hi jaisi pehle thi.. batao phone kaise kiya?"
"shayad tum bhul gayi ho ki Maya ko tumhaari zaroorat hai"
Aisha closed her eyes in defeat and sighed.
Maya...
"no Kanika. How can I forget her??! She is my daughter..."
"'you did not call her even once this month Aisha. She misses you a lot. She is been crying all time today and calling your name"
Tear drops fell from aisha's eyes.
"is she with you?"
"yeah.. speak to her and if possible visit her..."
"I ll come there as soon as Rathod sir is back Kanika. I ll take her with me."
"that's great... Arjun ji ke baad she misses you both. Wo to nahin aa sakte but you atleast can... lo uss se baat karo..."
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"hello..." aisha heard a small teary voice across the phone.
"hello maya..."
"MAMMA..."
The small girl started to cry. Aisha could no longer hold back her sobs too...she was hearing her voice after a month.
"shh... nahin mera bacchi... nahin rote... mamma aapse baat kar rahi hai na... shhh..."
"mamma ap kyun nahin aaye mujhe lene?? kya aap bhi papa ki tarah mujhe chodke jaoge??"
"nahin maya... mamma aapse bohut pyaar karti hai. i ll never leave you..mamma ko bohut kaam hai na? isiliye.. don't worry.. mamma aap ko lene aa rahi hai next week. Aap apna b'day mamma, chachu sab ke saath manaoge... thik hai..."
"sacchi mamma??!!!!" she could sense happiness in the voice.
"mucchi"
"kya papa bhi honge? Kya wo bhagwan ke ghar se waapas aayenge?"
Aisha was at loss of words.
"beta papa nahin aayenge. Bhagwanji unhe waapas nahin bhejenge na..."
"hmm... theek hai.."she sounded bit sad.
"accha maya.. ab mamma ko bye bye kissi do"
"muah... bye mamma..."
"bye shona... apna khayal rakhna.."
She kept the mobile down and took arjun's pic in her hand.
"dekha Arjun, aapki beti aapko kitna miss karti hai... wo sirf aapke saath bitaye palon ko yaad karti hai jo zyada din uske saath nahin rahenge. Waqt ke saath aap sirf ek dhundli yaad ban jaoge... aap hum donon ko chod ke kyun chalegaye?? Kyun??"
She sobbed hard clutching his photo close to
heart.
to be continued...
intro shayad iss part se bhi bada hai😆😆😆
oki guys, i ll be waiting for your reviews😊
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