Okay my fanfic starts off after the rape track and right after Prem proposes to Mukti and she rejects him so then he confronts her in the bathroom and later gets into to trouble with Mother india for scaring Mukti she calls him a mistake and so a hurt and confused prem walks downsatirs only to get more frustrated when he bumps into mukti he them apologizes to her and makes his way to his car and she goes to her outhouse.
Anyways this is right after the rape track so Prerna never went to jail. There was no five year leap .Komolika never came back. No one knows who the heck debonita is. Devki does'nt even exist and prem DOES"NT love mukti and like he said the only reason he proposed to her was because he "liked" her and not because he "loved" her and also because he felt "sorry" for her.
***Chapter 1***
Prems outside the house walking to his car in the state of deep confusion and frustration at not being able to understand how he feels and why he feels anything at all.
prem(thinking): Mukti ke saat jo hua oos me meri koi gallati nay tih. Jo kiya oos sharadh ne kiya. Ma ne oos ko kaha tah ke jah ke Mukti ka rape kar ao?? toe phir ma kyun itna soch ra ha hoon? meri sirf ye gallati tih ke ma ne Mukti se pyar ne he kiya. GAllATI?? ma ye kya soch ra ha hoon? oos se ma ne pyar nehi kiyah iss me meri kyah galati tih? i mean what am i sayig i still dont love her! i dont even like her. she's not even talking to me anymore...i mean im not even talking to her anymore! Why am i thinking so much and about that Basanti! ore phir oos ne bhi toe mujh he reject kardiyah tah.......oos ne mujh naa keh diyah tah ore woh bhi..........
Prem: I HATE YOU MUKTI!!!!
Mukti's sitting in her room on her bed deep in thought. She's startled out of her daze when she hears someone scream her name. She waits to see what it was but nothing she does'nt hear nothing. Maybe i was imagining it. she shrughs it off and is about to leave when she see's herself in the mirror. she walks up to the mirror and sits on the chair infront of it. Looking at herself for a long time mostly in disbelief trying to take in this new stranger who she had turned into. she then finally brings her fingers gingerly to her face and touches her cheek gently.
Mukt's reflection: kya baat hai mukti? ya keen ne hi araha ke ye tum ho??tum toe bohatt hasa karti tih abb kahan gehi tumahari hasi? kahan gay tumhari muskan??
Mukti: May ri muskan ko kuch ne hi hoa. meri haasi meray paas he hai..
Mukti attempted a smile but for some reason she could'nt bring herelf to do it. Mukti tried again but to no avail. whats wrong with me why cant i smile i use to smile why cant i...
Mukti's reflection: kya baat hai kuch kho gaya kya mukti??
Her refelection laughed at her mockingly.
Mukti realised that she had lost her smile a long way back. She herself had'nt realised when she had stopped laughing when she had forgotten to smile. She tried to remember the last time that she smiled. She knew it was when she was with Prem. She did'nt know how she knew but she had a gut feeling.
Mukti's reflection: pata hai mukti tum bill kul badal chuki ho. abb pale wali mukti ne hi rehi.
Mukti: Mujh he kuch ne hoa ma Mukti he hoon ore ma jas se kal tih waas se hie ajj hoon.
Mukti's reflection: agar asi baat hai to jaab Prem ne tum se maafi mangi toe tum ne oos ko maaf kyun nehi kiyah? oos ke khilaf nafrat kyun apne dill may barh li?
Mukti: Ma kisi se bi nafrat nehi kar ti ore rehi baat Prem ki oos ke li ye mere dil ore demagh me koi bi essas ne hi hai.
Mukti made sure to speak this last part loud and clear. She had come to realise that she no longer loved Prem, no longer cared for him or had any feelings what so ever regarding him. She could'nt bear to be around him, could'nt stand to see his face or hear his voice and was bent on forgetting him. forgetting his friendship his farce his betrayal and the ultimate truth that he did'nt love her simply because he could'nt love anyone. But unknowingly in place of her once true and undying love for him a deep and poisonous hatred was brewing.......
Mukti's reflection:jhute mut bhole lo! ka kyun ne daiti ke tum Prem se apne pyar ka badlah le nah chati ho! oos Prem se badlah le nah chatih ho jis ne tumhar re pyar ka masaak oriya oos Prem se jis ne tum me dhokah diya!jis ne Sharadh ka saat de kar tumar re pyar ko nee chah dikha khai yah. woh Sharadh ka saat diyah jis ne tum me hamaisha ke li ye maala kardiyah! PREM NE OSS INSAAN KA SAAT DIYA JIS NE TUMARAH BALATKAR KIYA MUKTI! OOS NE SHARADH KA SAAT DIYAH!
Mukti was in hysterics tears were flooding down her face and she did'nt know why. she did'nt know why she could'nt stop shaking. she brought her hands to her head to stop the sudden migrain and nausea she was experiencing.
Mukti: NAY! MA KIS SI SE BIH BADLAH NEHI LAINA CHATIH! SHARADH KO OOS KI SAZAH MIL GAI HAI! ore Prem ki sazah ye he hai ke woh zindagi barh iss bojhe ke saat jee ye ke meri zindagi ko barbadh kar ne mai saab se baarah haat oos ka tah.
Mukti looked helplessly into the mirror to face her taunting reflection but all she saw was herself staring back at her. Was she going mad?? Why am i not able to move on?? Why cant i forget everything?
It's about 2:45 a.m and Prem's at the club. everyone's gone except for a few waiters and the dj whose playing "dil nay lagdah tere bina".
Prem's had four times the legal limit of alcohol. Normally he would have stopped at three but his problems were exceding his patience. He searched his attire for money and taking out a random sum paid the waiter and grabbing another bottle of beer staggered away from the bar. he was clearly drunk.
Prem thought he saw mukti through the drunken haze that was over his eyes. He squinted trying to get a better look at this girl who looked to him alot like Mukti Deshmukh.. And to his bewilderment it was Mukti except.... it was'nt REALLY her he thought to himself. This mukti was different this Mukti did'nt smiled , she never argued she never had smart remarks this Mukti wanted nothing to do with him.
This was the mukti that had taken the place of his Mukt...... wait what am i saying i mean thinking i mean......... she's not mine she does'nt belong to me i dont even like her. We'r not even friends anymore.
Yet he wanted to talk to this new Mukti say something to her tell her how sorry he was, talk to her about how wrong everything had turned out. He wanted to tell her that he felt responsible for her, felt like she was his duty and responsiblity, wanted to admit to her that he wanted the duty of taking care of her and...........
prem(thinking): ye ma kya soch raha hoon woh apna khayal khudi rak sakti hai oos ke pass oos ka woh budha baap hai, mother india hai , budha bajaj hai woh saab oos ka khayal rak saktein hai ma kyun ye saab ghar ke drama me may par raha hoon.
Mukti was starting to walk away now as if scared of this confused and for the first time speechless and quiet prem.
Prem finally realised that he had stopped moving completely and took a step closer to this gloomy and sad version of Mukti, who was edging away from him as if in fear, only to see that she had vanquished with his thoughts of her. Prem felt a unusual feeling of loss at the thougth of mukti just disappearing from his life.
Prem(thinking): ma ye kya soch ra ha hoon ore is taran Basanti ko kyun jaga jaga pai dekh raha hoon??YE BASANTI MUJH HE CHAAN SE BHI JEENE DAI GII KYA!
He walked outisde to his fumbling with his keys in a drunken rage of frustration. Once finally in he started the car and drove home or where he thought his house was, he was to drunk to remember.
He tried to clear his head but thoughts of Mukti kept intervening and prevented him from keeping his mind on what he was doning, driving. He tried to clear his vision and concentrate on the dark road ahead but pictures of Mukti kept veiling his vision. Visions of "his" Mukti. visions of her smiling at him , her saying she loved him, of her looking at him not with hatred or guilt but with love and tenderness. Visions that were all the more threatening to blind him with teaars he had no excuse for.
He then resolved to his hearing aid but all he could hear were the three words that haunted him ever since she had said them- "I love you."
He covered his ears with both hands trying to block out her voice and the truth of the words that he heard. Prem drove on the freeway driving faster so as to get Mukti out of his head so he that he could stop picturing her and stop thinking of her, stop hearing her voice and stop................
Prem: I dont even like Basanti she's so annoying! woh soch bhi kas se sakti ke ma oos ka rape........ may re bar re me ay sa kase soch sakti hai! Samujh tih kyah hai mujh he! as se hi kase .......................
Mukti: "Prem"
Startled out of his thoughts of Mukti and looked to the seat beside him, all the while driving even faster, to see Mukti looking at him. Prem fell speechless but continued to drive at 200 miles and hour. He could'nt say anything except for look at her lost for words and dumbfounded and.......
A cars headlights flash through his car mirror blinding him. He swerved to the right narrowly missing the car. Realizing that he was'nt looking when he was driving and........he was on the wrong side of the free way!
He tried to drive on an even line aiming to miss the approaching cars when a builders truck swerved in his direction. He makes a rough left run crashing into the metal fence dividing the highway from the thick picket of overgrown tree's. his car broke through the fence and hit a large tree crashing the entire front interior. smoke was everywhere tearing his eyes and suffocating him. The front half of the car was ablaze . Prem felt someone tugging at his coat and blinked trying to get a better look at Mukti this time through a thick puddle of blood that was abscuring his vision.
Mukti on the other hand seemed okay . Prem blinked to see her properly but she disappeared . His frustration was getting the better of him or maybe it was the sharp and unbearable pain in his head that was preventing him from thinking . Myabe it was just all the beer he had consumed during the duration of the day. Prem tried to stay awake to see if Mukti was truly okay for she had come into sight again. Someone was still trying to drag him out of his car when his eyelids began to feel to heavy and his vision started to blur and then he was unconcious. he made sure that the last thing he saw was Mukti.
Mukti was asleep in her room. having a nightmare that seemed to real to be imaginded and to cruel to be real.
Mukti(thinking in her sleep): ye ma Prem ke saat kya kar rehi hoon ore woh gari itni taze kyon chalah raha hai?ore wo bih iss halat mai.
Just then she see's a car coming towards them she tried to tell him to look where he was driving car but his stare had frozen her. Then the car tail lights shine through the mirrior and Prem realizes just a second to late that he was'nt looking where he was driving. He tries to swerve the car into direction but to no avail the car crashes and Prem hits his head on the steering wheel hard and fast. his blood is everywhere and.....
Mukti: PREM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mukti woke up sweating from every inch of her body tears clouding her vision and an unexplained pain deep in her throat causing her to lose breath.
Mukti: ye ma kya... Prem ko kya hoa
She get's out of bed and runs outside. The cold wind is pinching her insides the sweat is still lingering and the tears dont plan to stop . Mukti makes her frantic way to Prerna's house. Wishing desperately that Prem would be there fine and well and ready to make a joke of all of this like always.
Okay guys this is my first time writting a fanfic so sorry if i mispelled any words because i most likely didđł Anyways tell me if i should continue.
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