~The Fear Within~ Part 29 Pg. 44 2-27-10 - Page 11

wonderful part!!

for some strange reason IF wont leme click the like button imane.. but great part, and ah! a new twist... i wonder if along with the RM separation a bit of this twist was intended at drawing a reaction out of muskaan's estranged husband and bringing him in later as a third of a triangle love track???

my like bttn is nt workng

Originally posted by: spln

for some strange reason IF wont leme click the like button imane.. but great part, and ah! a new twist... i wonder if along with the RM separation a bit of this twist was intended at drawing a reaction out of muskaan's estranged husband and bringing him in later as a third of a triangle love track???

Thank you for the comments....and i missed you while you were gone...
I think of you as my true critic and i really appreciate all your comments....
As for the prediction you have made I am just going to tell you that you are on the right track but the way I plan to execute the the plot is a bit different. The screenplay is going to be focused on the female lead of the story and the strings attached to upcoming dilemmas that she is going to have to face. Also I will try to convey the strength and conviction that the main leads need to bring about the chemistry and charismatic effects in the story's plot. So please continue being the a regular reader to find out more about it. BTW I am eagerly waiting for you RM fiction to be updated soon as i have managed to reread the entire thing twice already...LOL...Thanks again... 😉

lovely part so finally muskaan decided to move on
good
and what about rahul feeling sad for him
do continue dear
bye sumi

somehow, it's not letting me click the "like" button either. Some post doesn't exist or you're voting for your own post thing. Anyway, I didn't even read part 10! the Pm i got was for part 11. i read the first 2 sentences and was like... WAIT! y am I confused. So i went back to like page 12 and saw part 10.

really great part!!!!!
awesome!!!!
Dialogues were outstanding Imane!!!!!

Part 12

~Muskaan goes inside the empty and quiet house after Ridzi left. She opened the front gate and entered as if entering for the first time. Her mind start to flashback to the first time her and Armaan entered the house right after their wedding.~

Armaan: Muskaan anhekein tightly band rahkna…don't open them okay…(he was searching for the house keys while having his hands on Muskaan's eys)

Muskaan: Theek hain baba nahi kohlo gee…lakin aur kitne der…

Armaan: Bus two minutes…(he said opening the gate and leading her in) Abb kholo…

Muskaan: (she opens her eyes and looks around the beautiful house and the small garden in the front) Arm..mm Armaan…yeh ghar…yeh ghar kis ka hain…itna khoobsurat ghar hain…

Armaan: (rolls his eyes) Ofcourse humara hain…tum bhi na stupid questions hameesha poochti rehti hoon…chalo abb ander chalo…aur bhi bahut kuch hain iss ghar mein…everything from best designers and furniture stores…(he holds her by her hand and leads her in they were both laughing entering their house where Muskaan could see herself grow old with Armaan.)

~Muskaan breaks from the memories of the past as she realizes that she is all alone and life has come a long way from those happy times. She quietly walks around the living room that was half in furniture today but one thing that remained the same was the pictures that she had framed on the wall. It was a collection of her happiest memories with Armaan. The first time they had dinner in the new house, the first time they went out on the beach as husband and wife, Armaan's birthday party that she had planned, and a collection of pictures of their every wedding anniversary that Armaan planned with the best of everything each year. She ran her hand through the pictures one by one and took them off the carefully at the man in the picture that had his arm around her and the sweetest smile on his face and then remembered the same person who had tormented her for five years of marriage. She packed all the pictures in the small box that she brought along with her from the storage. Then went to her bedroom and took out the important papers from her chest of drawer. She flipped through them one by one as well; they included her birth certificate, her college degrees, her MD degree, her certificate of achievement from her Internship, her specialization in Oncology, her Marriage license, Passport, and Identity card. She placed them all in one folder and took them with he, these documents were legal and true evidence of her existence as an individual in the world; as an independent women that had worked hard and long to earn everything in her life except for the marriage that till this day has kept her far from freedom or Independence of her existence. The relation was not official broken on paper but it was not mended either. She sighed heavily and closed her eyes in pain at the realization of the broken life she is to live from this day on but then she remembered her promise to her unborn child and within a few minutes she was able to get a hold on herself. She quickly gathered her necessities and came back downstairs. She picked up her box that held the photographs and the memories she wanted to always remember. Then just as she was about to call Ridzi back as she was done but then she realized she was a bit thirsty and so she goes in the kitchen to have some water. Slowly sipping down the cold water from the bottle she notice Rahul's coffee cup at the counter, she walks towards it and picks it up. She had wanted to give it back to him for the longest time but she kept forgetting. She smiled looking at it and remembered how he had brought her fresh coffee every morning to wake her up before he left for work.~

Muskaan: (to herself) Rahul tumhara coffe cup phir reh gaya…chalo ajj main isse tumhay hameesha kay liye vapid kar deyti hoon…(she looks out the kitchen window to see if Rahul was home but she saw no car and figured he must be at the hospital) Lo…tum toh ghar ho he nahi…abb kya karo…chalo aik kaam karti hoom tumhay letter likh deti hoon…aur yeh cup letter kay saath tumharay door per rakh jaao gee.. (she takes a pen and some paper out the drawer and begins writing while sitting at the dinning table)

Rahul in Sanjeevani

Suku: Dr. Rahul ajj surgery mein itni baar pause kiya? Sub theek toh hain… (they both were coming out the OR after completing the surgery)

Rahul: Suku Muskaan ka abhi tak kuch pata nahi chala hain…aur main usko dhoond kay bajaye main yahaan surgery kar raha hoon…it's been a whole day aur pata nahi kahan hain voh…(he said worriedly after taking his gown and mask off)

Suku: Rahul voh Muskaan… main voh…

Rahul: (looks up at Suku and instantly knows she is hiding something) Suku tu mujhse kya chuparahi hain…? Bata na…

Suku: Nahi rahul main kuch nahi…

Rahul: Jhoot mat bolo…mujhay saach saach batao tum kya chupa rahi hoon…

Suku: Rahul…voh Muskaan…ussnay call kiya tha…

Rahul: kya!? (he says drying his hands after washing them in the prep room)

Suku: Rahul actually voh uski dost Ridzi ne phone kiya tha... hospital mein…

Rahul: Riddhima ne?

Suku: Tum jaantey ho ussay…

Rahul: Haan voh Muskaan ki party mein milla tha…

Suku: Voh bus itna kehrahi thi kay Muskaan uskay saath hain…aur voh theek hain…

Rahul: Lakin voh hain kahan? Aur uss raat shaadi mein se voh yun chali kyun gaye thi…

Suku: Rahul please calm down…Ridzi ne sirf itna he bataya tha…voh kehrahi thi kay abb voh Muskaan kay saath aur ussay kuch nahi honay degi…she is fine Rahul…

Rahul: Uska number mujhay do…mujhay baat karni hain abhi…

Suku: Rahul uska number meray pass nahi hain…usnay hospital mein phone kiya tha…

Rahul: Suku yeh sub mujhay tum abb bata rahi hoon…! I can't belive kay maine tum per turst kar kay kitni bari galti ki…Muskaan se mujhay milna hain…please Suku kuch bhi kar kay tum mujhay Riddhima ka address ya number la kay do…

Suku: Tum Muskaan se kyun milna chahtey hoon Rahul? Kya karo gay ussay mill kay…

Rahul: Main Muskaan ka dost ho Suku…aur dosti he mera reason hain ussay mill nay ka…

Suku: Jhootl…tum mujhse jhoot bol rahay hoon voh toh khair tum jaantey hoon, per kya jaantay hoon tum apnay app se bhi jhoot bool rahay hoon…kub tak…kub tak bolo gay yeh jhoot…

Rahul: Main jhoot nahi bol raha…(they were both walking in the hospital's corridor, Rahul was not listening to Suku as his anger was reaching it's summit.)

Suku: Rahul zidd mat karo…tum jaantay hoon Muskaan kis halat mein hain…kitna bara gham seh chuki hain aur aggar ussay yeh pata chal gaya kay tum ussay…

Rahul: (turns to her in anger and talks to her sternly) Dekho Sukku yeh meri problem hain…aur tum iss problem kay beech mein akay bahut bari galti kar rahi hoon…Maine Muskaan se pyaar zaroor kiya hain per iss baat ka iqraar ajj tak nahi kiya… kyunki main jaanta hoon kay voh mujhay sirf apna dost maanti hain…Lakin shayad tum mujhay apna dost nahi maan paaye…mujhse yeh baat chupai tumne jub mein uskay liye itna preshaan tha…

Suku: (scared by his temper as the ward boys and nurses were looking at them) Please Rahul sub dekh rahay hain…mujh pe yun ghussa mat ho…i…I am sorry…

Rahul: (just shakes his head and angrily walks out of Sanjeevani. He got is his car and drove towards to home hoping to see Muskaan back at her house.)

~Unfortunately as Rahul rushes back home through the heavy midday traffic of Mumabi streets he misses Muskaan as Ridzi came and picked her up from her house 20 minutes ago. Rahul parks in front of Muski's house and rings the bell but gets no answer. He waits around for a while in the sizzling heat but then makes his way towards his own house hoping to find Riddhima's contact number from somewhere. As he opens the front door he notices his coffee cup and some sort of an envelope on the doorstep. He realizes that it was the same cup that he used to give Muskaan her morning coffee in, he quickly picks it up along with the letter and instead of going inside he sits on the doorstep and opens the letter.~

Rahul: (looking at the envelope) Yeh toh Muskaan ki taraf se hain…(he starts to open it and as he takes out the letter from inside he begins reading it.)
"Hi, Rahul….

Ajj subah tumhari coffee bahut miss ki…per lagta hain abb se mujhay adat dalnay paray gee, khud coffee bana nay ki. Kya hua itnay confuse kyun ho? Rahul tum per itni tension zara bhi achi nahi lagti…issi liye kuch bhi sawaal poochnay se pehlay agay parh lo. Tumhara jaisa dost ka meri zindagi mein hona bahut meaning rakhta hain. Jub meri zindagi mein sub kuch khatam hogaya tha tub aik tum thay jis ne mujhay duniya se alag hat kay dekha. Meri taraf apna haath bharaya aur voh sahara diya jis ki vajah se maine ajj tak har nahi maani…agar tum meri zindagi mein nahi aaye hotay toh shayad Muskaan ajj iss duniya mein nahi hoti. Har baar mujhay aakay save karna, har choti se choti khushi ka khayaal karna, tum se acha dost toh koi hui nahi sakta. Aggar main iss letter mein tumhara har aik favor likhoon toh shayad paper aur pen ki ink dono he khatam hojaye gay. Jaanti hoon tum abb soocho gay kay dosti ka rule tod kar tumhay tumhara favor count kara rahi hoon, per aisa nahi hain…Rahul main toh bus itna chahti hoon kay tum jaha bhi raho, jaisey bhi raho hameesha apni muskhurahat se sub ka dil khush kartey raho. Theek ussi tarah se jaisa tum ne meri zindagi ko Rangoon se bahra hain. Rahul kabhi kabhi itni khushi aik saath millna iss baat ka ehsaas he nahi honay dayti kay haqeeqat humara aglay mur per intezaar kar rahi hain. Aur haqeeqat yeh hain kay main yahaan iss society mein reh nahi sakti. Nahi hain itni himmat mujh mein kay mein akelay saaray sawaaloon ka jawab do. Kismet ne mujhay shayad ajj yeh yakeen dila diya hain kay zindagi voh imtehaan hain jo mujhay akelay he dena hoga, jis saath ko maine apni perchai mana tha voh saath toh imethaan ko adhura aur mujhay akela chor kar chala gaya. Main jaanti hoon iss faislay per tumhay dukh hoga per kya karo Rahul mein yahaan reh kar tumharai izzat ya zindagi kharaab nahi kar sakti. Humaray iss dosti kay pure relationship mein main kabhi bhi koi misunderstandings nahi dekhna chahti. Loogoon ki parwah mujhay na kal thi aur na he ajj hain. Aggar parwa hain toh voh hain tumhari. Uss anay waalay kal ki jis mein tum khush hoon, jis kay tum puray haqdaar hoon. Please try and understand what I am trying to say. Main yahaan se bahut dur jarahi hoon. Shayad yeh jagah meray aur meray annay waaley bachay kay liye utni theek nahi hain jitni maine soochi thi. I am sorry Rahul kay main tumhay yeh bhi nahi bata paaoge kay mein kahan jarahi hoon. Aggar maine tumhay yeh bata diya toh shayad tum khud meray peechay vahaan bhi ajaogay, per abb main tumhari zindagi ko apni wajah se rok nahi sakti. Please Rahul humari dosti ka akhri promise shamajh kar mujhay dhoond nay ki kohshish kabhi mat karna. Tumhay bahut agay jana hain Rahul. Apnay khawboon se agay, apnay unn sapno kay pass jo tumhara intezaar kar rahay hain. Tumhara saath na hoga per tumhara kahyaal hameesha meray ass pass hoga bilqual ussi tarah jaisey tum meray ass pass rahay thay jub main akeli thi. Meray liye apnay sapno ki uss larki ko zaroor meray baarey mein batana aur yeh garv se kehna kay ajj aggar mein ho toh sirf tumhari vajah se. Chalo isse pehlay yeh page khatam ho jaye bus itna he kaho ge kay Rahul hameesha apna bahut kahyaal rakhna aur Mr.Surgeon apni Ms.Perfect ko dhoond ne mein aur der mat karna. Meri har dua mein tumhara naam hameesha rahay ga Rahul.

Tumhari Dost,

Muskaan."

Rahul: (tears bulging in his eyes as he covers his face with the letter and thinks to himself) Muskaan…tum mujhay yun…yun chor kar…Tum hameesha kay liye…aik bar milli bhi nahi…aik bar bhi nahi soocha kay mera kya… (his tears are now flowing freely from his eyes as he puts the letter aside and holds his head in his hands) Dosti ka promise de kar mujhay har rishtay se anjaan kar diya tumne. Koi haq nahi banta tum per…koi haq nahi raha…shayad meri dosti he kamzoor thi jo tumhay rok nahi paya…ya phir shayad meri he galti ki koi saza mujhay mill rahi hain…Lakin voh pyaar jo maine tumse kiya hain voh kamzoor nahi hain Muskaan…voh kamzoor nahi hain…aur judai bhi toh aik pyaar hain…hum alag reh kar aik dosray kay ass pass hain…aggar mein tumhari dua mein ho toh tum meray har pal aur har kahyaal mein raho ge…hameesha… Aggar mein tumhara nahi toh phir main shyad kabhi kisi ka nahi ho paao ga… kabhi nahi…(he burried his head in his knees and cried silent tears. He felt guilty of ever loving someone he knew he could never make his own. He blamed himself for any reason that might have caused Muskaan to make him a stranger like she had said in the letter. Thinking back to all the times he had spent with Muskaan he was trying to get up when the airplane that was flying high above in the sky caught his eye and for some reason he just stared at it as if he was sure that it held the meaning of his life.)

~In the same Plane above Muskaan was seen sitting next to Ridzi looking down from the window~

Ridzi: Muskaan you okay? (she asked looking at Muskaan's blank face)

Muskaan: Haan… na jaanay kyun aisa lag raha hain jaisey kuch bahut keemti peechay chot gaya…

Ridzi: Kuch nahi choota hain Muskaan…kuch bhi nahi…(she rested her hand on her and said smiling)

Muskaan: Haan lakin…

Ridzi: Nahi Muskaan hum sub kuch bahut peechay chor aaye hain…abb hum koi baat yaad nahi kar saktay… tu ne khud aanay se pehlay voh haqeeqat bhi dekh li jo tu sooch bhi nahi sakti thi…

Muskaan: (remembers what Ridzi was referring to)

*2 hours earlier*

Ridzi: Muskaan are you sure tujhay Armaan se milna hain…yahaan per…shilpa kay ghar per…

Muskaan: Haan Ridzi aik akhri baar…bus aik baar ussay dekh kar jana chahti hoon…

Ridzi: Theek hain…tu phir main teray saath chalti hoon…

Muskaan: Theek hain…

~Ridzi and Muskaan both walk up to Shilpa's Apartment and notice that the door is slightly open. They both look at eachother then just as Ridzi is about push open the door entirely they overhear Armaan and Shilpa's conversation.~

Shilpa: How does that feel…?

Armaan: ahhh great…you know you have got such soft hands…(Muskaan opens the door a little bit just enough to see Armaan getting a back massage from Shilpa. She was very close to him. Muskaan eyes begin to water up at the sight.)

Shilpa: Oh please Armaan…I have got no such talent per tumharay liye kuch bhi…(she smiled and placed her chin on his shoulder)

Armaan: Seriously Shilpa…tumse pehaly kyun nahi milla… (he held her hands and smiled looking up at her.)

~ Muskaan backed away from the door as Ridzi watched in disgust. She was about to go in and yell at the heartless jerk when she noticed Muskaan was getting sick and uncomfortable as she was leaning against the wall finding support. Ridzi instantly gave her support by holding her arm and quickly taking her away from the location as she knows that horried scene was way too much for her to edure especially in a condition that she was in. ~

Back in the plane

Ridzi: (notices tears falling from her eyes) Hey…hey..no ways…tumne promise kiya tha na… (she wiped her tears away.)

Muskaan: (Smiles faintly)

Ridzi: Muskaan dekh abb jaisey jaisey yeh plane Paris is taraf jaraha tu bus yahi sooch kay kitna exciting hoga…bilqual vaisa jaisa humne bachpan mein plan kiya tha…yaad hain…khoobsorat si jagah aur hum dono kay adventures…

Muskaan: hmm yaad hain…(she gives her a broader smile) I'll try my best…tumharay liye aur baby kay liye…theek hain…

Ridzi: Perfect hain! (she said giving a thumbs up at her swelled tummy smiling) Acha vaisey to be Mama I think humay names sooch lay nay chiyay hain na…?

Muskaan: Naam…naam toh pehlay se sooch liye hain…

Ridzi: Saach!

Muskaan: hmm per aggar baby ki Mausi ko koi naam suggest karna hain toh abhi bhi kuch changes kar saktay hain…

Ridzi: Umm…abhi itnay altitude per toh Mausi ka demaag nahi kaam karay ga per promise karti hoon Paris pooch kar he achay say naam sooch lo gee…(she laughed lightly and Muskaan shook her head and smiled with her.)

Precap: Five years later…

Awesome part!!!