Wrote something at work. This is very dialogue heavy but I will say that I am proud of the little scene I have at the end. Even if I wish the ending could have more magic...
Anyways enjoy. English dialogues have now been added.
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"Tum ne Ma ko kyun nahi bataya Imlie. Tumhara pas moka bhi tha aur Ma ka vishwas bhi. Kuch bhi khe sakti thi tum unhe-"
English: Why didn't you tell Ma? You had the chance and Ma's trust as well. You could have told her any thing and she would have believed you.
Imlie turned away from him.
"Imlie look at me. Kyun bachaya mujhe? Tum yeh shaadi rok sakti thi." He said, turning her around so she could face him.
English: "Imlie look at me. Why did you save me? You could have stopped this wedding". He said, turning her around so she could face him.
"Mein tumhe kyun batao jab tum bhi mujhe nahi batate ki tum ye shaadi kyun karna chahte ho." Imlie asked. "Kyun mere aur tumhare zindagi barbad karne me tulhe hue ho. Kyun zabardasti ke rishte mein tum mujhe phasa rahe ho."
English: "Why should I tell you when you haven't even told me why you want this marriage?" Imlie asked. "Why are you adament about to ruining our lives?! Why are you forcing this relationship on us?"
"Imlie woh mere sawal ka jawab nahi hai. Tumne mujhe bachaya. Jab ki tumne already mujhe khe diya hai ki tum nafrat karti ho. Toh kyun aisa kiya."
English: "That isnt the answer to my question. You saved me. When you have repeatedly told me that you hate me. Then why did you do that?"
Imlie once again turned to walk away but Aryan had already grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to himself.
Imlie looked into his eyes trying to find the answers to the questions she herself was asking herself. The truth was she didn't know. It still baffled her that the person who had saved her and her family from several sorrows was being the one to force her for this marriage.
"Kahin tum sach mein mujhe se shaadi karna chahti ho" Aryan asked mischievously, his eyebrows raised playfully.
English: "Who knows, maybe you actually do want to get married to me" Aryan asked mischievously, his eyebrows raised playfully.
"Phele toh tum apna akkad hatao." She said as she shrugged him off herself. "Dusri tum yeh mujhe apne paas bolana band karo, aur teesri baat udhar rahi Aryan Singh Rathore"
English: "First remove your Akkad when you talk to me." She said as she shrugged him off herself. "Second stop calling me to yourself, and 3rd thing I owe you".
She shoved him away and left leaving Aryan in his own thoughts. The truth was that Aryan also wanted this wedding to be stopped but he wanted Imlie to be the one to do it. She didn't have to save Aditya and the sooner she realized this the sooner she would realize that she was already free.
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Imlie was marching around her room. Fuming from Aryans behavior. She couldn't understand him and it pissed her off that she had unknowingly saved him. It wasn't all over she thought. She could easily go to Narmada Kaki and tell her. They would believe her.
Yes that's what she would do.
She left her room and marched towards Narmadas room only to hear the voice of two women bickering. Her footsteps stopped at the sound of her name.
"Imlie ko toh woh ase hi chodh dega. Shaadi hi nahi karego woh do takke ki aurat ko. Phir mein Narmada ko khe doongi ki woh tumhara aur Aryan ke shaadi karwale"
English: "He will leave Imlie regardless. He won't even marry that 2 cent worth of women. After that I will tell Narmada to get both of you married."
Guddi whined "Lekin usne toh shaadi karli. Woh toh mujhe dekhta hi nahi hai. Aur usski stupid si behen ka shakal bhi mujhe nahi passand. Imlie ke aage peeche ghoomti rehti hai."
English: Guddi whined, "But he already got married and he doesn't even look my way. I don't even I want to see his stupid sisters face. She just follows Imlie everywhere."
"Chup! Woh tumhne nahi dekta to tum majboor kar do ki woh taake. Ladko ki dimaag bhot choti hoti hai aur humme toh aage ja kar bhot kuch karna hai. Aur rahi baat Arpita ki, toh tum shaadi toh karo. Uske baad mein dhake maar ko us Ma aur Beti ko hum door bhej denge. Tab humare pass unka paisa, unka naam, yeh mahaal jaisa ghar sab kuch hoga."
English: "Quiet! If he doesn't look at you then you need to work so he is compelled to look at you. Men have a small brain and we have a lot to do. As for Arpita, you both just get married and we'll take care of the rest. We'll kick the Ma and daughter duo out so they are far away from us. We'll have their money, their name, and this mansion like house."
Imlie was stunned. She had already seen how wealth changed a person and the extent people would go to acquire it. But she was hurt that the people Narmada and Arpita had respected so much were plotting to marry Aryan for his money and would later kick them out of their own house.
Her head hurt. She didn't know what to do. Aryan was forcing her to get her married to him but if she didn't agree not only would the Tripathi family suffer but Arpita and Narmada would loose their only hope in the form of their son. Could this marriage be the only way to save both of these families from the forces outside of them? Why was it always her that had to make these choices. Could anyone truly understand her? Could anyone truly help her.
"Ouch!", exclaimed Aryan and Imlie. They had both bumped into each other.
"Itni Akkad hai ki samne nahi dekh kar chal sakte.", Imlie growled at him.
English: "You have so much arrogance that you can't even watch where you're going?" Imlie growled at him.
Aryan bit his tongue. "Listen tumne bhi mujhe nahi dekha ok."
English: Aryan bit his tongue. "Listen, you didn't see me either ok.
All she saw was red. She was already fuming and his "can do attitude" only angered her more. She came up to him and grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall.
Before she could say anything, Aryan had just the hint of a smile escape his lips.
"Acha? Ab dekho ki kaun kise haath lagta hai aur kaun kiske peeche bhag ta hai" Aryan exclaimed.
English: "Oh. So now look who is touching who and who is chasing who", Aryan exclaimed.
"Chup!" [Quiet] she pushed him into the store room and slammed the door behind her so that Guddi and her ma could be out of ear shot.
"Ugh! I hate you. Nafrat karat rahe hum tumse! Suna. Nafrat! Tum aur tumhare akkad ko. Dekho meri taraf. Dekho!" she cried out. Grabbing his face so he could look straight at her.
English: "Ugh! I hate you. Do you listen to me? I. HATE. YOU. I hate your akkad (arrogance). Look at me. Look!" she cried out. Grabbing his face so he could look straight at her.
"Pagal ho gayi hoon. Chalti gaadi mein se kood ti hoon, tumhara gala dabane ka maan karta hai, ro ne ka maan karta hai aur jaan lene ka bhi maan karta hai.
English:" I've gone crazy. I've jumped out of a moving car, I've wanted to strangle you, I've wanted to cry, I've wanted to take a life."
Kya tum mujhe sach mein itna majboor aur lachar dekhna chahte ho. Aisa toh kabhi tha hi nahi ki mera dost mere saath itna bada game khelega. Aditya Sir ne jo kiya mere saath woh sab tum jaanthe ho. Shaadi ke bhandan mein meine kabhi nahi sukh paya hai Aryan. Mein kaise maan loon ki yeh shaadi aur bakki shaadiyon ki tarah nahi hoga?
English: "You really want to see me this weak and helpless? I can't believe that my friend will play such a big game with me. You know everything that Aditya did to me and now you're doing the same. I was tied in a marriage and yet I could never be happy. How can I believe that this wedding won't be exaclty the same as the last one?"
"Mein thaak chuki hoon", (English: I am tired) she whispered as she fell to the floor but before she could fully collapse Aryan had prevented her fall and brought her to a stand.
Aryan's heart broke seeing her like this. How could he tell her that she had a choice. How could he tell her that maybe for once she should pick herself. He couldn't let her know how much he cared about her. It would only make this harder for both of them
"Toh thaak jao. Poori ki poori tarah se thak jao and then fight me. Apna dimag use karo aur mujhe hara do. "
English: "Then get tired. Completely and fully and then fight me. Use your brain and defeat me.
"Tum kyun aisa kar rahe ho Akkadbaga. Main nahi maanti ki tum mujhe ujje kar sakat ho. Pleej aaj bata do na", she cried.
English: "Why are you doing this Akkadbaga. I dont believe that you will do all of this to me. Pleej just tell me why," she cried.
Her tears broke Aryan. But he had to be strong. "Listen tumhe paatha hai ki mein apne aap ko repeat nahi karta. Jo sochna hai soch lo lekin socho to sahi! Kya mein sach mein tumhe zabardasti kar raha hoo. Kya meine tumhe koi bhi choice nahi di hai?"
English: Her tears broke Aryan. But he had to be strong. "Listen, you know I dont repeat myself. Think whatever you want to think, but just think. Do you really think that I am forcing you? Have I really not given you a choice?
Imlie breathed and searched Aryans eyes. What should she think? His words had presented her with a deal. But his actions showed that he still cared. He had already said he wouldn't use her, then what was this false sense of choice he presented. What if she didn't marry him. What if she let Adi rot without prestige and let Aryan marry a gold digger. Was she wrong about him? Could she back out of this marriage? Her head was hurting. What could she do that would resolve this situation and then an idea came to her.
She took a deep breath.
"Deal ka baada shauk hai nah Aryan Singh Rathore" she said pulling herself together. "Toh aaj ek aur deal kar lete hai. Agar meine tumse shaadi nahi ki, toh Adi toh jail jaayega lekin woh Gudi bhi tumhare saath shaadi kar legi. Aur mein poori tarah se tum dono ke shaadi karwa doongi.--
English: "You like making deals Aryan Singh Rathore?", she said pulling herself together. "So let me make another deal with you. If I don't get married to you, then Adi will go to jail but even you will be forced to get married to Gudi. And I will do everything in my power so you have to get married to her".
"Tum apne Rathore Group of Industries ko aise hi gawa doge kyun ki woh sab kuch le legi tumse Aryan. Maine khud usko suna hai."
English: You'll lose your Rathore Group of Industries just like that because she will take everything from you. I've heard her say this herself.
Aryan was listening intently.
"Shaadi karna hai to kar lo. Mujhse kar lo. Tum Adi ko aur uske parivaar ko woh ghar de do, newspaper pe job de do, sab kuch jo tumhare badle ke aag ne usse cheena hai, de do. Badle mein mein tumse shaadi kar loongi. Guddi ko tumhare aas paas bhi nahi aane doongi. Aur Narmada Kaki ko kuch bataongi bhi nahi."
English- "If you want to get married then get married. Get married to me. You give Adi and his family back the house, give him back his job, everything that you stole for him in the fire of your revenge, give it back to him. In exchange I will marry you. I won't even let Guddi come anywhere near you. And I wont even tell Narmada kaki anything either.
Aryan smiled. "Toh tumne negotiate karna seekh hi liya Mrs. Imlie Singh Rathore? It's a deal.
English: Aryan smiled. "So you've finally learned to negotiate Mrs. Imlie Singh Rathore. It's a deal."
Imlie let go of his collar and stepped away from him. But as she walked away she halted to a stop. Something was preventing her from moving away and when she turned she realized that her sari's pallu had become entangled on his watch. She went closer to him to entangle herself only to find Aryan beating her to it. He was gently pulling her pallu away from the watch, careful not to unravel the threads of the fabric. He could have just snatched it off but instead he took his time. His eyebrows bunched up together as he tried to puzzle out the intricacies of the fabric attached to the watch.
She looked at him and without her even realizing it, she felt the weight of the world lift from her shoulders. She wished she could capture this moment. The Aryan Singh Rathore was hunched over her pallu like this was his only job in this entire world as if he didn't own 11 different businesses as if he might even lo-
She brushed that thought aside and came closer to Aryan. She gently grabbed his hand and pulled it away from the pallu and instead grabbed the edge of the fabric and tugged it towards herself. The Pallu released and she stepped back. Aryans gaze followed her as she turned and left.
Aryan was finally on the ground and his footing was stable under the earth below him. Imlie would marry him and this time it would be her choice.
Pagal ladki. Kuch toh apne liye hi maangti, Aryan thought.
English: Crazy girl. She could have at least asked for something for herself, Aryan thought.
Ideally she would have made a deal that would have out rightly benefited her, but he wasn't going to complain. Whether she asked for it or not, as Aryans wife he would do anything and everything in his power to make sure that she was successful and independent despite her marriage to him. He would give her the respect and recognition that she deserved. Her potential would not be wasted on those who were not worthy. And maybe...maybe this wedding would bring color back into their black and white life.
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