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358674

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Posted: 14 years ago

#281

hi,

u r not writing d os on current1.....(sajan)..........why?????????????????????

c... now we may call it d almost ex-one

please write it soon

waiting 4 it badly .... specially after seeing yesterdays episode (which was unbelievable...seriously)

pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease write it na please

sorry dont mind ok

i know i m demanding lot

but please write it soon

luv u

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AnotherAdmirer

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Posted: 14 years ago

#282

Originally posted by: 358674
hi,
u r not writing d os on current1.....(sajan)..........why?????????????????????
c... now we may call it d almost ex-one
please write it soon
waiting 4 it badly .... specially after seeing yesterdays episode (which was unbelievable...seriously)
pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease write it na please
sorry dont mind ok
i know i m demanding lot
but please write it soon
luv u

heya! actualy i did..n its done...but on paper

lolzz i will type it down soon, will post it today itself, n i knw wat u mean, even m quite disappointed with CV's work😕

no probs at all, u knw even if u have a concept n want me to pen it down, feel free to chat n let me know, i wud like to take it as a challenge and see if i wud stand upto ur expectations, coz tht way i will only get better in writing and learn new stuff:-)

luv u hun🤗

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358674

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Posted: 14 years ago

#283

Originally posted by: VampirePrincess

heya! actualy i did..n its done...but on paper
lolzz i will type it down soon, will post it today itself, n i knw wat u mean, even m quite disappointed with CV's work😕

no probs at all, u knw even if u have a concept n want me to pen it down, feel free to chat n let me know, i wud like to take it as a challenge and see if i wud stand upto ur expectations, coz tht way i will only get better in writing and learn new stuff:-)

luv u hun🤗

thanks yaar

i just luv ur writings.....

luv u

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AnotherAdmirer

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Posted: 14 years ago

#284

^^ Posted:-)

here's the link

https://india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=1494612#34235416

thnks for all the support and appreciation🤗

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AnotherAdmirer

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Posted: 14 years ago

#285

Reposting SaJan/MJHT OS in this gallery(prev posted seperately or in MJHT Forum)

~Happy Endings~
"Rashmi, are you ready?" Mrs Sinha asked after displaying her precious collections to the girl.
Rashmi smiled in response, It was too hard for her to give words to her emotions.
Anxious….Desperate?....Nervous!?
She didn't know what she felt, just that a little more delay and she may actually burst.
Mrs Sinha smiled back understand her "here have a seat"
Rashmi sat on the brown couch
"I need you to relax, lean back and stay calm"
Mrs Sinha was a specialist in hypnosis, she lived in a small section of Mumbai, 3 Years back she had found rashmi lying at a corner of the road through which she had been driving to the main city. The girl had many bruises all over her body, surprisingly among the major one's were minor scratches that came from an animal, guessing the girl had been attacked by a dog or even worst a bear considering that the jungle extended few feets away from the road, she had rushed the girl to the hospital. For 2 and a half years she had been in coma. All attempts to search for the girls family had turned out to be futile. Sadly after ganining consciousness the girl didn't remember her past. After giving a time of 6 months to heal, they sat here in her office trying to unveil the past of the mysterious girl she had named rashmi. After years Mrs Sinha was going to practice again, only for the girl she had come to love so much in the past few months…

x-x-x-x-x-x

After the freshers Pary, Gunjan decided to leave Mumbai as soon as possible, she felt betrayed, sad that mayank had hid the truth from her, to have offered her the job of a counselor in excel despite knowing that samrat was the trustee of Excel.
"Gunjan" samrat made his way towards her.
"Stop Right there" she said.
Samrat stopped and searched for words.
"Yeh sab kyun kiya samrat?" she asked.
"main sirf tumhe khush dekhna chahta hoon"
"meri khushi in sab main nahin hai, meri khushi tum mujhse bohut pehley hi cheen chuke ho, meri di…kya tum usse lota sakte ho?" gunjan asked "nahin" she spoke taking in his silence.
"aur main chashmish?" samrat asked his voice pleading, didn't she love him anymore? Didn't her happiness lie with him?
"Gunjan" she corrected him, His mind buzzed as she answered his question.
"Kya gunjan ne kabhi samrat se pyaar nahin kiya?" he asked hurt beyond measure. "kya gunjan ke liye samrat kuch bhi nahin hai?"
"kuch bhi nahin, koi hai…… to woh sirf uski di"
"uski di thi gunjan" another voice interrupted them.
"Mayank?" gunjan asked shocked.
Mayank stepped towards her.
"Nupur thi gunjan…ab woh nahin hai….woh hum sab ko hamesha ke liye chhod chuki hai" Mayank spoke and died a million deaths with his each word, but he knew deep down that it was important n the plain truth.
"Jaane se pehley usne tumhara haath samrat ko dia, tum donon ek doosre ka saath dekhna chaha, tumhari shaadi…kya tum uski aankhri ichha puri nahin karogey?"
Gunjan stood rooted to her spot and tears started flowing from samrat's eyes, as he recalled the blissful moment, his surprise engagement party, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest, it was all because of him, he had snatched away nupur from mayank and gunjan. He was the cause of it.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x

Mrs Sinha took a seat after putting rashmi in a trance.
Rashmi's head was tilted to one side, her face soft and body limp as she breathed peacefully in a very deep sleep.
"You are in a very deep sleep" Mrs Sinha told her.
"Can you hear me?" she asked.
"Yes" the girl murmured.
"I will ask u a few questions now, you will remain deep in sleep until I ask u to wake up, do you Understand?"
"Okay" she answered.
"What's your name?"
"Rashmi"
"Your real name?"
"I..dont know" she anwered her eyebrows creased.
"You saw an old watch in my collections remember?"
"Yes"
"I have taken that watch from the shelve" Mrs Sinha lied.
"Now Something amazing happens, as I turn the hands of the clock backwards, time itself flows in reverse, Its like magic, do u understand?"
"Yes I do"
"Good! Now I am takin u back in time"
After a few minutes nupur broke the silence.
"Ahh I hate the the smell of medicines"
Mrs Sinha had reached the time where rashmi had gained consciousness.
After a minutes silence Mrs Sinha asked "where are you?"
No reply
Guessing her to be in coma, gradually Mrs Sinha took her back in time.
A few minutes of silence passed, The girl flinched visibly,her eyes flew open as she shrieked, Mrs Sinha stared aghast as the girl started shaking violently on the couch clutching at her sides, gasping for breath.
"Mayank" she sobbed retching.
"Relax" Mrs Sinha told her " Calm down"
Rashmi obeyed as she sat up straight her eyes wide open in fear.
"what is your name?" Mrs Sinha asked
"Nupur" The girl shivered.
"Full name?"
"Nupur Mayank Sharma" the girl broke down again crying loudly "where r u Mayank? I cant see him, where are they?"
"Relax Look around, what do u see?"
"Blood" she answered.
"Blood?"
"Everywhere, he's not here, where is he? I have to find him, Oh god, where are they?" she started crying again, pleading almost for someone to answer her question. Her breath hitched suddenly as she took sharp gulps of air "I cant breathe" she told her I cant breathe, m going to die!!" she fell off the couch and lay on the floor, breathing hard clutching her neck.
"You are fine, there's no blood"
Mrs Sinha tried to calm the girl, but she sobbed uncontrollably, this was new to her, usually her patient would listen to her at once.
She guessed the girl to have gone through a huge trauma, perhaps she was right now re-living the accident.
Mrs Sinha talked her out of it. Atlast nupur took her seat back, her eyes strained.
Considering to take her out of the incident, Mrs Sinha sat back in her chair
"Lets go back a bit further" Mrs Sinha told her. A moment's silence passed.
"Okay Nupur where are you?"
Surprisingly the girl smiled, the one that glowed her face.
"In Samrat's car"
Car? So she had been in a car accident?
"Where are you going?"
"To the airport" she replied her smile intact."me and mayank will be flying to US" she added.
"That's Good, Very good, do you work?"
"No I am a student"
"where?which college?"
"Excel" she answered.
The name immediately registered to Mrs Sinha, Excel was one of the best colleges in Mumbai.
She thought it over, whether to ask nupur more questions or not, she was eager to know about her past, but didn't want to put her in any risk either.
"Where do u live?"
"In the outhouse"
"Outhouse?" Mrs Sinha asked shocked.
"Samrat's outhouse"
"Samrat? What's his full name?"
"Samrat shergill"
"Okay nupur now I will take u back to the current time, to the present, I want u to remember everything, do you understand?"
"Yes"
Mrs Sinha tensed, what if her husband and others hadn't survived the accident?
"Now Relax and close your eyes" Nupur obeyed.
Within no time Mrs Sinha took nupur out of the trance.
Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead as she opened her eyes.
"Nupur?" Mrs Sinha called.
Realisation dawned on her as she jerked upright "Mayank!"
"Shshh Relax" Mrs Sinha soothed as Nupur's lips trembled.
Memories came hurling at her one after the other along with a million worries, had they survived the accident? Her head went dizzy at the thought as she clutched onto Mrs Sinha for support.
Mrs Sinha made nupur sit on the couch "Relax"
"I need to go, I need to find them" Nupur said trembling.
"Don't stress ur mind dear"
"I don't care!" Nupur almost yelled "I need to go!" she pleaded.
"Okay then, Lets Go" Mrs Sinha picked the car keys from her table.
Nupur stood upright "where?" she asked anxious.
"Excel, its not tht far from here" Mrs Sinha replied.
Together the two headed out.

x-x-x-x-x-x

Mayank's words echoed in Gunjan's ears as her mind buzzed with moments she had spent with her di.
"Nupur hoti to tumpe bohut gussa karti," mayank continued "is sab main samrat ki ghalti nahin thi, yeh to kismat ka khel tha gunjan, agar nupur ki jagah samrat ki jaan jaati to?"
Gunjan closed her eyes, and turned to face samrat.
"Maine kuch bohut bura kiya hoga jo bhagwan ne mujhse meri di cheen li, aur maine tumhe bhi kho diya " she sucked for air, as the lump formed in her throat, she shook her head "I don't deserve you samrat, main bohut buri hoon"
Gunjan crumpled and in reflex samrat moved forward to envelope her in his arms, Gunjan sobbed clutching onto his jacket.
Mayank smiled and turned to face the exit door of excel, the door opened and nupur entered, she smiled at him and showed him a thumbs up , with a blink of his eye she was gone.
'Nupur jaisa tum Gunjan ke liye chahti thi, aaj waisa hi hua, gunjan aur samrat ki life ek happy ending hi milegey' Mayank thought, tears blurred his vision, he looked up at the ceiling trying to keep them at bay. 'Hume bhi happy ending milegey, tumhare saath maine 7' he smiled and amended '14 phere liye hain, agle 6 janam ka waada"
A sudden warmth filled his heart at the thought of being with her, he closed his eyes and a lone tear escaped.
He felt a hand slip into his, slowly he opened his eyes to find gunjan smiling at him through her tears, comforting him as always, he felt another firm grip on his shoulder and he knew it was samrat, taking a deep breath he turned to meet his gaze. He knew in an instant that he was asking for his punishment, questioning him as to how could he lessen his pain.
He had no words no hatred, and no complaints right now, because somewhere, his heart and mind told him, that wat he had said to gunjan was true, he had lost his love and now he didn't want to lose his friend.
He hugged him hard and let the grief envelope him, not able to hold back anymore he let go of all the pain and hurt.
Tears rolled down samrat's eyes as mayank hugged him sobbing hard, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad?
His best friend was hugging him after years, was crying out his grief to him, and the reason for his his misery was he himself.

Ash and rohan were walking through the corridor but stopped as their eyes met the sight of their three idols.

Gunjan smiled patting mayank's back soothingly and wiped samrat's tears with her other hand, samrat held his arm wide open and enveloped gunjan into a hug too.
Rohan and Ash decided not to interrupt the magical moment, and went back to join the party.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

Nupur reached the main gate of excel, but the watchman didn't let her enter.
"Bhaiya mujhey andar jaana hai" nupur requested.
"Dekhiye andar party chal rahi hai….bahar ke kisi bhi ajnabee ko hum andar nahin jaane de sakte" the watchman spoke sternly.
"dekho tum na apni bakwaad band karo" nupur hurled at him "main nupur mayank sharma hoon samjhe, ab mujhey jaane do"
The watchman's eyes popped out as his brain registered the name.
"Bhoot! Bhoot!!" he yelled and fainted in the ground.
"Paagal" Nupur frowned and ran inside with Mrs Sinha following behind her old bones not able to match nupur's pace.
Nupur didn't know what she expected, maybe she could meet an old professor or she could look up the old student's record to know about them. Gulping hard she opened the door.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x

"Mayank?" he heard her say his name, he didn't move as he knew it was only his imagination. Samrat and Gunjan's grip slackened over him as both of them exclaimed "Nupur!!?" "Di!?"
Mayank's head snapped, surely samrat and gunjan had heard her too.
"Nupur?" there she stood at the gate tears of joy flowing down her cheeks as she ran towards him. Mayank stepped forward still in a daze not able to believe that it was true, that she was here.
"Mayank" she called again and hugged him tight enveloping her arms around him.
How? Why? When? There were so many questions burning inside him but he let his heart overtake his mind this once as he let himself be drowned in the feeling of pure bliss, to him nothing mattered now.
After what seemed like eternity they broke the hug and samrat and gunjan hugged her.
Mayank stood dazed "was he dreaming?"
"Nupur" Samrat began "tum..tum theek ho…tum" he smiled breathing heavily not able to grasp the truth, which seemed like a dream to him, gunjan sobbed on her di's arms, as she spoke a few muffled words which none of them could understand.
Nupur grinned through her tears, staring at thir faces, they had changed so much, especially samrat.
"Kahaani poori filmy hai by god!" she laughed, and so did other's the heavy weight lifting from their hearts.
Laughter rang through the corridors of excel, the same laughter of 4 friends who promised to be united forever in their bond of friendship, after 3 years the corridors of excel came alive with the feeling of Pure Joy.
Nothing could go wrong now….Mrs Sinha smiled at the four of them hugging each other……Words weren't needed.
The End "NUMBNESS" that's all i could feel.
Sitting at the park bench with samrat, i stared at the trees, at the flowers. I sighed as i stared at the dullness of the park. There were no kids playing here, no laughter, no joy like other parks afterall i was at the center.All around there were people just like me staring at the sky, some at the grass and some just staring offspace, but of all these people i knew what they were thinking. They, just like me, wished to feel the fresh breeze, the cold wet grass as one walks barefoot, but they couldnt all they could feel was numbness.
I sighed as i looked at samrat my fiance. He smiled at me, and moved his hand to cover mine, with pain i missed the feeling of his touch, his warm hands . He moved his hands to my cheek, i noticed to wipe my tears as my vision blurred. I looked away. I couldnt even feel my tears.It had been a year back when one fine morning i could feel complete numbeness on the right side of my face. At first i thought it was because of sleeping at the wrong position. I rubbed my right cheek but i couldnt feel my fingers, later as i washed my face, even then i couldnt feel the water on the right side of my face.
On seeing a doctor he told me the same assumption i had pretty much made myself. the doctor sent me back home with pain killers and sleeping pills. Soon i could feel my face again and I relaxed and lived life back to normal, what i didnt know was that the same would return in even worse conditions. 3 days back i had a major relapse when i could not feel my body at all. I was numb all over. I had then undergone an MRI test at a private hospital, it had cost loads but it was all worth it. The tests indicated that i am suffering from MS- Multiple Sclerosis a disease that hits the nervous system. Now i am undergoing a medication. The medication doesnt alleviate the symptoms but lessens the damage in the long run. I was bed ridden the first 2 days today samrat had offered to get me here for a change.
I stared at my wheelchair. Will samrat like to have me as a wife after this?
"Gunjan" i looked at him as he said my name. "dont cry, you will be fine"his voice was strangled, it sounded as if he was trying to calm himself. I couldnt speak properly but yet i managed to say "i cant feel".
He sighed as he stood up, he then offered his hand and helped me on the wheel chair as he took me for a round at the park. He stopped under the shade of a tree and sank on his knees as he held my hand.
"Am here for you, if you cant feel, then feel through me" his eyes tinkled.
Samrat bent down as he plucked the grass and held it in front of my eyes.
"This grass is as soft as you, this shade of the tree is as pleasant as you, this cold breeze is as beautiful as your touch, and this samrat is gonna wait for u..even if its forever"
I smiled as my vision blurred, i was crying i realised.
I managed a "love you" to which he hugged me with a love you too, sadly i couldnt return the hug.
Only few days and then i'll be able to feel him, feel the nature, feel my surroundings, the medication will benefit me soon.

2 months later
I smiled as i walked in the garden with samrat. I looked around to find kids playing, laughing and enjoying the heat of the sun just like me. I sighed as i grieved about my disease, but then i felt samrat's hand slid into mine as he squeezed mine assuringly. I looked at him and returned his smile.
Samrat's POV
I noticed Gunjan sigh and remembered the doctor's words.
There are many symptoms which may arise, our motive is to help her pass all those emotions.
For the past few weeks i had noticed gunjan grieve at her disease and small small things..
At times she may feel down for a moment it may extend to depression as well. Also try to avoid the stress factor for her, it will only affect her health further, make sure she recieves proper company of her family and loved ones, that will lessen her emotional burden and make her happy.
"So chashmish" i smiled wanting to lighten the mood as we sat at the park bench.
"yeah?" she asked.
"We are going to get maried in a few months time" I grinned as i noticed gunjan blushing.
The doc's words returned.
Dont worry! despite having MS she can live a happy life. Just a few measures like excercise, a morning jog. I wont say take her for stress management classes, its funny that nowadays stress needs to be managed when we should rather aim to eliminate it.
sure doctor..
"What do you think about kids?" I asked looking at the children playing by the rides.
"Kids?" she questioned as her smile disappeared, there was a hope in her tone but yet a sadness in an instant i realised her troubles as i recalled the doctor's words.
Dont worry about having a family, people with MS can be loving, successful parents of healthy happy children
"yeah kids, why? dont you like them?"
"no its not that..my disease.." Gunjan said hesitant.
"nothing like that, your doc says we can have a blooming family with healthy kids" i winked at her.
I felt great as gunjan's face broke into a beautiful smile, but then she looked away as her face turned scarlet red. she was blushing.
I rested my thumb on her cheek as i fixed my gaze at her, she met my eyes so shyly as i shifed closer to her and planted a soft kiss on her cheek, i lifted my eyes to see her, she had her eyes closed a sweet smile playing on her lips as i closed in to cover the little distance not only physically but also emotionally between us but just then a voice interrupted us.
"eww he's gonna kiss her! tht too on the lips!" I looked u to find a boy around the age of 9 staring at us his face crumpled. The little girl next to him giggled "soo romantic" i guessed her to be of the same age as tht of the boy. "yuck" the boy made a face and left running away covering his eyes with his tiny fingers, while the girl stood there giggling she abruptly stopped as she saw me looking at her and ran away.

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Diary Entries In pink

FlashBacks in italics

Present in Black Bold

Diary Entries

4:00 AM

4^th March 2010

Eerie silence reverberated through the corridors of the Hospital, often broken by the hurried footsteps of doctor's and nurses, they had no words today for the guy sitting with his head held low in one of the benches, they felt sad, afraid to approach him. In the past few months, they all had somewhere somehow connected to him, and it was that bond which made them go cold feet to approach him.

Faking a brave pretence one of the nurse took it on herself to approach him, slowly and steadily as she reached him, she met those eyes she was afraid of, he had paled and he was exhausted yet the hope shined in his light brown eyes, the hope which made her strong.

She cleared her throat and slowly she revealed a book she was holding behind her, his eyes questioned her about it.

"She used to write" she answered.

He nodded taking the book from her.

"Is she fine?" he asked not looking at her, the nurse sighed"No"

His shoulders slumped as he clutched the book tighter.

"But we are working, we are trying" she tried to assure him.

"Samrat!" he saw Nupur at the far end of the corridor, feeling a heavy weight on his shoulders he stood up, Mayank and Nupur came running towards him.

And before any of them knew they were clutching onto each other, pouring out their hearts in the form of tears n sobs.

Nupur broke the hug and turned to the nurse, while mayank helped samrat get seated, he wiped his tears and tried his best to console him.

As the nurse walked away Samrat stared at the book in his hand through tear filled eyes, he knew what it was…..her Diary.

He had tried to get his hands on it, but she always kept it hidden away.

A tear rolled down his eyes as the several moments rushed in his mind like a sudden outbreak of emotions, he wiped his lone tear and turned the pages of the book.

Reading about their happy moments seemed to be like a needle stitch, he turned to the other pages, she had written each n every emotion, their each and every moment spent together, like she was wishing to capture them, store them.

He knew her and understood her, but he wanted to know what he didn't, emotions of the horrible days, when he had lied, when he couldn't understand her.

Soon he found the page.

6th June 2009

Dear Diary

Another day passed with me on bed rest, I couldn't attend my classes as I was sick, Samrat forced me to take it off and stay home, he is extremely sweet he even got me all the notes printed so that I don't strain myself.

But he has been forcing me to get a medical check-up, I have been to the clinic and there's nothing wrong, but Samrat being Samrat has to act stubborn and take me to the hospital,

I don't blame him, he loves me afterall.

And that's why for him I will be going to the hospital tomorrow.

I never fell ill like that before, it feels strange.

x-x-x-x-x-x

9^th June

Dear Diary

I didn't get time to write, life has become really weird n so has Samrat. I went for the check-up and Samrat says everything is fine, just a loss of nutrition in the blood, but I can see through him, the worst being he cries. He tries to hide it from me.

I am scared diary, he never lied to me before, I hate it and he knows that.

I will be admitted tomorrow, don't know how I feel right now.

Samrat is acting strange, he keeps calling Di, she doesn't talk to me, I have called her many times she simply wont answer my call.

Something is wrong diary, I can sense it, if only they would tell me.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

11^th June

Dear Diary

Its been a day I have spent in this boring white room, my room in the hospital. Samrat comes everyday with a bunch of my fav flowers.

I talked to Jiju yesterday and he said that I will be fine soon and that I don't need to worry. I told him its not me, but him and others who are worrying so much.

The Doc is really sweet, his name is Armaan, he cracks jokes even in the worst of times, like today when he came to take my blood for a few tests.

Its funny how everyone treats me, I hope they just tell me the truth.

Samrat is here, I don't want him to knw tht I am writing a diary being the curious git, he is bound to try n steal it.

x-x-x-x-x-x

13^th June

Dear Diary

I am shocked today, its like my senses have gone numb, today Samrat was crying and again he tried to hide it from me, I cried too, I pleaded him to tell me what's wrong but he wont.

I got another surprise in the evening Jiju and Di came all the way from US for me.

Something is not right, and its with me.

I am scared Diary, not for myself, but them.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

17^th June

Dear Diary

I am fed up of my life, I hate my life! No no I don't ……..I Love Samrat, am glad he's with me, but m tired of this place, am tired of the fake smiles, of their lies, of samrat tuning me out!

And now they tell me tht I am going to be shifted to another hospital! Which hospital-no answer!, why?- no answer? When, how!??- NO ANSWER!

If this continues then I am going to run away! Aghhh.

Hang on, even worst news, di doesnt want to go back to US, but jiju has been stubborn about it, they say they will come back by August end, till then samrat will be here for me, and they will keep in touch.

Point One- they are leaving, di was crying, I will miss them

Point Two- they are leaving! It means my illness is not tht serious, I will be fine pretty soon:)

x-x-x-x-x-x-x

26^th June

Dear Diary a lot has happened in this past week, I couldn't write coz of my condition.

I have been shifted to another hospital, I don't know the name or whereabouts, I was made unconscious, I knw its samrat's doing, he keeps saying sorry, but I will never forgive him! Never!

My hair has been shingled, they were gonna shave my freaking head! I screamed and yelled at them, at the end Samrat came to my rescue and told them to make my hair short, nevertheless it was painful, I loved my hair.

Why they did it? Again I don't know, it irks me to Not know.

I have been going through a cycle in the past week, it lasted 5 days, it was horrible, I couldn't eat, speak or walk, I was bed ridden but i had 2 lovely pair of eyes to gaze at, samrat's eyes, and the little relief came only from them.

I Love his eyes, they are very expressive, they give away everything, I can see the pain shielded with all the love in his eyes.

I want those eyes to stare at me forever.

xxxxx

Samrat turned to the next page as tears poured from his eyes, a stabbing pain filled his heart that made it hard to breath, he sucked for air and wiped his tears, as he continued reading.

Mayank and Nupur sat on the bench opposite to him, Mayank was in a state of frenzy, as he supported a devastated Nupur and met the eyes of his heartbroken friend Samrat.

His hear pounded a million times faster as he turned back to the diary.

FLASHBACK

"Excuse Me sir" the nurse entered the ward.

"yes?" samrat asked.

"the barber is here" the nurse informed.

"Barber?" gunjan asked confused.

"Yes so is she ready?" the nurse asked.

"ready for what?" gunjan screamed.

"gunjan relax" samrat held her shoulders firmly.

"A barber? Why samrat?" gunjan asked clutching the hem of his shirt as tears welled up in her eyes."

"Its nothing" samrat began "they r going to…they r going to…"

"Going to WAT!?" she yelled pushing him away.

Samrat was breathing hard as he turned away, Just then the barber entered the ward.

"they r going to shave ur head" samrat spoke, each word taking a huge effort to be formed.

"Nooo!!!" Gunjan moaned as she thrashed at her mattress kicking it away, she jumped from her spot n rushed next to samrat.

" No way! I love my hair, why r they doing this!!!"

"Chashmish its important" samrat's voice cracked.

"No freaking way! Don't even dare to touch my hair!" she snarled at the barber. "Just stay AWAY!!"

The Barber n the nurse stared at Samrat confused.

"Later" samrat muttered to them, as he wrapped his arms around his chashmish

Silent tears poured down her eyes, as she felt the cold blade cutting her hair, making them short, she stared at her shiny black hair on the cloth tied around her, she sniffed n shivered as the barber continued and Samrat, he was right next to her repeating the words "u r beautiful…will be always"

FLASHBACK ends

xxxxx

29^th June

Dear Diary

Point to be Noted- they were gonna shave my head coz anyways I was going to lose my hair.

The medication did it, m so ugly and hideous now.

I cant even look at my face, I have got syringe marks on myself ..i am plain Ugly!

I don't know how samrat even touches me! Kisses me! Doesn't he feel disgusted? Today he shaved his head, for me, I asked him why n he said with his usual fun 'that its in fashion' Why doesn't he leave me? He deserves someone better.. Way better than me, the one who can give him happiness and not all the pain….i don't want him to stare at me, I want him to just go away, I want to hide away, sink into the floor….. but then I need the comfort of his arms, I need him to be with me.

I cant imagine life without him, m so selfish diary, I cant ask him to go away..but I want him to….i want him to find a better mate…but I want him to be with me…..

There's a gud news and a bad news, am going home today, armaan gave me off for 5 days, bad news- after tht I will come back to the hospital to get my second cycle done.

x-x-x-x-x-x

6^th July

Dear Diary

M back to this boring hospital room and the past 5 days seem to be the most beautiful one's of my life.

Samrat made them so special, we went shopping to the mall, then to the beach, to the park, to movies and what not!

These were the most perfect days of my life, him and me.

I finally know what's happening with me, not through samrat, he wont speak a word abt my illness but from the girl next to my room in the hospital, she's suffering from the same though she's only 16 her case is lot more serious, she told me she was forbidden to tell me about all this, but only she knew how it was to go thru the cycles.

She gave me a hint as she had promised samrat she couldn't plain out tell me, she told me that the cycle is called chaemotherapy….for some reason I cant remember what its about, I tried really hard to recall but I simply cant, I think my brain is getting affected too.

I need some books or my lappy to find out, but samrat, he doesn't even let me touch those! How am I ever supposed to make him understand my situation!

And why? why cant I remember the term?

x-x-x-x-x-x-x

24th July

Dear Diary

Its been long I haven't been writing, I had my second cycle done, it was painful, even more terrible than the first….nyways lets start with good stuff

Today Di called me, she sounded really sad, but m glad that she atleast spoke to me unlike the usual, after almost a month I heard her voice, her beautiful n concerned voice, Di was all about being sorry for not being here with me, I told her not to worry as samrat is here.

After my convo with her, I realized that its not only me, but samrat too who needs support, he is alone with me to take care of, for the first time I don't know what he feels, what he thinks, what he knows, this disease is the cause of it, because of my illness everything is happening, I hate myself!

Okay Bad News- My next cycle starts from 12^th another miserable experience on its way.

I want those days to start as soon as possible and end as well...!

Armaan came to take my blood again for tests, I feel so…so ugly with syringe marks all over me, my skin is darkening, my nails are turning ugly grey, m getting weaker day by day, I don't know when this will end…..

I just want the pain to go away…..i want to smile again….on my birthday….

x-x-x-x-x-x

FLASHBACK

"Chashmish" Samrat smiled softly as he entered her ward.

Gunjan nodded in response, Samrat stepped towards her sickbed softly singing to her a happy birthday, tears welled up in Gunjan's eyes as she stared at him, she couldn't move, didn't want to move…it was painful.

Samrat kept a bouquet of flowers next to gunjan's sickbed as he sat next to her.

"Happy Birthday" he whispered and made way for his hand to reach hers through all the plugs n wires.

Gunjan smiled a little as another tear escaped, she gulped hard but simply couldn't speak.

Samrat withdrew a velvety purple box from his pocket and slipped a beautiful solitaire cut diamond, set in a platinum band in her finger.

Gunjan stared at samrat shocked.

"I know this is the worst proposal any guy would make to a girl, in a hospital ward, and…" he stopped as he couldn't complete his sentence.

"Will u Marry me?" he asked with all the love in his eyes.

Few more tears escaped as she clutched samrat's hand tighter, she didn't have any words, she didn't know if it was right, but with all the love in her heart she nodded a yes to the guy whom she loved n adored the most in the entire world and then only for him, she took the pain and spoke the words he would want to hear the most.

"Yes….. I will and this is the most beau-iful prop-osal eve-" her voice cracked as her throat ached, but the pain was nothing compared to the pure bliss she saw- felt in samrat's eyes.

FLASHBACK ends

22^nd September

Dear Diary

I Havent been writing for the past whole month, the last cycle was the most painful..n everything was a blur, at times I was in pain and at times the happiest person alive.

After my fourth n last cycle, I have been so distracted tht I didn't get time to write.

M at home right now, my therapy has been done, n now hopefully I wont have to go back to that boring hospital ward again, Armaan took a few blood samples n said tht he wud have to take certain tests, but till then they say m cured….n hopefully there's nothing to worry about.

The bad thing was that on my bday I was at one of the worst phases of the cycle n the gud part is tht samrat proposed me that day….and only that made it the best day of my entire life! It was miserable yet the Best I was sad yet happy, In pain yet Bliss.

I am the luckiest girl on planet earth Diary! Eventhough m ugly, weak n infected, samrat still loves me…he wants to marry me, we r getting engaged day after, di n jiju will b der as well…they r coming back! Another gud news is that my hair have started growing again there's a soft line of eyebrows now…n it makes me feel gud.

Day before samrat got me a wig n he was joking around with everyone.

Samrat is really happy, I have never seen him this happy before….atleast not in the past few months, i feel at times m too young to get married but after these 4 months, I cant bear any kind of separation, we want to be One.

27^th september

Dear Diary

Just came back from a Movie date with Samrat, m not continuing my studies as in these 4 months a year has been wasted and I don't want to either, samrat agrees as armaan told him to take care of me and to not let me strain maself over small small stuff.

Well diary ever since I have been off from the hospital life has changed, me n samrat r going to get married this December….i cant wait! Really excited!

Di is making all arrangements for our marriage.

Well diary our journey was till here…I wont be writing nymore….because now I have someone to share all my feelings with, I don't need to write them down hidden away from his eyes.

I am going to ask him diary..as to what happened to me..and he will have to answer coz things are back to normal.

x-x-x-x-x-x

Samrat stared at the blank pages…. surprised he turned over..and spotted the entries at the last few pages.

24^th November

Dear Diary

Am back! Not happy to be, there's this major relapse, n back to the hospital….its the same…samrat cries, di cries, my doc has been changed, it's a female doctor now named riddhima, I wont survive diary….i think the end is coming…..

Samrat never told me wat was wrong on being asked, the 16 yr old girl next to my ward…she passed away one month later when I was discharged….

I know wats wrong with me diary, what's this hospital about, what's all the fuss about, and the tears….

I am suffering from Blood Cancer….

And this time……I wont survive…….

x-x-x-x-x-x

18^th Dec

I thought I wont be wrting….but today I got married to Samrat, in our ward, on my sickbed in our own way….

He promised to be by my side always…..though it holds no value….i will be leaving him soon…joining another world, how will it be to die?

Everyone around me is getting disturbed n I hate that, they keep asking me why don't I speak? What am I supposed to say diary? That I know m going to die? That I wont be with them for long? I simply manage to smile Diary…for them

M scared for them more than myself…..m confused….i cant think ….i cant understand…..

x-x-x-x-x-x

3^rd Jan

Dear Diary

I Lived to see the New Year, everyone celebrated in the hospital, samrat was in his best to cheer me up, I smiled for him.

He deserves all the love n I can never give him that….how am I supposed to explain it to him?I cant…..it has been months with him coming to the ward, he tells me about his workplace n Boss..i just listen, i feel I have snatched away his life….I shouldn't have married him at the first place….i shouldn't have…..i cant understand….i think I made a grave mistake.

I know when I will be gone he will find this diary….he will be reading through these.

It pains even more….why does he love me so much? I don't deserve his love.

x-x-x-x-x

"Samrat" Mayank called but samrat's eyes were glued to the diary, he wanted to read, he wanted to know what gunjan had left for him..what she had thought, she knew he would be reading.

"Samrat" Mayank sat next to him but samrat hushed him up.

Mayank stared at samrat as with a blank look he turned the page of the Book.

-x-x-

Samrat

I know u r reading this….I want u to know that I love u with all my heart.

U r the one for whom I smiled n lived, U r the best husband ever, I couldn't have been able to go through the torture if it weren't u by my side…u r my everything samrat n I knw tht it's the same 4 u….but god doesn't wish so…he's going to tear us apart….i will be gone.

Promise me Sam, you will live, u will move on with our memories in ur heart, n u will make a new beginning with the one who will keep u happy forever..

Luv

Ur wife, ur chashmish.

-x-x-x-x

Samrat read through the lines again and again, angry tears formed in his eyes, he shook from within as he felt the fear gunjan had, that he was going to loose her…this time forever.

Mayank clutched Samrat's hand checking if he was fine, and he wasn't.

*8 hours back)

8:00 PM

March 3^rd

"okay bye gunjan, kal phir aaongey" Nupur smiled as she hugged gunjan.

"Chalo Nupur" Mayank called from the door.

"aaye mayu" nupur replied back.

Samrat entered the ward.

"hey chashmish, hey nupur!"

"hey samrat" nupur smiled.

Gunjan gave him a small smile as he came n sat next to her with his usual bouquet of red roses in his hand.

"Take care" Nupur squeezed gunjan's hand and left the ward.

"So chashmish, mujhey yaad kiya?" samrat asked.

Gunjan nodded slightly as she continued staring at the wall ahead.

"Aaj office main bohut kaam tha" samrat told her about his day while she silently drank in his words with a small smile intact.

After a while- 10:30 pm

"Samrat" gunjan called.

Samrat shifted on the couch and turned to face her, he rubbed his eyes groggily as he had fallen asleep.

"ya chashmish?"

"call the doctor please" she whimpered.

"what happened?" he asked lot more alert now as he approached her, his heartbeat pacing.

"m leg owww! Oh god samrat call the doc now" gunjan whimpered.

"relax gunjan, relax!" samrat rushed to the door and called the nurses outside.

"Aaah its paining!" gunjan whimpered as her voice cracked.

"Its nothing don't worry!" samrat tried to calm her down.

The doctor's and nurses rushed in with a stretcher.

"ICU immediately!" Ridhima spoke after observing Gunjan.

"what happened?" samrat asked shocked.

"we cant say" ridhima replied as all of them hurried out.

"Doctor!" samrat called as gunjan was taken into the ICU…Ridhima stopped and turned to him.

"Samrat, m afraid, this is it…I will try my best, pls call nupur n mayank" she hurried off leaving a devastated samrat behind her.

x-x-x-x-x

"Samrat" Mayank spoke again scared as to how cold samrat's hands were.

"Nupur has gone to meet her…..for the last time….."

Samrat looked away his heart yearning It all to be a dream, his brain not registering a word.

"Go samrat, before its too late"

Samrat rushed to the ICU his palms started sweating as he stepped in, Nupur sat numb at the corner of the room, tears running down her eyes.

Samrat stood next to gunjan, his wife.

"Gunjan" he called, but stopped as his voice seemed to have given away, gunjan had paled, her skin chalky white, she seemed to be semi-conscious her eyes staring around half-open.

"chashmish" he called squeezing her delicate hand.

Her gaze flitted across the room, at him but they didn't stop on him, she failed to recognize him.

"gunjan" samrat called again, but she wasn't listening.

Her lips moved forming some inaudible words, and the little colour seemed to be draining from her face.

"chashmish, u cant leave me" he pleaded "please don't leave me..please" he cried as he clutched her hand even more firmly.

He felt a hand on his shoulder, it was mayank.

"Tell her mayank, she cant leave me…she has to fight it…!!" samrat bellowed.

Ridhima entered the ICU in a hurried pace…"please only one" she told them urgently.

Mayank took a devastated Nupur along with him, while Samrat silently wept standing next to gunjan.

"Excuse me samrat" Ridhima requested feeling bad for him, but she had to do her work.

Samrat let go of gunjan's hand as ridhima started working.

He stared at gunjan from a distance, she seemed so lifeless, semi-conscious, unknowing…pale…and……. Dead.

The Beeping sound filled his ears n he could feel no more.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x

15^th August 2010

He sat by the sea side singing a Happy Birthday staring at the skies, a lone tear escaped as he remembered the day, His beloved wife's Bday, heaving a sigh he closed the book in his hand, the diary entries of his late wife Gunjan Shergill.

Months he had spent reading them, trying to engrave each and every thing in his mind heart and soul.

Her last message to him

He didn't like her message, she seemed to have forgotten that happiness for him meant his chashmish.

Nevertheless she had asked him for a promise and he kept it.

He lived like every other, he was successful in life with memories of them in his heart intact, he had made a new beginning, a journey of him and the one who would keep him happy forever- His wife's beautiful memories, his best mate.

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Chained- SaJan OS

"Gunjan!" Nupur called from downstairs as mayank picked her bags and headed out. With a small smile playing on her lips gunjan descended down the stairs.

The two hugged each other and a lone tear escaped from gunjans' eye. Nupur wiped it off.

"If you want I'll stay" Nupur spoke concerned.

Gunjan shook her head and smiled spotting mayank at the door waiting for Nupur, she felt overwhelmed as she met the eyes of a calm n relaxed man rather than the hard and rough man mayank had become in the past 3 years.

"Ab sab theek ho gaya hai di" Gunjan smiled "yeh waqt tumhara aur jiju ka hai, ab main tum donon ko saath dekhna chahti hoon" gunjan held nupur's hand and approached mayank "hamesha ke liye" with that she gave nupur's hand in mayank's.

The duo hugged gunjan, for a moment she felt complete but then the small hole within her seemed to have intensified giving her a gnawing pain, one that left her slightly breathless.

Mayur Smiled and headed out, gunjan following to bid them bye.

They waved from the car and so did gunjan.

Her heart throbbed million times faster as the pain remained, she stared at her hand still raised in mid-air and knew almost instantly as to what caused the emptiness, she knew it all along, she had sensed it within her but only now when she was alone did she actually have to face it.

She trudged on her way back in the house only to meet the biting walls and the chilling silence.

She could sense the bundled up guilt and pain but only if it would trigger.

Her heart yearned to cry and thrash on the floor but her mind simply didn't let her break, It knew that holding it all in would be more painful than letting go.

Minutes passed by as she sat at the emoty couch not able to face herself, numb at the very thought of her own cruel side.

Her cell shrieked at her bringing her back from her world of guilt and despair.

Gulping hard she answered the call.

"Gunjan" It was Mayank.

"Jiju?" she stood up surprised.

"Haan woh nupur aur maine decide kiya hai ki aaj raat ghar main party rakhengey, sab aaengey, Dia, Uday, Benji, Rohan, Ash"

"hmmm"

"samrat bhi" mayank added.

"Jiju main nahin-"

"u will infact main samrat ko yahi batane ke liye call kar raha tha, par woh phone utha hi nahin raha, tum try karo pls, ok"

He ended the call before she could refuse.

Gunjan felt her knees go weak as she heard the dial tone on the other end,

She knew why mayank had told her to get samrat, but why, why wont he understand, why was he making her face samrat?

The unrelenting pain in her chest doubled as she clutched at her sides and sank into the floor and finally her heart took over her mind as the held back sobs echoed around the hall now turned into wails of cry.

Every inch of her pleadig for forgiveness, with stabbing pain in her heart, she cried to the non-living materialistic things searching for a heart to understand her yet deep within she knew that her soul could connect to only one and it was that very soul which she had stabbed so ruthlessly and brutally sometimes knowingly..

x-x-x-x-x-x

Meanwhile

He stared at the chipped wooden fence, being at the calm and peaceful place that held some pleasant memories yet going through his own emotional turmoil deep inside.

Everything was over, Dhruv had gone from their lives, yet he left a gaping hole….what he started had left him affected, had damaged things beyond repair.

Among the unsettling feeling he had a sense of calmness within him, a piece of joy at mayank and nupur's reunion, of two lovers who are destined to be together.

His heart yearned for it to be the same for him and gunjan, but destiny had never favoured him.

"Hi" he looked up and spotted a young girl smile at him. She sat next to him on the woden bench and straightened her bright pink frock.

"How are you?" asked the 4 year old girl.

"who are you?" samrat asked not able to register any emotion.

"you forgot me" the girl pouted and crossed her arms, she waited for him to cheer her up or say something but he didn't, he seemed to be lost in his own world, the world she couldn't see or feel.

"Jab mere paas koi nahin tha, tab aap mere pass the mere best friend"

Samrat looked at her surprised.

"Isi jagah pe, tea stall ke paas, kitna dhoondne ki koshish ki par aap mile hi nahin"

"you are lucky"

"aisa kyun?" the girl asked confused.

"main ek achcha dost nahin hoon" samrat smiled accepting his own fate.

"Kuch bohut bura hua?" the girl spoke innocently.

Samrat nodded "sahi hua, jo doosro ko dukh ke elawa aur kuch na de uske saath-"

"yeh aap keh rahe hain? Yaad hai aapne hi kaha tha ki, ek dost ke dil main koi khot nahin hota, woh sirf sachcha pyar karta hai"

Samrat kept quite as he didn't want to burden the girl's innocent heart and mind with his own messed up life.

"Aur kya yaad hai tumhe?" samrat asked.

"yahi ki jab koi dost ghalti kare ya apne dost ko ghlati se hurt karta hai to doosro se zyaada use dukh hota hai"

A tear escaped froms amrat's eyes, he wiped it off considering it as a mere droplet

"aur?"

"aur yeh ki job hi ho hame apne doston ka saath kabhi nahin chhodna chahiye"

His cell rang interrupting their convo.

"Hello" samrat answered

"Hello samrat" Nupur spoke

"haan nupur?"

"tumhe gunjan ne phone kiya?" she asked.

"nahin, sab theek to hai na?"

"haan baba, woh mayank aur maine raat ko ghar main party rakhi hai, mayank ne gunjan se kaha ttha tumhe batane ke liye par shayad-"

"achha, lekin main nahin aa paunga"

"array aisa kyun?" nupur scolded "sab aa rahe hain, Benji, Dia, Uday, Rohan, Ashwini"

"okay okay, main aa jaunga"

"yeh hui na baat, chalo bye"

"bye"

Call ends.

The lil gal smiled at samrat. "Good decision!"

"thank you kiddo" samrat smiled for her.

"no" she shook her head "thank you, aaj aapki wajah se mere dher saare friends hain" she grinned.

Standing up she planted a soft kiss on his cheek and blushed slightly.

"thank you for teaching me the meaning of friendship"

Saying that she left hopping her way back.

"Sabki kismet meri jaisi nahin hoti" samrat smiled a lil sadly.

At Night

Mayur's house.

Benji kept staring at the door sitting at the couch. Uday joined him.

"Kya soch raha hai?"

"kuch nahin"

"kuch to"

"hmm teri behen kahan hai?"

"gunjan aati hogi" uday spoke with an innocent face.

"uday" benji rolled his to which uday grinned goofily.

"chill yaar dds bhi aati hogi"

Uday left to help mayank and nupur with the dinner arrangements.

"Hey Benji" Samrat exclaimed as he entered.

"Sam! Kaisa hai yaar?" Benji beamed and the duo hugged.

"main theek hoon"

"aur gunjan? woh kahaan hai?"

"Hey Sammy! Benji" Samrat relaxed as Dia joined them followed by Gunjan.

"Hi Dia, hey gunjan" Benji smiled.

"Excuse me guys" Samrat smiled at them and headed off to the kitchen.

Gunjan braced herself as she clutched the ring in her fist and followed samrat.

"mayank tum bhi na..chineese order karne ki kya zaroorat thi, humne menu main Indian decie kiya than a" nupur frowned.

"koi fark nahin padta" mayank spoke annoyed "Indian ke saath Chinese, hum sab to khush hai na"

"haan par"

"nupur! dia ko chineese pasand hai to maine socha-"

"guys!" samrat interrupted them with a smile playing on his lips (Yup Mohit loves to flaunt his smile😆 so do I in my FF's🤣)

"cmon yaar baahar sab aa gaye hain aur tum donon yahaan ladh rahe ho"

"ladh kaun raha hai?" mayor spoke together.

Nupur giggled while the boys chuckled in response, just then gunjan entered, samrat's throat went dry as his chuckle died.

Mayur exchanged looks and decided to leave.

Samrat turned to gunjan "kaisi ho?"

"main? Tum kaise ho?"

"main theek hoon" samrat smiled.

"mujhse jhooth bol rahe ho"

His muscles went stiff as he glimpsed at her hand, the ring wasn't there.

"main theek ho jaonga" he murmured and left.

Gunjan raised her clenched fist and realized what had disappointed him.

She hurried to the hall but couldn't spot him.

"samrat chala gaya?" she murmured looking around.

"terrace main hai" mayank answered her standing right behind her.

"thanks" gunjan smiled and headed upstairs.

At the Terrace

"Samrat" Gunjan called, he shifted a little but didn't turn to face her

"dekho na gunjan" samrat began "aasman kitna khoobsurat lag raha hai, aaj chaand bhi pura dikh raha hai"

"haan" gunjan braced herself as she stood next to him and glanced at the moon.

"Yaad hai isi chaand ke neechey maine tumse kaha tha ki" gunjan stopped as samrat shifted visibly yet didn't meet her gaze.

Gunjan continued "kaha tha ki-"

"Gunjan" samrat interrupted her slightly breathless."main kal mom ke saath London ja raha hoon"

"kya?" gunjan asked surprised and quite worried at the same time.

"haan" samrat continued lot more calm than before "mom to waise bhi ja hi rahi thi, par maine decide kiya ki ab main apni family ke saath rahunga, mom ko support karunga aur-"

"kaise kar lete ho tum?" gunjan interrupted.

Samrat gulped looking anywhere but at her.

"Baahar se aisa lagta hai…lagta hi jaise tum samadar ki tarah shaant ho..lekin andar se…tumhare andar kya chalta hai yeh sirf tum hi jaante ho, sab kuch kitni asaani se chhupa lete ho, ghalti merit hi jo maine is samadar ki gehrai ko jaanne ko jaanne ki koshish ki, tumhari zindagi main aakar maine tumhe sirf dukh dia hai, par aaj bhi…aaj bhi tum khushi zaahir kar rahe ho, naraz kyun nahin ho tum mujhse? Ghussa karo samrat, jo dard maine tumhe itne saal diya uska ek zarra bhi tumney mujhey mehsoos karne nahin diya, kya main itni buri hoon kit um mujhey saza ke layak bhi nahin samajhte?"

"kyunki ghalti tumhari thi hi nahin" samrat turned to her "tum ghalat nahin thi gunjan"

"thi main ghalat, buri hoon main, bohut buri!" gunjan waved her arms hysterically almost crying.

Samrat held her by the shoulders, he simply couldn't see her like that.

"to phir jawaab do, kya mujhse dor rehkar tumhe takleef nahin hui? Kya tumhe meri yaad nahin aaye, kya in teen saalong main tum khush reh paaye chashmish?"

Gunjan sobbed harder clutching samrat's jacket

"sach to yeh hai, ki mujhse zyaada takleef tumhe hui, aur aaj bhi..aaj bhi tumhare dard ka kaaran koi aur nahin main hoon"

"nahin" gunjan spoke her voice muffled as she let go of samrat's hold, she wiped her tears and met his gaze.

"jo dard mujhey ho raha hai uski wajah sirf main hoon, sab meri ghalti hai"

Samrat's cell rang as he stared at gunjan.

"main kuch bhi kahun, tum nahin manogey" he murmured.

His heart felt heavy as he headed downstairs without a second glance at gunjan.

The ring slipped from gunjan's hand as she stared at samrat's back, he was leaving and she had no right to stop him.

Samrat stared at the gang huddled in a group near the dining table laughing at their usual jokes.

A heavy weight settled on his chest as he quietly made his way to the exit.

He gave one last glimpse at Nupur, Uday, Dia, Rohan and Ash, his eyes searched for mayank, but he was nowhere to be seen heaving a sigh he closed the door behind him and stepped out at the front porch.

"kahanja rahe ho?" a voice interrupted him

"mayank?" samrat turned surprised.

"haan maine gunjan aur tumhari baatein suni" mayank lowered his gaze as he was quite ashamed about eavesdropping.

"phir to tumhe malum hoga ki main kal-"

"London ja rahe ho, maa ka saath dena hai" mayank stepped forward.

"haan" samrat looked away.

"jhooth…sach to yeh hai ki tumne hume kabhi maaf hi nahin kiya"

"kya?" samrat spoke surprised.

"na mujhey, na gunjan aur na hi nupur ko"

"nahin mayank aisa kuch nahin hai, tum ghalat samajh rahe ho" samrat clarified

"aisa hi hai" mayank spoke in a stubborn manner.

"nahin tum log to mere dost ho, main tum logon se kabhi naraz tha hi nahin"

"to phir kyun ja rahe ho?"

"dum ghut raha hai mera isliye!"

Mayank smiled softly as samrat stood stunned at his own confession.

Slowly mayank stepped forward as tears threatened to fall from samrat's eyes.

"apne bhai ko chhor ke jayega?" mayank asked.

A small sob escaped from samrat as the two hugged each other.

The front door opened as the entire gang rushed out worry etched on their faces and gunjan standing among them.

All of them vsibly relaxed on seeing Sayank except gunjan.

Mayank broke the hug and stared at his younger brother.

"Gunjan aur tumhe baat karne ki zaroorat hai"

Mayank stared at the rest of the gang and all of them agreed heading in the house leaving gunjan behind.

Mayank stared at the two and followed suit, with a second thought, he stopped next to gunjan.

"Purani baton ko bhoolkar wk nahi zindagi shuru karne ki koshish karo gunjan, ghaltiyan sabse hoti hain, mujhse bhi hui thi" Mayank smiled softly and left.

With tender steps gunjan approached samrat, the main door shut behind her and the silent sky peered at them.

"Gunjan main-" samrat began.

"har baar shuruat tum karte ho"gunjan interrupted him "aaj meri baari hai"

She raised her fist and slowly stretched her fingers to reveal her engagement ring.

"Pehenne ki himmat hi nahin hui" she spoke teary eyed, her voice strained "dar lag raha tha, aisa laga ki tumhe hamesha ke liye kho chuki hoon"

Samrat picked the ring from her palm.

"kho to main gaya tha..tumhare bina"

He slipped the ring into her finger, Gunjan gave a teary smile and wrapped her arms around him finding solace in his arms.

Their inner turmoil calmed as samrat and gunjan found peace in being one again.

The stars twinkled and the soft breeze blew trying to match the beauty of the two angelic souls shining under the night sky.

The End

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