FF : Intehaan : The test of love part 16(Final part) updated

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Baldev puttar, tu Delhi Ja raha hain na? yeh mere kuch saman ke list hain le ana...said an overjoyed Bansuri. He didn't answer anything just took the list silently and walked away...

Papaji..main aaj ek consignment leke Delhi ja raha hoon...aur phir waha se aur ek consignment leke Amritsar...sayad wapas aate aate parsow subha ho gayegi...he bend down to touch his feet...Balwant stood up from the arm chair and put his hand on his head...Changa puttar...apna dhyaan rakhi...he tried his level best to sound happy and allow himself a smile, but two droplets of tears escaped his eyes. Baldev slowly walked away and Balwant kept looking at him with teary eyes...

Sarpanchji...aap ki chaye...Balwant silently took the cup from her...dekha aapne main na keh ti thi ke dhire dhire humara puttar sab bhool jayega...ab toh main koye susil, change kudi dekh kar uska beha karwaungi...she was almost jumping with joy...

Baas...Bansuriji...Ab rehem karo...mujh par aur mere bachoo par...na jane mere kis janm ke papon ka fall hain yeh...kamwaqt maut bhi to nahi aati...tin baar daura par chukka, lekin har bari...raab ne mainu bacha liya...sayad mere khamosiyon ki saaja ab taq puri nahi hui...he put down the cup on the table and walked away...

Leh Jaggi prasad...

Oye, aachanak yeh pradad kaise?

Who aaj itne dino ke baad Baldev praji khood consignment leke Delhi ja rahe hain, to socha Gurdware main Prasad chara doon...

Bohot changa kitta Billa tune. Baldev praji dhire dhire zindage main aage barh rahe hain...Kash...kahi se...

Jaggi...Billa...consignment ready hain?...he asked in a how lifeless voice...

Haan praji...ek ek saman hum dono neh check kiya hain...aap baas form peh sign karo aur raabji ka naam leke nikal paro...pehle yeh Prasad lelo praji...said Billa in a very hesitant voice...

Tum log to jante ho... main in baton main biswas nahi karta...form kaha hain...aur driver aya ki nahi...

Haan praji...main taiwar hoon said the driver...he first signed the form and then tiered it off from the pad and kept it in the pocket of his jacket and rode the truck alongside the driver...the truck slowly moved out of the sight of Jaggi and Billa, who kept looking at the truck with teary eyes.

Baldev Balwant Singh, age 28 years, native place Preetampura, Punjab. He looks like a man but actually is a vegetable today, "Zinda Laash" as they call it in Hindi. He is living his life for the sake of living only. Words like happiness, smile and even pain and tears do not exist in his dictionary. The only person he speaks with is his father Balwant, his two friends Jaggi and Billa and his sister Gunjan. The persons he hates most is himself and then his mother...he has never spoken to her in the last 6 months...for 3 months he had isolated himself from everything...staying in an abandoned stable which belonged to his family near the end of his village, he had decided to close down his rapidly flourishing transport business, but his father requested him not to and his friends literally begged him not to close the business. For the last five months his father and his friends have been taking care of his business and him. He has many kurtas and jackets but not a single baniyan ( men's innerwear for the upper portion of the body) which is not stained with his own blood. He had decided to torture himself till death, but death never came. Somehow Gaunjan and Balwant managed to convince him to stay at home and try to get back to normal life and move on. Although he has been staying with his parents for the past 1 month he never enters his bed room. Gunjan has shifted his belongings to her room and she herself is staying in Baldev's room. She is pregnant and has been staying in her mother's place for the last 1 month.

"Tu neh mera drawing book phar diya...main tujhe nahi choroonga..."

"Main tera jaan le loonga"...two school kids were fighting endlessly and had been banging each other to the ground...a lady came running in

"Karan...Rajesh...nooo...stop this". She managed to stop them and separate them from each other. " Tum dono phir se lar rahe ho...phir se maar pit kar rahe ho...mana kiya tha na maine" said the lady

"Miss is ne mera drawing book phar diya"...said Karan

"Nahi Miss...pehle isne mera drawing book phara tha"...said Rajesh

"Baas...tum dono neh mujhse keya promise kiya tha? Kabhi nahi laroge...tum logo ne apna promise tor diya?"

" Sorry Miss" said both Karan and Rajesh

"Ab jaldi se ek dusre ko sorry bolo aur zadra khatam karo"...they both said sorry to each other and hugged and went away. An elderly lady had already arrived..."Poore school main koye aur in dono ko sambhal nahi sakta...lekin tum kitne aasaani se inhe sambhal te ho..."

" Kuch nahi Ma'am...do no baas thore se sararati hain...lekin pyaar se samjhane se samajh jaate hain. Aacha Ma'am main chalti hoon mere class ka samay ho raha hain"...she walked away...the elderly Lady kept looking at her.

Name: Veera Singh, age 24 years, native place preetampura, Punjab, current location Delhi, India. Nick name given by colleagues, particularly male colleagues "MYSTERY". The only time she smiles is when she is with the students of her class and the only person she speaks freely with is the Principal of her School, Mrs. Ahuja. She never speaks to anybody unless absolutely required. Her colleagues have tried to talk and get closer to her but she never gave anybody a chance. They say there are actually two Veeras...one inside the class room with her students and another outside that class room. People are curious about her, particularly about her marital status, but nobody dares to cross the wall she has herself put around her. She tries to keep herself engaged with the kids all day. If any time she is free she can only be found at one place, under a big banyan tree at the corner of the school compound. Once Mrs. Ahuja found her there, she was sitting like a statue, but tears were pouring down her chicks, when asked she said I am missing my family. Yes she has a non existing family today. She has broken all ties with every one she knew, even with her Veerji, who was like God to her and may be the root cause of all her sufferings. The only person who knows her in Delhi is her classmate and friend Shivani. She herself does not know her identity today whether she is Veera Sampooran Singh or she is Mrs. Veera Baldev Singh.

...to be continued

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SurAditAnjali thumbnail
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Posted: 10 years ago
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Jeet,i must say you have a vision(already expressed the end result of current situation). The current track resembles it so much. You indirectly expressed ur feelings. A dark mysterious story ahead. Keep it up!
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Posted: 10 years ago
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Awosome pls continu pls update soon.
Baldev ki current situation dekh ke kahi yahi na ho uske ssath aage jake
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Posted: 10 years ago
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Wow this is sooo good.
definitely update it, wanna know what happens. Its almost like an what if?? They got divorced scenario.

Write that its an fanfic in ur title because I almost didnt open this and would have missed a great story.
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Posted: 10 years ago
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This is really interesting...plz update soon
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Thanks for the PM Jeet. Sorry it took me awhile to read this. Have been busy lately. I have not been visiting this forum much at all, and was behind on episodes as well, but recently caught up on the episodes, but not this week's ones.

Very good start and quite intriguing. I wish the CV's had the vision to execute something like this. Rather than the endless trying and crying by Veera, Baldev confused between his heart and head and Bansuri's endless Chaals, something like this would be very interesting to watch. It makes the story edgy again. What they are showing now is just repetitive.


Anyway, please PM when you do the next part!


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Sorry for the late update friends. Here is part 2

Veera Miss, a teacher of English in a 10th standard school in Delhi. An immensely loved and respected character among her students. What separates her from other teachers is the personal care she takes of almost every student and the bonding she shares with them. She even plays with the students of lower classes during their Tiffin time. She gives tuitions to many students in almost a throw away price. All for the sake of engagement only. She stays in a Ladies PG in Moti Nagar of Delhi. Moring 9 to 4 is her school timings and after completing her tuitions she returns to the PG about 9:00 P.M, prepares her food and then tries to sleep, that's her life today.

She hardly sleeps; many a time her neighbours have spotted her fallen asleep sitting on the arm chair on the balcony of her PG. She has stopped questioning her fate and even God himself. She has forgotten she was the pampered Veerakari of her family. The life she dreamt of was thrashed 7 months ago when she made the biggest mistake of her life, she spoke out her heart. Even in her worst nightmare she couldn't have thought the price of telling the truth, the price of expressing your true feeling to someone you love could be that big, no matter how true or correct she was.

It is a full moon today; she was sitting on that arm chair in the balcony and looking at the moon. She don't know why, but today whenever she has got some free time, even for 5 minutes, she felt restless, a feeling of fear was engrossing her, she was feeling something is going to happen, she can no longer expect anything good happening in her life, so she was tensed, and was wondering what more bad can happen to her. It's almost midnight now, the cool breeze was reminding her of her home, but slowly it got stronger and amidst that gusty wind she could clearly hear a very familiar voice "Veera, main tenu bohot pyaar karta hoon". She jumped up from the chair and looked around, she could see no one, she had just got her breath back again she heard the same voice "Veera, main tenu bohot pyaar karta hoon"

She couldn't bear it any more. She covered her ears with her palms, she had started to get sweat, her entire body was shivering, and she ran into the room and jumped to her bed and covered her face with her pillow.

Off late this has been happening to her frequently, she hears this voice whenever she is alone, a voice that was like heartbeats to her, a voice that haunts her today, a voice that tends to squeeze the last bits of life that is remaining in her body today. That's how her nights are today. Every second seemed like an hour to her and once more her bed and her pillow became wet as she kept waiting for the morning...

Next Day- 1:00P.M. The Delhi Mall: the biggest mall in New Delhi, a young couple were doing their shopping. Baldev entered the shop and handed the list Bansuri had given him to another salesgirl, who asked him to wait. He was looking around the shop when he spotted that couple and immediately screamed out "Shivaniii". He ran up to them and holds the girl by her shoulders

"rab sa sukar hain Shivani...tum mil gaye" everyone was stunned by that, the young man pulled him away from her

"Hey, what is this?...yeh koye tarika hain kisi lady se bat karne ki"

"Maaf karna ji, galti ho gayee. Weh meri boti...mera matlab meri patni ke dost hain...bohot dino ke baad inhe dekha...to..." he tried to move closer to her, but the man pulled him back.

"Shivani...do you know him..." the man asked

"No, I don't...koun hain aap?" the man got very angry he was about to slap him when Shivani stopped him.

"Dipak, nooo, please don't make a scene, let me handle this. Koun hain aap, keya main aap ko janti hoon?"

"Shivani...main Baldev...Baldev Singh...Preetampura ka Baldev..."

"Baldev...Preetampura...kaya hain yeh sab"

"Tum bhool gaye...tum, payal, jyoti aur ankur sab preetampura aye they...tumare dost Veera ke gharr...meri behen Gunjan to yaad hain na tumhe...". She was shocked a little and even Dipak also noticed that and calmed down. "Yaad aya ...Veera...tumhari college ka friend...are usbar to tum sab ne milkar..." his word were cut short

"Dekhiye...mera naam Shivani zaroor hain, par mujhe nahi pata aap mera naam kaise jante hain, aur konsi Veera ka baat kar rahe hain...Please leave us alone...aur aap bhi apne raste chale jaiyee".

Both Shivani and Dipak, moved back to their counter...Dipak looked amazed by what has happened and Shivani signed to him through her eyes. The sales girl informed Baldev his items were ready...he paid the bill and left the shop. While walking he kept looking at Shivani, who also looked back to him twice. He had actually banged on to the wall. So he left.

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Posted: 10 years ago
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its going very well... eager to read more
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Friends I can see many of you are just clicking like, it's fine, but your honest comments are my inspiration, so please leave your comments and criticism and negative comments are also whole heartedly welcomed.
Here is part-3. It is short. I'll update soon.

"Main haar gayee Baldev...mera pyaar haar gaya...socha tha is ek mahine main aapni galti ko sudhar lungi...aapne baaki ristoh ko sambhal ne main, main itna ulajh gayi thi ke kabi is baat ka ehsaas bhi nahi hua, ke tera -mera rista bhi utna hi ehem hain jitney ke mere baaki ristey. Kabhi tujhe woh pyaar, woh importance nahi de payi jo tera haq tha, kabhi tujh par who bharosa nahi kar payee jiske tu layak tha. Hamesha tu aapna sab kuch bhoola kar sirf mere naal rehna chahta tha, aur main tujhe intezaar karati rahi...jab ehsaas huwa to din raat ehi kaushish karti rahi ke tujhe who sab kuch doon jo tera haq hain...lekin sayad bohot der ho chuki thi...aaj jab main apna sab kuch bhoola kar sirf tere naal rehna chahti hoon, tu mujh se door jana chahta hain...socha tha tere gussey ke piche chupa huwa tere pyaar ko phir se pa loongi, who zindagi jiyoongi, jisa sapna hum dono neh sath mil kar dekha tha, jiske liye itna kuch saha tune...lekin kismat ko sayad yeh manzoor na thi...jitni bhi main kausis karti jayee, har baari kuch na kuch ulta hota jaya...aur tu mujh se aur door jata raha...leh Baldev...aaj ek mahina poora huwa...mainey is divorce paper par sign kar di hain...".

His hands were shivering while taking that...he has been fighting with his inner self for a month now. She was right, every time he wanted to trust her, embrace her something happened that pull him away from her. Poor souls, they never knew it was not fate; it was someone who never wanted them to be together and happy. He never knew when his anger had turned him into a devil. His soul was inching to embrace her, his heart was saying don't let her go, she is your soul, you will never manage to live without her, but something was instigating him to be rigid and stick to his decision.

"Baas ek akhri ehsaan kar de mujh par Baldev...humara rista rahe yeha na rahe ...koye bhi kuri is mangal sutra ko apne aap nahi utar sakti...apne maanj ka sindoor nahi mita sakti...inhe mita de "

His legs were shaking, his hands were shivering, his vision became blurred because of tears, he felt like dropping on the floor any second...but some unknown force took his hands to her, as he untied the mangal sutra from her neck and wiped off the sindoor from her forehead...

"Veeeraaa"... he srecamed...

"praji...the truck driver was shocked...he first controlled the truck and then stopped at one side of the road...Praji...ki hoya ...aap thik ho na...yeh...yeh paani...pilo praji"

He took some water and then splashed his face with some water...he got his breath back slowly.

"main thik hoon...aap chalate raho"

"Baldeeev" she screamed and sat up on his bed, she was struggling for breath, her entire body was shivering...a lady came running in..."veera keya huwa?...tum...yeh paani pilo Veera..." she drunk some water and slowly got her breath back

"keya huwa Veera...koyee bura sapna dekh keya...aaj tumne darwaza bhi band nahi kiya...aachanak tumare chikne ki awaz aye toh main dowra chala ayaa...keya huwa...koyee bura sapna dekha tumne...dhire dhire so jao...sab thik ho jayega...she affectionately moved her fingers through her hairs...Veera laid down on the bed...

Perhaps that lady was right...one of the biggest truth of their lives is their biggest nightmare today. Neither Veera nor Baldev knew they had the same nightmare that night and screamed at the same time taking each other's name. Their souls were still together, but their bodies were not, the name of each other was still on their lips, but their voice was not audible to each other.

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Posted: 10 years ago
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Read both the parts. nice update.
Its very sad to see Veeba like this. Their love for each other couldn't get them along together, instead separated them. I actually thought that they both might bump onto each other just for a moment though.

Good going, the pain of separation is depicted nicely, continue with the next update soon.

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