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Dear readers,😊
It's nice to see you again with a different story,😳
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(This is the first look, with the response it gets I'll see whether to continue or not, so don't forget to comment, telling me what you feel about it)
Chapter 1- The Promise
Every family has their own little world of happiness, with little arguments, little smiles, little tales of love, little cozy hugs and little secrets,
Yes,
Their own little secrets, secrets that together make the history, secrets that could make you catch your breath, secrets that could turn your life upside down...'
New York,
Monday the 30th March (Some 15 years earlier)
The heavy rain splashed the windows making the sound of his footsteps on the deserted corridor unrecognizable. She was sleeping, or at last the nurse thought so. Her eyes were peacefully closed and her breathing weaker than before.
Nervously the nurse glanced at the pulse detector, they were still there though very weak, she checked the reports again and placed a shaking hand on her white forehead, and she wasn't ice cold as expected.
Maybe this was her last night in the world of mortals.
This nurse knew a bit about this fair Indian, who lived apparently alone in this foreign land, even in such a critical condition she had no family except the chubby little girl who was now in deep sleep in the room next to this one.
And the bit she knew was enough to recognize the man who had just entered.
He stood there at the door way a shock clearly visible in his face, his eyes wide and glued to her white face. She heard him, even in the endless noise of the rain, the splashes of thunder she recognized the sound of his faint footsteps that stopped near her door.
Her eyes blinked and opened,
The nurse stood up to leave, Maya made no statement as to she should or not, she left taking Maya's silence in to a yes.
He was still standing there, like he had came here by mistake, like he was a stranger who doesn't belong here, like wondering what will be her reaction.
Her swollen lips twisted in to a painful smile which he returned half heartedly.
"It...'seems...'so har...'d...'to..avoid..'you...'Brij"
Her weak voice greeted him taking off the remaining color from his face.
"Your nurse Miss Rider informed me"
He replied in a lower tone of a dying man.
"Why Maya?"
He added taking her lifeless white hand in to his warm one and looking in to those empty wide brown eyes.
"Why didn't you just...'"
"For my sister...'" She choked. "And her family"
He stroked her thinning layer of hair with a shaking hand.
"If you just told me the truth without vanishing yourself...'"
"My truth would've broken her heart Brij...'she loves you"
Her strength was drained by the long conversation that she gasped for a breath and her body shuddered.
"But...'I love you"
"Shhh" Maya said her face horrorstruck.
"Don't ever say that" She squeaked. "I would never take that from you" Her eyes had a new found gleam in them, a gleam of a loving sister, and a gleam of a devoted daughter.
"You have your wife and your daughters; I have no place in that life anymore"
He said nothing, just shook his head and she squeezed his hand holding hers.
"Promise me, you'll leave tonight" She said in a tone of authority that she hadn't used for years now. "Promise me you won't tell anyone anything, Promise me...'Promise me"
"I won't promise you anything"
He said in a voice that didn't belong to the prince she had known but to the king who had come to visit her.
"I've made enough promises for a life time Maya now for the heaven's sake listen to me"
She smiled dreamily at the statement.
"You've improved I see"
There was a moment's silence her eyes were closed once again and he thought she was sleeping,
"I know why you've came here" She said her eyes still closed.
"And you don't need to apology" She continued, "It was my fault as much as yours, I forgot that I have no right to love you"
He caressed her cheek like he was used to do ages ago,
"Don't leave me" He said in a slow voice.
"I wasn't accompanying you Brij" She replied. "Leaving is out of the question"
Her brown eyes found his black ones and she smiled,
"Thanks for coming"
He said nothing; his lips touched her forehead softly. She took one long breath in and said,
"She reminds me a lot of you"
At the words his head gave an unintentional jerk towards the door,
"Where's she?"
He asked as though his day won't end without seeing her.
"She's sleeping" Her voice was soft now and full of affection, "She's a claver little thing" She sighed, "Sometimes I can't even think of an answer to her questions"
"Does she question about me?"
"No, she doesn't know that she has a family in India"
Another silence followed her,
"I want her to live that life Brij"
He raised his eye brows at her. A thunder roared in the sky.
"I know" She gasped again. "That it is not possible, but yet I hope sometimes that she would have all those sisters and brothers around her like I did when I was young"
"Don't you think of ever coming back?"
"I won't be able to Brij" She smiled again. "I've got a journey to take in few days time"
"Don't say that" His voice shook as he spoke. "You'll get better"
"I won't" She said casually. "I died the day Mama slapped me, I died the day I left my home, now it doesn't matter anymore"
He couldn't take her words more than that, he broke down hugging her almost lifeless body, as if his tears would wash off the guilt inside his heart, as if it would turn back the time as if by some miracle it would cure her. And she held him with her shaking hands for one last time,
Unnoticed by the both a little girl stood at the door way clutching her teddy, tightly, first she had came here afraid of the thunder now she was curious about the man who was hugging her mother, the man she had never seen before, the man in few weeks she would be calling, he farther.
India,
The devgar palace,
(Some days later from the previous encounter)
Kids in various fancy dresses were huddled around the princess who would turn 6 years today, dressed in a sparkling pink dress she looked more like a fairy down on earth.
"She resembles a lot of di" Komal said to her mother Mirnalini devi looking with eyes of pride at her elder daughter princess Meenakshi while doing the shoelace of her younger daughter princess Jaynandini.
Her mother said nothing for a moment, and then she smiled a smile which did not reach her eyes, Komal who was busy with her daughters noticed nothing.
"Yes" She replied. "She looks a lot like Maya"
"I'm glad...'She's more beautiful than me" Komal laughed. "Have you heard from her lately?" She inquired then.
"No" Her mother said in an innocent tone. "I think she's so busy with her work there"
"Well nothing remains the same"
Komal said standing up as Meenakshi came running towards her.
"Have you called papa?" She asked. "Is he coming?"
"No dear" Komal said to her daughter and her face fell. "I couldn't get through"
"Happy birthday Mini"
It was another kid, a boy taller than Meenakshi who had a grin that went well with his mischievous face.
"Call me princess" Meenakshi said frowning.
"No" The boy frowned back. "Why should I call my friend a princess?"
"It's her birthday beta do what she asks for" Giriraj said joining the group as Komal laughed.
"It's a pleasure seeing you here Giri" Komal shook hands with him.
"It's a pleasure seeing you in a party too Komal years after the graduation"
"Oh" Komal laughed. "Don't remind me of those times, such a headache it used to be"
"Why?" Her friend said concernedly. "Maya used to love them"
"You see we're different"
Meenakshi stumped her feet on the floor.
"I need to cut the cake now!"
"Wait for your papa dear"
"Now! Now! Now!"
"Alright" Komal sighed. "Let's cut the cake"
She turned to go to the middle of the hall holding Meenakshi's hand the moment she saw her husband standing on the door way accompanied by his guards and a chubby little girl with so rosy cheeks, who was holding his hand without letting go, her eyes looking fearfully at the crowd gathered in front of her eyes, and her other hand circled around a large pink teddy.
"Mama?" Meenakshi whispered.
"Who's she?"
Mumbai
Present
Manyata clutched the bar of her window looking down at the darkening lawn below. A silent tear slid from her eye in to the windowsill of that unknown room. It was cold and empty that she wished for warmth and company...'this clearly wasn't what she used to be.
The door closed with a bang making her jump out of her trance.
"Do you like our room?" He asked in a pleasant voice.
"It isn't our room" She said clearly.
"It will be in few days" He said in a determined voice. She sighed. This was what it is going to be, soon she'll be Mrs. Ray choudry, and she had no right to wish otherwise.
"Will you leave me alone for some time" She said looking at him finally. He looked a little taken aback. "Please" She added.
"Alright"
He said and he left closing the door behind him, now that he had what he wanted he seemed much more understanding and less annoying than he used to be, but that couldn't make her feel better at all.
Once she was alone she did the mistake of closing her eyes, it was a crime! She opened them again breathing hard, why does he keep popping in her mind though he was miles away now?
In moments time his voice was filling her ears...'
"NO you listen to me!" She tried to cover her ears. "You won't do anything stupid! Are you out of your mind princess?"
His voice was serious when he asked that but she couldn't answer that simple question,
Yes she was out of her mind then, but not now.
She won't interfere in things that don't belong to her ever again, but can you change what is said and done?
Can she ever be the Manyata she used to be? No, she should kill off that Manyata, the Manyata who loved him, the Manyata who still yenned for him, and the Manyata who wanted to go running back to his arms, the Manyata who shouldn't exist anymore.
The darkness was creeping in to her room, that she switched on the lamps, yet the darkness seemed to hang over her, making her go back to the memories she wanted to avoid, memories which belonged to that Manyata.
She didn't wanted to sleep, sleeping meant dreaming about him, but staying awake here wasn't easy either, she could feel his presence, his lips touching her,
No
She shook her head, this can't carry on anymore.
Her hand swathed around her throat looking for the chin that hang in there, holding it she pulled, pulled the hardest she could and it came off. She threw it without even glancing at the locket that hang from it...'she doesn't want it anymore...'or she tried to think so.
*
A Few weeks earlier
Royal palace Mumbai
Mirnalini devi was looking speechlessly at her granddaughters silent white body laying in her bed unconsciously, her wrists bandaged and the IV plugged to her body, she remembered something that was very similar to the present condition, the night she lost her daughter forever.
She remembered the white face of Komal as she gasped for breath,
"Why Komal? Why? What was the need of all this?"
She asked her as she couldn't control her tears anymore.
"I don't want a life of lies Maa sahib"
Her reply shook her heart.
"No Komal be strong"
"You...'" She gasped. "You shouldn't have done that to di Ma sahib, you should've asked me to sacrifice"
"What did Brijraj tell you?"
"Nothing" She choked. "But the truth"
"Komal"
"There's no need to save me...'when you couldn't save di"
She shook that memory off. It all happened because of that girl, that chubby girl with such innocent eyes that everyone in the palace seemed to fell for her the moment she set foot there.
She turned from Meenakshi to the girl who was leaning against the wall, silent tears tickling down her cheeks...'No; she thought for herself, she won't let her take another life.
Noticing her gaze Manyata looked up.
"Nani sahib...'I.."
"You don't share any relation with me Manyata...'" She said in a cold voice. "You've no right to call me nani sahib"
"Mata ji" She corrected herself. "Please"
This, was more than Mirnalini devi could take.
She held her firmly from the shoulder and dragged her to the office, away from the peering ears of the household.
"What else is there that you want to destroy huh?"
She asked and the remaining color left Manyata's face.
"You made it clear today" She said after a pause. "That my upbringing can't take her dirty blood out of you"
At this Manyata looked up, from her stare fixed on the floor.
"Mama has nothing to do with this, please Mata ji don't meddle her"
"Oh yes!" She said in anger. "Your mother was such an innocent person"
"Yes she was!" Manyata retorted. "She did nothing but loved someone...'and love isn't a crime"
"Loving a man who's committed to someone is a crime! Breaking an innocent heart beyond amends is indeed a crime!"
"I never wanted Mini to be hurt" Manyata said slowly.
"Leave Uday alone then"
"I...'" She gulped.
Mirnalini devi turned to look at her.
"What is the thing that I don't know?"
She asked slowly. "Why can't he just leave you? What does he see in you that Mini doesn't have?"
She grabbed Manyata from her shoulders and shook her.
"Have you slept with him?"
Manyata gasped at her, surprised at the fact that how could her grandmother even think of such a thing.
"N..no" She stammered. "How could you...'?"
"I know of girls like you very well" Mirnalini devi shook her again. "You girls can stoop down in to any depth to gain what you want"
The tears in her eyes were no longer of sadness but of shock, how can someone be so blind?
"You're just like your mother" The words were no longer clear to her they just filled her ears with the continuous buzzing.
"You think that you can use your beauty to...'"
"That is enough nani sahib"
Someone spoke from just behind her ear. And an arm caught her before she could fell, her head was getting heavier.
He was here and she didn't know whether to feel glad or not.
"It was my decision, princess is not at fault"
*
Let's stop here for today,😊😊
Tell me your views,😊😊
Should I continue or not,😕
Thanks for reading!😃😃
Cham
PS: There was a grave mistake in this update thanks to fatima4a for pointing it out, as Manyata's Maya's daughter she should call Mirnalini devi nani sahib not dadi sahib
Now I've corrected it,😳
fatima4a dear thanks once again!!!😃😃
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