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DECEPTION
DECEPTION……PART 5
Kripa looked up from the havan fire and spotted Prithvi amidst the gathering of family and friends. She was really happy to see he had gotten over his sulking fit! She smiled encouragingly at him despite her misgivings over his real feelings towards her. Her first clue was the way he had acted when he heard the news about her and Angad dating. Like the rest of Mahabaleshwar town, he was shocked and incredulous!
Kripa! How can you trust that guy? He might be playing with your emotions!
Kripa crossed her arms angrily: For your kind information, usney mujhey propose kiya aur Papa se mera haath bhi maanga hai! He wants to marry me!
Prithvi had turned pale: WHAT! IMPOSSIBLE! Uskey jaisa aadmi tujhsey shadi kyun karega?
Her face had turned red with outrage: Ok, Now you are insulting me! Mujhmein kya kamee hai? Kya main pyaar ke layak nahin hoon?
Yeh mainey kab kaha? He looked flustered and self-conscious: Everyone loves you here! Lekin wo Mumbai ka business tycoon hai, hes a bloody millionaire! What if he has some girlfriend or something tucked away in Mumbai?
NO! He told me hes single! And he LOVES ME! Whats so shocking about that?
How can u trust him? Kya wo sach keh raha hai? Tu usey kitney dinon se jaanti hai?
She defended Angad passionately: I know enough about him to know that hes genuine! YES, he CAN be trusted! Wo bharosey ke KAABIL HAI! Mainey uskey saath akeley mein ghanton bitaye hain, he never overstepped his boundaries, he is a perfect gentleman! Agar usey kuchh karna hota toh bahut pehley kar sakta tha…
Prithvi looked pained: Im not talking about him taking advantage of you! Shadi ke baad agar usney tera dil tod diya toh? Kya guarantee hai? In ameer logon ka koi bharosa nahin, aaj shadi …parson divorce, unkey liye ek khel jaisa hai!
Kripa's eyes filled up with hurt: Don't be so negative ! Agar Angad waisa hota toh main ussey pyar nahin karti! Give me some credit! Main itni nadaan nahin ke bin sochey samjhey kisi bewafaa ko apna dil de doongi! Angad mujhey dil-o-jaan se chahta hai! He really loves me!
Prithvi saw her tears and felt bad: Im sorry, Kripa, Im just concerned about you! Aakhir main tera dost hoon….hum sabko teri chinta hai…
I know, u all care for me….Kripa wiped her eyes….but have some faith in my judgement too! Angad bahut sincere aur bhalaa aadmi hai, wo kabhie mujhey dhokha nahin dega!
Prithvi didn't say anymore, just watched her unhappily with a hangdog expression.
Kripa had felt slight doubts that day, but her suspicions were confirmed 2 weeks ago, after her Roka.
Prithvi had met her the day after, he looked very agitated and unhappy.
She was concerned: Kya hua, Prithvi! Any problems? Mujhey bataao, kya mein help kar sakti hoon?
He flung his hands in distress: Haan Kripa, only you can HELP ME! Please, meri baat sun! Angad se rishta tod de! He doesn't deserve you!
WHAT! ARE YOU OUT OF UR MIND!
YES, I AM! MAIN TUJHSEY BEHADD PYAR KARTA HOON! MARRY ME INSTEAD!
Kripa almost fell down in shock! KYAAA? ….BUT.. BUT…WE ARE FRIENDS! WE GREW UP TOGETHER!
Isiliye toh! Main terey baghair nahin jee sakta! I love u too much to let you go! Terey bina main yahan nahin reh sakta!
Kripa sank down on the nearest chair in a state of utter disbelief: I don't believe this!
She was totally appalled! She never suspected that Prithvi harbored such feelings about her. She had always regarded him as a dear friend, almost a protective older brother type.
Kripa stammered: Per…per…per, mainey kabhie tumhey uss nazar se dekha hi nahin! You are only a dear friend, almost like a brother…
PLEASE,KRIPA! BHAI kehkar GAALI mat de! Prithvi protested vehemently…. Tu mujhey pyar nahin karti, wo alag baat hai, per mera pyar hum dono ke liye kaafi hai. I will make you very happy! Buss ek baar tu haan keh de! Mujhsey shadi karkey yahin reh jaa, apnon ke paas, apney parivaar ke paas!
Kripa looked at him with wide, angry eyes: Are you out of your mind? Main sirf Angad se pyar karti hoon aur useesey shadi karungi! Period!
Prithvi hung his head down in defeat and slowly left the room. Since that day, Kripa had been rather wary of Prithvi. She just couldn't go back to that friendly camarederie of years past. Last night he had wanted to come to her Bachelorette party, she wondered why….
Nonetheless, she was glad to see him at her havan. Maybe that meant he had accepted her marriage to Angad. She smiled brightly at him, but he didn't smile back. He looked quite forlorn and hopeless. Kripa felt sorry for him. She could not begin to imagine his pain. It must be so terrible to love someone who doesn't love you back!
As soon as the Havan was over, her friends and family surrounded her again with jokes, teasing and excited chatter as she enjoyed her last day with her dear ones.
Kripa went upto Prithvi at the first chance and thanked him for coming.
He gave a terse reply: Main sirf yeh bataney aaya tha, main shaam ko nahin aa sakta! Isiliye subah chala aaya.
Kripa was shocked: Tum meri shadi mein nahin aaogey?
He looked at her with a tortured glance: I cannot do it! Main chaahkar bhi nahin aa sakta! Tujhey kisi aur ka hotay huey nahin dekh sakta! Please forgive me! I will always wish the best for you!
He turned abruptly and left! Harshini came up and asked: Ab isey kya hua? Hes behaving so strangely! Lagta hai usey kisisey ishq ho gaya! Hahaha….
Kripa winced, if only Harshu knew she had hit the nail on the head!
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It was early evening. The Baraat was getting ready to leave Avanti Resort. A royally decked traditional white horse stood patiently on the Hotel lawn, waiting for the bridegroom. All the baraatis were dressed to kill, in expensive clothes and jewelry befitting the guests of Khanna family. A row of black limos waited in line to take them to the bride's house. Kartik had returned from Mumbai that afternoon and stood tall and dashing in a dark sherwani beside his salon-perfect wife Mishti and cute daughter Mili in a maroon lehenga. Nishant and Gauri also stood nearby with their son, Deepu, dressed as the mini dulha in a maroon sherwani and pink turban. All the men wore pink turbans and all the women were dripping with diamonds and zariwork. Damini and Darshan emerged from the Hotel, greeting their assembled guests. Only the bridegroom was missing!
Damini looked around and wailed: YEH KYA? DULHA ABHI TAK NAHIN AAYA? ANGAD KAHAN HAI?
Gauri told her: Mummyjee, wo abhi tak ready nahin huye shayad.
Damini almost had a fit: ABHI TAK TAYYAR NAHIN? GAURI, ABHI JAAKAR USEY BULAKAR LAAO, MAHURAT KA WAQT NIKAL JAYEGA! Humein adhey ghantey mein Sharma ke wahan pahunchna hai.
Gauri nodded obediently and ran inside to summon her tardy devar. She went into their Presidential Suite and saw Angad's bedroom door was open. She peeped inside and was startled. Angad was ready in his wedding sherwani but he sat at the writing table, appying some bandages on his palms.
She went in at once and exclaimed : Yeh kya, Angad, tumharey haathon ko kya hua?
Angad jerked around in surprise and tried tio hide his hands but it was too late! She saw there were numerous cuts and bruises criss-crossing his broad palms.
She was really shocked: Hey Bhagwan, tumharey haath toh buri tarah se ghayal hain! Yeh kaisey hua?
Angad stood up in consternation: Bhabhi, please kisiko mat batanaa! Agar Chachijee ko pataa chala toh…you know how she would react!
Lekin yeh hua kaisey? …Gauri demanded to know.
He looked sheepish: Actually kal raat jab main gaadi se utar raha tha, tab achanak gir gaya, ek jhadi mein girkar dono haath ghayal ho gaye!
Hey Raam! Kitna zyada cut gaye! Laao, main dawai aur band-aid laga deti hoon!
She forcibly took the small bandaids and applied them on his palms. Angad smiled gratefully at her: Thanks Bhabhi!
Lekin Angad, kal raat ya aaj subah tumney bataya kyun nahin? Doctor ko bulaa letey. Agar infection ho gaya toh?
Don't worry, Bhabhi, yeh mamooli zakham hain, antiseptic aur bandaid se kaam ban jayega. Agar sabko batata toh Chachijee phir se Kripa ke manglik honay ki baat karti. And u know I don't like that!
Gauri nodded in consent: Haan, shayad nahin batakar achha hi kiya…. lekin mujhey toh bataa saktey the naa?
Im sorry, aagey se aapko hi bataunga! Angad smiled endearingly.
Gauri finished patching up his wounds, the end result was so neat one could hardly tell he had so many small cuts. The flesh colored bandaids effectively hid his wounds.
Angad thanked her again, she said: Chalo ab neechey, sab besabri se intezaar kar rahey hain, sehra baandhney ka waqt ho gaya! Mummyjee pareshan ho rahi hain!
Yes, lets go now!
Angad stepped out of the Hotel and was greeted vociferously by his friends and family. He looked dashingly handsome and majestic in his golden sherwani. Darshan Uncle hugged him and held him at arm's length: Zara main bhi dekhoon, kaisa lag raha hai mera bhateeja? Waah Bhai, bilkul Rajkumar lag raha hai! Arey Bhaagwaan, iska sehra kahan hai?
Damini made a pained expression and handed over the flowery sehra with golden pagdi. Darshan tied it on Angad's head with great affection, and pleasure. He surveyed the end result with a beaming grin: Ab ban gaya solah aaney Rajkumar! Arey Bhai, sab Photographers kahan hain? Chalo sab Photo nikalo!
The professional photographers as well as local press guys started flashing their bulbs, snapping pictures of the elegant bridegroom and his distinguished family.
Then Darshan urged everyone: Chalo Bhai, ab nikaltey hain! AREY BAND-WALEY KAHAN GAYE? BAJAAO, BHAI BAJAAO!
Nishant signalled the wedding band and they started playing popular wedding songs : Mehendi lagakey rakhna, doli sajakey rakhna….
Darshan led Angad to the waiting horse, Khanna family followed them. Angad sprang up on the horse with easy grace and took the reins. He lifted his sehra and asked Nishant: Chhotey dulha kahan hai?
Gauri laughed and handed Deepu to Nishant who lifted him up to Angad's hands. Angad took him and set him down in front of the horse.
Dipu was rather scared and clung to his Uncle: Chachu, mujhey theek se pakadna!
Angad assured him: Don't worry Dipu, Chachu tumhey kaskar pakdega! Now hold on tight!
Dipu still worried: Ghodi kaategi toh nahin?
Angad laughed: Nahin Beta, ghodi ka mooh toh uss taraf hai, kaisey kaategi?
Mili got jealous as usual: Chachu, mujhey bhi ghodi per baithnaa hai!
Mishti rebuked her at once: MILI! Ladkiyan ghodi per nahin jaati!
Kyun nahin? Mili argued: Ladkiyan sab kar sakti hain, hai naa Chachu?
Angad agreed: That's right! Bhabhi, usey bhi aaney deejiye naa…bachchi hai!
Kartik also smiled: Haan, usey bhi jaaney do, ladki hai toh kya hua? Aajkal ladkiyan space rockets mein jaati hain, toh ghodi per kyun nahin? Chal beti, tu bhi chadh jaa.
He hoisted Mili upto Angad, who now had his hands full with 2 kids in front of him. But he seemed unfazed, he just warned the kids: NO fighting, and listen to Chachu. Hold on tight!
He made them hold the saddle while he put his arms around both of them and held the reins. He seemed quite adept at horse riding as the ghodi cantered at a slow pace down the Hotel driveway. The band led the way with the guests walking elegantly behind it, Angad's horse following the baraatis to the Hotel gate.
Outside the gate, most of the baraatis boarded the limos, how could such elegant people walk all the way, 2 kms to Kripa's house? The wedding procession picked up speed, and they rolled along, up and down the hilly roads of Mahabaleshwar. Local residents lined the streets in some places to witness the baraati of Angad Khanna, their benefactor and Hero!
They nudged each other and commented: Wo dekho, Kripa ki baraat jaa rahi hai! Kitni bhagyashali hai wo! Angad Khanna jaisa pati mila!
They reached Kripa's house in a short while. Sharma family greeted them with the usual pomp and ceremony! Angad descended from the horse and was welcomed by Gayatri with the traditional aarti on a Puja thaali. Then Suryabhan welcomed Darshan with a gift and a garland and all the Khanna family members were similarly greeted with garlands and gifts by Sharma family members. Mili and Deepu were delighted to get their packaged gifts and chocolates!
There was a lot of hugging, greeting and pleasantries exchanged. Khanna clan was quite impressed to see the sprawling house of the Sharmas. Angad had not married a poor girl for sure!
The bridegroom was led inside by Gayatri and her sister in law and seated on a velvet throne. Soon he was surrounded by Kripa's friends and cousins who started teasing and harassing him. Nishant and Kartik took seats on either side of him. Nishant leaned over and mumbled in a conspiratorial manner: Angad, jo kuchh bhi ho, jootey mat utarna, mandap mein jaatey waqt jootey mujhey de dena!
Angad smiled and nodded.
Wedding mahurat had arrived and it was time for Varmala. The bride was brought out to the wedding mandap built inside a big tent in the front lawn. Angad and his family were already there, waiting for her entry. Angad's face was totally covered by the sehra but he lifted it slightly to take a look at his beautiful bride.
If angels had come down to earth, they couldn't have matched her beauty! The rich red brocade lehenga and heavy gold and jadaau jewelry made her look simply gorgeous! A thin red chunni covered her head with a jadau teeka hanging right below. Her cheeks glowed like ripe peach, her kohl lined eyes were lowered in bridal shyness, those ruby red lips glistened with dewy freshness. He held his breath and couldn't look away! Harshini and Kripa's friends giggled and commented at his staring. He got embarassed and lowered his sehra.
Kripa sneaked a look at him from under her chunni, but …his face was covered by the sehra. She was dying to see him again but she would have to wait.
The bride and groom stood facing each other. Gauri handed him a Varmala, the priest instructed him: Ab kanyaa ko varmala pehnaa deejiye!
He placed the garland around her neck easily since he towered above her. Then it was Kripa's turn. She couldn't reach his head, the princely turban made him even taller. She jumped slightly to reach him, everyone started laughing.
Someone commented: Arey Dulhey Raja, zara apna sar toh neecha keejiye! Dulhan bahut chhoti hai!
Kripa took exception to that comment and threw the garland up in the air like a ring toss, it landed perfectly around his neck. Her friends clapped and cheered her clever strategy.
After varmala, they walked together to the red velvet thrones and sat down side by side, waiting for mandap ceremony. Angad lifted his sehra from time to time to talk to his family but otherwise his face was completely covered. Kripa grew frustrated, wondering why he wasn't turning her way. She fidgeted beside him, dying to see his face, yearning to talk to him. But he seemed immersed in his clan members.
She twisted her lips in anger: Badaa aaya…. Mujhey ignore kar raha hai? Aaney do raat ko, main bhi mazaa chakhaungi! Baat bhi nahin karungi ussey!
He seemed to guess her impatience, because the next instant she glanced in his direction, he suddenly turned, lifted his sehra and winked at her. She blushed and looked away, mortified at his sudden flirting. She hoped nobody had noticed it! Her heart fluttered with excitement! He looked so elegant, so princely! She could not wait for her wedding night! When she would be able to look and talk to him freely!
The priest called them to the mandap. They sat down side by side, it was time for kanyadaan. Suryabhan sat on the father's side, Angad held out his palm curled slightly, Kripa placed her right hand in it. She felt a sudden shock as his hand touched hers. His palm seemed rough and different somehow! Before she could think further, a bunch of flowers were placed in her hand and covered by a holy cloth. Then the priest started chanting mantras. She was intensely aware of Angad's hand holding hers, the fire warmed her already flushed cheeks, her heart beat heavily in her chest! It was happening! She was getting married to the man of her dreams!
She was hardly aware how long the wedding chants went on, she was already lost in her romantic dream of holding hands with Angad in the green valleys of Switzerland!
Then it was time for sindoor and mangalsutra. Angad turned towards her, lifted her chunni and teeka, then filled her forehead with sindoor. She closed her eyes blissfully, overcome by emotions, it was such a holy, precious moment! She looked up at him momentarily but his sehra was in place again.
Her chunni and his scarf were tied, they went around the fire in 7 pheras/circles and took their vows to protect and care for each other. That marked the end of the wedding ceremony! They were Mr and Mrs Khanna at last! Angad and Kripa walked ahead to touch the feet of elders.
Dadi was the first to bless them as they bowed to touch her wheelchair-bound feet. She kissed Kripa's forehead and cried with joy: Khush raho, meri bachchi, sadaa suhaagan raho! Doodho nahaao, puto phalo!
She touched Angad's head: Khush raho, beta, hamesha sukhi raho! Meri gudiya ka khayal rakhna! Badi laad pyaar se pali hai wo!
Haan Dadi, of course! Angad mumbled.
They took blessings from Kripa's parents, Angad's Uncle and Aunt, and all elders.
Damini imperiously informed the Sharmas: Bidaai ka mahurat aa gaya hai! Humein chalna chahiye!
They protested and pleaded: Thoda jalpaan toh karkey jaayiye!
Damini would have refused but Darshan stepped forward: Arey Bhai, bidayi 20 minute baad kar lengey, abhi chalo mooh meetha kartey hain! Shadi ka din hai, mooh meetha karna hamara kartavya hai!
The baraatis went inside and were treated to a scrumptious buffet of delicious samosas, kachoris, kathi rolls, laddoos and a dozen different Punjabi and Mughlai dishes.
Satisfied and replete, the Baraatis took leave of the Sharmas.
Kripa got ready for bidaai. Inspite of her blissful joy at becoming Angad's wife, she could not hold back her tears as she hugged her parents, Harshini, Nupur and other friends. They all sobbed in each other's arms copiously while Angad stood apart, giving her time and space to vent.
Kripa's sobs were even louder as she hugged Dadi and kissed her frail cheeks: Dadi, main jaldi wapas aaungi!
Dadi smiled through her own tears: Arey pagli, tu toh kal hi aa rahi hai, pagpheri ke liye! Aur uskey baad bhi, tu ghabraa mat, main tujhey dekhney ke liye hi zinda rahungi! Tu ab khushi khushi apney naye ghar mein jaa, Angad ke saath ghar basaa aur khush reh. Jaa beti, raazi khushi jaa, aansoo mat bahaa!
Kripa wiped her eyes and looked back at Angad. Why didn't he lift his sehra yet? Pata nahin aisey kyun behave kar raha hai? Apna chehra kyun nahin dikha raha?
They got into a flower bedecked limo and started on their way back to the Resort. Kripa sat beside Angad and looked at him constantly. He was sitting apart from her, looking out of his window.
She couldn't stand it anymore: Angad!
He turned towards her: Haan, kaho?
Sab kuchh theek toh hai naa?
Of course! Kyun? Tumhey theek nahin lag raha? There was a mocking laughter in his voice.
She bit her lower lip: Haan, main khush hoon. Lekin tum? Kya tum khush ho?
He chuckled and lifted his sehra for a moment: Tumhey kya lagta hai, main khush nahin hoon? Of course khush hoon! Tum meri patni ban chuki ho, khush toh hona hi hai!
She blushed and looked away. She couldn't see his face clearly inside the dark car but the teasing tone in his deep voice made her pulse race and heart leap with strange anticipation.
When they reached the Hotel, there was a flurry of activities as the newly wedded couple was felicitated by Hotel staff first, then taken to the Reception Hall.
Kripa was officially welcomed into the family by Khanna clan as Damini and Darshan introduced her to the distant relatives and friends of Angad. Many of the guests gave her gifts of cash and jewelry. She passed them on to Gauri who hovered around helpfully.
Mili came up suddenly and sat down on Angad's lap, staring at Kripa thoughtfully: Chachu, kya yeh hamari nayi Chachi hai?
Angad smiled: Haan Beta, yeh tumhari Nayi Chachi hai, bilkul brand new!
Kya main Chachi ke paas baith sakti hoon? She asked Angad.
Chachi se hi poochh lo…..he laughed huskily.
Kripa smiled at the pretty little girl and held out her arms. Mili hopped on to her lap at once! She studied Kripa's face with utter fascination: Chachi, aap bahut sundar kyun ho? Kya aap pari ho?
Kripa laughed: Nahin, main pari nahin, sirf Chachi hoon!
Lekin aap toh merey Mom se bhi sundar ho! …Mili sniffed Kripa's bridal dress: Aapki khushboo kitni achhi hai, kaun si perfume lagayi hai?
Kripa smiled fondly at the precocious girl: Yeh Chanel 5 hai, tumharey Chachu ne gift diya tha….she threw a sideways glance at Angad, who seemed to be listening closely without looking at her.
Really, Chachu? ….Mili was jealous at once: Mujhey bhi Chanel 5 chahiye!
Angad turned to grin at the little girl: Zaroor doonga! Jab tum badi ho jaogi beta, abhi tumhari Mummy allow nahin karegi!
Speak of the devil and she was there! Mishti suddenly came rushing from somewhere and scooped Mili out of Kripa's lap: Yeh kya, MILI? Chachi ko disturb mat karo! Unkey kapdey kharab ho jayengey!
Kripa protested: Rehney deejiye naa, Jeejee! Bahut pyari hai! Mujhey bachchey achhey lagtey hain!
Some female relative tittered: Arey suno suno, bahu ko bachchey pasand hain, phir toh Khanna parivaar ko bahut jald waaris milega!
Kripa blushed with embarassment.
Damini reminded the relative caustically: Kyun Bhabhi? Deepu toh hai naa? Wahi toh khaandan ka pehla pota hai!
Lekin Dilip Bhaisaab ka waaris toh nahin! The other lady shot back at her.
Damini's face darkened with bitterness. She hated the fact that Angad was named Dilip's heir although he was younger than both Kartik and Nishant. Now one more thorn in her life had arrived, Kripa and her future children! The real heirs to Khanna empire inspite of Deepu being the eldest! It was so unfair!
Gauri and Mishti brought out a colored water bowl and made Angad and Kripa hunt for rings in the bowl. Angad won once, Kripa won twice. She knew he had let her win! Some relatives teased and joked, while others gossiped amongst themselves about Mumbai high society. Kripa felt rather lost as Angad also seemed preoccupied all evening.
Mili was fascinated with her new Aunt and stuck to Kripa like glue inspite of her mother's objections. Deepu was too busy playing with his cousins.
The night advanced and all Baraatis retired to their rooms. Angad and Kripa were taken up to the Honeymoon Suite on the top floor with balcony views of the plateau. The luxurious bed was decorated with flower curtains, rose petals strewn on the white sheets. Now that her suhaag raat was actually happening, Kripa felt strange tremors inside her. She was nervous, tense yet filled with anticipation. Angad had been aloof and distant all evening, probably due to the presence of his relatives. She looked forward to being alone with him at last, ask him why he had not returned her calls since last night.
Gauri and Mishti led Kripa to the flower bedecked bed and helped her sit in the center. Gauri handed her a glass of milk and a silver bowl of dry fruits and nuts to place on the bedside table.
Mishti sniggered: Apney husband ko doodh pilaa dena, God knows he would need the strength. Gauri rebuked her softly: Jeejee, aap bhi naa….
Kripa lowered her head bashfully.
Her Jethanis took leave, wishing her a very good night. The door closed, leaving her and Angad alone. She sat on the bed with a palpitating heart and racing pulse, waiting for the moment when her handsome Prince would come to the bed and lift her bridal veil, filmi style…and then he would take her in his arms and….and….her cheeks grew hot, imagining what he would do next.
Several minutes passed, Angad didn't come near her. She got worried and looked up. Angad stood at the farthest window, looking out at the dark, starlit night sky. She wondered what was wrong…why wasn't he coming to her? Was he unhappy with this marriage? But it was he who had pursued her relentlessly, won her heart, proposed to her….what was the matter now? They were married, this was their wedding night, yet he stood aloof, lost in thought! Something was seriously wrong!
She got down from the bed and walked up to him slowly. She stood right behind him, he still didn't turn around!
Angad! She called him softly….Kya baat hai? Kya tum naraaz ho? Koi problem hai?
Angad turned around slowly. In the dim light of the wall sconces, she saw….IT WAS NOT HIM! He looked exactly the same but he wasn't Angad! He was a complete stranger, staring at her with piercing hazel eyes!
She gasped, jolted in shock, stepping backwards!
Shaking with terror, she cried out: KAUN HO TUM? TUM ANGAD NAHIN HO! WHO ARE YOU?
A large hand clamped over her shrieking mouth! He picked her up effortlessly with brawny arms, stifling her mouth and carried her into the large bathroom, closing the door with his foot.
Kripa was dying with terror, almost suffocating under his palm. She struggled madly with frantic breathing, her heart pounded in her chest, frightened out of her wits! Who was this stranger who looked exactly like Angad but wasn't Angad? What was he going to do to her? Why was he taking her to the bathroom?
He held her struggling, twisting body firmly in his grasp, he growled in her ear: Stop moving! Don't make a sound! I will tell you everything! Bilkul awaaz mat karna! Yeh zindagi aur maut ka sawaal hai! Listen to me carefully, then I will let you go! Do u understand?
She nodded silently, her enlarged dark pupils staring at him fearfully.
The stranger didn't relinquish his grip on her body or mouth. He whispered harshly in her ear: Don't make any noises! The Bedroom may be bugged, so I brought you here! I am not Angad! I am ZAIB! Angad's twin brother!
Her eyes widened with surprised doubt, Angad was an only child, he didn't have any brothers! This man was lying!
He laughed softly: Yes, I know, you think I am lying! Don't worry, merey paas saboot hai! Abhi dikhata hoon! Lekin ussey pehley promise me tum khamosh rahogi! This is a matter of life and death! Promise me!
She nodded imperceptibly. He released her mouth but still held her arms.
Angad kahan hai? …she asked in a whisper, trembling violently from shock and fear.
His grim reply destroyed her: Angad hospital mein hai, uska accident ho gaya hai!
The horrible words echoed in her ears….Angad ka accident ho gaya hai…accident ho gaya hai….iska matlab meri shadi uskey bhai se huyi hai…iss admi se… jo kehta hai uska bhai hai…..Angad ka accident ho gayaaa…..
Her head started spinning with the crushing weight of the compounded shocks! The stranger's face faded, blackness descended in her eyelids as she passed out in his arms in a dead faint!
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pallavi
DECEPTION……PART 5
Kripa looked up from the havan fire and spotted Prithvi amidst the gathering of family and friends. She was really happy to see he had gotten over his sulking fit! She smiled encouragingly at him despite her misgivings over his real feelings towards her. Her first clue was the way he had acted when he heard the news about her and Angad dating. Like the rest of Mahabaleshwar town, he was shocked and incredulous!
Kripa! How can you trust that guy? He might be playing with your emotions!
Kripa crossed her arms angrily: For your kind information, usney mujhey propose kiya aur Papa se mera haath bhi maanga hai! He wants to marry me!
Prithvi had turned pale: WHAT! IMPOSSIBLE! Uskey jaisa aadmi tujhsey shadi kyun karega?
Her face had turned red with outrage: Ok, Now you are insulting me! Mujhmein kya kamee hai? Kya main pyaar ke layak nahin hoon?
Yeh mainey kab kaha? He looked flustered and self-conscious: Everyone loves you here! Lekin wo Mumbai ka business tycoon hai, hes a bloody millionaire! What if he has some girlfriend or something tucked away in Mumbai?
NO! He told me hes single! And he LOVES ME! Whats so shocking about that?
How can u trust him? Kya wo sach keh raha hai? Tu usey kitney dinon se jaanti hai?
She defended Angad passionately: I know enough about him to know that hes genuine! YES, he CAN be trusted! Wo bharosey ke KAABIL HAI! Mainey uskey saath akeley mein ghanton bitaye hain, he never overstepped his boundaries, he is a perfect gentleman! Agar usey kuchh karna hota toh bahut pehley kar sakta tha…
Prithvi looked pained: Im not talking about him taking advantage of you! Shadi ke baad agar usney tera dil tod diya toh? Kya guarantee hai? In ameer logon ka koi bharosa nahin, aaj shadi …parson divorce, unkey liye ek khel jaisa hai!
Kripa's eyes filled up with hurt: Don't be so negative ! Agar Angad waisa hota toh main ussey pyar nahin karti! Give me some credit! Main itni nadaan nahin ke bin sochey samjhey kisi bewafaa ko apna dil de doongi! Angad mujhey dil-o-jaan se chahta hai! He really loves me!
Prithvi saw her tears and felt bad: Im sorry, Kripa, Im just concerned about you! Aakhir main tera dost hoon….hum sabko teri chinta hai…
I know, u all care for me….Kripa wiped her eyes….but have some faith in my judgement too! Angad bahut sincere aur bhalaa aadmi hai, wo kabhie mujhey dhokha nahin dega!
Prithvi didn't say anymore, just watched her unhappily with a hangdog expression.
Kripa had felt slight doubts that day, but her suspicions were confirmed 2 weeks ago, after her Roka.
Prithvi had met her the day after, he looked very agitated and unhappy.
She was concerned: Kya hua, Prithvi! Any problems? Mujhey bataao, kya mein help kar sakti hoon?
He flung his hands in distress: Haan Kripa, only you can HELP ME! Please, meri baat sun! Angad se rishta tod de! He doesn't deserve you!
WHAT! ARE YOU OUT OF UR MIND!
YES, I AM! MAIN TUJHSEY BEHADD PYAR KARTA HOON! MARRY ME INSTEAD!
Kripa almost fell down in shock! KYAAA? ….BUT.. BUT…WE ARE FRIENDS! WE GREW UP TOGETHER!
Isiliye toh! Main terey baghair nahin jee sakta! I love u too much to let you go! Terey bina main yahan nahin reh sakta!
Kripa sank down on the nearest chair in a state of utter disbelief: I don't believe this!
She was totally appalled! She never suspected that Prithvi harbored such feelings about her. She had always regarded him as a dear friend, almost a protective older brother type.
Kripa stammered: Per…per…per, mainey kabhie tumhey uss nazar se dekha hi nahin! You are only a dear friend, almost like a brother…
PLEASE,KRIPA! BHAI kehkar GAALI mat de! Prithvi protested vehemently…. Tu mujhey pyar nahin karti, wo alag baat hai, per mera pyar hum dono ke liye kaafi hai. I will make you very happy! Buss ek baar tu haan keh de! Mujhsey shadi karkey yahin reh jaa, apnon ke paas, apney parivaar ke paas!
Kripa looked at him with wide, angry eyes: Are you out of your mind? Main sirf Angad se pyar karti hoon aur useesey shadi karungi! Period!
Prithvi hung his head down in defeat and slowly left the room. Since that day, Kripa had been rather wary of Prithvi. She just couldn't go back to that friendly camarederie of years past. Last night he had wanted to come to her Bachelorette party, she wondered why….
Nonetheless, she was glad to see him at her havan. Maybe that meant he had accepted her marriage to Angad. She smiled brightly at him, but he didn't smile back. He looked quite forlorn and hopeless. Kripa felt sorry for him. She could not begin to imagine his pain. It must be so terrible to love someone who doesn't love you back!
As soon as the Havan was over, her friends and family surrounded her again with jokes, teasing and excited chatter as she enjoyed her last day with her dear ones.
Kripa went upto Prithvi at the first chance and thanked him for coming.
He gave a terse reply: Main sirf yeh bataney aaya tha, main shaam ko nahin aa sakta! Isiliye subah chala aaya.
Kripa was shocked: Tum meri shadi mein nahin aaogey?
He looked at her with a tortured glance: I cannot do it! Main chaahkar bhi nahin aa sakta! Tujhey kisi aur ka hotay huey nahin dekh sakta! Please forgive me! I will always wish the best for you!
He turned abruptly and left! Harshini came up and asked: Ab isey kya hua? Hes behaving so strangely! Lagta hai usey kisisey ishq ho gaya! Hahaha….
Kripa winced, if only Harshu knew she had hit the nail on the head!
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It was early evening. The Baraat was getting ready to leave Avanti Resort. A royally decked traditional white horse stood patiently on the Hotel lawn, waiting for the bridegroom. All the baraatis were dressed to kill, in expensive clothes and jewelry befitting the guests of Khanna family. A row of black limos waited in line to take them to the bride's house. Kartik had returned from Mumbai that afternoon and stood tall and dashing in a dark sherwani beside his salon-perfect wife Mishti and cute daughter Mili in a maroon lehenga. Nishant and Gauri also stood nearby with their son, Deepu, dressed as the mini dulha in a maroon sherwani and pink turban. All the men wore pink turbans and all the women were dripping with diamonds and zariwork. Damini and Darshan emerged from the Hotel, greeting their assembled guests. Only the bridegroom was missing!
Damini looked around and wailed: YEH KYA? DULHA ABHI TAK NAHIN AAYA? ANGAD KAHAN HAI?
Gauri told her: Mummyjee, wo abhi tak ready nahin huye shayad.
Damini almost had a fit: ABHI TAK TAYYAR NAHIN? GAURI, ABHI JAAKAR USEY BULAKAR LAAO, MAHURAT KA WAQT NIKAL JAYEGA! Humein adhey ghantey mein Sharma ke wahan pahunchna hai.
Gauri nodded obediently and ran inside to summon her tardy devar. She went into their Presidential Suite and saw Angad's bedroom door was open. She peeped inside and was startled. Angad was ready in his wedding sherwani but he sat at the writing table, appying some bandages on his palms.
She went in at once and exclaimed : Yeh kya, Angad, tumharey haathon ko kya hua?
Angad jerked around in surprise and tried tio hide his hands but it was too late! She saw there were numerous cuts and bruises criss-crossing his broad palms.
She was really shocked: Hey Bhagwan, tumharey haath toh buri tarah se ghayal hain! Yeh kaisey hua?
Angad stood up in consternation: Bhabhi, please kisiko mat batanaa! Agar Chachijee ko pataa chala toh…you know how she would react!
Lekin yeh hua kaisey? …Gauri demanded to know.
He looked sheepish: Actually kal raat jab main gaadi se utar raha tha, tab achanak gir gaya, ek jhadi mein girkar dono haath ghayal ho gaye!
Hey Raam! Kitna zyada cut gaye! Laao, main dawai aur band-aid laga deti hoon!
She forcibly took the small bandaids and applied them on his palms. Angad smiled gratefully at her: Thanks Bhabhi!
Lekin Angad, kal raat ya aaj subah tumney bataya kyun nahin? Doctor ko bulaa letey. Agar infection ho gaya toh?
Don't worry, Bhabhi, yeh mamooli zakham hain, antiseptic aur bandaid se kaam ban jayega. Agar sabko batata toh Chachijee phir se Kripa ke manglik honay ki baat karti. And u know I don't like that!
Gauri nodded in consent: Haan, shayad nahin batakar achha hi kiya…. lekin mujhey toh bataa saktey the naa?
Im sorry, aagey se aapko hi bataunga! Angad smiled endearingly.
Gauri finished patching up his wounds, the end result was so neat one could hardly tell he had so many small cuts. The flesh colored bandaids effectively hid his wounds.
Angad thanked her again, she said: Chalo ab neechey, sab besabri se intezaar kar rahey hain, sehra baandhney ka waqt ho gaya! Mummyjee pareshan ho rahi hain!
Yes, lets go now!
Angad stepped out of the Hotel and was greeted vociferously by his friends and family. He looked dashingly handsome and majestic in his golden sherwani. Darshan Uncle hugged him and held him at arm's length: Zara main bhi dekhoon, kaisa lag raha hai mera bhateeja? Waah Bhai, bilkul Rajkumar lag raha hai! Arey Bhaagwaan, iska sehra kahan hai?
Damini made a pained expression and handed over the flowery sehra with golden pagdi. Darshan tied it on Angad's head with great affection, and pleasure. He surveyed the end result with a beaming grin: Ab ban gaya solah aaney Rajkumar! Arey Bhai, sab Photographers kahan hain? Chalo sab Photo nikalo!
The professional photographers as well as local press guys started flashing their bulbs, snapping pictures of the elegant bridegroom and his distinguished family.
Then Darshan urged everyone: Chalo Bhai, ab nikaltey hain! AREY BAND-WALEY KAHAN GAYE? BAJAAO, BHAI BAJAAO!
Nishant signalled the wedding band and they started playing popular wedding songs : Mehendi lagakey rakhna, doli sajakey rakhna….
Darshan led Angad to the waiting horse, Khanna family followed them. Angad sprang up on the horse with easy grace and took the reins. He lifted his sehra and asked Nishant: Chhotey dulha kahan hai?
Gauri laughed and handed Deepu to Nishant who lifted him up to Angad's hands. Angad took him and set him down in front of the horse.
Dipu was rather scared and clung to his Uncle: Chachu, mujhey theek se pakadna!
Angad assured him: Don't worry Dipu, Chachu tumhey kaskar pakdega! Now hold on tight!
Dipu still worried: Ghodi kaategi toh nahin?
Angad laughed: Nahin Beta, ghodi ka mooh toh uss taraf hai, kaisey kaategi?
Mili got jealous as usual: Chachu, mujhey bhi ghodi per baithnaa hai!
Mishti rebuked her at once: MILI! Ladkiyan ghodi per nahin jaati!
Kyun nahin? Mili argued: Ladkiyan sab kar sakti hain, hai naa Chachu?
Angad agreed: That's right! Bhabhi, usey bhi aaney deejiye naa…bachchi hai!
Kartik also smiled: Haan, usey bhi jaaney do, ladki hai toh kya hua? Aajkal ladkiyan space rockets mein jaati hain, toh ghodi per kyun nahin? Chal beti, tu bhi chadh jaa.
He hoisted Mili upto Angad, who now had his hands full with 2 kids in front of him. But he seemed unfazed, he just warned the kids: NO fighting, and listen to Chachu. Hold on tight!
He made them hold the saddle while he put his arms around both of them and held the reins. He seemed quite adept at horse riding as the ghodi cantered at a slow pace down the Hotel driveway. The band led the way with the guests walking elegantly behind it, Angad's horse following the baraatis to the Hotel gate.
Outside the gate, most of the baraatis boarded the limos, how could such elegant people walk all the way, 2 kms to Kripa's house? The wedding procession picked up speed, and they rolled along, up and down the hilly roads of Mahabaleshwar. Local residents lined the streets in some places to witness the baraati of Angad Khanna, their benefactor and Hero!
They nudged each other and commented: Wo dekho, Kripa ki baraat jaa rahi hai! Kitni bhagyashali hai wo! Angad Khanna jaisa pati mila!
They reached Kripa's house in a short while. Sharma family greeted them with the usual pomp and ceremony! Angad descended from the horse and was welcomed by Gayatri with the traditional aarti on a Puja thaali. Then Suryabhan welcomed Darshan with a gift and a garland and all the Khanna family members were similarly greeted with garlands and gifts by Sharma family members. Mili and Deepu were delighted to get their packaged gifts and chocolates!
There was a lot of hugging, greeting and pleasantries exchanged. Khanna clan was quite impressed to see the sprawling house of the Sharmas. Angad had not married a poor girl for sure!
The bridegroom was led inside by Gayatri and her sister in law and seated on a velvet throne. Soon he was surrounded by Kripa's friends and cousins who started teasing and harassing him. Nishant and Kartik took seats on either side of him. Nishant leaned over and mumbled in a conspiratorial manner: Angad, jo kuchh bhi ho, jootey mat utarna, mandap mein jaatey waqt jootey mujhey de dena!
Angad smiled and nodded.
Wedding mahurat had arrived and it was time for Varmala. The bride was brought out to the wedding mandap built inside a big tent in the front lawn. Angad and his family were already there, waiting for her entry. Angad's face was totally covered by the sehra but he lifted it slightly to take a look at his beautiful bride.
If angels had come down to earth, they couldn't have matched her beauty! The rich red brocade lehenga and heavy gold and jadaau jewelry made her look simply gorgeous! A thin red chunni covered her head with a jadau teeka hanging right below. Her cheeks glowed like ripe peach, her kohl lined eyes were lowered in bridal shyness, those ruby red lips glistened with dewy freshness. He held his breath and couldn't look away! Harshini and Kripa's friends giggled and commented at his staring. He got embarassed and lowered his sehra.
Kripa sneaked a look at him from under her chunni, but …his face was covered by the sehra. She was dying to see him again but she would have to wait.
The bride and groom stood facing each other. Gauri handed him a Varmala, the priest instructed him: Ab kanyaa ko varmala pehnaa deejiye!
He placed the garland around her neck easily since he towered above her. Then it was Kripa's turn. She couldn't reach his head, the princely turban made him even taller. She jumped slightly to reach him, everyone started laughing.
Someone commented: Arey Dulhey Raja, zara apna sar toh neecha keejiye! Dulhan bahut chhoti hai!
Kripa took exception to that comment and threw the garland up in the air like a ring toss, it landed perfectly around his neck. Her friends clapped and cheered her clever strategy.
After varmala, they walked together to the red velvet thrones and sat down side by side, waiting for mandap ceremony. Angad lifted his sehra from time to time to talk to his family but otherwise his face was completely covered. Kripa grew frustrated, wondering why he wasn't turning her way. She fidgeted beside him, dying to see his face, yearning to talk to him. But he seemed immersed in his clan members.
She twisted her lips in anger: Badaa aaya…. Mujhey ignore kar raha hai? Aaney do raat ko, main bhi mazaa chakhaungi! Baat bhi nahin karungi ussey!
He seemed to guess her impatience, because the next instant she glanced in his direction, he suddenly turned, lifted his sehra and winked at her. She blushed and looked away, mortified at his sudden flirting. She hoped nobody had noticed it! Her heart fluttered with excitement! He looked so elegant, so princely! She could not wait for her wedding night! When she would be able to look and talk to him freely!
The priest called them to the mandap. They sat down side by side, it was time for kanyadaan. Suryabhan sat on the father's side, Angad held out his palm curled slightly, Kripa placed her right hand in it. She felt a sudden shock as his hand touched hers. His palm seemed rough and different somehow! Before she could think further, a bunch of flowers were placed in her hand and covered by a holy cloth. Then the priest started chanting mantras. She was intensely aware of Angad's hand holding hers, the fire warmed her already flushed cheeks, her heart beat heavily in her chest! It was happening! She was getting married to the man of her dreams!
She was hardly aware how long the wedding chants went on, she was already lost in her romantic dream of holding hands with Angad in the green valleys of Switzerland!
Then it was time for sindoor and mangalsutra. Angad turned towards her, lifted her chunni and teeka, then filled her forehead with sindoor. She closed her eyes blissfully, overcome by emotions, it was such a holy, precious moment! She looked up at him momentarily but his sehra was in place again.
Her chunni and his scarf were tied, they went around the fire in 7 pheras/circles and took their vows to protect and care for each other. That marked the end of the wedding ceremony! They were Mr and Mrs Khanna at last! Angad and Kripa walked ahead to touch the feet of elders.
Dadi was the first to bless them as they bowed to touch her wheelchair-bound feet. She kissed Kripa's forehead and cried with joy: Khush raho, meri bachchi, sadaa suhaagan raho! Doodho nahaao, puto phalo!
She touched Angad's head: Khush raho, beta, hamesha sukhi raho! Meri gudiya ka khayal rakhna! Badi laad pyaar se pali hai wo!
Haan Dadi, of course! Angad mumbled.
They took blessings from Kripa's parents, Angad's Uncle and Aunt, and all elders.
Damini imperiously informed the Sharmas: Bidaai ka mahurat aa gaya hai! Humein chalna chahiye!
They protested and pleaded: Thoda jalpaan toh karkey jaayiye!
Damini would have refused but Darshan stepped forward: Arey Bhai, bidayi 20 minute baad kar lengey, abhi chalo mooh meetha kartey hain! Shadi ka din hai, mooh meetha karna hamara kartavya hai!
The baraatis went inside and were treated to a scrumptious buffet of delicious samosas, kachoris, kathi rolls, laddoos and a dozen different Punjabi and Mughlai dishes.
Satisfied and replete, the Baraatis took leave of the Sharmas.
Kripa got ready for bidaai. Inspite of her blissful joy at becoming Angad's wife, she could not hold back her tears as she hugged her parents, Harshini, Nupur and other friends. They all sobbed in each other's arms copiously while Angad stood apart, giving her time and space to vent.
Kripa's sobs were even louder as she hugged Dadi and kissed her frail cheeks: Dadi, main jaldi wapas aaungi!
Dadi smiled through her own tears: Arey pagli, tu toh kal hi aa rahi hai, pagpheri ke liye! Aur uskey baad bhi, tu ghabraa mat, main tujhey dekhney ke liye hi zinda rahungi! Tu ab khushi khushi apney naye ghar mein jaa, Angad ke saath ghar basaa aur khush reh. Jaa beti, raazi khushi jaa, aansoo mat bahaa!
Kripa wiped her eyes and looked back at Angad. Why didn't he lift his sehra yet? Pata nahin aisey kyun behave kar raha hai? Apna chehra kyun nahin dikha raha?
They got into a flower bedecked limo and started on their way back to the Resort. Kripa sat beside Angad and looked at him constantly. He was sitting apart from her, looking out of his window.
She couldn't stand it anymore: Angad!
He turned towards her: Haan, kaho?
Sab kuchh theek toh hai naa?
Of course! Kyun? Tumhey theek nahin lag raha? There was a mocking laughter in his voice.
She bit her lower lip: Haan, main khush hoon. Lekin tum? Kya tum khush ho?
He chuckled and lifted his sehra for a moment: Tumhey kya lagta hai, main khush nahin hoon? Of course khush hoon! Tum meri patni ban chuki ho, khush toh hona hi hai!
She blushed and looked away. She couldn't see his face clearly inside the dark car but the teasing tone in his deep voice made her pulse race and heart leap with strange anticipation.
When they reached the Hotel, there was a flurry of activities as the newly wedded couple was felicitated by Hotel staff first, then taken to the Reception Hall.
Kripa was officially welcomed into the family by Khanna clan as Damini and Darshan introduced her to the distant relatives and friends of Angad. Many of the guests gave her gifts of cash and jewelry. She passed them on to Gauri who hovered around helpfully.
Mili came up suddenly and sat down on Angad's lap, staring at Kripa thoughtfully: Chachu, kya yeh hamari nayi Chachi hai?
Angad smiled: Haan Beta, yeh tumhari Nayi Chachi hai, bilkul brand new!
Kya main Chachi ke paas baith sakti hoon? She asked Angad.
Chachi se hi poochh lo…..he laughed huskily.
Kripa smiled at the pretty little girl and held out her arms. Mili hopped on to her lap at once! She studied Kripa's face with utter fascination: Chachi, aap bahut sundar kyun ho? Kya aap pari ho?
Kripa laughed: Nahin, main pari nahin, sirf Chachi hoon!
Lekin aap toh merey Mom se bhi sundar ho! …Mili sniffed Kripa's bridal dress: Aapki khushboo kitni achhi hai, kaun si perfume lagayi hai?
Kripa smiled fondly at the precocious girl: Yeh Chanel 5 hai, tumharey Chachu ne gift diya tha….she threw a sideways glance at Angad, who seemed to be listening closely without looking at her.
Really, Chachu? ….Mili was jealous at once: Mujhey bhi Chanel 5 chahiye!
Angad turned to grin at the little girl: Zaroor doonga! Jab tum badi ho jaogi beta, abhi tumhari Mummy allow nahin karegi!
Speak of the devil and she was there! Mishti suddenly came rushing from somewhere and scooped Mili out of Kripa's lap: Yeh kya, MILI? Chachi ko disturb mat karo! Unkey kapdey kharab ho jayengey!
Kripa protested: Rehney deejiye naa, Jeejee! Bahut pyari hai! Mujhey bachchey achhey lagtey hain!
Some female relative tittered: Arey suno suno, bahu ko bachchey pasand hain, phir toh Khanna parivaar ko bahut jald waaris milega!
Kripa blushed with embarassment.
Damini reminded the relative caustically: Kyun Bhabhi? Deepu toh hai naa? Wahi toh khaandan ka pehla pota hai!
Lekin Dilip Bhaisaab ka waaris toh nahin! The other lady shot back at her.
Damini's face darkened with bitterness. She hated the fact that Angad was named Dilip's heir although he was younger than both Kartik and Nishant. Now one more thorn in her life had arrived, Kripa and her future children! The real heirs to Khanna empire inspite of Deepu being the eldest! It was so unfair!
Gauri and Mishti brought out a colored water bowl and made Angad and Kripa hunt for rings in the bowl. Angad won once, Kripa won twice. She knew he had let her win! Some relatives teased and joked, while others gossiped amongst themselves about Mumbai high society. Kripa felt rather lost as Angad also seemed preoccupied all evening.
Mili was fascinated with her new Aunt and stuck to Kripa like glue inspite of her mother's objections. Deepu was too busy playing with his cousins.
The night advanced and all Baraatis retired to their rooms. Angad and Kripa were taken up to the Honeymoon Suite on the top floor with balcony views of the plateau. The luxurious bed was decorated with flower curtains, rose petals strewn on the white sheets. Now that her suhaag raat was actually happening, Kripa felt strange tremors inside her. She was nervous, tense yet filled with anticipation. Angad had been aloof and distant all evening, probably due to the presence of his relatives. She looked forward to being alone with him at last, ask him why he had not returned her calls since last night.
Gauri and Mishti led Kripa to the flower bedecked bed and helped her sit in the center. Gauri handed her a glass of milk and a silver bowl of dry fruits and nuts to place on the bedside table.
Mishti sniggered: Apney husband ko doodh pilaa dena, God knows he would need the strength. Gauri rebuked her softly: Jeejee, aap bhi naa….
Kripa lowered her head bashfully.
Her Jethanis took leave, wishing her a very good night. The door closed, leaving her and Angad alone. She sat on the bed with a palpitating heart and racing pulse, waiting for the moment when her handsome Prince would come to the bed and lift her bridal veil, filmi style…and then he would take her in his arms and….and….her cheeks grew hot, imagining what he would do next.
Several minutes passed, Angad didn't come near her. She got worried and looked up. Angad stood at the farthest window, looking out at the dark, starlit night sky. She wondered what was wrong…why wasn't he coming to her? Was he unhappy with this marriage? But it was he who had pursued her relentlessly, won her heart, proposed to her….what was the matter now? They were married, this was their wedding night, yet he stood aloof, lost in thought! Something was seriously wrong!
She got down from the bed and walked up to him slowly. She stood right behind him, he still didn't turn around!
Angad! She called him softly….Kya baat hai? Kya tum naraaz ho? Koi problem hai?
Angad turned around slowly. In the dim light of the wall sconces, she saw….IT WAS NOT HIM! He looked exactly the same but he wasn't Angad! He was a complete stranger, staring at her with piercing hazel eyes!
She gasped, jolted in shock, stepping backwards!
Shaking with terror, she cried out: KAUN HO TUM? TUM ANGAD NAHIN HO! WHO ARE YOU?
A large hand clamped over her shrieking mouth! He picked her up effortlessly with brawny arms, stifling her mouth and carried her into the large bathroom, closing the door with his foot.
Kripa was dying with terror, almost suffocating under his palm. She struggled madly with frantic breathing, her heart pounded in her chest, frightened out of her wits! Who was this stranger who looked exactly like Angad but wasn't Angad? What was he going to do to her? Why was he taking her to the bathroom?
He held her struggling, twisting body firmly in his grasp, he growled in her ear: Stop moving! Don't make a sound! I will tell you everything! Bilkul awaaz mat karna! Yeh zindagi aur maut ka sawaal hai! Listen to me carefully, then I will let you go! Do u understand?
She nodded silently, her enlarged dark pupils staring at him fearfully.
The stranger didn't relinquish his grip on her body or mouth. He whispered harshly in her ear: Don't make any noises! The Bedroom may be bugged, so I brought you here! I am not Angad! I am ZAIB! Angad's twin brother!
Her eyes widened with surprised doubt, Angad was an only child, he didn't have any brothers! This man was lying!
He laughed softly: Yes, I know, you think I am lying! Don't worry, merey paas saboot hai! Abhi dikhata hoon! Lekin ussey pehley promise me tum khamosh rahogi! This is a matter of life and death! Promise me!
She nodded imperceptibly. He released her mouth but still held her arms.
Angad kahan hai? …she asked in a whisper, trembling violently from shock and fear.
His grim reply destroyed her: Angad hospital mein hai, uska accident ho gaya hai!
The horrible words echoed in her ears….Angad ka accident ho gaya hai…accident ho gaya hai….iska matlab meri shadi uskey bhai se huyi hai…iss admi se… jo kehta hai uska bhai hai…..Angad ka accident ho gayaaa…..
Her head started spinning with the crushing weight of the compounded shocks! The stranger's face faded, blackness descended in her eyelids as she passed out in his arms in a dead faint!
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pallavi
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