Pyaar Ka Pal:Update last prt pg 215 12/27 - Page 120

Three days later, Angad sat in his room after dinner, on his laptop. Kripa peaked at his laptop. The last thing she remember reading was, "I LOVE YOU NEHA!" in large letter. The words scared her. Who was Neha? And why was Angad mailing her the only four words, I love you Neha. In bold, red, capital letter, red. With a picture of flower next to it, that to roses, ROSES! This scared Kripa. For a second she thought Angad loved who ever this Neha was. Did he? I love you… Neha, Kripa thought again. Maybe she was just a close friend, Kripa finally thought. But then again, I LOVE YOU NEHA? What did that mean?

Ignoring this fact she sat down beside him on the bed. "Angad, are you doing anything to important."

"No!" He shut his laptop and sat facing Kripa, "Um.. Just sending a mail confirming something."

"What?"

"Oh, it was just a FBI task, don't worry about it!"

"What?" Kripa thought, "An FBI task, huh. You're a lire Angad." Angad had just lied right out to Kripa's face. Not feeling at all guilty, yet so confident. "Ok." Kripa said. "I'm going to go to bed." She went to the sofa and lay down, looking at Angad.

"Kripa, you know, you don't have to sleep on the sofa." Angad said.

"Why?"

"I don't want you having a hurt back, as I will have to take care of you. How about you sleep on the bed."

"And I don't want you to have a hurt back, so how about you stay on the bed."

"How about you both sleep on the bed?" Kripa and Angad looked at the door and saw a smiling Shahid stand there.

"Hello Shahid, so happy to see you." Kripa said sarcastically.

"Hi Kripa, Angad." Angad smiled.

"What are you doing here Shahid, and don't you know you knock before entering a husband and wife's room? Angad asked.

"No, specially not your guys. I will never find anything thing exciting going on." He sighed, "No drama at all. Before I would find you two at least fighting, now days, no fights, and of course no romance! Your life is boring." Angad and Kripa both threw a pillow on his face.

"Shahid, Shut-up!" They both yelled.

"What? It's true. And you guys are sleeping at nine?" Kripa then realized it was quite early. "Anjali is sleeping as well, Kripa will you go for a walk with me?"

"Sure." Kripa said jumping beside Shahid.

"Ah! Kripa your going to leave your darling, 'husband' here all alone, and that to for this freak?" Now both Kripa and Shahid picked up the pillows and threw them on Angad. And Angad threw one back to Shahid.

"Well, my dear 'husband' Shahid is much more interesting than you are! In fact I regret marrying you now, only if Shahid had proposed to me before you did."

"Ah!" Angad exclaimed, now Shahid and Angad throwing a pillow at her.

"What? I was siding you Shahid."

"Well, sorry to say but I don't think any one but Angad can handle you!" Angad walked to Shahid and they exchanged high-fives, laughing. Kripa wined stomping her feet on the floor like a little kid, calling Angad's name. Angad laughing put one arm around her, and then stopped laughing.

"Shahid, don't be making fun of her, she is after all my wife, who only I can handle." Shahid and Angad laughed again as Kripa walked out the room madly. "Now, go behind her!" Shahid said pushing him away. Angad ran out and caught up with Kripa outside. He took her hand and pulled her closer.

"What is it Angad?" She said.

"I was just kidding."

"Ok, ab choro mujhko."

"Nahie choro ga," he only pulled her closer on the cool, breezy night. Kripa stood there smiling at him.

"Angad, think-"

"I do that all the time unlike you."

"Angad!" She wined again.

"Ok, tell me."

"No I was just thinking that you would make a cute flirt!"

"Really!"

"Uh-huh! Now let me go."

"No."

"Please." She begged.

"Ok!" He let her go and moved back a few steps.

"Wow, now that was easy. Maybe you wouldn't make such a great flirt!" She said disappointed.

Angad looked at Kripa and smiled, before he could get her again Kripa ran around the garden, with Angad behind her. Shahid stood in the window and smiled to himself. He was happy for them, happy, that they were happy.

Kripa suddenly felt into someone, and then when she opened her eyes she found Prithvi under her. Angad stopped, and Kripa stood up, and looked at her scraped arm, and then looked at Prithvi and said sorry.

"It's ok, I hope your not hurt." Prithvi was about to touch Kripa's arm when Angad put his arm around her.

"Are you ok Kripa. I'm sorry."

"It's ok Angad." Prithvi felt mad now, every time he was with Kripa, Angad had to come between them. "Prithvi, what are you doing here?"

"I needed to know when our dead line was."

"You, could have called anyone for that." Kripa said madly.

"Sorry!"

"The deadline is three months." Angad answered, "Plus why haven't you left?"

"My flight is in two hours."

"See, you then." Angad turned and left angry. Kripa turned back to Prithvi. "I'm sorry Prithvi, Angad is just in a…. cranky mood."

"It's ok."

"Um… Prithvi- don't mind but Angad doesn't really like you around."

"I know, it's all over him when I'm near you. And its obvious, I was once engaged to you. And he's your husband, he loves you. He would be."

"He loves me?"

"Can't you tell. If he didn't he wouldn't mind you being around me."

"Ya."

"Ok, I'll leave now. Bye."

"Bye."

Prithvi left and Kripa thought to herself, If he loved me he would have told me. He simply… cares for me. Kripa went back when she saw Shahid. "You ready for the walk?"

"Sure."

Shahid and Kripa walked down the empty road. "Kripa, two months." Shahid said. Kripa was quit and they kept walking. "Kripa, have you figured out if he loves you?"

"No, but Angad know I love him." Kirpa told him.

"What? I mean, what did he say?"

"He can't give me what I'm asking for." Kripa said sadly.

"And what did you ask for?"

"I asked him for the right ever wife wants over her husband. I asked him to accept me, and he refused."

"Now what?"

"Don't know. And I think he loves someone else."

"What?" Shahid stopped now.

"Ya, I saw him e-mailing some Neha, saying I love you Neha. And…"

"Neha?"

"Neha!"

"I don't know any Neha, not from College either." Kripa sighed.

"He doesn't love me, he loves Neha!"

"Aw! Don't say that, give it some more time."

"I guess."

Suddenly, it started raining and Shahid and Kripa ran back.

Angad was standing at the window when Kripa came running in drying her hair. The room was dark, and one candle was lit, glowing thought the room. The wind was speeding, it closed the door. Angad turned to see Kripa stand there, looking at Angad, passionately. Angad started walking to Kripa, almost as if Kripa was magnet and he was metal, Kirpa was attracting him towards her. Kripa confused, moved backwards until she hit the door, and closed it shut, with a click. Kirpa looked behind her and then at Angad. He was close enough she could see each aspect of his eye clearly. Kripa left his hands slowly around her pulling her closer. As Angad's lips neared Kripa's sick Kripa closed her eyes. Angad's lips brushed Kirpa's cheeks and then she felt his hot breath near her ear, "You look beautiful in the candle light." Kirpa lowered her eyes and blushed. Angad kissed Kripa's ear, and then her cheek. As his lips moved closer to Kripa's, everything broke and both Kripa and Angad realized they had been dreaming. The room was lit with a candle, it was raining, but Angad wasn't close to Kripa. Now Kripa went and stood next to him putting her hand out in the rain. Angad watched her as Kripa began to speak.

"Angad, isn't it easy to say that, 'I love you but, I don't ask you to love me back,' isn't it so fake. How can you love someone and not want that person to love you back." Angad heard Kripa drift away, "How can I love you and not ask you to love me back, Angad? How can I love you Angad?" Soon tears were spilling from her eyes. Angad knew Kripa was not thinking before she was talking. "Angad, why don't you love me? What do I lack that makes you not love me?" Now Angad took Kripa by her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"Kripa, tum aapna hoosh main nahie ho?"

"Your right, main aapna hoosh main nahie ho. Lakin Angad tum batao, if you loved someone and she didn't love you, how would you feel? How would you feel if you loved me and I didn't love you. How would you feel if I rejected you."

Angad pulled her closer, "I love you Kripa. Who said I don't love you." He kissed her forehead, and embraced her. "I love you because you're my best friend." Kripa pulled apart and pushed Angad away.

"Angad, I'm sick of being your friend. Your so-called, 'best friend.' Angad, I don't want to be your best friend. I-"

Angad took Kripa's arm and held her close. For the first time he looked deep into her eyes, deep enough to see the intense love. Suddenly all his anger vanished and he pulled her closer and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry Kripa." But Kripa didn't respond. He pulled her away and found her asleep. He knew exactly what had happened now, she was once again taking support from her sleeping pills. Angad picked Kripa up and put her down on the bed. Angad feared Kripa is going back into depression, last time she had taken sleeping pills were when her parents died, and then when Angad had left her. At that time luckily Shahid was there and he had stopped her. When Angad came to know about this he was quite shocked.

Angad stood up, but found his hand in Kripa's. He bend down again and kissed her. "What can I do to make her happy?" He asked himself. As he sat beside Kripa thinking his phone buzzed. He received a message, he read it and smiled. "Got it!" He looked at a sad Kripa. "I promise you smiles Kripa." He kissed her cheek once again and stood up.

One week later, around noon, Kripa is sitting on her bad, dark circles under her eyes, sad. She slowly sunk into her bed and pulled the covers over head. Angad came into the room, with little Kris in his arms. He kissed his cheeks and put him on the bed, and left the room.

Kris was a little over one year and five months old. Kripa and Angad had completed around nine months of their marriage now and Kripa was really ready to give up at this point. After reading another mail Angad had sent to this "Neha," Kripa was even more heart broken. She told Shahid about this, and now he said that maybe they did know a Neha, it could be possible. Kripa only sunk deeper after hearing this. Angad didn't know the reason of her depression, he thought it's because she loves him and he's not ready to give the love back.

Little Kris walked on the bed and then sat next to Kripa. He pulled the covers off her face and played with her nose. Kripa opened her eyes slowly, and saw Kris sitting there smiling. Kripa was in utter shock. Kris sat on the bed clapping his little hands as he saw Kripa slowly sit up. Kripa picked Kris up and kissed her, and then hugged him tightly, and cried for sometime. Angad stood at the door quietly watching, and crying himself. Anjali stood behind him and put her hand on his shoulder.

Kripa kissed Kris's forehead and both his cheeks. Kris kissed her back, and Kirpa cried even more. Kris sat there for a few seconds and then he leaned closer to Kripa and wiped her tears with his tiny hands. "I love you beta!" Kripa said hugging him again, "I really love you!"

"Mama!" Kris said in Kripa's ear. This only added sugar to Kirpa's joy. Angad was bawling now.

"Angad, stop crying and go handle her!" Anjali told him wiping her own tears. Angad wiped his tears and smiled and walked into the room. Kripa saw him and smiled. She right away knew this was Angad's plan. Angad sat down beside Kripa and put his arm around her. Kris jumped out of Kirpa's arms and sat on the bed playing with the sheets.

"Thanks Angad."

"Your welcome, now promise me."

"What?"

"You will never take sleeping pills," he put his hand out in front of Kripa, "Promise?"

Kripa held his hand and kissed it, "Promise." Angad smiled at Kripa and kissed her forehead. "You're the best Angad!" She said as she picked Kris up one more time. Kripa started playing with Kris again. Angad stood up and backed away, happy to see her so happy.

Dadi and Bua were back as well. It was Shahid's birthday in a week and they were going to stay until then. Kripa had spent the whole day with Kris. Dadi had decided to get Anjali and Shahid engaged the day of his birthday and therefore the whole house was busy in preparations, everyone but Kripa. Angad did most of the initiations, and this way he got to stay with Kripa and Kris instead of running around the whole time. For Kripa, Kris was the world right now. She had forgotten everything; eating, sleeping, everything. She was so happy to have Kris. Seeing the new light on Kripa's face he knew exactly what she had been trying to tell her when she said she wanted kids.

Kripa noticed Angad sitting and watching her. She picked Kris up and went to the sofa and sat down beside him. No one was home. Anjali and Shahid were gone to book a hall, while Dadi and Bua were gone to finalize a few other things.

"Aaisa kya dek raha ho?" Kripa asked him, as she sat Kris down between both of them.

'I'm happy to see you so happy!" He said dialing another number, when Kripa took the phone from him.

"Your concerned about anything but your stupid phone, or your stupid computer."

"Kirpa- ok fine, tell me. What do you want?"

"Your attention." Kripa looked down at Kris who was falling on her, his eyes closing slowly. Kripa picked him up and took her to her room and put her to sleep. When she came back Angad was sending someone a SMS. Kirpa snatched the phone again. "Your attention, remember."

"Of course, tell me."

Kripa hesitated, "Remember you told me to take up an assignment."

"Yes." Angad said just as slowly.

"Well…"

"Well?" He asked.

"I've taken up an assignment, it's not confirmed yet but it will be soon."

"That's good! When are you leaving?" Angad asked quite, disappointed. Kripa caught the disappointment in his voice and smiled to herself. She cuddled up against up and hugged him, disappointed when Angad didn't respond.

"If it gets confirmed I will leave three months, most likely the day of our first anniversary." This broke Angad's heart even more. Now they both realized they had been together for almost a year. How quickly time had passed by.

"For how long?" Angad asked her, scared for her answer.

"One years at the least." Kripa answered slowly, carefully, with tears running from her own eyes, spreading on Angad's shirt. Now Angad put his arms around her as well. Kripa couldn't help but break down yet again. "I hope I've made you happy Angad." Kripa said after sometime wiping her eyes. Angad didn't respond nor did he look at Kripa. Kripa left the room, Angad stood up and went to the terrace.

It was a cool October night. It would be snowing soon, Christmas lights would be around London, making the place look like heaven. In the silent night Kripa's words echoed in Angad's head. "If it gets confirmed I will leave three months, most likely the day of our first anniversary. For one year." Angad closed his eyes as tears of pain ran from his eyes. "Kripa I wanted you to be away because I wanted you to be away from me. Because, I knew you would have been happy away from me. But at this point I know that neither one of us will be happy away from each other. I know it, if we could we wouldn't have cried holding each other. I can't loose you again Kripa, I can't." He wiped his tears and smiled, "We will celebrate our first anniversary in three months, and on that day I will start my new life with you. Just three more months. I will make you mine, and I won't let you leave."

By the time Angad went back down stairs everyone was back home, sitting on the dinning table having dinner. Angad sat down with everyone and then noticed Kripa wasn't there. "Dadi, Kripa kaha hai?"

"She doesn't want to eat." Shahid answered.

"Oh!" Angad slowly stood up.

"Where are you going?" Shahid asked, "Let me guess tumko bhi bhook nahie hai, right?" Anjali tried not to laugh. Angad rolled his eyes and left.

Kripa was working on the computer when Angad came in. She had changed into sweats. She was wearing glasses and her hair were tied up with a pencil. She wore little diamond studs, with a few strands of her hair hanging on her face. Suddenly she looked… gorgeous to Angad. So simple yet beautiful. "Kripa," he called. Kripa looked at Angad and he clicked a picture on his phone. "Perfect." Kripa smiled tilting her head slightly. "Your silly Angad."

Kris was sleeping while sucking on his thumb. Everything was so serene. When Angad was coming to the room he thought that Kripa would be angry at him, but guess not. She was in a quite happy mood. "Why aren't you having dinner?" Angad asked sitting on the bed picking up a magazine.

"I have to finish this. Did you eat?" Angad looked at Kripa. She was concentrating on the screen.

"Yes." He said.

Kripa stopped typing and turned smiling, "Learn to lie Angad." She said smiling.

"Who said I'm lying?"

"It's clear."

"I'm not lying Kripa, you just think I am."

"Ok, as you wish!" She started typing again while Angad went and changed into his night suit. When he came back he sat down on the sofa, across Kripa and started checking his mail.

"Oh my god!" He said almost jumping put of his seat. "This is too good!" Kripa took her glasses off and looked at him. "Kya hua?"

"Neha is coming to London! Wow!" Kripa almost fell from her chair as she heard 'Neha.' Everything linked to this Neha came back to her mind.

"Who is this Neha?" She asked angry.

"A college friend."

"Oh. When is she coming?"

"The day Shahid and Anjali are getting engaged."

"That's great!" Kripa said going back to her work. Angad sighed happy.

As Angad and Kripa get closer a new problem arrives. Are Kripa and destined to stay away from each other? 😛