PrAja/ RoSal FF:- Yeh Kahan Aagaye Hum (Chapter 47 Page 51) - Page 5

Chapter 8:- Uncertain?

The set has become a second home to me. I feel so complete, portraying Ajabde's character. Though I have acted in a variety of roles, the feeling of being Maharani or Rajkumari Ajabde is simply indescribable. Whenever I look at the mirror, or the scenes we shoot, it looks so realistic, as if this is me. I wonder if this is only me or if everyone on set feels the same way.

Life had become so simple for the past few weeks. I suddenly realized that my routine had become so organized. Coming to set on time, acting sincerely along with a few pranks (mostly done by Faisal and me), finishing the day by gathering together, clicking selfies and checking our social media updates. I was overwhelmed seeing the love and fandom for us. TRP rates were shooting up in the sky and people loved watching Pratap and Ajabde together. The minute an episode finished, fresh comments started to fill the Facebook page. Sharon di never missed to ask our viewers on their opinions for each episode. And our fans were more than pleased to express their thoughts.

Faisal and I started shooting many scenes together, most of which had eye-locks. It was easy for both of us now, we were prepared and knew that there would be one in every episode. After all, Ajabde was Pratap's wife.

We are currently shooting the sequence where Gauhar Jaan attacks Pratap and he gets bitten by a vicious snake. Although Jannat and I had a short break while Faisal was busy shooting his scenes, I stayed back on set and offered my help wherever required. Our cameraman was the most pleased as he had to shoot from a range of different angles. The thing I like about acting is that it sets you free. You blend into a character and act as if everything was real.

"Cut!" the cameraman snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Great Job Faisal!" he complimented. "Take some rest. We will resume in an hour."

"Thank you sir!" Faisal replied. He looked exhausted.

"Hey!" I greeted him as he neared towards me.

"Hi! How come you are here?" he questioned. "Didn't they give you a leave?"

"Yeah, but I stayed back!" I replied sheepishly.

"What about Jannat? Wasn't she with you too?"

"She was, but she had to leave due to some emergency" I explained.

"Emergency, it seems.." he gestured sarcastically.

"When will you stop taunting her?" I asked slightly exasperated.

"When will you stop defending her?" he probed in the same tone.

I opened my mouth to revolt but immediately shut it back. I had no words to answer his questions. Silence filled around us as he continued.

"Let's go and sit somewhere... I'm really drained out right now." Faisal offered.

...

We found two chairs and some snacks. Faisal took a sandwich and I went for some mango juice.

"She is my friend..." I reverted back to our conversation we had a few minutes ago.

"More than that, she is the closest friend I have... if someone says something about her, then I will"

"What will you do?" Faisal interrupted.

"Look, I know she is your best friend here, but... you have to understand." He reasoned.

"What do you want me to understand?" I asked anger rising through me.

"Roshni, I can't keep up a conversation with you if you refuse to listen." He looked up at me.

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down. I really needed to work on controlling my temper.

"What do you want me to understand?" I repeated but in a more calm tone.

"Okay, so now I think we can resume our talk" he smiled.

"I am just trying to say, that you must think before you start defending your friends. And I am not referring to our conversation on her. Just in general."

"What do you mean?" I frowned.

"I know you are very loyal, especially when it comes your friends and family members. I just worry that no one takes advantage of your faithfulness."

"How is that related to Jannat's friendship with me?" I asked. I wanted to know, what he thinks of me, of my friends.

"I have no problems with Jannat personally. It's just that... you two are totally opposites. She doesn't want to mingle with everyone, well certainly not with us a lot. She has a bad habit of lying, and she can't control any secrets."

"And... me?" I hesitated. He stared into my eyes.

"You are different. You love to make new friends, and I could see that on your first day of shoot. You know what to keep inside and what others should know, and you do not lie."

"So what's your conclusion?" I really liked to hear what he thought about me. But we hadn't ended it yet.

"I am just asking you to not blindly trust her... not in all cases. I am not telling you to break your friendship or anything..."

"Stop it Faisal!" Anger rose through my veins.

"How could you say that? You have no rights to talk about my friend like that. I agree that she has some bad habits, but certainly doesn't make her a bad person. I have known her since my childhood, and I am sure I know her better than you!" I pointed at him.

"You know what Faisal!" I continued before he could say anything.

"You have hurt me. Not physically, but emotionally. Thanks a lot!" and with that I stormed out towards my vanity room.

...

I ran and ran till I saw my room. My legs were aching but I did not care. I had to distance myself from him, as much as I can. I climbed up the steps in the building and darted towards the door. Slamming the door as hard as possible and I leaned against it. How could he say that to me? I thought we were good friends. Maybe more than that. How could I possibly forget that we had just met a few weeks ago? He probably considered me nothing more than a random co-star.

I calmed my racing heart and forced myself to quiet down the rage in me. As I walked towards the mirror in my room, I saw my reflection. This was me. This is me. I recalled all the memories Jannat and I shared and smiled unconsciously. Why did he say that? What did he see that I could not in all these years? There was just one way to clear my doubts.

"Hey Roshni! How are you dear?" My mum picked up the phone.

"Good Mom, how are you?" I tried to sound normal.

"Roshni, is something wrong?" my mom never fails to sense something like this. I decided not to hide it from her any longer.

"Mom, I had a fight with Faisal." I explained the incident clearly to her. She knew what feelings I had for Jannat as well as my new friendship' with Faisal.

"How could he say that?" I finished.

"Look Roshni, I am not saying that you are wrong, but he isn't wrong either."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Look, we all have some bad habits. But they can be changed. I am not blaming Jannat's upbringing in this. But Faisal can see what you cannot because he isn't very close to Jannat as you are. He observes the things you knowingly brush off. He told you his opinions because he considers you as a friend. He doesn't want you do get hurt later, and so he worries for you. Do you get me now?" my mom explained.

"Hmm" I nod. "Thanks mma!"

"No worries at all! Now go and talk to him and sort out all your misunderstandings."

I walk back to our shoot area; it was my turn to act now. But before that, I had to sort out our fight. I had to save our friendship.

My eyes searched for Faisal as he spotted me. He came up to me, and before I could apologize...

"I'm sorry Roshni! I'm extremely sorry! I did not intend on hurting you at all." He stared at the ground.

"I'm sorry too." I apologized. " I should've listened to you and your opinions. I'm sorry for storming out like that.

"So we still friends?" he hesitated.

"Sure we are!" I beamed.

Originally posted by: Nonie12345

nice chapter muskan😃

faisal and roshini arguing about jannat was unexpected😊

the meaning of Res means reserved. res is the short form of reserved.when someone wants a post a comment for a chapter and do not have time to do so at that moment.then will reserve that post so that they can comment in same post later.It is quite common in india forums.

now ramya has put a res in her post.she will give her comment later.

i hope i answered your question

Originally posted by: sujata_patil

Emotional n nice chapter Muskan. N I was floored by ur reply on my comment 😛

Just loved how you described the different connects between friends!!!

Jannat n Roshni : Friendship which grew over a period of time and in long duration you tend to ignore folly's of friends and regard most of their shortcomings as their second nature. But just then we forget to protect our self with the possible outcome after a time. A third person can always see through the situation and mostly does points to us. And end up being hurt by our frnds where as the fact of the matter is we take things for granted and thus are hurt.

Roshni n Faisal :Friendship thts an instant and deep connect. Which is rare to find but both are protective of each other. Like both felt the guilt of loosing other even though Faisal was right in his observation he didnt let the ego creep in!!!

Happy that alls good betwen friends. N hope Roshni doesn't snap out of hers n Jannat's friendship but just remains careful for her own sake.

Originally posted by: prajarosal

Amazing chapters muskaan. I'm loving it❤️

Chapter 9:- PrAja a.k.a RoSal

"Roshni! Time for your shoot!" Our cameraman called out to me.

"I'll go and shoot my scenes." I told Faisal.

"I'll come as well." he offered.

"Okay, as you wish."

After a short drive, the car halted to a more deserted area. Faisal did not accompany me as we did not have much space in the car. There was a small ashram built in the middle. The scorching sun touched my face the minute I stepped out of the car.

"Okay, Roshni, you are supposed to run down from a rocky slope with a bowl in your hand. We will do the hard parts first, then we can cover up the easy ones." Our sir directed.

I nodded in approval and we began to climb the slope. The ashram was built on top of that. Once we reached, the set crew handed me a bowl of what looked like sand yellow liquid paste. This was the aushadi' or the remedy to cure Pratap's injury. I was told to remove all my accessories apart from my bindi. My attire consisted of an orange top, a light yellow net lehenga with orange embroidered borders and a dupatta of the same color.

"Roll, Camera, Action!" The cameraman cued me. I started running down the complicated slope. With the bowl in one hand, it was very difficult to not step over my lehenga. Although some of the aushadi fell on the ground, I managed to satisfy the crew in one take.

...

"Ouch!" I whispered when the medicine touched my foot. During the process of today's shoot, I got a few minor injuries that had to be attended to. Ultimately, I had a few Band-Aids plastered on my feet as well as on my fingers.

I entered the gathering hall as the commotion grew around me. Yash and Vishal waved and me and caught my attention. Jannat was there too, laughing at Vishal's jokes.

"Hey!" I smiled at everyone.

"Hey Roshni!" Vishal replied. "How was your shoot today? I heard you had to run down from some mountain or something?"

"Seriously?! Who told you that?" I questioned.

"Well that's what I heard from Jannat and Yash." Vishal defended.

"Yash! Seriously, shaadi kya hogai, kuch bhi banane lag gaye!" I laughed as he joined me. "I did not climb a mountain, I just climbed a small slope."

"Yeah right, shaadi ho gayi! Just a little prank!" Yash chuckled.

"Roshni! What happened to your hand?" Jannat exclaimed making everyone stare at my hand.

"Oh nothing! Just a few minor injuries.

"Are you okay?" Faisal sounded concerned. This was the first time he spoke since I came here.

"Yeah, I am perfectly fine!" I assured him.

"Roshni!" I turned around to see Aashka di.

"Hi Ashu di! How are you?"

"I am good, the Ranis of Chittor are enjoying a long relaxing vacation from shoot." Aashka di smiled.

"No words for your acting skills Roshni! You were amazing today!" she praised.

"Thank you di! But, it was all because of the hard work done by the team each day." I commented. It was actually true.

"Still Roshni, what you did today was not possible for us too, at least not in one take." Rajshree di joined.

"The last time someone shot a difficult scene as such in one take was Faisal!" We all turned to him as he tried to hide a smile.

"Thank you Rajshree di! As for Faisal, I had no doubts in him doing scenes and sequences in one take." I smiled at him.

"Silence!" The director shouted to which everyone obeyed.

"I am sorry to interrupt your discussions, but I have a request for you all."

"It is only 6:00 in the evening right now, and I know it's a bit late, but can we shoot one last scene. It will be shot inside the palace and will not take long, I promise." He requested.

Everyone nodded their heads in approval. This was the team of BKVPMP!

"Thank you everyone for your loyalty towards the show. I will announce the list of actors required for the scene. The assistants will be here to help you in every way possible" he smiled. "We need the following people from our cast: Pratap, Ajabde, Rao Mamrakh, Hansabai, and Vaidji. I would request you all to meet the set crew in Pratap's room. Thank you." He finished.

"We have to go now." I turned to all my friends.

"Yeah... we'll catch you up later!" Faisal joined.

"Bye!" Vishal waved.

"Seems like the day hasn't ended yet." I told Faisal.

"Hmm, not yet." He smiled at me. There was something going on in his mind, he wasn't the normal cheerful self he usually is.

"Faisal, is something wrong?" I asked my co-star.

"No, I'm probably just a bit tired." He replied to which I wasn't fully convinced. Maybe it was something he wanted to keep it to himself.

...

"Pack-up!" our cameraman screamed delighted. I made my way to go towards my vanity room and checked my phone simultaneously, checking for any notifications.

"Hey Roshni! Wait for me!" a familiar and known voice called out to me.

"Faisal! I'm getting really late and I need to go!" I avoided him. Mostly because I was exhausted. Little because he did not consider me his friend. Not yet.

"Hey!" he blocked my path as I dodged his glances.

"Roshni? You alright?"

"Yeah! I am perfectly fine!" I quietly growled at him, stressing on the word perfectly'.

"You are so short-tempered; anger sits on your nose!" Faisal complained pointing at my nose. I snorted at him.

"Actually you are quite impatient too!" he went on.

"Yeah, you are absolutely correct! I am a bad natured person." I smirked at him to which he gave a sly grin.

"You can't stay still without knowing everything, right?" he gazed into my eyes.

"I don't know what you're trying to say." I avoided his stare. "What I do know, is that I am getting late and I need to go." I glared at him with anger and hurt blazing through my eyes.

I turned to leave but immediately felt a hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back. I shot my eyes to discover that it was Faisal. Shock was covered with joy. I realized I liked his touch.

"I am sorry!" he apologized but remained firm on my wrist.

"For?" I questioned.

"For acting weirdly with you..."he said sheepishly. I did not say anything, instead, I waited for him to explain.

"Actually, I was still feeling guilty for what I did with you today." With that, he looked down.

"Faisal.." I whispered. "You don't have to be guilty, it wasn't totally your fault." I admitted.

"I just jumped on conclusions... so it was my mistake too." I paused waiting for his reaction. He looked up at me, waiting for me to go on.

"I think we should forget it." I tried to make our conversation a bit cheerful.

"Yeah... I think so too." He replied seriously, staring at my eyes.

"Hey, Praja!" Sharon di called out to us. I gave a frown at the word Praja.' According to my knowledge on Ancient Hindi, the term praja' meant the public. Since when and why did she start calling that. I looked at Faisal and saw that his face mimicked my expression.

"Hi Sharon di!" I responded as she approached near us.

"Sharon di, why did you suddenly start calling us praja'? Have you made us an outsider so soon?" Faisal asked amused.

"You guys!" she couldn't control her laughter. "Okay, I'll give you one hint." She decided. "The name I have given you both is not in its literal meaning, but it consists of you two." She gestured as if preaching philosophy.

After a couple of frowns and a few wrinkles on our foreheads, I gave up. "Sharon di! I frankly have no idea on where you are leading this to."

"Same here" Faisal agreed.

"Okay! So have you ever heard of ship names?" she received clueless faces to which she continued "Okay, so this is where my social media knowledge comes into play. Ship names are when you combine the names of two people together, generally used with a boy and a girl." She inhaled.

"So... I have combined your reel names together. Pr' as in Pratap and Aja' as in Ajabde. And that makes.."

"PrAja" Faisal and I whispered in unison.

"Wow Sharon di! What a creative mind!" I complimented.

"I have another surprise for you!" she announced. "Actually two." She added. I waited eagerly. With a few claps, everyone from set gathered around us. I grew anxious of what she was about to announce.

"Firstly, from now on, whenever the director/cameraman wants to call you for a scene, they will always call you PrAja' instead of Pratap and Ajabde'". I gasped in surprise, she made it official!. "And, if someone wants to call you both by your real names... then I have a ship name ready for you.

"Sharon di!" I interrupted before she continued. "Can Faisal and I guess this time?"

"Sure!"

In a few seconds, Faisal and I screamed in glee. "RoSal?!"

" sadh-pratishat uchit kaha aapne" Sharon di congratulated, flaunting her BKVPMP accent. We all ended our day with a bunch of laughter.

Originally posted by: SweetSau

Really nice

Loved how u inculcated our shipnames for then in the story.

Loved how roshal solved all the problems

Loving the story even more with each passing day.

Update soon

Lots of love

Sayli