~*~Prida Romantic Scene Thread~*~ - Page 59

**Writing by Achumen**

FICTION 4

Written as a part of Prida scene contest

[Prelude : Prithvi and Damini agree to get married. The engagement is a month away, one fine day during the month.]

Prithvi walked into Gujral mansion and looked at his watch. Half past eight, he was never late. Another lesson his father taught him even when young, the value of time. He saw her on the walkway, leaning against the car going through some files. Damini Gujral, the MD of Gujral enterprises – his fianc he thought.

She saw him as he entered the gate, head held high, long strides, looking at his watch and the smile on his lips. Prithvi Saxena, hmmm ...she thought... her knight.

He walked up to her ''Good Morning', they both said together. Talking at the same time had become second nature these days.

'Prithvi, mein tumhara hi wait kar rahi thi. Today is long day, ek customer delegation aaye hue hai and kafi saare meetings bhi. Shayad mujhe shaam der ho jaye, Sochi tumse milkar jau.'

She tilted her head and added 'Mera din acha jayega'. He smiled. Was waiting only for that smile Prithvi, she said to herself.

'Bye for now'. She said out aloud.

He opened the door of the car for her to get in and said 'Take care , will wait for you.'

She drove off and he stood there, hands folded on his chest, for a long time. Where was she all these days, he thought to himself. Why did he have to meet her in such circumstances? Why did she have to be Ila Gujral's daughter? Why did he have to fall for her ?

The day was long and by the time he slumped into the chair at the security room it was well past evening. Apart from a few messages from Damini, he had not heard from her. He decided to meet her before he called it a day.

He knocked at her door, getting no response he slowly pushed the door open. The room was dark except for a small lamp near the bedside. He saw her slumped on the sofa, feet curled up, face resting on her hands – lost to the world, asleep. She looked tired, but beautiful, her face radiated the glow of love. She was in love with him and he knew that. The smile on her lips said that. He stood there looking at her for a while, reached out to brush strands of hair off her face, but decided against it. Instead he got the covers from the bed carefully putting them on her – making sure not to wake her up, before whispering 'Good night, Damnee'.

He closed the door behind him and felt disappointed. He had wanted to be with her for a while talk to her ... just hold her.

He made sure he left the keys at the right place and was out on the pathway walking towards the gate when something made him look up to her window. He saw her, standing by the window looking down at him. He just had to look at her to feel on the top of the world, she just had to tilt her head and smile at him to make him feel like a King. When she was around the world faded away and it was just him and his princess. And now she was going to be his wife, he thought. The happiness scared him at times.

He wanted to go back and take her in his arms. He just wanted to sit with her and talk to her, wanted to share all his worries and troubles with her. He wanted her to know how much he loved her, what she had come to mean to him in these few months. But he just stood there, hand on his hips looking up to the window.

Quite sensing that he was missing her, she smiled and waved. Then something struck her and she let her dupatta fly away from the window. He didn't quite comprehend what was happening initially, then, he knew, she did it on purpose. He made sure that he got her dupatta – remembering how angry she was the last time. He folded the dupatta, pushed it in his pocket this time, smiled at her and walked away.

Prithvi Saxena fell to the floor as his knees gave away, a dull thud sounding through the room as bone met wood. He closed his eyes as the past flashed before his eyes...

They had gone for their evening walk laughing and chattering as they shared with each other the days events, they had stopped at the end of a road to get some ice cream when he had reached for his wallet he realized that it was missing as he had scanned the area for any sign of it he saw it lying across the road.. It must have fallen out of my pocket while we were crossing the road he thought making a mental note to be more careful in the future. "Damini I dropped my wallet while we were crossing you stay put right here while I get it" he said "okay... Hurry back" she replied giving him a swift kiss on the cheek...

He opened his eyes and touched the spot where her lips had made contact with his skin… It seemed like a million years had passed since the occurrence of that one moment. He drew in a ragged breath and slammed his fist against the ground, his fingers ached but he barely noticed... a lone tear made its way down his face...

He hummed as he crossed the road at leisure chuckling a little at his own behavior… the things a man does when he's in love he thought shaking his head a little. Suddenly there was a screeching of tires and he heard a shout at the very same instant "prithvi look out!" Damini shouted he turned sideways to find a truck making its way toward him, before he could react a pair of soft hands grabbed him and pushed him away and he fell to the ground. The truck had missed him but it had hit something much more precious, much more important. He got up ignoring the pain in his arm as he saw his wife lying on the road, broken and shattered like waxwork a pile of blood slowly gathering around her. He rushed towards her blindly and kneeled down beside her. With great care he lifted her head and placed it in his lap. He slapped her face lightly "Damini..? Damini wake up Damini..." He said to her tenderness lining his tone as he wiped away the blood on her face with trembling fingers "damini... Wake up its me Prithvi.. Your Prithvi... Wake up..." He whispered gently shaking her but there was no response. He bent down and kissed her forehead and a tear fell on her it. "Please… Please wake up... Please…" He whispered in agony. "Prithvi..." Damini murmured weakly as her eyes fluttered open. He lifted his face at once to look at his wife to find her smiling up at him. I knew you would come... I knew you wouldn't leave me he said returning the smile "come on we have got to get you to the hospital." He said as he tried to lift her up in his arms. Slowly Damini reached out and touched his face her fingers shaking due the effort. "No… Stay with me..." She breathed. He reached out and grasped her fingers pulling them towards his lips "I'm with you sweetheart... And I will be till the end… But first we have got to get you to a hospital." He said to her. "Sshh... I don't want to go Prithvi... Just stay with me here..." She whispered

"Please..?" She murmured as he made another attempt to lift her up. Slowly he nodded, kissing her fingers again. She pulled his face slowly towards hers and their foreheads met their tears mixing, combining and uniting reflecting the union of their souls, their hearts. She pulled his face downward and kissed him on the forehead "I love you Prithvi... No matter what happens I will be there... And we will be together..." She murmured then she kissed him on the lips softly "I love you." she breathed. He pressed his lips against her gently returning the kiss "I love you too damini..." He whispered his breath fanning across her mouth; she smiled and took his face in her hands caressing it all the while looking into his eyes her love for him reflecting in them. Then she pushed him back a little so she that could see his face. A smile formed on her lips, her eyes fluttered close and she collapsed. Prithvi simply stared as her weight pressed to the ground, he stroked her forehead softly "That's right sweetheart you are tired aren't you but don't go to sleep just yet we have to go home Na and you still have your favorite ice cream to finish. its vanilla with a sprinkling of chocolate chips.. Just the way you like it. Now be a good girl and wake up..." He said addressing her all the while stroking her forehead. A car horn sounded startling him bringing him back to Earth. He stared at the crumpled figure of Damini Saxena, his wife. And reality hit him. That Damini was not going to wake up. That she was gone. That never again would those hands touch him, never again would those eyes open and never again would those lips smile at him kiss him... "No! No! You can't! You can't go! You can't leave me like this! You said that we would be together! You promised!" He shouted shaking her roughly. "Wake up, wake up Damini! How dare you leave me! You can't leave me! You can't even live without me..! No..." He whispered fiercely as he gathered her up in his arms pressing her limp figure against him "How could I let this happen..! Why did you save me..? Why didn't you just let me die..! I promised that I would protect you... I'm sorry... I'm sorry for breaking my promise… I'm sorry... Itni naraz hogai mujhse..? I promise I wont do it again." he said shaking his head like a child asking for forgiveness as he caressed her face in his hands "I promise ill give you everything that you want.. Anything that you want. Just please come back. Please? For me..? For us..?" He whispered raggedly... But something inside him had already broken... The knife in his heart which was slowly digging in deeper and deeper... Making a hole in his heart, cutting it in pieces knew that she wasn't coming back… His heart knew that the one it used to beat for did not beat anymore... That life had seeped out of it like it had seeped out of its owner... Slowly he got up carrying her in his arms as walked like a blind man staggering every few steps his eyes still searching her face... For a sign... A sign of life... Of hope...