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Okay guys, I started this fanfic a looooong time ago and it's mostly on paper. It starts from the episode when Mukti gets into the accident after Sneha yells at her when she is in the hospital. Then Mukti leaves and gets into an accident! Remember that episode?
Part 1......Page 1
Part 2......Page 5
Part 3......Page 7
Mukti quickly sped walked out of the hospital. She couldn't bear to listen to anymore accusations. How can they think I would do something like that? Is it because I'm nothing more then a driver's daughter the whole world is turning on me? If it was Sneha or Kasak or any other member of there immediate family they would have believed her. Why not me…
She stepped into a taxi and the driver asked, "Where to?"
Mukti pondered for a moment. She then answered, "I don't care. Somewhere quiet, somewhere isolated. I want to be alone." The taxi driver, confused, decided to follow her preferences and headed towards the highway.
She sat there, quieter then a mouse, as she thought about what was happening. Only a few months ago she was… she was, well, happy. Now she was claimed worthless by society, her family had deserted her and her heart and trust was broken beyond repair. She thought about Sneha, her 'sister'. She thought about Prem, the man who had broken her heart. And Sharard… well, she tried not to think about him.
Mukti tried to forget all the things that had happened up till, well, up till she met Prem. But that was impossible! The last six months of her life would be etched in her memory forever. Oh god, I wish I could forget everything…
She heard the sound of an approaching vehicle. Mukti was having a crisis and the sound of a loud honking horn did not help the matter. She looked up and screamed. God had answered her prayer.
Mukti was rushed to the hospital by the ambulance. The doctor took her to the operation theatre and kept her there for a long time.
In the same hospital, Prerna paced in front of Sneha's room. She didn't know where Mukti was and she was getting worried.
"Moooootheeeer Indiaaaa" Prem called in his sing-song voice, "What's with you? You've been pacing back and forth in front of Sneha's room for the longest time. If you keep it up you won't have energy to give me a lamba bashan."
Prerna glared at him. "This is no joking matter Prem" she said as her voice cracked.
Prem looked at her intently waiting for an answer. When he didn't get one he grew worried. "Did the doctor say something about Sneha? Is anything wrong? She will be fine, won't she? What about her child?" He rambled on. She relieved him when she shook her head.
Prerna looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said in a voice that did not sound like her own, "Mukti is missing."
Prem looked at her blankly. Did he just hear wrong? He was hoping he did, why he was hoping she wasn't in any danger, he did not know. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. He finally managed to croak out, "B… bu… who…kya?"
Prerna nodded slowly, "Yes Prem, this is true." She did not expect her son to be so shocked. Prem must have picked up on this because he quickly composed himself.
He cleared his throat, composing himself. His mind was working 100 miles a minute. "What if she had gone to the mandir? What if she went for a walk to mull things over and had forgotten to call?" "Maybe her phone died" he said hopefully.
Prerna looked at him, the concern evident in her eyes, and nodded. "I'll go see" and with that she turned and walked out of the hospital.
Prem, deep in thought, walked down the hall reminiscing about his days with Mukti. Her forcefully taking him to a mandir, the night at the garage, the times they danced and Valentine's Day.
Meanwhile, Mukti was in her hospital room, looking at the four walls. It was obvious they had tried to make it look cheerful and fun but they did not prevail. Mukti was getting incredibly bored, so she got up, out of her hospital bed and left the room.
She did not know her way around the hospital so she roamed around, talking to the patients and bringing a smile to their faces. Eventually, she ended up in the maternity section. She was walking down the hall when she looked through the room window and saw a woman furiously wiping away tears. Mukti felt a tug at her heart, obligating her to step into the room.
Sneha looked up when she heard someone enter the room. The tears in her eyes were immediately replaced with anger and hatred. "You?! What the hell are you doing here" She said savagely. Why should she be civilized? This woman accused her husband of raping her and giving her so much stress that it was starting to take a toll on her unborn child.
Mukti looked at her; her expression as blank as an untouched piece of paper.
Sneha got more upset and yelled, "Get out of here Mukti!"
Sneha had caught her attention. Mukti thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you know me?"
"What!" Sneha exclaimed.
"Mukti." She said slowly, "Is that my name?"
Sneha, who was now completely confused, replied, "Yes! Of course it is!" With a flicker of anger she said, "What kind of new act is this?"
Anger ignited inside of Mukti. "Act? What kind of act? I'm not acting? If you can't answer my question then don't, but don't insult me! I never knew asking a question was a crime." She crossed her arms in anger.
Prerna checked everywhere for Mukti but she was no where to be found. So she returned to the hospital, dejected.
Prem saw that his mother had finally returned and felt a non-fightable urge to ask her about Mukti. "Did you find her?" He asked hesitantly. Maybe he didn't want to know, not because he didn't care, because he was afraid of the answer.
Prerna looked at him, the hot tears stinging her eyes, "No."
Prem was dumbfounded; he was not able to get any words out of his mouth. His mind was working a mile a minute as he tried to mentally sort out what was happening. At a loss for words and an explanation, he sat down next to his mother.
Please reply! And just so you guys know I may not be the quickest updater 😳😳 but replies motivate me to write more! Oh, and I still have to think of a name for this fanfic!😊😊
Part 1......Page 1
Part 2......Page 5
Part 3......Page 7
Mukti's Memory
Mukti quickly sped walked out of the hospital. She couldn't bear to listen to anymore accusations. How can they think I would do something like that? Is it because I'm nothing more then a driver's daughter the whole world is turning on me? If it was Sneha or Kasak or any other member of there immediate family they would have believed her. Why not me…
She stepped into a taxi and the driver asked, "Where to?"
Mukti pondered for a moment. She then answered, "I don't care. Somewhere quiet, somewhere isolated. I want to be alone." The taxi driver, confused, decided to follow her preferences and headed towards the highway.
She sat there, quieter then a mouse, as she thought about what was happening. Only a few months ago she was… she was, well, happy. Now she was claimed worthless by society, her family had deserted her and her heart and trust was broken beyond repair. She thought about Sneha, her 'sister'. She thought about Prem, the man who had broken her heart. And Sharard… well, she tried not to think about him.
Mukti tried to forget all the things that had happened up till, well, up till she met Prem. But that was impossible! The last six months of her life would be etched in her memory forever. Oh god, I wish I could forget everything…
She heard the sound of an approaching vehicle. Mukti was having a crisis and the sound of a loud honking horn did not help the matter. She looked up and screamed. God had answered her prayer.
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Mukti was rushed to the hospital by the ambulance. The doctor took her to the operation theatre and kept her there for a long time.
In the same hospital, Prerna paced in front of Sneha's room. She didn't know where Mukti was and she was getting worried.
"Moooootheeeer Indiaaaa" Prem called in his sing-song voice, "What's with you? You've been pacing back and forth in front of Sneha's room for the longest time. If you keep it up you won't have energy to give me a lamba bashan."
Prerna glared at him. "This is no joking matter Prem" she said as her voice cracked.
Prem looked at her intently waiting for an answer. When he didn't get one he grew worried. "Did the doctor say something about Sneha? Is anything wrong? She will be fine, won't she? What about her child?" He rambled on. She relieved him when she shook her head.
Prerna looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said in a voice that did not sound like her own, "Mukti is missing."
Prem looked at her blankly. Did he just hear wrong? He was hoping he did, why he was hoping she wasn't in any danger, he did not know. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. He finally managed to croak out, "B… bu… who…kya?"
Prerna nodded slowly, "Yes Prem, this is true." She did not expect her son to be so shocked. Prem must have picked up on this because he quickly composed himself.
He cleared his throat, composing himself. His mind was working 100 miles a minute. "What if she had gone to the mandir? What if she went for a walk to mull things over and had forgotten to call?" "Maybe her phone died" he said hopefully.
Prerna looked at him, the concern evident in her eyes, and nodded. "I'll go see" and with that she turned and walked out of the hospital.
Prem, deep in thought, walked down the hall reminiscing about his days with Mukti. Her forcefully taking him to a mandir, the night at the garage, the times they danced and Valentine's Day.
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Meanwhile, Mukti was in her hospital room, looking at the four walls. It was obvious they had tried to make it look cheerful and fun but they did not prevail. Mukti was getting incredibly bored, so she got up, out of her hospital bed and left the room.
She did not know her way around the hospital so she roamed around, talking to the patients and bringing a smile to their faces. Eventually, she ended up in the maternity section. She was walking down the hall when she looked through the room window and saw a woman furiously wiping away tears. Mukti felt a tug at her heart, obligating her to step into the room.
Sneha looked up when she heard someone enter the room. The tears in her eyes were immediately replaced with anger and hatred. "You?! What the hell are you doing here" She said savagely. Why should she be civilized? This woman accused her husband of raping her and giving her so much stress that it was starting to take a toll on her unborn child.
Mukti looked at her; her expression as blank as an untouched piece of paper.
Sneha got more upset and yelled, "Get out of here Mukti!"
Sneha had caught her attention. Mukti thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you know me?"
"What!" Sneha exclaimed.
"Mukti." She said slowly, "Is that my name?"
Sneha, who was now completely confused, replied, "Yes! Of course it is!" With a flicker of anger she said, "What kind of new act is this?"
Anger ignited inside of Mukti. "Act? What kind of act? I'm not acting? If you can't answer my question then don't, but don't insult me! I never knew asking a question was a crime." She crossed her arms in anger.
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Prerna checked everywhere for Mukti but she was no where to be found. So she returned to the hospital, dejected.
Prem saw that his mother had finally returned and felt a non-fightable urge to ask her about Mukti. "Did you find her?" He asked hesitantly. Maybe he didn't want to know, not because he didn't care, because he was afraid of the answer.
Prerna looked at him, the hot tears stinging her eyes, "No."
Prem was dumbfounded; he was not able to get any words out of his mouth. His mind was working a mile a minute as he tried to mentally sort out what was happening. At a loss for words and an explanation, he sat down next to his mother.
Please reply! And just so you guys know I may not be the quickest updater 😳😳 but replies motivate me to write more! Oh, and I still have to think of a name for this fanfic!😊😊
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