~The Fear Within~ Part 29 Pg. 44 2-27-10 - Page 4

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Part 4

~ It was 7:15 and Armaan was still not home, Muskaan had his clothes ironed and ready. She herself was dressed in a very pretty White sari with sequence all over it. She had a feeling that Armaan would be late so she too had gotten dressed a little bit later, but now it was really getting late, she looked out the window and noticed the cars parked in front of Rahul's house and she was sure that the party had started. Rahul had sent one of the servants to get the halva from Muskaan with a note that said "don't be late, we'll be waiting for you." Muskaan was pacing back and forth in her bedroom as she twirled her sari's pallu in her hand while looking at the clock which now showed 7:45 as it's time. She picked up her cell and was about to call Armaan but heard his car pulling up to the driveway. She rushed to open the front door as Armaan too was about to enter the house~

Muskaan: Armaan app agaye?

Armaan: hmmm…(he said putting his keys on the shelf and crashing on the couch)

Muskaan: (sits next to him) Paani lao?

Armaan: Muskaan kitni baar kaha hain kay iss tarah servants waley sawaal mat kiya karo…

Muskaan: Sorry…

Armaan: Haan theek hain… (he turns on the T.V)

Muskaan: Armaan voh…ajj…

Armaan: Kya hua?

Muskaan: Armaan hum invited hain na…Rahul ki house warming mein…kal raat he toh bataya tha…

Armaan: Oh shit…! Haan…voh main bhool gaya…

Muskaan: it's okay...maine appkay kaprey iron kar kay bed per rakhey hain…everything is ready…

Armaan: Kya jaana zaroori hain?

Muskaan: umm…invitation hum dono ka hain…

Armaan: Muskaan tum bhi na kissi ka bhi invitation accept kar leyti hoon… na jaaney kub tumhari adat badlay gee…

Muskaan: Kya app saath nahi jaye gay…

Armaan: Maine yeh kaha kya?! (he gets up and says a little loud)

Muskaan: Nahi…mujhay laga…

Armaan: Give me five minutes main abhi aaya change kar kay…per haan iss party mein aagr koi meray matlab ka nahi hua toh main waapis ajao ga… tumhay rukh na hain toh rukh jana…

Muskaan: (just nods her head)

~ Muskaan sits there on the couch thinking about how much of a different person her husband used to be…thinking back to her past she finds herself drawn to the memories of the time when she was engaged to Armaan~

~Flashback~

Muskaan: Per Armaan yeh toh tumharey friends ki party hain na…

Armaan: Haan meray friends ki party hain per I want my gorgeous fianc to accompany me to it…

Muskaan: Acha so you are going to treat me as some sort of a trophy in front of everyone…

Armaan: Nahi jaana aisa kub kaha maine…(he was holding her in his arms from behind) I just want everyone to know the how grateful I am to have someone as amazing as you in my life…

Muskaan: Hmmm….point is to be taken in consideration…

Armaan: (caressing her hair) I knew it, tum mujhay kabhi manah kar hi nahi sakti…

Muskaan: Armaan per maine yeh kub kaha kay main tumharey saath jarahi hoon…

Armaan: Per yeh bhi toh nahi kaha kay nahi ja rahi hoon… (he kissed her forhead)

Muskaan: Uff meray pagal se fianc meray bagair tumhara kya banay ga?

Armaan: Kuch bhi nahi…kyunki Muskaan kay bagair iss pagal aashiq ka kuch nahi hoga…iss liye please ajj sham 6 bajey ready rehna main khud lay nay aaoga…

Muskaan: (sighs) fine…6 pm it is…

Armaan: (hugs her with joy) Yayyyyy! I love you Muskaan!

Muskaan: Armaan aram se…calm down….koi sun lay ga… (She looks towards the sanjeevani's fire escape door where Armaan had snuck in to meet Muskaan)

Armaan: Toh sunay do…meray pass pura haq hain akhir yeh ring yunhi nahi pehnai hain…(he took her hand in his and kissed it)

Muskaan: (blushes) Acha…abb mujhay jaana hain…duty kay liye late hogaye toh hameesha intern he rehjao gee…

Armaan: Uff oh…tum aur tumhari duties…humarey romance kay beech mein hameesha ajati hain…

Muskaan: (kisses his cheek) Sorry jaan….(saying that she runs up the stairs still smiling at Armaan who still doesn't believe that she kissed him)

~Flashback Ends~

Armaan: Muskaan…Muskaaan!

Muskaan: (comes back to reality as Armaan shook her by her shoulder) huh?

Armaan: Tumhara dehaan kaha rehta hain? Kub se awaaz de raha hoon…abb tumhay late nahi horaha…

Muskaan: Sss.so..Sorry (she gets up)

Armaan: Abb chaley…

Muskaan: Haan…(she grabs her silver clutch and they both head out)

~~They both reach Rahul's place and are welcomed in by the decorated gateway that leads in to the garden where the gathering was held.~~

Armaan: 30 minutes max…we make an appearance and then we're out of here…

Muskaan: (Nods her head) jaisey tum kaho gay Armaan…per abhi to hander chaley…

**They both enter looking like picture perfect couple, as Armaan puts on a charming smile while holding Muskaan's hand in his own, just to show the people in the party how much in live they were. Muskaan looked at him strangely when he held her hand, as she had almost forgotten what his soft grip felt like. Although a part of her wanted to let go of his hand but a much bigger part of her was happy about the fact that he had held her hand after such a long time and that too lovingly**

Suku: Hi Muskaan…!

Muskaan: (smiles as she makes her way towards them) Hi Suku…

Suku: Hi I am Sukriti…(she offers Armaan her hand) you have a beautiful wife Mr.Malik…

Armaan: (Shakes her hand and smiles) Thanks you…and please it's just Armaan…

Suku: Well Armaan welcome to the party, Rahul kub se intezaar kar raha tha Muskaan ka aur app ka…

Armaan: (looks at Muskaan who just lowers her gaze) Acha…I have also been wanting to meet this person Rahul I keep hearing about so much…right Muskaan?

Muskaan: (nods her head and smiles faintly as his grip around her shoulder got tighter)

Suku: Rahul…! Rahul…(calls out to rahul who was busy talking in a group nearby) Look tum jinka intezaar kar rahey thay voh agaye…

Rahul: (turns and sees Armaan and Muskaan, he makes his way over to them while the entire time Muskaan stood with a lowered gaze as she had no idea how to meet his eyes, Rahul couldn't help it but to admire Muskaan as she looked stunning in the white sari she was wearing) Hi…Mr. Malik…(he offers him a firm handshake which Armaan loosely shakes) I am Rahul Garewal…

Armaan: Hello Rahul…

Rahul: it's an honor to have you at my place Mr.Malik…

Armaan: No the pleasure is all…actually it's all my wife's…(he looks at Muskaan while griping her by her shoulder) Ajj aggar main app kay saamnay hoon toh because my lovely wife here…kafi dino se app ki baatein kar rahi thi…

Rahul: (Smiles) Well Muskaan is an amazing person herself…

Armaan: it's Mrs.Malik, Mr. Rahul Garewal…(he says firmly)

Rahul: Umm..I am sorry…Please come on in…Mr. and Mrs. Malik…(he leads them in)

Armaan: So rahul what do you do for a living?

Rahul: I am a neurologist… Surgery in my specialty

Armaan: hmmm…surgeon huh?

Rahul: Yeah…just seem to find my passion in cutting open people's heads… (he laughs lightly)

Armaan: yeah…I tell you medicine is a weird profession…did you know Muskaan herself is an Oncologist? (Muskaan looks up at Armaan upon his question)

Rahul: (Surprised) No..no I didn't…really Mus… I mean Mrs.Malik you are an oncologist?

Muskaan: (looks at rahul as if guilty) haan voh main thi…not anymore…

Rahul: you quit practicing?

Muskaan: Actually…

Armaan: Kya hain na Rahul, Muskaan like to devote her time towards her house and all the domestic affairs, besides I would not want my wife to work as long as I am alive…

Rahul: Per medicine is not something you necessarily do to make money…Passion accounts for a lot of things when it comes to a profession like this…

Armaan: Yes but what can one say if Muskaan herself wants to stay home and be there when I get home…Right jaan…(He once again places his hand around her shoulder and pulls her closer)

Muskaan: (Smiles forcefully) hmmm… excuse me…why don't you guys carry on main Suku se mill kar aati hoon…

Rahul: Sure…

Armaan: Come back soon jaan… (he lets her go but warns her through his glare)

~~Rahul talks with Armaan for quite a while about different subjects and Armaan seems to enjoy his company as he is one person who was not afraid of his challenges or debates on different issues. Rahul introduced Armaan to a lot of people at the Party. And lucky for Armaan one of his old friend was also present at the party and as Rahul introduced the two he finally got the chance to excuse himself and find Muskaan so that he could introduce her to Abhi and Nikki who were also entertaining other guests~~

Suku: (noticing Rahul making his way towards them) Hmm abb araha hain…

Muskaan: Kuan…?

Suku: Rahul aur kuan…

Muskaan: (she is about to get up to leave)

Suku: Muskaan app kahan jarahi hain…

Muskaan: Voh main…

Rahul: Suku yeh shayad humsey durr jarahi hain…maybe humari company inhay achi nahi lagi…

Muskaan: Nahi Rahul, please aisey na kaho…

Rahul: Toh phir ajj Mrs.Malik hum sey nazrein kyun nahi mila rahi…

Muskaan: (looks up at Rahul who is smiling at her) Rahul It's Muskaan…sirf Muskaan…

Rahul: Per Armaan ne toh…

Muskaan: Main keh rahi hoon na…tum mujhay Muskaan bula saktey hoon…

Suku: Aur waisey bhi Mr.Malik thodi saath hain Muskaan kay…

Rahul: (looks at Muskaan who looks disturbed upon mentioning Armaan's name) Fine Muskaan it is…

Suku: Acha Rahul abb mujhay aur Muskaan ko bahut saari baatein karni hain…so leave us please…

Rahul: Excuse you…Mujhay Muskaan ko Nikki Di se milwana hain…

Suku: Per Rahul Di aur Abhi bahiyaa toh ander hain na…

Rahul: Haan voh abhi abhi gaye hain…actually di Pregnant hain na iss liye, Abhi jeeju is being so cautious and over protective…

Suku: Main bhi chalo?

Rahul: Suku two seconds kay liye tum bahir raho aur guests ko entertain karo main yun gaya aur aaya…chaley Muskaan?

Muskaan: (nods her head but looks around as if looking for someone)

Rahul: Armaan ko dhoond rahi hoon?

Muskaan: Haan…voh…

Rahul: Don't worry uska koi purana dost mill gaya hain…they are busy in talking about business proposals…(he points out to her as Muskaan follows the direction where his hand was pointing to and sees Armaan busy chatting away with someone very intently)

Muskaan: (Smiles and starts to walk towards the house)

Rahul: Kaafi strict hain Armaan nahi?

Muskaan: Nahi voh toh bus yunhi…

Rahul: Per app per suit karta hain…you know he seems like he cares a lot for you…

Muskaan: Haan…

Rahul: App dono ko dekh yun lagta hain jaisey koi picture perfect couple ho…his possessiveness compliments you, aur apka timid aur shy nature is like the olden times you know… aisey loog exist kartey hain ajj bhi mujhay yakeen nahi hota…

Muskaan: (Smiles) Nahi rahul kabhi kabhi jo ankhein dekh rahi hoon voh saach nahi hota…aur jahaan tak Armaan aur Meri baat hain hum sirf itna he compliment deserve kartey hain kay hum picture perfect couple hain…uss tasveer jaisey jo shayad loog kissi photo frame mein laga kay bhool gaye hain…

Rahul: Kya app Armaan se khush nahi hain?

Muskaan: Maine aisa toh nahi kaha…Main Armaan kay saath bahut khush hoon…

Rahul: Per voh khushi appki ankhoon mein nahi jhalakti…

Muskaan: Rahul meri shaadi ko 5 saal beet chukay hain aur mujhay nahi lagta voh naye dulhan waali khushi meray cehray per hain… per haan itna keh sakti hoon kay mujhay apni zindagi se koi shikayaat ya complain nahi…

Rahul: I am sorry shayad maine kuch zaayada he pooch liya…

Muskaan: Nahi rahul tum nay kuch zayaada nahi poocha hain…voh toh main he hoon jo tumhay apni stupid baton se confuse kar rahi hoon..

Rahul: Nahi Muskaan aisa kuch nahi hain…infact it's good that you could open up to someone…app please aisa feel nahi kara karey…

Muskaan: Acha abb ander chaley…(she smiles as they reach the front door to the house)

Rahul: Ofcourse…

~Rahul and Muskaan both made their way in Rahul's house which is decorated in pure white… Muskaan saw the place and she felt peace and calm just by the way he had decorated it, the place reflected his personality in a lot of ways . She quietly observed the surroundings as rahul led her to Nikki and Abhi's room~

Rahul: Di…Abhi jeeju…(he says while knocking)

Nikki: Haan rahul ander ajao…

Rahul: (Smiles at Muskaan and opens the door)

Abhi: Sorry rahul yeh Nikki bahut nauseous feel kar rahi thi issi liye isse ander lay aya...

Rahul: Not a problem jeeju…Main jis ko Di aur app se milwana cahta tha voh khud yahi agaye…

Nikki: Muskaan?

Rahul: Hmmm…Muskaan app ander aaye na please…

Muskaan: (steps in) Hi…

Abhi: hello…

Nikki: Hi…(she smiles as she sits up in her bed while abhi puts pillow for her supports) Jaisa Rahul ne describe kiya tha app toh ussay bhi zayaada khoobsorat hain…

Muskaan: (looks at rahul who is looking away to avoid muskaan's eye contact) Thanks…

Abhi: Rahul hum duno bahir chaley…let the ladies talk…

Rahul: Yeah sure…per jeeju will you be cool without Di…

Nikki: Rahul…! (blushes and looks at Abhi)

Rahul: What? Maine kuch galat kaha…

Abhi: Rahul kay baachey jub tum baap banay waaley hogay na toh phir main tujhay yunhi chedo ga

Abhi: Bus aik second Nikki se aik baat kehdo phir chaltey hain…

Rahul: (mouths to Muskaan) watch this…

Abhi: (Walks over to Nikki) Okay main rahul kay saath bahir he hoon, kuch bhi chiyay ho ya zara sa bhi discomfort ho toh mera cell jo speed dial number one per hain dial kar dena…main ander ajao ga…aur haan yeh juice ka glass batoon batoon mein kahtam hojana chiyay…got it sweetheart… (he kissed her forehead)

Nikki: (blushed) I'll be fine Abhi…

Rahul: (noticing Muskaan smile watching them, for some reason he just wanted to stare her smile as this was the first time in the entire evening she was smiling with her heart, but he quickly looked away as Muskaan looked at him) Ahem Ahem…!

Nikki: I know rahul tum yahi hoon…

Abhi: Aur I am done…abb hum chal saktey hain…

Rahul: Please jeeju after u…(he says jokingly leading him out the room) aur haan Di, Muskaan ko please bore na karna warna mera impression kahrab hojaye ga...

Nikki: Acha baba nahi karonge… bus abb jao…(She said smiling as her brother and her husband both left teasing each other) Pagal hain dono… (she shook her head)

Muskaan: Bahut pyaar kartey hain app kay husband app se?

Nikki: (nods her head) Pagloon jaisa pyaar hain Abhi ko mujhse… kabhi yakeen nahi hota kay koi kisse se itna pyaar kaisey kar sakta hain…

Muskaan: (takes a seat next to her) Rahul app se…

Nikki: 3 and a half years chota hain…aur I think tum bhi…

Muskaan: appney kaisey jaana..?

Nikki: Bari behn hoon itna toh bata sakti hoon app kay aur rahul kay barey mein…

Muskaan: Rahul bahut acha insaan hain... aur main yeh purey yakeen se keh sakti hoon kay voh app jaisey bari behn ki bahut respect karta hain…

Nikki: Haan bahut zayaada…actually Mom aur Papa dono U.S mein settled hain…meri Abhi kay shaadi kay baad mein Delhi move hogaye…Rahul ne M.D karnay kay baad India waapis aaney ki zidd ki toh Mom aur Papa ne Delhi bheja…phir Rahul ka transfer yahaan hogaya as head of Neurosurgery…. I just wish meray chotey bahi ki zindagi mein koi bahut achi si larki ajaye…jo iski tanhai dur karde…pata nahi kub yeh shaadi kareyga…

Muskaan: Rahul ki zindagi mein koi larki nahi hain...it's hard to believe…

Nikki: Haan…it is… itnay saaloon mein issay iski dream girl nahi mille…Jub college mein tha toh ye paint kiya karta tha aur aik din aik aisa cehra iss kay deemag main bus gaya jis ki talaash vo ajj tak kar raha hain… har aik painting mein uski jhalak nazar atti hain per ajj tak ussay voh kahein milli nahi…kahir I just hope voh jo koi bhi hoon ussay mill jaye…

Muskaan: Rahul ko jis ki talaash hain voh ussay zaroor millay gee…he deserves it…

Nikki: are you married?

Muskaan: (nods her head)

Nikki: Kitnay saal hogaye?

Muskaan: five years…

Nikki: wow…kafi jaldi shaadi hogaye tumhari nahi?

Muskaan: hmmm…

Nikki: any kids…

Muskaan: Nahi…(she looks a little disappointed as she answered)

Nikki: koi baat nahi…dekhna kuch dino mein koi na koi miracle tumharey ghar bhi hoga… Abhi aur meri shaadi ko 3 saal hogaye aur phir jub mein pregnant hui toh hum uno bahut khush huye…iss teen saal kay lambay intezaar ney humaray beech duriyaan kardi thi per abb sub theek hain…

Muskaan: (smiles) Abhi seems like a great husband aur duriyaan toh har rishtey ko mazboot karti hain…

Nikki: Theek kehrahi hoon Muskaan…har aik andehri raat kay baat naya suraj nikalta hain…

Muskaan: Rahul theek kehta hain kay she has the best Di in the world…

Nikki: I am your Di too from now on…

Muskaan: (Smiles) Thanks…

Nikki: Ahh…! (She feels a sudden pain as she placed her hand on her swelled tummy)

Muskaan: Kya hua Di? (she comes forward looking worried)

Nikki: (smiles) Kuch nahi baby ne kick mara…

Muskaan: (Smiles) wow…saach…?

Nikki: mehsoos karna caho gee?

Muskaan: (nods her head, Nikki takes her hand and places it on her tummy and Muskaan feels the movement against her head, it was the most beautiful thing she had felt) awww…Di…app ko kaisa feel hota hain jub…jub voh…

Nikki: Jub voh kick karta hain?

Muskaan: haan…

Nikki: Mujhay nahi kay duniya mein issay acha joi aur ehsaas hain…voh ehsaas jo aik maa ko uskay honay waaley bachay ka dard, uski khusi, uski choti se choti baat mehsoos karwata hain…

Muskaan: (tears in her eyes, she moves back from Nikki) App abhi kay saath yeh share nahi karna cahahey gee…?

Nikki: Yeah you are right…abhi usko call karti hoon…

Muskaaan: (smiles and hands her the phone) here you go…app Abhi kay saath yeh lamha share karay main abb chalti hoon…

Nikki: aik minute Muskaan…

Muskaan: jee..?

Nikki: Muskaan Abhi aur Main kal subah 4 bajey yahaan se chaley jaye gay…Abhi ko office report karna hain…main bus itna kehna charahi thi kay Rahul akela zaroor hain per voh apnay pass rehnay waaley logoon ki khushi se jeeta hain…usko hameesha se muskurahatein baatnay ka shawq hain…iss liye uski koi bhi ulti sehdhi baat ka bura na maan na please…

Muskaan: Di rahul kay ajanay se meri dull zindagi mein voh muskurahat waapis aaye hain jo main khud bhool gaye thi…uski chooti chooti batoon mein voh sukoon hain jo kafi dino se main dhoond rahi thi…App rahul ki fikhar na karey jub tak voh yahaan hain main uskay saath hoon…

Nikki: Thank you..thanks a lot…

Muskaan: (hugs her) bari behn choti behn ko thanks kahey kuch theek nahi lagta…iss liye ajj kay baat no thank yous…take care Di…

Nikki: You too…take care…

~~Muskaan leaves as Nikki gets back to calling Abhi on the cell phone, while Leaving Muskaan turns around and looks at Nikki who was blushing while she talked to Abhi on the phone. She made prayer for her happiness right at that moment and wished for her smile to always glow on her face like it was at the moment, then she quietly shut the door behind as she left her room… She makes her way out the room and into Rahul's lobby where his pictures with family and friends hung on the wall…she looked through them, each picture had him smiling at the camera yet each one showed him in a different light. She noticed how well he radiated happiness around the people he is surrounded by in those pictures. She remembered Nikki telling him about his wait for his dream girl, she imagined him painting her…she wondered who it was that Rahul Garewal admired was. She just wondered silently as she made her way back to the garden… ~~

Rahul Sees Muskaan coming out the house, he excuses himself from the group in which he was talking with to go to Muskaan, But Armaan notices her first and approaches her before he could. Having Armaan reach her before at first he looks a little disappointed then sighs and brings himself back to reality. He notices that Armaan is holding Muskaan quite aggressively and to his surprise he takes her off to a corner to talk to her or something. He tries to look away but from a distance it looks like he is yelling at her as he talks to her. Concerned by the scenario he decides to go and ease the situation…reaching there he over hears the following conversation…

Armaan: Tumsay kaha tha na 30 minutes? Aur yeh tum ander kya kar rahi thi…!

Muskaan: Armm..voh..main Armaan… (scared)

Armaan: Kyun abb koi jawaab nahi hain tumharey pass…? (he holds her tightly by her shoulders)

Muskaan: Main Rahul ki Di se…

Armaan: I just hate excuses…tum samjhti kya ho apnay app ko? Apnay jaisey middle class logoon mein mujhay la kay tum prove kya karna cahrahi thi…huh…

Muskaan: Armaan aisa kuch nahi jaisa app…(she is crying and it's visible)

Armaan: I don't want to hear it…you stop crying! Band karo yeh rona now!

Muskaan: (wipes her tears at once)

Armaan: (pushes her against the wall they were standing) And tell your bloody friends we are leaving… aur agar aisey logon ki parties mein tumhay jana hain toh jao…per next time don't expect me to accompany you…samjhi… Especially jub tum unkay liye catering kar rahi hoon…!

Muskaan: (nods her head as he leaves her, she falls to the ground)

~Rahul sees and hears this from a close distance and he is shocked by the reality he had just witnessed..he remembers Muskaan's words "Nahi rahul kabhi kabhi jo ankhein dekh rahi hoon voh saach nahi hota…" he steps forward as he wanted to lift her off the ground and console her but he had to stop himself. This was not right for her, he realized he was the reason why she was yelled at tonight. If it wasn't for him she wouldn't have gone inside or made the halva that she for the party and Armaan would have never yelled at her. He sees her stand up weakly after a while and once again she wipes her tears and fixes herself a bit before heading out. She looks helpless and lost and Rahul could absolutely do nothing but to watch her tremble in front of his eyes. This was the moment when Rahul realized what a horrible beast Mr.Malik was and all the town's gossip and talk about his aggressive nature started to make sense. Breathing in heavily he shakes his head in disappointment and pain, then makes his way back to the garden where he knew Muskaan was waiting to bid him goodbye~

Rahul: (comes in the garden with a pretend smile)

Suku: (calls out to him) Rahul! Rahul! The Malik's are leaving…idhar aao…

Rahul: (walks towards suku who is bidding good bye to the couple, the entire time his eyes were set on Muskaan as he walked across the garden to reach them)

Armaan: Mr.Garewal…thank you so much for everything tonight…(he offered his hand)

Rahul: (shakes it half heartedly) My pleasure Mr.Malik…

Armaan: (puts his arm around Muskaan, but this time Rahul notices her closing her eyes as if wincing in pain) If it wasn't for my lovely wife I would have never met you…(Rahul looks at her upper arm and notices that it's bleeding from where Armaan has placed his arm, her beautiful white saree was now tinged with blood from the side and seeing that Rahul looked up at Muskaan hopelessly)..Mr.Garewal are you listening…? (Armaan says as he noticing Rahul looking at Muskaan and not him)

Rahul: (gets back to him) Yeah..Yea of course… I am…Mr.Malik it's been great having you here…Thanks for coming…and you too Mus…I mean Mrs. Malik…(she looks up at him and he sees her tears building up in her eyes, he could see her eyes beg in pain very well now)

Muskaan: Good Night… (She says softly, without looking up at Rahul or Suku)

Armaan: Yeah Good night guys…

Rahul: Bye…(he watches Armaan drag Muskaan away from her, extending his hand out to her he wants to stop her but at this point he could do nothing to stop the beast that has haunted her for five years. He sighs and goes towards the main gate to see if she safely made it home and from where he stood he could see Armaan locking the door after reaching inside)

~~Armaan – Muskaan Bedroom~~

**Muskaan comes out of the bathroom after cleaning the recent wound that armaan had given her tonigh, she had completely wiped it off and the numbness actually worked to her advantage as she didn't feel a thing while she cleaned it **

Armaan: tum apnay app ko kya shamajti hoon huh! Tumhay kya lagta hain tumharey yeh ansoo aur yeh drama jo tum meray saath kar rahi hoon voh sub mujh per koi affect daley ga…

Muskaan: please Armaan maine kuch bhi nahi kiya hain…tumhay ho kya gaya hain…

Armaan: Are you kidding me! you middle class dirt…!

Muskaan: Armaan aisa kya hoga ya jis ki wajah se tum mujhse itna ghusaay hon…

Armaan: Meri bewi kay haathon se bana hua halva uss bloddy doctor ki party mein serve kyun horaha tha…do you know how embarrassing it is!

Muskaan: (shocked) Armaan voh halva sirf maine nahi..

Armaan: Kya zaroraat thi tumhay halva bana nay ki…kyun kiya tumne aisa..!

Muskaan: Voh Rahul…

Armaan: Rahul! Rahul! Rahul! Bus hua uska naam…(he grabs her by her hair)

Muskaan: Ahh..Ouch…!

Armaan: jub se voh aaya hain tumhay uskay ilawa koi nazar nahi ata…din bhar ussay baatein…din bhar uska intezzar…do you think I am fool…huh….!

Muskaan: (crying) Armaan please aisa kuch nahi hain…

Armaan: You bitch! Jhoot bol rahi hoon…! (he throws her on the bed) tum usko pehlay say jaanti thi na…? hoga koi purana Medical School ka friend ya phir boy friend…?

Muskaan: (lying face down on the bed as she was thrown she is crying) Armaan please…

Armaan: ajj dikha tha hoon kay who I am… Tumhara husband…(he takes hold of her and holds her face tightly towards him, his grip is hurting her as she cries in pain)

Muskaan: please Armaan don't…don't do this…(she is trying to hide herself, her eyes clentched)

Armaan: Kyun aggar yahi sub kuch rahul karta toh tum ussay bhi stop karti…Muskaan pichlay paach saalon mein tum nay meray saath aik zinda laash kay jaisa behavior rakha…tumhay maine kya kuch nahi diya…per kya tumnay mujahy kabhi kuch bhi diya…

Muskaan: (crying uncontrobally) Armaan mujhay jaaney do please…!

Armaan: Pyaar kiya tha tumse aur tumne….tumne toh shayd nafrat se bhi zayaada nafrat ki hain mujhse… kyun?!…(he looks at her as he hovers her)

Muskaan: Please…Armaan..please…jaaney do mujhay…

Armaan: jaana cahti hoon na…jao…(he moves from the top) chali jao…per Muskaan yeh toh tumbhi jaanti ho aur main bhi…kay shayad hum dono kay beech voh rishta he nahi hain jo aik pati patni kay beech hota hain…you think iam aggressive… agar meri jagah koi aur hota na toh abb tak voh kar gaya hota jo maine ajj nahi kiya…

Muskaan: (trembling in pain) Armaan …I …i…am Soor…rry..

Armaan: No Muskaan I am sorry…! I am sorry kay maine tumse pyaar kiya…I am sorry tumhay badal nay ki kohshish ki…I am sorry kay tum se shaadi ki…I am sorry kay tum meri kismet mein likhe gaye…(he moves away from her and says)

Muskaan: Armaan kya tum mujhay 5 minute de saktey hoon?

Armaan: jahaan maine 5 saal day deyay whaan 5 minute kyun nahi de sakta…(he says in a soft tone this time)

Muskaan: Aggar main kaho kay 5 minute baad mein puri tarah se tumhari hona cahahti hoon toh kya tum mujhay voh haq dogay jo aik pati apni patni ko deta hain…? agar ajj mein tumhay apna pura tan or mann de doon toh kya Armaan voh sub kuch jo hum pichlay 5 saloon se fix karnay ki kohshish kar rahey hain kya voh sub theek hojaye ga?

Armaan: (this times cups her face gently in his hands) Muskaan jaan hum apni problems ko fix tubhi kar saktay hain jub humara rishta pura hoon…hum adhoorey kyun hain…inn paanch saaloon mein hum kyun itnay dur hogaye hain…kyun voh romance nahi raha jo shaadi se pehlay tha…kya tumhay voh kami mehsoos nahi hoti…

Muskaan: toh phir theek hain…agar tumhay yeh lagta hain toh ajj main tumharey rang mein dhal nay ko tayaar hoon...ajj ki raat tum unn sub duriyoon ko kahtam karo jo inn paanch saloon mein aik dewaar ki tarah humarey beeck kahri hogaye hain…(she kneels down to him holding his hand)

Armaan: (bends to her level and lifts her chin, making her look up at him) Muskaan..tum yeh toh nahi shamajh rahi na kay main koi zabardasti ya khudgharzi kar raha hoon…

Muskaan: Nahi Armaan…galti mer thi…main hameesha puranay kahyaloon ko lay kay chali…kabhi reality ko dekha he nahi…nahi jaana kay meray pati honay kay haq se tumhara mujh per pura haq hain…der si samjhi kay kitaboon ki kahaniyaan kitaboon mein he achi lagti hain…ajj uss pyass ko bhuja do jo pichlay panch saloon se hum dono kay dil mein hain…main tayaar hoon…mujhay koi aitraaz nahi…

Armaan: (lifts Muskaan up in his arms and takes her towards the bed) you are sure about this?

Muskaan: (looks up at him) Yes. Iam…(she pulls his head towards her neck as he begins to lightly her neck, then he makes his way down towards her chest…his strong grip held her by her waist from one hand while the other hand ran over her body…she felt numb…her limbs felt numb…her eyes were moist by the slight pain that the act itself caused…his body pressed against hers, his strong arms restrained her movement, her eyes formed tears just as they would if he was holding her in anger, she felt him exploring her body.is this how it's suppose to feel? Was this what people call love? Million thoughts went through her fragile mind, as now they were both covered under white sheets, their clothes on the floor, their bare selves just followed the rhythymic movements that she had never experienced before…she heard him moan and she herself lost all her control upon his strong hold over her body…there was nothing left for her to hide after this. Was this the purity that people said a relationship should be built upon? She just layed there staring at the ceilingas he continued his explorations. She was not responding back to his action, she just gave him full control over her, gave him her body as if it was someone's property. Her tears fell from her eyes, blurred her sense of vision as well as sensibility. She felt cold and sore. She knew he was enjoying whatever that the act had in remining, but the only thing that she felt arising in her was fear, an unknown, distant, dark fear that was killing her softly, he was controlling her breathing and she was crying out of fear…he was kissing away those tears but her eyes continued to make more as she held on to the sheets below her…held on them tightly…she was scared and she afaraid as she knew this fear will end up taking her life…this feeling had that capability to swallow her whole…and with these thoughts she found him fallen asleep on top on her, his head was resting on her chest…was he listening to her hearbeat? She thought for a while but the slight snor made her realize that he is just sleeping…she laid wideawake in the dark night and thought about her day…her entire day today except the moments that she just shared with her husband… first person that came to her mind was Rahul Garewal… and she didn't know why but she thought about him and his paintings, she pictured his dream girl, she pictured him with her... she smiled remembering him sing for her…and she even laughed a little as she remembered his silly joke… was this normal? She just consummated her realationship and the first person she remembers is someoneother than the stranger that has been with her for the past 5 years and the person who had familiarized himself with her body tonight. It was this fear that took birth in her that night…the fear of wanting to loose herself to someone else… having the picture of face in her head that was someone other than the aggressive husband of five years.

Awesome part!!!!!