Destiny Made Us For Each Other- a SaJan FF - Page 77

Samrat stood blank at the door, seeing the view which made his eyes open wide. He slowly moved his gaze all around the hall, only to find it's look completely changed, and transformed in such a form that made him recall his college, the Excel college.

He felt himself standing at the entrance of excel college, as he entered in the college in past, with a cool-dude look on his face, a twirling basket-ball on his finger-tip, and his eyes searching for gunjan.

A slight smile ran across his lips, and he slowly move inside, looking at everything carefully, which reminded him of the college days. The off-white painted walls, a collection of posters hung on them, and those corridors, where he spent the best days of his life with gunjan- everything made him feel that he was standing right at the gate of excel.

He could feel someone's presence there, as he saw a shadow walking past him, and due to dim lights, he could only see her eyes smiling at him lovingly. Her shadow, reminded samrat of the old gunjan who studied with him college. Gunjan walked around him like a shadow, and sang out a poem for him, which could induce him to say out his feelings for him.

"Ek baar fir chalo us jahaan mein,

Jahan tum aur main khush the,

Jahan tum aur main 'hum' the.

Ek tum hi ho,

Jo meri khushi se khush hote,

Aur mere aansuon se dukhi hote.

Fir bhi maine diye tumhe anjaane mein takleefein kitni;

Par ab toh bas yehi sochti hun,

Ki kaash aaj bhi tum sukhi hote.

Ek tum hi ho,

Jo chupke chupke karte meri har tamanna poori,

Aur chidha kar kehte ki mujhse dosti hai tumhari majboori.

Magar aaj jab zarurat hai is dil ko tere saath ki,

Toh kyun aayi hamare beech ye doori?

Ek tum hi ho,

Jisne sikhaya mujhe matlab pyaar ka,

Magar khud bin pyaar ke jeete ho apni din-raatein.

Lekin aaj maan kar baat apne dil-daar ka,

Bhool kar wo purani baatein,

Saare gile-shikwe beet jayenge;

Aur hum………….toh haar ke bhi jeet jayenge.

Ek baar fir chalo us jahaan mein,

Jahan tum aur main khush the,

Jahan tum aur main 'hum' the.

Ek pal ko laga aisa,

Ki wo jahaan hai ab kahin kho gaya,

Pyaara sa wo sama jaise so gaya.

Tha na ehsaas pehle mujhe is baat ka;

Lekin aaj main kehti hun, ki

Mujhe tumse hai pyaar ho gaya!"

Samrat looked all around, as his face lit up with bright smile on listening to the poem. For a moment, he started searching for gunjan everywhere, as suddenly she disappeared from there. He then saw a girl coming in the hall, almost of 19 years old, and a boy chasing her. This scene not only made samrat nostalgic, but also it reminded him of the famous 'samrat-gunjan' ki dosti, which was famous in the whole excel college. The girl was completely dressed as gunjan, who wore salwaar-kameez in college, and the boy in samrat's avatar, just to create a scene which reminded samrat the last day of college.

As samrat looked at them carefully, they began their scene, as instructed by gunjan-:

Boy- tum meri baat toh suno………….mujhe tumse kuchh kehna hai…………

Girl- hamesha se yehi kehte ho ki kuchh kehna hai…………..par jab kehne ko bolti hun, toh kuchh bolte hi nahi ho!

Boy- kehna toh chahta hun, par………………pata nahi kyun, jab kehne jaata hun, toh ghabraahat hone lagti hai!

Girl- tum bhi kitne ajeeb ho! Itni saari baatein karte ho, lekin jo kehna chahte ho, wo hi nahi keh paate!

Boy- actually, main ye baat bahut pehle hi keh dena chahta tha, but you see, main sahi time ka wait kar raha tha!

Girl- toh aaj wo sahi time agar aa gaya ho, toh please batao ki baat kya hai!

Boy- wo main………………

Girl- ab wo main kya?

Boy- main ye kehna chahta tha ki………….

Girl- kya?

Boy- main……… tumhe……………

Girl- tum mujhe kya samrat?

Boy- I………

Girl- I kya??

"I love you gunjan!"

Samrat said at once, with his sparkling eyes, a sweet smile on his lips and a confident look on his face, as if she won't reject his love.

He stood like this for a while, when both the boy and girl left from there, and gunjan came in front of him, wearing light-pink coloured salwaar kameez, her half hairs falling on either sides of her shoulders, and her old black-framed glasses on her eyes, completely resembling the old gunjan which she used to be during her college days.

Samrat stared at her like never before. Although he had seen her in this avatar several times, but every time he saw her, he got carried away by her simplicity. Gunjan slowly walked upto him, fiddling with the end of her dupatta.

"aisa hi hona tha na samrat?" she asked lovingly.

Samrat, who was lost in her angelic face, came back to his senses, and when he realized what was happening and what he said few moments ago, he moved his gaze from gunjan, feeling very much embarrassed.

"bolo na samrat!" gunjan smiled at his reaction, "tumne abhi thodi der pehle kya kaha tha?"

"maine……………..maine kuchh nahi………….kaha………" he replied, walking a step forward, "aur…………ye sab………….kya drama hai?"

"ye sab drama nahi hai," she said, "ye sab sirf hamare liye hai, hamare pyaar ke liye hai…….."

"pyaar?" samrat exclaimed in confusion, "tum kya baat kar rahi ho?"

"tum chahe kitna bhi chhupa lo, magar sach saamne aa hi jaata hai!" gunjan smiled. "aur main us pyaar ki baat kar rahi hun, jo tum mujhse karte ho……….."

"main tumse pehle bhi keh chukka hun ki mujhse kuchh expect mar karna." Samrat said angrily, "hamare beech na toh dosti hai, na pyaar…………."

"jhoot kehna bahut asaan hota hai samrat, lekin tumse toh wo bhi nahi kaha jaata!" gunjan teased him. "chalo, ek baar ko main maan bhi leti hun, ki tum mujhse pyaar nahi karte ho, lekin abhi thodi der pehle tumne jo kaha tha, wo kya tha?"

"maine………………….kya kaha?" he stammered.

"jo tumne kaha, main keh toh sakti hun, par main tumhare moonh se sunna chahti hun." Gunjan said.

Samrat became quite irritated with this, and angrily walked upto gunjan, showing his fake attitude. "tum kehna kya chahti ho gunjan? And for God sake mera time mat waste karo."

"acha?" gunjan exclaimed, "main kabse tumhare liye time waste ho gayi samrat? Tumhe samajh nahi aa raha na jo main kehna chaah rahi hun? Theek hai, mere paas ek solution hai."

Gunjan decided to narrate the incident of past in the form of a short story.

"Ek baar, ek ladka apni sabse achhi dost se pyaar karne lagta hai……………..wo usse itna pyaar karta hai, jitna shayad hi koi samajh sakta hai. Us ladke ko bas sahi wakt ka intezaar rehta hai, jab wo us ladki se apne pyaar ka izhaar kar sake." Gunjan smiled, "aur wo sahi wakt aata bhi hai, par, un dono ke beech mis-understanding ho jaati hai…………….jiski wajah se wo ek dusre se door ho jaate hain." While saying this, gunjan became sad. "wo ek dusre ko bahut yaad karte the, aur bahut saal baad, wo miley…….wo ladka aaj bhi us ladki se bahut pyaar karta hai………. Uske pyaar ne us ladki ko bhi usse pyaar karne par majboor kar dia……….fir………."

"gunjan stop it!" samrat interrupted, before gunjan could finish her sentence. "tum……. Ye sab mujhe kyun bata rahi ho?"

"kyunki is kahani mein wo ladka tum ho, aur jisse tum pyaar karte ho, wo main hun samrat!" gunjan said at once.

Samrat looked up at her in shock. He was astonished to know that gunjan knows about his feelings, his feelings which were meant only for her. She knew that he loved her, how much he loves her, and how much he could love her in future.

Gunjan simply waited for his reply, but samrat, who was quite embarrassed, tried not to look at gunjan, and spoke lie.

"jhoot bol rahi ho tum……………….main…………tumse pyaar nahi karta hun." He said, looking away.

"achha? Main jhoot bol rahi hun? Toh fir ye diary bhi jhooti hai, isme likhi hui har baat bhi jhooti hai…………….hai na samrat?" gunjan asked, showing him his personal diary.

This again astonished samrat. One by one, he was getting such surprises, which made him confused and angry at once.

"tumhe ye kahan se mila?" he asked, snatching the diary from her hand angrily.

"mujhe ye diary kahan se mila, ye zyada important nahi hai, isme jo bhi likha hai, mere liye wo zyada zaruri hai." She replied.

Samrat said nothing. Once again he moved his gaze away, not having the courage to look in her eyes. He closed his palm into a fist, trying to control his strong emotions. And here, gunjan stood in front of him, with several questions rising in her mind, and she willed to ask them from samrat, but none spoke anything.

"meri personal life mein interfere karna band karo Miss Gunjan………"

"Mrs. Gunjan Samrat Shergill." Gunjan corrected him.

"just shut-up gunjan!" samrat yelled quite loudly, making gunjan to take a step back out of fear, "tumhe kya lagta hai, ye sab karke tum is ghar mein wapas aa jaogi, meri zindagi mein wapas aa jaogi?"

"maine toh……………….sirf ek chhoti si koshish ki thi………….." gunjan stammered.

"dekho, mujhe nahi pata ki ye sab karke tum kya prove karna chahti ho. But please, ye drama band karo." Samrat said, and turned back, "na toh maine tumse kabhi pyaar kiya hai, aur na hi kabhi kar sakta hun………….."

A drop of tear escaped from gunjan's eyes, when samrat said that he neither loved her, nor he could love her in future. This made her very much upset, not because he didn't love her, but because he said this in spite of being immensely in love with her. She could understand that how bad must have samrat felt while saying that.

Samrat stood there, closing his eyes tightly, and when he opened them, his eyes were red and moist due to tears. He then left from there, without looking at gunjan even for once, because he knew that she was hurt, and it would hurt him even more, to see her like this.

Samrat came in the room, and stood in front of the window, with the diary in his hand. He looked at the sky above, and then looked at the diary, which witnessed all his feelings for gunjan. He still wondered that how gunjan got this diary, and came to know about his feelings.

"aaj jo bhi hua, achha nahi hua……………….gunjan ne aaj mujhse jo bhi kaha, wo sirf mujhe sympathize karne ke liye kaha hoga……………magar…………..wo kis mis-understanding ki baat kar rahi thi?" samrat thought, "nahi, wo mujhse pyaar kaise kar sakti hai? Wo toh armaan………se pyaar karti hai. Mujhe gunjan se door rehna hi hoga………….waise bhi, suhani ki shaadi ke baad use is ghar se jaana hi hai!"

PRECAP- Tension still persists after the last evening's incident.

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