RishBala SS: Forgotten - Part 7 - Page 19 -The End - Page 9

lovely start...perfect background to make madhu a heroine...

So sorry about the late update, but I had to edit it since I've decided to extend the SS a bit. Originally I was going to end it with this part. I had to change it up when I decided to extend it. Anyways, enjoy!

Forgotten

Part Five

Three weeks.

That's how many weeks had passed since we began filming this film.

He had changed. Instead of trying to make me quit, he began distancing himself from me. He blamed me for his 'current symptoms'. Saying I was the cause for his headaches.

I wasn't going to deny it, because it was true.

But with his distancing himself, it became harder for me to help his memory.

Enough was enough though. I couldn't handle it anymore; working with him everyday, knowing he was mine, but not being able to do anything about it. So I took it upon myself to change that. It was about time I told him the truth. In my own way.

I waited and waited and waited. It had been an hour since shooting had begun but RK was nowhere to be found. Eventually I saw Bittuji running into the studio. I rushed towards him.

"Where is he?"

"Bhabhiji, he refuses to come to work."

"How can he do that?! Why? Today was the day I was going to fix everything!"

"He thinks you did kaala jaadoo on him."

"Black magic? Me? Is he kidding?"

"Chief's being stubborn.

"RK's never going to change. But neither am I. I'm coming with you. We're going to RK mansion."

"But…"

"Now Bittuji."

"Okay Bhabhiji."

"Wait. I'm going to need a favour before we go there though."

He nodded his head as I proceeded to tell him what I had planned.

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How long had it been since I had entered the RK mansion? My home.

It felt like centuries, though nothing had changed.

I slowly walked into my home, when I heard Bittuji speak up.

"Chief's in his room. No one is at home. Radhaji has taken Dipali and Sikander to the mandir."

"Thank you Bittuji."

"Anything for you Bhabhiji. Good luck. I'll be outside if you need anything."

I watched as he left the building. Then with a deep breath, I walked up the stairs and towards the room that once belonged to both RK and I.

I dressed as I used to. In my same old anarkali suits I had worn when I was married to RK. I carried a tray full of RK's favourite food, including burnt ghobi. And I had my hair down in the same way as it used to be. Sindoor on and mangulsutra on. In my dupatta I also had tied a photo of RK and I's wedding if I had no other option left.

I didn't bother knocking on the door. I slowly turned the handle and entered the room. I couldn't see RK anywhere.

I continued to walk into the room when I heard the bathroom door open. I hid behind the closest wall and watched RK take a seat on the couch.

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"RK! Tum bhi na. How many times have I told you to eat your lunch on time?"

I walked towards RK whose frozen expression was stuck on me.

I took a seat beside him and took a spoonful of the food. I held it up in front of him and looked him in the eyes.

"Imagine me as Mr. India. You can't see anything but this spoon."

And with that I stuffed the spoonful of food in his mouth. It managed to bring him out of his trance. He quickly stood up and stepped away from me.

"What are you doing here?! SECURITY!"

"RK, no one's here. It's just you and I."

"No. LEAVE. Why do you keep following me?!"

It wasn't working.

I sighed and placed the tray on the table in front of me. I began playing with my hands in my lap as I felt his gaze on me.

"You remember nothing."

"Remember? What do you mean? Get OUT!"

I looked up at him and decided to stand. I walked towards him as he balked into the wall behind him.

"Close your eyes RK."

"No, what. LEAV…"

"NOW!"

I put my hands over his eyes and slowly brought my face closer to his. My lips neared his ear and I began to whisper the lines he had said to me the day he confessed his true love.

"Iss dil se darta tha. Isse daar se darta tha. Ki kahein tumhare samne main kambta hua karra na ho jao. Par ab…koi daar nahi, koi ego nahi, koi sharm nahi, koi ankar nahi, kuch bhi nahi…ab sirf aur sif pyaar tumse. Aur aaj, aaj phir ek bar is pyaar ko tum tak pochaana chatha hoon. I…love you. Jaan ho tum mere…zindagi ho tum mere…jeeti hoon, jab tum samne hote ho."

I slowly pulled away, removing my eyes from his eyes as I realized his tensed body had calmed.

I stared at him as he kept his eyes closed for a minute.

When he slowly began to open his eyes, I stood frozen, waiting for the moment of truth.

His eyes stared into mine and then I felt a hand on mine. He brought my hand up in front of the both of us as he stared down at both our hands interlocked.

"M…Madh…what are you doing?!"

He suddenly pushed me away. I lost my balance with my leg hitting the table. I watched him reach out for me and I instinctively grabbed his hand.

I went flying down onto the couch as RK fell on top of me. I closed my eyes for impact but as soon as I felt his comfortable, familiar weight on top of me, my eyes shot open.

He was staring right down at me. Almost as though he were admiring my face…little did he know that my heart was breaking on the inside.

He didn't remember…

I watched his eyes move down towards my lips and back up to my eyes again. Our noses nearly touched. Then in a soft voice, he spoke.

"What do you want from me Madhu…bala?"

I closed my eyes, not being able to bear the fact that he didn't remember anything. After a minute of thought, I re-opened my eyes.

"Come back to shooting for the film. I'm ready to sign the papers saying I'm leaving the film."

Me first 🥳...wow..loved the update. Thanks Pritt for deciding to extend it..it's going so well ..it truly hurts to see Madhu's failed attempts though. As an aside, I was thinking what if RK actually regains his memory here but plays along with Madhu just for the fun of it...and at the end reveals his wicked plan😆. However Do continue with what u have thought Pritt..I know that your write ups are always brilliant😳

Beautiful Update 😳

Originally posted by: PrittB

This is based off of a prediction by tinalovesvivian: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/madhubala-ek-ishq-ek-junoon/3675810/what-if-the-heroine-track-begins-like-this

Not sure how many parts it will be as of yet, but it won't be too long.

Index

Part 1 - Page 1

Part 2 - Page 4

Part 3 - Page 7

Part 4 - Page 12

Part 5 - Page 13

Forgotten

Part 1

Do you know how it feels to lose two years of your life? To not remember a minute...or a second of what happened?

Me either. But my husband does.

He forgot me. It was as though I never existed in his life.

It's been five years since I've seen him. Three of those years I spent locked behind bars for killing the individual behind all of this, Sultan.

Not a day has gone by where I haven't thought of RK...but knowing I'm not even on his mind, breaks my heart.

And as he lost the two most precious years of our lives, so did I...I lost the love of my life. I wasn't going to give up so easily though. No. I was going to win him back, even if it was the last thing I did.

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"Madhubala!"

I spun as I heard my name being called from afar. I looked around the crowd of faces surrounding me, not being able to find the one who had called for me. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Priya, my manager.

"You're getting late! You can sign autographs later."

I quickly signed a few more and then felt myself being pulled away from the screaming crowd. With a blowing kiss in their direction, I turned and kept up with my manager's pace.

"What's next?"

"You're meeting the director, producer, and your co-actor for your next movie."

"Time?"

"30 minutes."

It wasn't until I became famous that I knew how hard RK actually had it. Being a superstar isn't easy. With paparazzi, fans, your manager, and all your other coworkers around you...it's hard to even take a minute's break. I can barely catch my breath by the end of the day.

But I had to do this. It was the only way.

RK wouldn't even acknowledge my existence if I were a simple chawl girl. Last time it was due to hatred that our fates intertwined. This time, things were different. He had forgotten me, so I was no one of importance anymore.

I needed to be of his standards. I needed to be in his league to be near him and to win him over all over again.

I wasn't going to give up, not even if the entire world were against me.

So I spent two years out of jail making myself into a famous heroine. It took time, but with my background connected to RK's, someone eventually decided to give me a chance.

"Quickly!"

I sped up and jumped into my car. My manager proceeded to tell my driver where to go, while I wondered what my next project was.

I told myself I wasn't going to force myself into one of RK's movies; I was going to wait until he ended up in one of mine. I was going to wait until destiny brought us back together again. Two hit movies later; there I was sitting in the back of a seat, hoping to have RK in my next film.

I felt the car come to a stop. Not even a second had passed when suddenly my manager had opened my door.

I honestly didn't like the luxuries and 'benefits' of being a star. I enjoyed doing little things like opening my own door, by myself. But to be 'big', I had to play the part.

I rushed into the studio with only two minutes to spare. When I found myself standing amongst a bunch of familiar faces, I knew I was in the right place. The same directors and producers of my first film.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

"Not yet, your costar hasn't come yet. Anyways, it's great to see you again!"

My director, Karan, gave me a hug. Then in the middle of the hug, he spoke.

"Oh look who decided to show up!"

He pulled away and I saw all eyes staring behind me.

It was the moment of truth. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly turned as I heard his voice.

"Fashionably late my friends."

His voice.

I opened my eyes.

There he stood.

My husband.

You must be wondering how the director and producer didn't know about RK and I. But the story goes back to when I was in jail. Bittuji informed me of Dipali's blackmailing plans involving Radha, our ma. How if RK found out about me, it'd be the death of him. How Ma had already agreed to Dipali's plans and decided to stay quiet in fear of losing her son. It was then that I had Bittuji release the false news of my death before the news of my imprisonment was out in the open.

Now, I was simply a look-a-like of myself, using my own name.

He came to a stop in front of me, as I stood there, silent. All the feelings, which had been built up within me for the past five years, threatened to surface. I gulped. Holding back tears. It took everything I had not to run into the arms of my love.

He placed a hand out in front of me.

"You must be my leading lady."

I stood frozen. My eyes landed over his shoulder where I saw Bittuji running in. He was staring down at his phones.

I hadn't seen Bittuji in four years. I had told him it'd be best for him to no longer visit me, and so he listened.

As his eyes raised in my direction, he froze in his steps. I smiled, but shook my head slightly at the same time to tell him not to say a word. He nodded and continued in our direction.

"Earth to Madhubala?"

"Huh?"

I took a hold of RK's hand. The feel of his warm skin beneath my fingers made me feel at peace. Something I hadn't felt in five years.

I shook his hand slowly, while staring into his eyes. Eyes that had the same stare they did back before I had fallen in love with him. Eyes that were blank, empty...but full of many secrets at the same time. Eyes I swore to turn back into the eyes of my husband.

You must be wondering how I planned to do so. I knew it wasn't going to be easy. But I wasn't going to give up either.

It was time to relive the past. My way.

Just saw this one now, Pritt.😃 Superb.👏
Love it.⭐️ Going to read through the next chapters right away to catch up fast.😆😳

wow wow fantastic but I can't bare this rishbala duriya

awesome update pritto..

Wonderful update..