The Broken Bits of Life (part3)
Kesar drove back to their flat and entered his office room..he took his laptop from the table and sat on the executive chair ...he took out his thin silver framed spectacles from the pocket and wore it while he browsed through the files..he clicked open the file named "Mr.Sharma group of hotels", the project on which he is recently working on...meanwhile his phone rang..the name "SANDRA" appeared on the screen..Kesar glanced at it and looking at the monitor, he pressed the speaker phone..
Kesar:haan Sandra..bol
Sandra: Sir woh Mr. Sharma ki office se call aaya dha..unki hotel ki innaugration do hafte baat hein aur wo designs pooch rahe dhe..
Kesar: haan mein wahi hotels ki interiors study kar raha dha..unse kahiye ki do din tak ready ho jaayega.
Sandra:OK sir (in her sweetest voice) Have a Nice Day Sir
Kesar(smiled):Oh yeah Thank u and same to you Sandra..(and he disconnected the call and resumed his work)
...
Hours passed with out much interventions..Kesar felt exhausted and relaxed for some moments..he rolled back the design and went to put it along with others..meanwhile a roll fell from them..as he bent, it get unrolled..his hands slowly approached towards it..a portrait made by him..the portrait was nothing but the personification of his dreams...his girl, for whom he pained himself the most..for whom he once sensed the pain of almost losing her..whose pain he made his own, whom he defenced before all his relations and with whom he lived the heavenly moments of his life, for whom he dedicated his whole life...he looked at her adorably and gently moved his finger tips over it while gradually his smile began to fade when his fingers passed through the almost tear at the top of the picture which took him to 2 years back..
[FB continues(in badi haveli)]
Kesar in his room, standing before the portrait...holding the tray of color pastes and brush..so involved in choosing the apt texture for his painting..for which he doesnt need a second thought..he narrowed his eyes and resumed..
With a smile of satisfaction..he took a sigh..
Kesar(to the portrait): hmm..6 mahine..6 mahine hogayi tujse milke..mera convocation ke baad mein, Kunal(Kesar's best friend)ke saath kahaan kahaan nahin dunda tuje..achaanak se tu shehar se ek dum gayab hogayi dhi...pehle tho jahan kahin bhi dekhun sirf tuje nazar aatha tha..park jau wahi par thu hoti thi..koi mele pe jaun wahi par bhi hogi..patha nahin dekhthe dekhte kab tu mere dil pe jagah paali..lekin mein kabhi tere saamne nahin aa paya..jab bhi koshish ki hein..hamesha kuch na kuch muje tere saamne aane se rokthe rahthe dhe..(helpless tone) muje kuch nahin patha tere baare mein..tu kahan rahthe hein..kya karthe hein...(with a helpless smile) muje tho yeh bhi nahin patha ki tere naam kya hein(and hits the brush on his forehead)...(raised his head) sirf yahin patha hein ki jabse tuje pehli baar uss talthi hui suraj ke saamne, lehron ke beech dekha hein..ek ajeeb sa becheni hone laga tha..bina koi rishtey..bina koi jaan pehchaan...lekin phir bhi tu mere liye ithni khaaz kyun hein??..ek ajnabi hokar bhi tu kyun har waqt, har pal mere dimaag mein ghoomthi rahthi hein??(he looked longingly in to the eyes of the portrait) aakhir kyun??(he took a deep sigh with a smile that crossed across his face..and in his stern but yet husky voice) jis taqdeer ne tuje mere saamne laaya hein ek na ek din wahin taqdeer hume zaroor milayenge...
(His monologue was interruupted by a knock at the door)
Kesar:Oops!(suddenly covers the portrait and proceeds towards the door and opens it)..(in a slightly surprised tone): Arey Vasanthba aap,,chali ye na anthar..
(Vasanth enters the room with him)
Vasanth:Ab yeh batha ki tera exams kaise raha?
Kesar(enthusiastically):aap bilkul tension mat lo..mein hamesha se top karthe aaya hun..iss baar bhi aisa hi hoga..
Vasanth:Mein jaantha hun ...tera results kab aane waala hein?
Kesar:Kareeb agle mahine tak...(paused for a moment and hesitantly continued)..woh aap Motaba se baat ki??
Vasanth:haan..pehle dhoda sa naaraz dhe...baad mein maan gaya..Motaba tho yehi chahthe the ki tu bhi yahaan hamare saath karobaar ko sambhal le..lekin tere dilchaspi agar interior designing par hein tho phir..zor dalne se kya phayda??
Kesar(in a worried tone):aap tho jaanthe hein na Vasanth ba yeh bachpan se leke mera sapna hein..aur phir yahaan aap sab tho hein na..aap, Ramanba, Dushyanthba..aur jab bhi zaroorat hogi tho mein aaunga na??
Vasanth: Mein samajtha hun..lekin ...haan chod woh sab...aur Kunal se bhi kehde ki jald se jald company shuru karne ki tayariyan karle..
(Kesar was extremely happy on hearing this and hugged Vasanth)
Kesar:Vasanthba you are the best brother in the world..
Vasanth(laughing):bas bas..(suddenly the veiled portrait caught his attention..and curiously asked)..koi naya painting hein??
Kesar(looked down a bit shy):haan..woh...(raised and looked at him)jab khatam hoga tab aapko zaroor dikhaunga aur sirf aapko dikhaunga..dekhkar kehna ki kaisi hein..
Vasanth(mischieviously):Kaisi hein??umm tho zaroor koi khaaz hi hein..chakkar kya hein huh??
Kesar(as if caught):Vasanthba..meine kahan na..ki..
Vasanth(patting his head):teek hein teek hein..mein kuch nahin pucha aur tu bhi kuch nahin suna...(laughed and was about to leave)
Kesar:(eagerly) Vasanthba...aap mera saath denge na??
Vasanth(glanced at the veiled portrait and turned to him with a smile):Kaise sawaal hein yeh...mein tere har faisle pe tere saat hun..aur muje poora bharosa hein ki mera Kesar kabhi galat nahin hosaktha(confidence reflected in his voice..and with a smile of assurance he left)
Kesar stood their , his moist eyes shined with love and respect for his Vasanthba
...
In the evening the whole family and the guests gathered at the hall..Kesar was busy in welcoming the guests just arrived there...suddenly Motaba's voice grabbed everyones attention...
He made his announcement:
Muje badi khushi hein ki aap sab humare niyotha sweekar karke..mere janam din par muje badhai dene ke liye yahan aaye hue hein.. mere aur apne pariwar ke taraf se aap sab ko bahut bahut dhanyavaad...iss khaas mauke par mein eik aur khush khabri dena chahtha hun...and he looked at Vasanth and jestered him to come..Vasanth walked forward and stood near to Motaba..and Motaba looked to the otherside..and said looking at her
Motaba:Aaja beta..
(a girl among the guests in her bright red lehanga and light embarishments..with her open wavy hair walked towards the center with a bit nervous and confused face..Seeing her Kesar was dumfounded for a moment..he couldnt distinguish the moment from being a dream or reality..he looked all mesmerised at her...for him, she was always beautiful..but today she was not less than a princess..he felt like grabbing her in his arms and confess his heart to her behalf of everyone present there..before she could disappear once again...he could feel the rhythm of his heart..a thousands of joyful rhythmic sounds in harmony...)
Motaba stepped into the next statement of his announcement..
Motaba:Apne baite Vasanth aur mere sabse kareeb aur khaaz dosth Revji ki beti Gulaal ke shaadi agle mahine ke sabse shubh muhurat ko teyr ki hein..taareeq pakki karke aap sab ko niyotha bhejenge..aur mein prarthana kartha hun ki aap sab log uss shubh mauke par bhi aakar humare bachon ko aashirvaad de..(every one applauded and welcomed him..Gulaal was all confused as she was totally unaware of whatever been told in the announcement..she looked at her parents with thousands of questions in her eyes who were happily giving their consent to the announcement just made..Meanwhile Kesar felt as if the whole world around him turned upside down..all his momentory joy was killed in the lightning caused by Motaba's just said words...the moment he realised his girl..the very moment she became forbidden for him..she was just a hand distance away from him..but he couldnt reach out to her.. for a while he cursed himself at his helplessness)..
Rewa who was standing beside him playfully said..
Rewa:Ab tu maano ya na maano..Gulaal hi meri bhabhi banegi(laughed..as she remembered the terrace conversation they had yesterday)
Rewa's words pierced his heart even more and shattered it into thousand pieces..
... [to be continued]😊
Edited by alanta - 13 years ago
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