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OK so first read the next part and then my blabber will continue
Part - 4
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He decided that nothing but the truth will save their relationship now. He was waiting for her when she came out of the bathroom after changing into the night clothes.
She did not even looked at him and went straight to the bed, closing her eyes she pretended to sleep.
Shravan felt his last chance slipping away from him. Both of them were lying on the bed facing the roof. She with her eyes closed and he with eyes open.
'Sumo...mujhe tumse kuch kehna hai' he whispered slowly but she did not responded. 'sumooo...main janta hu ki tum jaag rhi ho please...suno na...' Still no response and he sighed.
'Suman' this time he called his wife instead of her friend.
'haan bolo' she answered opening her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly and a lone tear escaped.
'I know tumne mujhe mana kiya tha ki main tumhe Sumo na bulaau...sirf Suman bulaau..par main ye aaj nahin kar Sakta..mujhe Sumo se baat karni hai Suman se nahin. mujhe meri best friend se baat karni hai'
'shravan tum jaante ho ye possible...' she was about to complete her sentence when he cut in 'Please...aaj mera birthday hai na please...'he pleaded to her his voice thick with emotion.
Tears escaped from her eyes too... it felt too much... she felt her Shravan calling his Sumo...she again tried to argue with him and stop this but it hurt too much.
'it's not your birthday anymore Shravan ...the day has changed... it's already past 12'...but his next words broke the last of her resolve.
'turn around aur wo clock me Dekho kya time hua hai...I know ke wo shaam ko band ho gayi thi...par is room me akeli wahi clock hai aur agar uske according abhi mera birthday hi hai ...to abhi mera birthday hai aur Sumo being my best friend you cannot deny anything to me on my birthday. It was a rule which you made and now you cannot go back on it.' and he sat up on the bed. His heart hammering in his chest. This was the talk they should have had months ago and how he just wished that it was not too late.
Slowly she too sat up and faced him. She noticed tears rolling on his cheeks and her heart broke a little more. She can see that he was in so much pain she wanted to hold him in her arms. To hug him and offer comfort but she was not sure if that was what he wanted. She was not sure of anything except that she was finally going to talk to her Shravan after ages and probably for the last time but she was not going to think about that. A small smile came on his face when he looked at her. He slowly touched her fingers of the right hand a trying to figure out if it is acceptable to her or not and when she didn't rebuffed him he lightly held her palm in his lacing their fingers together.
'tumhe yaad hai Sumo...hamari friendship hone ke bad jab tumhara pehla birthday aaya tha to Maine tumhe encyclopaedia gift kiya tha thinking that ki wo tumhe bahuut accha lagega par aisa nahin tha aur tumne mujhe suna suna ke mera kaan kha liya tha...aur fir Maine wo gift wapas leke tumhe tumhari pasand ka gift diya tha...jab Maine tumse sorry bola tha encyclopaedia gift krne ke liye to tumne kaha tha ki dosti me itna chalta hai aur abhi to hum Naye Naye dost bane hai..ek dusre ko jaante nahin isliye ye chalta hai...yaad hai na tumhe Sumo?' he looked at her questioningly and she simply nodded.
'aur me janta hu ki Maine khud tumse PCT aake apni friendship khatam kari thi...par Shravan aur Sumo aaj bhi kahi na kahi friends hai na?' she did not replied at once and kept looking at him. She now had an inkling that where this conversation was going.
'bolo na Sumo...Shravan aur Sumo friends hai na?' he again asked her. His life depended on her answer. He prayed for the answer he wanted. Friendship was the relationship which bound them and with that it all started. After a few seconds which felt like ages she nodded slowly and a small smile again broke on his lips. Now he had hope that maybe they can make it work maybe he'll be able to change her decision. He had forced the court marriage on her and the result was disastrous. He had lost his Sumo and Suman was only an empty shell of the person his Sumo was.
'Mujhe mera gift nahin chahiye..Jo tumne mujhe party me diya..nahin chahiye...kya soch ke diye tumne mujhe wo papers?...bolo na Sumo kyun diye tumne mujhe wo papers?...tumne aaj tak mere kisi birthday pe mujhe gift nahin diya..to fir aaj kyun aur ye kyun?' his hold on her hand tightened. The tears from his eyes flowed more freely and each tear of his felt as if someone was piercing her heart with shards of glass. He was looking so hurt. She had thought that he will be happy with the divorce but she was wrong about him once again.
'Mujhe laga ki agar main chali jaungi to tum khush reh sakoge' Sumo answered with shaky voice. She knew now that her decision was wrong but she had to answer him had to keep this conversation going. After ages she saw something other than indifference towards her on his face and she wanted to feel that she mattered to him.
'Sumooo ... main tumse alag hoke Kaise khush reh Sakta hu...tum to janti ho na tumhare alawa aur koi nahin aaya hai meri life me...aur koi nahin hai mere dil ke itne paas...main kisi tarah tumhari chuppi bardaasht kar rha tha ye soch ke ki at least hum saath rehte hai...Puri life saath rahenge aur kuch time bad dheere dheere shayad hum normal ho jaye...mujhe nahin pata tha ki tum mujhse alag hona chahti ho...kya main itna bura hu Sumo...koi mere saath nahin rehna chahta...pehle Maa chali gayi aur ab tum bhi Ja rhi ho...I know ki main tumhari first choice nahin tha as life partner but please Sumo main bahut Akela hu mujhe aur Akela mat karo...please..I promise I'll make this work...please maaan jaao na.' he pleaded to her.
She closed her eyes and cried. The sobs racking her frame. He wanted to take her in his arms but knew that she has not allowed him that much.
After her crying subsided she charged towards him and grabbed the collar of his shirt pulling him towards herself.
'Mr. Shravan Malhotra tum bachpan me bhi buddhu the aur abhi bhi buddhu ho...tumhe kya lagta hai mujhe bada maza a rha hai tumse door Jakar?...main tumhare saath nahin rehna chahti?...tum meri first choice nahin ho... tum aisa soch bhi Kaise sakte ho... 10 saal tumhara intezaar kiya hai maine ...10 saal..
mujhe bhi utna hi dard ho rha hai jitna tumhe ho rha hai...nahin Jana chahti me tumse door...hamesha tumhare paas rehna chahti hu...par is tarah nahin reh Sakti mai...hum 1 ghar me 1 room me rehte hai par itne door hai ki din me 1 baar baat bhi nahin karte...maine bhi apna best friend khoya hai sirf tumne nahin...jaante bhi ho tum ki kya ho tum mere liye...main marr jaungi tumse door hokar...main..main...' and she broke down again but this time he engulfed her in his arms holding her tightly not wanting to let her ever go. Both of them cried their hearts out and nothing more was said, their tears did the remaining talking. The clock in his room did not indicated 12 hence his birthday was still not over. Two best friends tried to communicate with each other their feelings. They slept in each other'arms exhausted from all the crying and finally at peace because the other one was right there in their arms. The wall which they have built around their hearts started to crumble. there was so much between them which was unresolved but a thing both of them decided in their hearts that they will give this relationship a chance again. They would build it again from where it started because if the foundation is not strong no structure can survive and they wanted to build their whole life together.
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Phew...this part took sooo much time...
The show ended and the flow in my story broke ...
I am soo disheartened man...😭
Coming to the update I have written this part at least 4 times with different scenarios but was not happy so did not posted...it's 10:00 PM and I have nothing to do right now...gawwd I hate Sony...
Sorry for not updating earlier... specially to Castille...really sorry yaar...
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Shivangi
Edited by Vishakha2092 - 8 years ago