Hey guys!😊
Im back with an OS.Was hearing Pareshaan last night and this idea popped into my mind.Still hearing it.. LOL..Well i really hope u guys like it..tell me what u think by commenting😃
link of part 2-page 7
http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2961661&TPN=7
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She heard the sound of his jeep signaling that he was back.She sighed. He must be the only one in his posh rich 'snobby-people filled office who traveled in a jeep. He as in her husband Virat Vadhera.3 months ago she went from Maanvi Chaudary to Maanvi Vadhera before she even had the chance to blink. And she was not really in the condition to even blink then as she was laid up in the hospital connected to all those tubes and needles fighing for her life. Fighting against cancer, her deadly enemy. But the enemy did help her in a way though. Swamini bua no longer hated her and she didn't have to struggle to be the perfect vadhera Khaandaan ki bahu. All every one including Virat told her was to take it easy and take rest. She was fine with that so she ended up spending most of the time on her bed, holed up in their bedroom.
Their bedroom door banged open and Virat entered. He seemed to be disturbed. He tore his coat and threw it on the floor in the anger. Quite pointless really. He knew hew would have to pick it up on his own. She shivered as a draft of cold air had entered the room with him. She hated this. She was a girl who loved the rain. She had never missed a rain shower since she was 6 years old. But now even cold air was making her shiver. Pathetic. Virat's sharp eyes didn't fail to miss her action. He banged the door shut and flopped onto the bed with her, burying his face in the pillows.
She surveyed the man before her. It was obvious that he cared a lot about her. Even in his anger he never missed her discomfort and did whatever in his power to make her comfortable again. But she wouldn't exactly call their relationship a successful one. This marriage was actually an arrangement so that she can stay with her Di and get the best treatment possible. She hated herself for ruining her partner's life. But when he found out about her disease it was as if he had been possessed. He had immediately arranged for the marriage papers and made her sign it. She knew for a fact that everyone except her Jiju had been against it even her Di. It was not fair to him to be stuck with someone like her. But Virat had not taken no for an answer. So here he was. They were still best friends though an awkwardness had interrupted the perfect flow of their relationship when it came to matters like sharing like bed. He had slept on the floor for the first few days but her threat to scream at the top of her voice got him back on the bed. And presently he was almost shivering with anger careful to hide his face from her. She kept her hand on his shoulder. His muscles tensed, then slowly relaxed. She could feel his breathing go back to normal. Slowly he looked up at her.
He looked up to see his world looking back at him with wide eyes.. There was concern and worry in them for him. He had always dreamed of marrying her, having her worrying for him. But he had never expected that he would marry her without letting her know that he loved her. He could always tell her that. She was his wife. But he knew that she didn't love him that way. They had a wonderful relationship already and he didn't want to ruin it. She needed his support and revealing his truth might just cause her to stop depending on him so much. The truth had to wait of another day. He looked at her closely. It struck him how sick and tired she looked. And here he was worrying her. He got up and gently tucked her into bed. It was only 8 but Maanvi needed her sleep. She used to protest before. The first few days when he tried this was disasterous but now she just surrendered. It scared him how his sherni has changed. The chemos were really having an effect on her. He handed her ipod to her, which she accepted gladly. It helped her sleep.
He lay down next to her, staring at the ceiling thinking about his terrible day at work. Dadaji had once again insulted him. But this time he couldn't forgive or forget. Insulting in front of their family was one thing. But in front of his co-workers? What kind of pleasure did dadaji gain from hurting him? Suddenly he stiffened as he felt her breath on his face. This happened sometimes. During her sleep she would get too close to him. Though it killed him he would move back not wanting to wake her up. He turned his head expecting to see the familiar sleeping face of his angel but a pair of open and alert eyes greeted him. Wordlessly she handed him an earphone, keeping the other in her ear.
Surprised, he stared at her."Eases tension" she explained giving him a small smile.
He kept the earphone in his ear both congratulating and cursing him self for buying earphones with a short wire. Closeness couldn't be avoided. It was only when she started singing along with the song that he payed attention to it.
"Raahon se teri
Judney lagi hai..judney lagi hai
Chaubaare saare yeh
Milon ke maare se
Pooche hai tera pataa
Zara zara chale se
Thakne laga dil mera
Zara zara udhne ko
Karne laga dil mera"
"I don't think I have ever been in love"she suddenly whispered without a warning.He jerked when he heard her mention the word.
"I have heard of the feeling from many people, even from my Di. I have seen how she changed after she changed after she met Jiju. It must be a great feeling. But I have never experienced it. I guess I was too busy having fun. I don't know why partner but this song makes me regret it. This song is love for me you know."
He sighed. So he was right. She was definitely not in love with him.He pitied her for never feeling that wonderful feeling but also envied her as she never had to go through the heartbreak that he was facing now. He turned back to look at her and found that the wistful expression had left her face paving way to a small smile.
You know what Virat? I was just remembering the times that we spent together. We didn't get along well in the beginning I guess. If someone had told me that you would be my partner I would have died laughing right there. Remember the fights? But I guess I enjoyed the fights too. And that night..you came to Hrishikesh to see me and I fainted. Im sure I gave you quite a scare that day. You never did tell me what you said that night. What did you want to say Virat?"
He stopped breathing. Was she pulling his leg? He sat up and was followed by Maanvi though with some difficulty..
"You were thinking about me? I mean us?" He said fighting to keep his voice under control.
"Yes" She said, her eyes questioning.
A million emotions were attacking him at once battling for the throne. Hope won.
"Maanvi this song means love for you and you were thinking about me..i mean us when you heard it" He plainly stated. He wanted to hold her by the shoulders and shake some sense into her. How could she be so clueless?
"What... I...No I cant.." She said clutching her blanket desperately trying to find some excuse.
Viraat beamed. Finally he was successful in getting his point across. Her heart had finally caught up with her brain with some help from him. He winked at her and decided to leave her alone for sometime. He went into the bathroom and Maanvi heard the shower run.
This couldn't be happening to her.She wasn't in love with her husband, was she?
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wow sorry if this was crap...i dont think it came out well...😕
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