PrAja/ RoSal FF:- Yeh Kahan Aagaye Hum (Chapter 47 Page 51) - Page 6

Chapter 10:- Wedding Bells

Chaos filled the set location as the crew scattered everywhere. Yellow flowers draped the Bijolia Palace with bright diyas placed everywhere. Cameras were fixed in each corner of the massive palace to ensure shots from each angle. After all, the big day had finally arrived. It was the wedding day of Kunwar Pratap Singh and Rajkumari Ajabde Punwar!

I was excited as well as nervous. My look had changed completely to what it looked like on ordinary days. Instead of having my hair on one side, it was tied up in braids and hair pins. A single maangtika was replaced with a heavy royal one and a simple three laced necklace with three massive neck pieces. This time, I wore a gold nose ring with three rings on each hand. The only thing that annoyed me was the excessive makeup. Although my assistants convinced me that I looked absolutely stunning in the maroon red lipstick with pink eye shadows, yet this wasn't the look I preferred. I stared at myself, observing the change in me in the past few months. I could see the growth, not only physically but mentally and emotionally as well. Maharani Ajabde Punwar taught me many things whether it be maturity or controlling my temper.

"Kahan kho gayi?" Faisal snapped his fingers in front of my face and brought me out of my thoughts. My eyes scanned through his new attire. He was covered in gold, and I think it suited him. With a bright red pagri and a decorative peacock attached to it, he looked absolutely different to normal days on set. He too had jewelry on, just like Rana Udai Singh. A golden robe with matching golden mojris, he looked like a perfect groom.

"Nothing... just admiring my new attire." I said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Seriously Rosh..." Faisal questioned to which I glared at him.

"What?" he asked defensively.

"You know I hate that name! It annoys me a lot! It makes me someone who is disrespectful and mean." I complained.

"It's true though, right?" he smirked.

"Yeah right!" I hit him on the arm to which he continued to laugh.

"Anyways, I am gonna still call you Rosh!" Faisal concluded.

"Whatever! So... you ready for the big day?" I changed the topic.

"Yeah, I guess. Finally, we are getting married! I mean, Pratap and Ajabde are getting married." Faisal elaborated.

"It sounds so weird though."

"I know! I mean, who would get married at the age of 14 or 17" Faisal laughed.

My face grew grim again.

"Hey! Roshni! Everything okay?" Faisal seemed worried.

"Yeah, perfectly fine!" I tried to put on a smile.

"Roshni! I know you for seven long months. There is something troubling you." He reasoned.

I gave a small smile and decided to give in.

"Remember, we had shot a sequence a few days back, where I had sneaked into your room during the haldi ceremony to check if you were okay and you had shouted on me because I accused Rani Dheer bai." I asked.

"Yeah, well I did not shout at you, the inner Kunwar Pratap in me did!" Faisal laughed to which I gave him an I-give-up' look.

"I was just wondering if that actually happens to me sometime." I continued. "What if, no one believes at what I am saying or trying to prove at some circumstance?" I looked up at him.

His eyes softened and his arms came up to my shoulders.

"Whatever situation you are in, I will always stay by your side Roshni!" Faisal assured.

"Thank you!" I whispered to which he give a slight yet assuring smile.

"RoSal!" Vishnu Bhaiya, one of our set crew called out to us. By now, everyone was used to calling us by our ship' names.

"Hello Bhaiya!" I opened the vanity room door for him.

"Today is not only a big day for you both, but for us and the media as well. I just came to inform that there will be many media stations taking your interviews. So just be prepared." He requested, worried.

"We have never prepared for interviews till now, and I don't think we will need to today." Faisal said coming up to the door.

"Yes Bhaiya." I agreed. " It's better to sound natural than to sound robotic." I gave a small laugh.

"And people enjoy our humor on sets too! So not a problem at all!"

"As long as you both are okay. Anyways, come on quick, we need to start shooting." Vishnu Bhaiya warned before leaving.

"Such a long day ahead!" I sighed.

Such a long day ahead...😉 hope you liked it! Please comment and give feedback!

Chapter 11:- Betrayal

A few days post marriage sequence

"ROSHNI!" I jumped and got frightened as I heard my name. Why was Faisal shouting? I was in my vanity room, getting ready for today's shoot. Probably the last BKVPMP shoot. I had met the actors chosen for post leap; Ssharad Bhaiya and Rachna di. I liked them, though the jealousy and envy in me refused to barge out. This might sound selfish, but I didn't want anyone to take my role. And admist all this, Faisal was shouting at me for some reason.

"What?" I asked casually from the dressing table I was sitting at.

"OPEN THE DOOR!" He hollered from the other side. Never had I seen him so upset and furious.

" Oka-ay" I hesitated before going up to the door. Slowly, without making a sound, I turned the knob and heard the door go click'. I had this uneasiness in me, signaling that something was wrong. Terribly wrong.

The door opened to reveal Faisal Khan. But this wasn't the co-star I knew. This was the side I was unaware of, the outrageous side of him. He stormed into my room, shoving me to a side. There was a distance of approximately two meters between us. Without waiting for him to start, I took the courage to ask.

"What happened, Faisal?" I said meekly, barely hearing my own voice. He looked at me, his eyes digging into me deeper than ever before.

"What happened?" he repeated, taunt filled in his voice. "Don't try to pretend Roshni, because it is surely not working." He gritted his teeth, controlling his anger. I was confused, what did I do? Everything was fine between us. After the marriage sequence, almost all our scenes were together. And through that, I never sensed something amiss in his behavior or attitude.

"Faisal, I don't understand what you are talking about. What did"

"Jannat told me everything!" Faisal interrupted.

"Told you about what?" I frowned.

"How could you say that to my mother?" he questioned, raising his voice.

"What did I say?" I respected his mother, I liked her. What was he talking about?

"Stop acting Roshni!" He screamed making me jump. Enough was enough. I had worked on controlling my anger, but this was crossing the limits. He was just beating around the bush, and I really get annoyed with that.

"Stop screaming Faisal!" I retorted, imitating his tone.

"Can you explain what I did?" I asked again, lowering my voice a bit.

"You did the unpredictable Roshni! I never thought that out of everyone, you would do this to me." He accused, pointing at me. I stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

"I did not know that you are so racist." He paused before confirming. "You went to meet my mother yesterday, right?"

"Yes, I did." I simply replied. He shook his head.

"What did I do Faisal?" I scowled at him, asking him the same question for the umpteenth time.

He closed the distance between us till he was just inches away from me. I looked up to see him glaring at me.

"You met my mom, and called her cheap! On her dressing sense, on her taste of cuisine, on her choice for simplicity. YOU called her cheap for everything! Not only that, when you saw that she was hurt, you decided to give her more pain. By ordering to stop her drama. You taunted her by saying that all Muslims are the same! That they cannot stop showing off!"

"What! Faisal, I never said that! I would never say that!" Tears began to form as I tried to defend myself.

"Stop Roshni! Just stop! I know what you did!"

"No Faisal, listen to me pl"

"YOU listen to ME!" he ignored my plea and pinned me to the wall.

"You know what?! All Hindus are the same! They do not have any emotions or feelings for anyone. They just like to stay in their small communities and gossip about others. They just like to brag about themselves. Just like your mom."

"Not another word about my mom or my religion, Faisal!" I warned, eyes fixed on him.

"Why?! When you can say whatever you want, then I have the rights too!" With that he pressed me further, trying to crush me into the wall.

"Faisal! Leave! You're hurting me!" I growled in pain.

"This is nothing to the pain you have given me, Roshni! Nothing! My mother means the world to me. She has made me what I am today. If anyone, I mean anyone meddles with my family, they will have to suffer." He threatened.

"I can't believe I trusted YOU!" My eyes shot up to his, fresh new tears covering the old ones.

"What did you say?" I whispered, not trusting my ears.

"I said what you heard, Miss Roshni Walia. I regret trusting you! I regret being friends with you!" With that he stormed out.

Firstly, writing this chapter broke my heart! I would like to apologize to all the Muslims and Hindus reading this right now, I personally have never ever thought about anyone like that. If I have unknowingly offended someone, then I sincerely apologize...😭😭😭