FF: Mora Piya Part 7 Page 20 *3/31* - Page 3

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Manvi felt better by now, constantly assuring her heart that she had done the right thing. Smiling was out of question now but she stopped her tears and tried to divert her mind by listening to music. The driver switched on the radio and to her chagrin the same song was being played here too.

….Humri ik, muskaan pe woh toh

Haan humri ik, muskaan pe woh toh apni jaan lutaata tha

She felt as though she was back in the same room. She remembered the last time he had made her smile, today morning. It was a hectic day for him and he never had breakfast during such days. But today when he saw her preparing his favourite paneer tikkaas , he grabbed a few right from the kitchen and went out, leaving a smile on her face again. Manvi felt the tug at her heart again and looked at the only souvenir she had taken as his memory, her mangalsutra.

Jag bisra ke aanthon pehariya,

more hi gun gata tha

"Uska reaction kya hoga?" she wondered to herself "Kya use thoda sa bhi gham hoga? Of course hoga! Apne dost ko khone ka gham to kam se kam hoga. Patni ki baat ka shayad nahi. " she sighed sadly as she remembered the million times he had supported her as a true friend. But somehow throughout the 1 year they had been together, she had felt some underlying apprehension or sadness in his eyes. He never let her feel unhappy but she knew that she was not whom he wanted. And meeting Maya again had confirmed it to her.

Bha gai ka ...oo bha gai ka koi sautan ow ke

mora kacchu bhawat naahin

Mora piya mo se bolat naahin

Virat felt a thousand emotions attacking him at the same time as he was sitting on the flight. Anger, sorrow, fear, everything was creating a maelstrom within him. "Manvi aisa kaise kar sakti hai?! Ek saal saath rehne baad wo aisa kyun soch rahi hai? Kya wo mujhse freedom chahthi hai? But phir usne paper mein ye kyun likha ki ab MAIN azaad hun? Wo meri azaadi ke baare mein soch rahi hai? " he pondered over the same questions again and again on his mind . He had felt so scared in life only one time prior and that was when Manvi's operation had happened. He had the same fear today. The fear of losing her and never knowing how to live again. He closed his eyes and could hear in his mind, the song which she had been listening to before leaving .

Mora piya mo se bolat naahin

Dwaar jiya ke

..Ooo dwaar jiye ke kholat naahin

The flight landed and he got ready to do what he had come to Rishikesh for. To make her talk to him. "Is baar hum dost ki tarah nahi honge Manvi." he resolved as he came out of the flight "Is baar hum apne asli rishte ko nibhaayenge. Pati aur patni ka. Aur tumhara pati tumhe wapas paakar hi rahega. Chahe kuch bhi karna pade." he walked into the small airport of his wife's hometown.

After another half an hour of unbearable pain at her heart Manvi felt a change in the wind as she entered Rishikesh. She had always felt happy and at peace in her hometown, surrounded by her family. But today felt alone with everybody with her. It was as though she had left herself back in Chandigarh. "Madamji, aapka ghar aa gaya" she heard the driver say and looked out at the home which had become a mere house for her. Didn't they say home is where the heart is? And her heart was quite far way. She made herself strong and got out, walking towards the door. She pressed the door bell and waited for Dabbu or her Di to open the door. "Hi…" she stopped abruptly as the door opened as she saw the face she had been missing throughout the journey. "Hi Mrs.Vadhera.Welcome home." she heard and felt the world stand still. What was going on?! Virat?!