SANRAJ*Moment** WATCHING Part 6** (P48 Pg143) - Page 101

Amazing FF,Shahara!👏

awww shah i loved that santu's teddy bare 😆 & now i want it so cute one this part loved it... post next one soon loved sanraj part the most ...waiting for ur next edition... 😃 😉

awsomeee shaaa

Fantastic Shahara😊👏👏...wish CVs get imaginative like you and not negative for Bandini 2😊

Thanks guys for reading and your lovely comments.
Will try to get the nxt part up soon 😊

Continued from Pg 134 - Pt 3

List of all my ffs on Pg1

And here goes...

Watching

~ Part 4 ~

The radio is playing silently whilst DM drives the car to the village, Santu looks out the window looking at her favorite places when she was a kid. Her childhood memories come flashing back to her, become fresh again and every so often like a kid, she shouts out and points to here and there and tugs on to DM's arm excitedly, she shares every memory with him on their drives. DM whilst driving, looks and listens engrossed in Santu to the stories of her with her sisters and her Nanaji, her life before they met. He sits there listening to Santu even though she was poor, had little, she was happy and content with what she was given and he thinks about his life, he had everything but was not he felt happy with his childhood like Santu, he wanted to make an impact in life, his own identity which took him on the long journey to become Malik of D'Pur, he gained an empire, 5 children and became a widower, he was not so happy. He shared a good decade and a half with his first wife but most of that time was spent on making a name, money, status and power, whilst she raised their young family. All this was nothing to the Vaghela family, what mattered to them was each other, respect, upbringing and faith, this is what made Dharampur people rich was their upbringing and those who followed their elders and their traditions like Santu, a real gujju girl with small dreams but big impact on those she comes across. Santu inherited her Nanaji's characteristics and her own golden uniqueness which made DM fall head over heels in love with her, when he accepted that she had captured his heart's attention making him feel this way'fall' upside down in love, so much in love that he didn't know which end is up! He loved and knew there was no one else out there like her and she was his who opened his eyes, showed him the meaning of this life, a different and beautiful side of it which he never knew of or forgot making it to be the perfect leader. Thinking back, honestly, he was not fully there, Santu showed him in her unselfish and generous ways of being there for loved ones, sharing and caring for each other and seeing the world from each other's perspectives and then both views of life become the same. She knew him better than himself and he her, he couldn't believe how fortunate he is, this amazing lovable crazy girl is his wife, she has become his addiction to life, she made him new and young again, a breath of fresh air and a new lease of life, he could not live without her, what he spent his whole life searching for, she is finally sitting beside him and all he can do is smile happily, how much you fight with yourself, you cannot hide your true feelings specially when that person is on your mind every ticking second of the day, no one can speak the words of her lips and make him feel the way she does. Without her life would never be the same again, it would just stop, this thought is a frightening thought, angst and unease running through DM's mind right now, every step right now must be careful, to what he has seen in the movement of the bush, incidents, times, places calculating the events and the given clues, Santu places her hand on his knee bringing him back to reality, they are both in the car and have reached Nanaji's house, DM stops the car and turns to Santu.

Santu: Malik, we're here.

DM: Where did the time go? It only feels like we got into the car?

Santu: Malik, we've been driving for an hour, you took the long way round to Nanaji's house?

DM: Ha, but your talking made me forget the time.

Santu: Oh did I go on again, you should have stopped me Malik, I must have gone on and on and I bored you?

DM: No, you know I enjoy listening to you. I could sit here all day listening to you. Nanaji and your sisters are very lucky to have spent all this time with you, every place you have a memory with them.

Santu: Ha Malik and now I will be telling them how I spend my time and my new memories I will be making with you.

Monghi: If you're not talking about Malik then you're thinking about him right Santu Behna? Giggling

SANRAJ look behind them seeing a cheeky Monghi standing with cups of water for them. She carries them over to them and hands DM a cup and Santu embarrassingly takes a cup.

DM: So Monghi, tell me, your Santu Behna talks about me?

Monghi: Your asking me whether she talks about you? She talks about you, day, night all the time. Sometimes I feel like sending her back home because Behna wonders whether you've eaten, had your medicine, drank your tea, taking rest and so on and on and on ' I say to Nanaji that even when Behna is here, she really isn't, always daydreaming and saying Ji Malik, I'm coming Malik, Chai Malik, tea time, she makes your special tea and remembers you're not here to drink it. She then sits quietly and pours tea into the saucer and drinks out of the saucer and leaves half of it? I tell Nanaji to send her home!

DM looking delighted from Monghi and flirtingly to Santu, Santu blushes a luminous pink embarrassed.

DM: So tell me, what else does your Santu Behna talks about me?

Monghi: How much time do you have? Last time she even brang your Kurta and slept with'

Santu covered Monghi's mouth to stop and drags her into the house without making eye contact with DM, DM follows in loving the reportings and observations from Monghi - radio anchor to Suraj who parrots everything that comes to earshot or vision and Monghi gives him the breaking news segments on Santu and how he can tease her, wind her up so she blows up and scolds him and then he would pacify her by taking her by surprise remembering back to their SR how he shut her up and gave her his reply. He thought if he ever decided to open Dharampur Radio Station, he would have Suraj as announcer and Monghi as newscaster, he wouldn't need to read his newspaper, the two nosiest people in Gujrat were in his family along with Baa being their producer.

Santu: Monghi! Where's Nanaji

They all go in to meet Nanaji, chat whilst Santu and Monghi get dinner ready. Nanaji talks to DM about capturing the attacker, DM updates Nanaji that it feels that there is silence before the storm and that the attacker will attack when everyone's guard is down so its best to keep a watch and that he will catch this attacker soon. Nanaji believes in DM giving him confidence. Nanaji goes and freshens up leaving DM sitting thinking. His thoughts go back to the movement in the bushes

Flashback...

DM closing the door and making his way towards the bush feeling some presence hiding there. He remembers grabbing what looked like a cloak pulling it but too late whatever was there moved as quickly as a fox and into the mist. DM began running after it and coming to a clearing of what was the back of his garden nothing there just the massive garden with no one in it, he scans the area no signs, he walks back and tells the guards to be on watch, he goes back the way he came back through the bush when all of a sudden something catches the corner of his eye. He bends down and picks up the folded paper what looked like a photo, he opens it and shockingly sees that the photo has been torn in half, the half in his hand had Santu smiling with a heart scratched around her face and a hand around her shoulder, the hand being madly scratched out and realizing that the other missing half is of him. DM's worst fears had come true, the weeks nothing has happened, he suddenly realized that the attacker has been watching Santu and from outside their home and her at Nanaji's house when she would come during the day, this photo, this photo he remembers clearly Santu gave to Nanji. He stands there gazing at the picture and then out towards the car seeing Santu sitting in the car waiting for him looking quizzingly towards his direction and begins to get out, DM puts the picture in his pocket and makes his way towards her and makes her sit back down in the car and gets in himself giving one last glances towards the darkness. Flashback ends DM sits there at Nanaji's house and looks towards the dresser where their photo was kept and it was not there. He did not want to worry anyone but thinking that none of them are safe here, he would take them all back to MMansion with him making an excuse, he did not want to take any chances since the attacker has entered Nanaji's house and no one has realized.

Santu serves DM and Nanaji food, they all sit on the floor eating, Monghi talking whilst everyone listens and laughs, DM's mind diverted back and forth, Santu starts asking Nanaji about his health and what the Dr has said about his weakening eyesight, DM listens concerned Nanaji getting older and losing his vision slowly, Monghi little and needing help not being able to look after Nanaji alone which will affect her schooling, he didn't want her to miss out on an education like Santu did and he didn't want Santu at Nanaji's house far away from him and out of his sight.

DM: I was thinking as the festivals are coming up that you both come and stay with us. Monghi is missing her Santu Behna, feels neglected on her own and Nanaji, you will give company to Baa and Bapuji, they wanted to come but Bapuji has been having problems walking so he is on bed rest.

Nanaji: Malik, that's kind of you but we cannot.

DM: You do not consider me your son-in-law?

Nanaji: Malik, yes you are the jamai of this house but'

DM: But what? and what is this Malik, Malik? You are elder to me, we are family, you call me Dharamraj otherwise I feel we are strangers. Relationships changed and status too.

Nanaji's eyes are moist with emotion, his eyesight weakening slowly but he will always keep this photographic memory of DM the God of DPur, never even seen him to be so lovingly inviting , like he is his own, reminding him of his Jamai he lost when Santu was a kid, DM being besotted with Santu and finally his granddaughter receiving her happiness, Santu's happiness is clearly read over her face and her Nanaji has no words but gratitude to Khodiyamaa and that his advice he gave to Santu to be patient and always be with her husband, finally was rewarded in this picture before his eyes. Monghi jumps up and hugs Nanaji round his neck, she could see Nanaji was lost for words and took it upon herself to accept the invitation.

Monghi: Nanaji says Yes!!! We are coming to stay!

DM feeling relaxed and happy that Nanaji did not refuse, Santu sits there and thinks how much DM's love is growing towards her and now her family, his excessive love and affection gives her feelings of heavenly love and happiness, she never could have hoped to have felt, his inner and outer beauty, his sweetness and gentleness, really how can she ever be thankful enough to have such a husband, to be called by names of tenderness, she has never heard used to her before, this is bliss beyond belief, this is one of the happiest day of my life she thinks to herself. DM looks towards Santu and signs to her "what are you thinking" Santu say "nothing" gets up and runs off and hides in the kitchen, she leans on the wall and cries her little heart out, not of sorrow but of joy. The hidden man watches Santu cry.

To be Continued

Shah...

Originally posted by: ronitfan

Shah...

This was seriously, TOO GOOD for words..

I don't know how many times I have said this for your writing, but it paints a world for itself.. and the reader just gets drawn in by the beauty and the sweet flow of words..

What a beautiful post.. glad DM knows the hidden person is behind his beloved.. :D

Waiting for the next part!

HUGS!!

🤗's to you Sukhi, i really want to paint a picture of SANRAJ to you all and their love for eachother, I really wanted to see so much more in the show, such a wonderful couple who we could have seen soo much more of and wished for. Hopefully all can visualise from reading my words and glad that you can see what I am trying to show

Originally posted by: Shahara3

🤗's to you Sukhi, i really want to paint a picture of SANRAJ to you all and their love for eachother, I really wanted to see so much more in the show, such a wonderful couple who we could have seen soo much more of and wished for. Hopefully all can visualise from reading my words and glad that you can see what I am trying to show