Pyaar Ka Pal:Update last prt pg 215 12/27 - Page 94

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 34

Angad was in the garden, strolling that night when Shahid caught up with him. The two friends walked across the grass in silence when Angad finally spoke. "Shahid, what's going on between you and Kripa?" Shahid tried not to smile, and then finally answered.

"What's happening between us? Nothing is." Shahid replied, halting. "And what do you mean what's happening between us?" A grin covered his face.

"I mean… nothing."

"Angad what have you though about your future, Kripa's future?" Shahid asked.

Angad didn't reply for sometime and Shahid didn't ask again, but Shahid was shocked when he heard his answer.

"I'm going to divorce Kripa." He said. Shahid stopped and turned Angad around.

"In hell your going to divorce Kripa!" He screamed. "You won't even do that in your dreams Angad. For gods sake what's her fault that your putting his life in such a mess?"

Angad looked at Shahid, "Shahid, why do you care about Kripa so much? I've been noticing, you have been neglecting everything for her, almost as if you-"

"That's enough Angad, really. This was all a fake act between Kripa and I, to make you feel angry and jealous, or actually just to see how you would react. And give me one good reason why you want to divorce Kirpa. And don't, don't say you don't love her because I will kill you!" Shahid stood there just looking at Angad, waiting for his answer. "Will you say something now?"

"Fine! I want to divorce Kripa because she hates me, she can't stand me, because she wants to see me hurt, she hates me Shahid, she hates me! And I can't live with her seeing hate in her eyes for me, and I can't hurt her back. That's why I want to divorce her. I want her to live her life the way she wants. With who she wants." Angad yelled when he saw sitting in a wheel chair with Anjali behind her. Tears ran down her eyes, and it started to rain over them. Angad and Kripa needed a moment with each other, Anjali and Shahid left Kripa and Angad. After a few minutes Kripa stood up, struggling to stay on her feet. And with pain in her feet she walked to Angad, and just threw her arms around him. She stood there crying, waiting for Angad to embrace her back. But it never happened, Angad never embraced her back.

******

Angad sat in the plane with Shahid sleeping next to him, thinking about everything that happened. A tear trickled down Angad's eye, when he saw a small kid on the other side just looking at him, sadly. The little kid walked to Angad, and Angad bent down. The little boy wiped the tears off Angad's face, and kissed him. Angad picked up the little kid and hugged him tightly, crying even more now. Angad pulled away from the little kid and he wiped Angad's tears again.

"Why are you crying?" He asked Anagd in his kid, immature voice.

"Because I think I have hurt someone who loves me a lot." Angad answered.

"You should kiss and say sorry." The little boy told Angad.

"I think I will do that."

"Will you really Angad?" Shahid asked. Angad kissed the little boy and buckled him up in his seat again, and then went back to his seat. "Angad will you really do that?" He asked again.

"Maybe." Angad replied.

"Maybe, still maybe. God knows what's going happen to you." Shahid said closing his eyes again.

"Shahid." Angad started.

"What?" Shahid said with his eyes closed.

"I'm sorry." Shahid opened his eyes and smiled.

"I know you are sorry, Kripa needs to know your sorry."

"But why should I tell her I'm sorry. Why did she say the things she did that day?" Angad said arrogantly.

Shahid rolled his eyes and closed his eyes again. "Your going to regret someday Angad."

"Shahid open your eyes will you, and tell me why Kripa said all that!" Angad said poking his ribs.

"I don't!" He yelled back.

"Shahid, I know you, and I know Kirpa. And I'm stupid enough that I believed everything she said. But I need to know why."

"You are stupid Angad, but what I want to know is will you accept her if you find out why she said the things she did?"

"No I won't." Angad said sitting back.

"You are an idiot. And I don't know why she said the things she did." Shahid said closing his eyes again. Angad sat back and thought to himself, I'm sorry Shahid, and Kripa. But I just can't move on with my life. I love you Kripa, I do. I have loved you from the first time I saw you, most likely. But I can't live my life with you. It's not going to happen. I'm sorry. I can live with you married my whole life. But I can't live with you letting you know how much I love you. It just can't happen. It just can't.

*****

A week later, Kripa was in the hospital getting her foot check. It was fine and Kripa could walk now. Angad and Shahid weren't back yet. Kripa had decided she won't divorce Angad. She would let there marriage have one more chance, she would make Anagd fall in love with her. Anjali and Kripa drove back home and the two stopped at Hard Rock caf to have lunch. The two ordered just a light salad with some wine. Shahid had called Anjali everyday, twice a day. Angad hadn't called Kripa once in this whole week. "Kripa!" Anjali called. "Kripa!" She called again. Kripa snapped out of her thoughts and focused back at Anjali. "Kaha ho?"

"Sorry Anjali." Kripa said with a forced smile. "I was just thinking-"

"About Angad." Anjali said calmly. Kirpa looked at her salad and played with it. "Kripa, I know your depressed because of what Angad said the other day but-"

"I'm not, I'm actually depressed that he hasn't called me once to ask me how I was." She sighed. Anjali grinned as she saw her friend's dreamy eyes.

"Your too much Kripa, I don't know how Angad manages to stay away from you."

"What do you mean?" Kripa asked sipping her wine.

"Kirpa, we know for sure Angad loves you but-"

"He does?" Kripa asked putting her glass down. "How do you know, and if you know, how come I don't know he loves me?" Kripa was confused and she sat back calculating the thought in her head. "He loves me?" She asked in a confused voice again.

"Yes he does!" Anjali said.

"But why do you know this and I don't?" Kripa asked again.

"Because you my friend, are stupid." Anjali said finishing her wine. "Now hurry up and finish you salad so we can leave."

"Oh, I'm done. We can leave." They paid the bill and left.

****

"Anagd will you please start paying attention at the meeting!" Shahid yelled at Angad who was once again lost in his thoughts. "ANAGD!" He yelled again.

"What the hell is it Shahid?" He asked snapping out.

"Angad, I think you will soon be demoted to a peon if you don't quite day dreaming at the meeting. The whole week someone has had to tell you to snap out of your thoughts. And your drifting away once again, and may I please know why? ANGAD?"

"What Shahid?" He yelled again.

Shahid calmed down and sat next to Angad. "Call her Angad." Shahid said putting his hand on his knee.

"Call who Shahid?" Angad said looking away.

"My newest girl friend, yet the love of your life, Kripa. And if I'm not mistaken she is also your wife who you love a lot." Angad looked at Shahid who was grinning.

Angad stood up and picked the phone up, and then turned to face Shahid, "She's your latest girl friend- wrong. She is my life- yes, the love of my life- wrong-" Shahid cocked one eye brow and looked at Angad. "Ok fine, the love of my life- maybe, but not yes. And I love her a lot- wrong. I'm just worried Shahid."

"Uh-huh! For sure, your just worried. That's why you don't eat until I've called Anjali and asked her how Kripa was, you don't sleep all night, and most of all you never pay attention at the meetings, you have got to stop."

"Now, if your done with your rubbish, can I call supposedly, 'the love of my life'"

"Of course you may, you don't need my permission, after all she is your wife." Angad rolled his eyes and dialed Kripa's number. The phone rang, and rang, and rang, Angad was about to put it down when-

"Hello." Kripa said breathing heavily. Angad was just quite, almost as if some told him statue. "Hello." Still no answer. "Hello, when you don't want to talk then why do you call? I'm hanging up."

"Kripa-"

"Anagd?" Kripa sounded amused as if a celebrity had called her, the actor who she had been love with from age of five. Well it was true but it was, Angad, her husband, whom she had loved from age, say 14. And now she was 24, and he was 26.

"Um… ya."

"How are you?" She sounded so formal now, like her boss was calling.

"I'm fine, you?" Same, he sounded like Kripa was his boss and he was going to be in huge trouble soon.

"I'm good, how did you call. Any thing important?" Kripa asked, still hesitant.

"Um.. Ya, that well actually I just wanted to know if ya.. Well, um… how's Kris?" Angad looked at Shahid who slapped his hand on his head.

"He's fine." Kripa said quite confused. "Angad are you ok?"

"Ya, I'm perfectly fine."

"Is that all?" Kripa asked.

"No actually I wanted to know if…" He looked at Shahid who was hand gesturing to keep going.

"If?" Kripa asked again. "Angad are you there?"

"Ya… I'm here."

"Ok, if what?"

"I wanted to know how, um… you were, is your foot any better? Did you go to the doctor today? What did-"

"Angad breath. Hit the breaks. I'm fine, thanks for asking. My foot is perfectly fine as well. Yes I went to the doctor today, I'm happy you remembered, and he said I can go back to my normal activities. Anything else?"

"No."

"Um.. Angad."

"Yes?"

"When are you coming back?"

"Why do you ask?" Angad asked.

"Oh, I was actually asking for Anjali. She wanted to know." Kripa answered quickly.

"Oh!" Angad was disappointed. "Well, we should be back in a few days. Any thing else."

"No Angad, take care of your self."

"You too Kripa."

"Bye."

"Bye." Angad hung the phone up and turned towards the window smiling. Shahid walked up behind him and slapped his back.

"Feeling any better?"

Angad smiled, "I was never feeling bad Shahid." And he walked away.

Shahid turned around grinning, "It's happening Angad. I'm going to see to it that you guys can't live without seeing each other for even a second. I'm going make sure you guys get so close to each other, you can't live without being in each others arms. I'm going to make it happen!" He leaned against the window and smiled proudly.

****

Kripa stood holding the phone smiling when Anjali walked up and put her arm around Kirpa's shoulder. "Who was it?" She asked in naughty tones.

Kripa looked at Anjali and walked away. "It was Angad." Kripa said taking her pajamas out of her closet.

"What did he say?"

"Nothing Anjali. He said absolutely nothing."

"That's great. When are they coming back?"

"In a few days." Kripa said walking into the bathroom.

"A few more days!" Anjali sighed.

Angad's behavior has changed with Kripa, will this result the start of there love?

Neha