I first time tried witting a shot story (SS) tho i wrote many FF's! Actually the idea came suddenly to my head this evening, I thought to unfold the mystery of Sanjana in my style. Please ignore the mistakes...As i wrote the whole story in one sitting.
Happy Reading...
MYSTERY UNFOLDED
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'The number you are trying to call is currently switched off.... Please try again' She was calling again and again at Prem's number but only one thing she could hear is the same thing every time........ 'The number you are trying to call is currently switched off....Please try again'
Heer stepped on the terrace and looked around while trying again and again Prem's number. Clouds loomed in the distant horizon; the sky is going darker and darker by the passing of time. The sun which was shining all day long, is slowly wearing the suit of disguise. She came near the railing with tiny steps and gripped the rail on the terrace wall, as she looked down at the busy road. A cold wind stroked her face; she shivered remembering Prem as she always feels like this in Prem's presence. Prem is not here with her but these winds are whispering his presence everywhere.....She was becoming restless as it's already too late then the time when she had last talked with Prem.....when he promised he will be attending the sangeet in time; moreover the sky was not looking to good and she don't want him to stuck somewhere due to flooding. As she keeps standing on the terrace, her open hairs keep flying in the wind; her eyes started become moist with the thought of Prem's being late.
She keeps on thinking about Prem's sudden change; the Prem she used to know was never like this. He always used to come and share everything about his ins and out from the time Heer was with him. But from the past few days she was noticing Prem was trying to say something to her but he was unable to do so. She firmly believes her Prem can't even think of anything wrong.....but why this time he is behaving so immature. She thought to ask him what the problem was as soon as the sangeet went over...but here there is no whereabouts of Prem. She was too tired to give answer to everyone; so she decided to come here in the terrace to make her alone for few moments!
She shivered again as she felt the first drop of rain on her body, without comforting her it increased her anxiety even more. The thing she would love the most from the very beginning of her childhood; getting drenched in monsoon rain with Meher....coming back home fully soaked in mud and being told off by Ma Bauji. Even they used to get sick sometimes; Ma Bauji used to shout at them for their carefree ness but a moment later they used to get busy in comforting their children. A drop of tear rolled down from Heer's cheek as she remembered her parents, the world's best parents she had!
Soon the thundering started and the raindrops multiplied into a shower. The steady downpour drenched Heer; her sari clinging to her body. She shivered as the cold started to seep into her body. She wrapped her arms around trying to decrease the cold. Tears started mingled with the rains drops as she failed to see any sign of Prem on the road ahead. She again tried Prem's number with her trembling hands. Slowly she sat to the floor and started praying for Prem's safe return; she decided not to leave the terrace without seeing him once.
She clearly remembered how she had slowly fallen in love with her man; the man which destiny has stored or her. She never thought in her whole lifetime that the name 'Prem' which she has been listening since her childhood will become her everything...Now she just can't think of anything else without 'PREM'. The way they get involved with each other, their sorrows made them together. Their relationship had started in awkward silence, as neither of them knew each other well. The silence slowly got replaced with tentative questions or meeting and soon into discovering of their sorrows, problems. The days flew by and they started to develop feelings, new feelings that they had not experienced before. The brush of their hands, the touches, the closeness of each other gave rise to feeling of butterflies in their stomach, of their heartbeat racing with an unknown anticipation and wanting to be with each other. Then moving to a small cottage of their own...and she herself doesn't know how he has captured her heart in the course of time.
She blushed unknowingly remembering Prem's teasing while sharing the first rain with her. That day everyone was busy in Jujeja mansion doing their own work, Male one's were off to the office and Heer as usual busy in cooking dinner. Suddenly it started thundering hard; as Heer looked through the window she saw the sky going darker as it was forecasting heavy rain of the first Monsoon. Finding everyone busy she quickly finished her works in kitchen and ran to the terrace to collect the dry cloths. She was hurriedly colleting the cloth but before finishing the whole it started to rain heavily, drenching her totally! She didn't paid much attention, she keep colleting the cloths. But just after she removed last cloth from the string Prem came out saying.... 'Booohh'
Heer's heart missed its usual hamming at Prem's sudden appearance. Placing her free hand to her chest she said angrily, 'Premmm,Yeh kya tha? Tum kab aye? Aur yahaan?' Prem smiled and replied, 'Haan maine dekha tum kaise daur ke terrace pe ayi, so meine socha kyun na tumko ek surprize du' *Winking at her with a cute smile* Heer smiled at his innocence; suddenly she remembered they were standing in the rain drenching with the cloths. She quickly started collecting the rest of the cloth and going under the shelter saying, 'Jaldi chalo Prem...Thand lag jayegi...' holding Prem's hand with her free hand. But instead of going with Heer, Prem pulled Heer towards him forcing Heer to look back. As soon as Heer looked back at Prem with a shock face saying, 'Kya hua?' Prem pulled her harder towards him giving no moment to Heer to understand what was waiting for her. Heer found her way falling on Prem boarded chest with her hands crisscrossed on his shoulder, with the cloths falling on ground. Heer looked up from Prem's chest and said, 'Kya kar rahe ho Prem....Sab log ghar mein hai koi dekh lega toh....' Prem removed one hand from her slim waist and placed it on her mouth saying, 'Shhhhhhhh...koi nahin dekhega....Sub busy hai' *smiling naughtily* Heer blushed at his words, just after watching her position in Prem's arm, fully drenched with her cloths clinging to her body she blushed even more. Prem brushed the strands of hair plastering across her face and hugged her close to him. She felt him breathing, felt his heart thundering next to her heart. Prem slowly cupped her face and went closer...closer and closer....leaving only a inch gap between the two of them....he only wanted to have the trembling lips of Heer to be sealed by him. Before he could proceed to capture the lips, Heer moved her face to one side; her cheeks got brushed my Prem's lips hurriedly....Her skin burned to get touched by his juicy lips. She hugged him tight holding his wet shirt in a strong fist. Prem brushed her long black hair from back to one side which were plastering around her back and hold her in a warm hug. They don't know how long they stayed like this.... they broke apart with Heer giving a kiss on Prem's cheeks saying, 'Happy First Monsoon!' Prem also took the chance giving Heer a wet kiss on her forehead, 'May Many More Monsoons come our way like this.' Onwards they enjoyed their first monsoon teasing each other, sharing their love; the rains filled their vibrant youthfulness with different kind of sensation.
Heer did not know how long she sat there because after a while the memories of past made her engrossed in the immeasurable happiness. Sudden feel of a warm arm around her made her look up to see two concerning eyes glaring at him. Giving no time to him to give any excuse Heer flung her on him and clutched his shirt. Prem just sat clutching her close to him, feeling the coldness of her skin and her mumblings, his eyes started being moist as he realized how crazily worried she had been. After a while Heer stopped crying and just sat listening to his heart beat under her face, which she was missing so hard; her anger started dried out at the warmth of his body! She slowly looked up at him and mumbled, 'Kaha thhe tum Prem....Mein kitni pareshan hogayi thi tumhare liye...Agar tumhe kuch hojata toh....' *wiping the tears with the back of her hand like a small kid* Prem couldn't take it any longer, he clutched Heer tighter than before and hugged her strongly on his chest saying, 'Bas aur kuch maat kaho...I'm really sorry Heer..Mere wajhese tumhe itna kuch sehna para....Aur mein tumhari koi khayal nahin rakh pata...Tum mujhe kitna pyar karti ho aur mein tumse... Tumse....meri ek baat keh nahin paraha hoon....Mein bohout bura hu heer...bohout bura...' Prem choked as he said those lines. Heer, who was listening Prem's words, now looked up at him with those dark glittering eyes with concern. Cupping his face on her soft hands she said, 'Nahin Prem...Aisa nahin hai....Mein tumse pyar karta hoon aur mujhe tumper pura bharosa hai...Mujhe kuch nahin janna...kuch nahin sunna....Mujhe sirf tum chahiye aur sirf tum...' *rubbing her hands on his cheeks* Prem also hold Heer's face on his hands and said, 'Nahin heer mein aur nahin seh sakta....Aaj mein tumhe apni maan ki baat batakarhi dum loonga....Mein aur bardhast nahin kar sakta....Bus bohout hogaya....Tumhe aaj sunna hi hoga.' Heer nodded her head saying, 'Agar tumhe aisa lagta hai Prem toh theek hai...Mein bhi sunne ki tayar hoon...per sirf tumhare dil ko dilasa dene ke liye....Mujhe aur mere dil ko koi sach janne ki jaroorat nahin hai...'Prem started saying about Sanjana....the name he wanna forget for lifetime, but only saying it to his heart out to Heer can help him to do so.
Sanjana was simple traditional girl living with her dad in Canada where we were neighbors. She used come home and spend time with Kulraaj di and Veera, as she and Kulraaj di used to go it the same dancing class. We never had an introduction before she get admitted in our college, I just used to saw her coming home and spending time with the ladies of the home as she lost her mum in childhood, taking help on different things from Ma or Kulraaj di. Whenever I used to come on Di's room for any concern without knowing her presence she used to stop talking whenever she used to saw me, I found it real strange sometimes that a girl living in Canada can be like this....but I never asked anyone about this! One day di called me at her room and informed me about Sanjana that she got admitted in my college, so if she needs any help she will take my help. That day I come to know from di that, she lost her mother in childhood; rose by her dad, who himself was very sick and their economical condition was not so good that they can bear him treatment cost. Di informed me more that she was so honest that she refused to take any money from Di or mum, as she wants to stand in her own effort and do something for her only support, her dad. Di's words made a soft corner in my heart or that unknown girl.....
In college I looked out for the new girl but after some time I discovered don't know why she used to avoid me whenever I tried to talk with her or help her in any case. She used to come college, attend the lesson, eat her lunch sitting in the corner of the canteen and after college going to library and at the end back to home, that was her circled life. Once mum even invited her to come along me in my car to college but she refused it smilingly. I also started to get involved in the rock band of the college and didn't pay much attention to her. Then One day the final show of our band launching came....we were really busy with the last minute arrangements to make this a grand occasion for our life. Everything was finalized the day before the show; suddenly we got news that boy who used to play guiter can't come due to sudden illness. This news drove us into frenzy as there is no other way to continue the show without him; but canceling the show was near to impossible as all the money were used in decoration and other arrangements. We can't think of any solution...I came back home very late, totally broken at the news. After asking me about 100 times I unfold the problem to Kulraaj di....And she smilingly replied...She knows someone who can help us. I got really happy at di's assurance...but my happiness didn't last for a second just after I heard the name! Sanjana, who can play guitar really good according to di, as it seems impossible to me to indulge Sanjana to such a big concert in the last minute, the girl who can't even look at people directly...will perform on the stage! But finding no other way I agreed at di's proposal.
Now the next task was making Sanjana agree for this, which was not so difficult in front of giving her training on 'How to contact with the audience while performing'. We never thought the programme will do so well at the end....And everything seemed us to be a dream. After that she became a permanent member of our band, slowly slowly our relation grew deeper, she started coming out of her cocoon and we started sharing our thoughts. No sooner we became real good friends...And all our Concerts were toughing sky every time. Everything was going well.....Then Finally Our Graduation day came...We all were enjoying that day in a great party with mix of emotion, joy of stepping in a new life and sorrow of leaving the youthful college life! We were together in terrace where the party was going on full swing. Suddenly I informed Sanjana that we will be shifting our home tomorrow as dad have brought a new big home for us in another area of Canada. All of a sudden Sanjana's behavior changed, she became really upset at me for informing her so late...I tried to console her saying Dad actually surprised us informing the news today. But don't know why she became even angrier and started saying those which she never used to say before. Like, she care for me a lot, How come she gonna stay without me...blah blah.. I became shock at her sudden change. I interrogated her a lot why she was behaving like this and finally to my utter shock she revealed she was in love with me....and she can't stay without me!
I thought she was actually kidding as she used to do like this, but when she again confirmed that this time it was true. I became shock, I couldn't move from my place. She said she used to avoid me because when she first saw me she started liking me and thought to control herself.....but now as we became such a good friend she knows I love her too. I became speechless, what I gonna say to her....Can she resist my No....because I never loved her...I always thought her like my good friend. Moreover I always believed there is a girl made for me and my heart was saying again and again it was not her. At last when I declared to her my true feeling....she couldn't take it anymore and broke down. I tried to console her saying there is surely anyone good for her...But listening no word of me she ran down to the road downstairs. I also ran behind her to stop her but before I could say anything to her, a car hit her strongly and she breathed her last on my arm saying, 'She will always love me...and she will pray to god so that I can get my soul mate soon.' She went away...she went away....I couldn't stop her...
Prem broke down on the ground repeating the same words again and again soaked in rain, with his tears mingling with the rain. Heer was also crying hard hearing the story of Sanjana, the girl who loved Prem more than anything, but wanted him to be happy with his lady love. She came near Prem; sitting in her knees she placed her hand on Prem's shoulder. No sooner she found Prem wrapping her waist hiding his face on her chest, wiping like a small kid. Heer also wrapped her arms around his shoulder and hold him firmly in her chest. Heer heard Prem giving conclusion....He was not charged for the accident as the car which made accident of Sanjana was driven by a dunked college guy! When the news of Sanjana's death came to her dad he also passed away with the shock of loosing his only daughter. I was very depressed that time....we changed our home, seeing my condition dad indulged me to his business....and slowly with the passing time I forgot everything. But when the topic again raised after such a long time I became sacred to lose you....as I always loved you Heer, only you....That's why I didn't want to let you know about her. Heer was listening his words silently, her tears rolling down from her eyes to finding its way to Prem's face. Prem again said, 'Darta tha heer...Kahin mein tumhe kho na du....issiliye...' Heer tighten her grip to Prem's shoulder saying, 'Bass aur kuch maat kehna Prem....Bass mujhe aur kuch nahin sunna....Mujhe jo chahiye tha woh mere pass hai...Mere bohout kareeb....Aur Heer kya kabhi apne Ranje se dur ja sakti hai kabhi nahin....'
Hum Hain Iss Pal Yahan, Jaane Ho Kal Kahan
Hum Miley Na Miley, Hum Rahey Na Rahey
Rahegi Sadaa Yahan, Pyar Ki Ye Dastan
Sunenge Sadaa Jise,Yeh Zameen Asmaan....
Rang Dhal Jaate Hai, Din Badal Jaate Hai
Raatein So Jati Hai, Raahen Kho Jaati Hai
Pyar Khota Nahin, Pyar Sota Nahin
Pyar Dhalta Nahin, Haan Badalta Nahin....
Hum Hain Iss Pal Yahan, Jaane Ho Kal Kahan
Hum Miley Na Miley, Hum Rahey Na Rahey
Rahegi Sadaa Yahan, Pyar Ki Ye Dastan
Sunenge Sadaa Jise,Yeh Zameen Asmaan....
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Raisa