~The Fear Within~ Part 29 Pg. 44 2-27-10 - Page 31

Excellent part ...just brilliant ...completely loved it .."Muskaan: Kyun?! Kyun suno tumharai baat!! Kyun…..............weak emotions crumbling slowly in fear.)"...Amazing...the way you described both their feelings and pain was simply amazing ...how can you write so well?...i dint feel i was reading it was as if i m watching.... you were great..

An update will be coming up SOON....

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Originally posted by: imane568

An update will be coming up SOON....

I know that my "SOON" is like "AGES SOON" but i promise i am working on it and it will be up....

I just feel that not many people are intrested in the story line like before...i need "CONFIDENCE BOOSTERS" LOL....just show me some spirit to keep this one going and you shall have the NEXT PART to this FICTION.....

-Love IMANE....

i am still intrested in it!!!

and i am sure others are too!!!

OMG wat r u saying "not intrested" .......Rubbish! i keep waiting for a PM saying "fear within updated"😈.....update jaldi.its such a beautiful story ,with lovely description of each and every emotion how can anyone not be intrested .

Part 29

Recap: Muskaan prepares to leave for Mumbai….

Now Continuing….

Delhi Airport

~Embracing her son tightly in her arms, Muskaan could hardly hold back her tears. Rahul was supported of Muskaan's decision as she reasoned with Prateek about him behind for the first time in his life. It wasn't too hard for Nikki, Abhi, Rahul, and Roshini to convince Prateek with the excuse, although Muskaan's sniffles while hugging got Prateek a bit confused but Rahul was right there to brush those doubts away for the sake of his promise to Muskaan.~

Prateek: Mom app roo ko rahi hoon? (he asked innocently as he noticed moisture in Muskaan's eyes) App jaldi aao gee na? (he questioned but Muskaan had no answer as she looked over to Rahul once again)

Rahul: (comes forward and smiles while fixing Prateek's hair) Ofcourse buddy…! Mom will be back in a couple of weeks…zaayda dair kay liye app se aur mujhse durr nahi reh sakti….

Muskaan: (controlling her emotions she smiles through her tears as she looks right in to Rahul's eyes for courage and smiles wryly) Yes baby..! Maama loves you a lot…! Papa ka khayaal rakhna baby…! Nikki Mausi aur Abhi uncle kay saath no misbehaving…aur Roshini di ka kaha maana…okay…Promise me…? (she kisses Prateek once again before handing him over to Rahul)

Prateek: Prateek pomiseee…! (he innocently seals his promise with a hand shake just like always)

Abhi: Okay…Muskaan…apna khayaal rakhna...(he came forward and hugged Muskaan and said good-bye)

Nikki: Haan aur voh Phone…Rahul…Muksaan ka cell phone hain na?

Muskaan: Jee Di…meray apss hain…(she came forward and hugged an emotional Nikki, who was trying to hide her feelings in the best way she possibly could) Main call karogee vahaan jaakay… (Muskaan looks over at Roshini, who was standing next to Nikki, Sshe bends down to her level and hugs her and tells her good bye as well) Take care Princess…!

Roshini: Bye maami…! App jaldi aana phir hum saath mein ice cream kahnay jaaye gay…!

Muskaan: Hmmm….jaldi aaogee… (she smiled and stood up as Rahul was the only person left to say good-bye to. Rahul looks at her and for a moment everything is still, their eyes were saying so much yet they had no words to come up with a simple "good-bye")

Abhi: (noticing the silence) Okay…toh Nikki aur main gari lay kay aatey hain…Rahul Muskaan ko lounge tak chor do…she is already checked in for the flight…

Rahul: Hmmm…Jee app chalay I'll be right there…(Prateek got down from Rahul's arms and followed Abhi's lead along with Nikki and Roshini. Rahul and Muskaan watch them dissappear into the crowd in silence.)

Muskaan: Sooch lo…main abhi bhi rukh sakti hoon…rok lo mujhay? (she whispered as a ;lonely tear escaped her eye)

Rahul: (comes forward and without saying a word hugs her as tightly as he could, he is breathing in her scent and she has her arms wrapped around him)

Muskaan: Ra..Rahul I…

Rahul: Ssshhh…bus aik minute kay liye mujhay yunhi rehnay do…itnay kareeb… (he said gripping her tightly in his embrace)

Muskaan: (closing her eyes, she cries silently for a total of sixty seconds, she could feel every inch of her body drown in the agony of departing from the person who has and always will love her to bits.)

Rahul: (letting go gently, he pulls her chin up and wipes her tears away) No more tears…and no more regrets…okay?

Muskaan: (nods her head looking up in his confidant eyes) Okay…I…

Rahul: I know you do…I love you too…! (he looked in to her eyes as he completed her thoughts before she even worded them in her head)

Muskaan: Main kuch galat toh nahi kar rahi na…?

Rahul: Nahi… (he kissed her forehead and then takes her by her hand and leads her to the lounge, hands her the tickets and boarding pass while she just stares at him in amazement and just as he is about to let go of her hand she pulls him back once again, he turns and looks at her confused)

Muskaan: Apna khayaal rakh na Rahul…Kissi aur kay liye nahi meray aur humaray Prateek kay liye… (she smiled and gently lets go of his hand and begins to walk away from him upon the announcement for the final boarding call of her flight. Rahul watched her for as long as he could and she turned to wave at him right before disappearing into the crowd. This was the moment Rahul closed his eyes and let that one tear escape his eyelids that was threatening to spill every since he arrived at the Airport.)

~Mumbai…5:30 pm~

~After claiming her baggage, Muskaan heads out the Airport and grabs a cab to get to Armaan's house. She tells the driver the address that was written on Armaan's letter and in about 30 minutes she found herself standing in front of Armaan's cottage located in the most quitest area of the busy city. The only noise she could hear nearby were the waves crashing by the shore. It was almost sunset as she sighed and took her sirst steps towards the cottage. The front door was surprisingly open so she made her way inside dragging her bag along with her. As she entered Armaan was facing his back towards her, pouring coffee in to two cups as if he was expecting someone already. As Muskaan lets go of her grip on the bag, the hardware floor feels the obvious impact and the sound startles Armaan causing him to turn the other way. The spoon that Armaan was holding in his trembling hands fall instantly upon realizing Muskaan's presence in the room, while Muskaan looks at a changed and weakned man standing in front of her. Someone who has not shaved in ages, slept in days, and talked in decades. This was not the Armaan Malik she had left behind. There remains a certain distance between the two strangers just like there was when he had left her…10 feet…5 years…and some seconds…that's how far they had grow apart…~

Armaan: (stares at Muskaan as she places her hand bag down and looks up at him but by then he has managed to look away and is walking weakly towards the kitchen counter once again. She follows and he could feel her standing right behind her just like he could feel his tears escaping his eye-lids. He picks up one of the coffee cups and looks up at Muskaan) Tumhari coffee…

Muskaan: (looks at him surprised as he offered her the coffee like it was his usual everyday habit) Meri Coffee? Yeh kub banai tumne….

Armaan: Roz banata hoon…farq sirf itna hain kay tumharay hisay ki bhi pee jaata hoon…ajj tum gaye ho toh…

Muskaan: Maine Coffee peena chordi hain. (she cuts in abruptly as she felt some attachment in his tone)

Armaan: (puts the mug back on the counter and then looks up at her again) Kaisi ho?

Muskaan: (sighs) Achi…bahut achi hoon…(she answered simply as she maintained no eye contact with him)

Armaan: Hmm…voh toh hain…(he smiled wryly as he watched her stare out the big window in the living room. There was no expression, no answer, and no concern from her facr. He goes and stands next to her as well.) Miane tumhay bahut preshaan kardiya na…? chahta nahi tha…roz khaqt likhta tha aur phar deta tha…pata nahi kyun main chahta hoon kay… kay tum jaan jao kay tumharay saath zhulm karnay waalay ka anjaam kya hota hain. Shayad iss tarah tumhay sukoon mill jaye…

Muskaan: (shaking her head, he turns to him with an angry expression) Sukoon! Tumhay laga kay mujhay sukoon millay ga…! Khushi ho ge mujhay tumhari..

Armaan: Maut ki khabar sunn kar…(he finishes the sentence for her and she stares at him in disbelief, they share a pause then Armaan speaks up again) Main jaanta tha tumhay khushi nahi hogi…

Muskaan: Mujhay yakeen nahi hain tumharai baat ka…Jhoot bol rahay ho tum! (she looks away from Armaan, controlling her tears and pain at the same time)

Armaan: (takes a seat on the couch nearby as Muskaan remains standing at a distance but she could clearly hear him speak up in a weak and lost tone) Yeh such hain Muskaan…aik suchi haqeeqat…Bahut jhoot bol chukka hoon tumse…bahut saaza kaati hain us jhoot ki…Abb main tumse jhoot nahi bol sakta…meri maut sirf chand kadam durr hain aur yeh kadam main tumharay saath lena chahta hoon…main…main jaanta hoon kay main selfish ho raha hoon…koi haq nahi hain mera tum per…Main puri zindagi tumharay saath nahi ghuzaar saka apni he galtiyoon ki vajah se…abb jo bachi hain voh tumharay saath ghuzaarna chahta hoon…yeh meri akhri khawish hain…chaho toh inkaar kardo main bardaasht karloonga. (he stood up and explained in the simplest way possible)

Muskaan: (turns and faces him with a strong expression but Armaan could clearly see the tears she was holding back in her eyes) Kyun bulaya tumne mujhay yahaan? Jhootay ho tum… kaisay sooch liya kay main bardaasht karlo ge…? Sub baqvass hain yeh…kuch nahi hua hain tumhay. Tum sirf yeh chahtay thay kay tumhara khaqt mujhay itna preshaan kar de kay main khud tumharay pass bhagi chali aao…!

Armaan: Aisa nahi hain Muskaan…aisa nahi hain…(he said softly, knowing that she is in denial with his cruel reality)

Muskaan: Jhoot…! Jhoot bol rahay ho tum…

Armaan: Main jhoot nahi bol raha…yeh sub issi liye kiya hain takay jub maut aaye toh tum meray saamnay ho…ankhein band honay se pehlay main aik bar tumhay dekhna chahta tha… Pagal hogaya tha…tumhara aik aik naqsh yaad kar lena chahta hoon…Main tumhay dekhay bagair kaisay marr jata? tumse maafi maangay bina kaisay marr jata main? Mujhay kabhi sukoon nahi aata! Main sukoon se nahi marr sakta tha Muskaan…Ajj tum agaye ho toh main..main sukoon se marr sakta hoon…

Muskaan: Enough! Bus karo…! (shaking her head at Armaan, she is now unable to hold back the tears or her fear while looking up in his bloodshot eyes) Aisa mat kahao Armaan…kehdo kay yeh sub jhoot hain…sirf mujhay bulanay ka bahana hain…tumhay kuch nahi hua hain…tum jhoot bol rahay hoon…tum mujhay azma rahay hoon…sari duniya ki tarah mujh se bhi badla lena chahtay hoon… (she continues to look up in his eyes for his admittance to one of the reasons she had listed, but then Armaan turns away from her, comfirming her fears. She realizes his brutal reality and her own hopelessness.)

Back in Delhi

~Rahul is in Prateek's bed, putting him to sleep. Looking down at Prateek, he finds him deep in sleep but for some reason he continues to caress his hair gently as if trying to make up for Muskaan's missing care for Prateek. He knows that she is the one who always tucks Prateek in at night after reading him his favorite stories, but tonight everything was different. Prateek didn't even insist on a bed time story, he was too tired to remember or maybe he wasn't going to let anyone else replace his mother's special place. Rahul didn't want a reason for the change in his behavior, infact he was feeling a bit different himself as it was the first night without Muskaan. He slowly got up from Prateek's bed and looked down at him as he slept peacefully in his spider-man pajamas. Rahul could see Muskaan's clear resemblance in his features; he was the closest thing he could have had that reminded him constantly of Muskaan and he was glad that he had him. He kissed his son goodnight once again and quietly went down to his study. There was no way he could possibly sleep in his bedroom tonight, there was no way he could fight off the emptiness he would feel just by stepping in to a room which belonged to him and Muskaan.~

~ 4:00 AM, Same Night~

Rahul: Kya karo…? (he sighed closing his patient's file he was trying to read to keep himself occupied but it wasn't working as he found himself looking around the study once again, then he grabs his diary and begins to write something in it) "Saari raat ghuzar gayi lakin aik pal bhi so nahi paya… Tumharay bagair yeh gahr bilqual khali hogaya hain…Yeh ghuzarti huyi raat, humaray imteehan ki pehli raat hain…Prateek bhi tumhay miss karaha hain…shayad mujhse bahut miss kar raha hain…Vaapis ajana Muskaan…abb tumharay bagair nahi reh sako ga…"

Precap: Armaan picks up Muskaan's Phone that was flashing "Rahul calling"

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