She opened her eyes......her head resting on his arm......she could hear his breaths......could feel his heart beats. The moment that she had always dreamt of was a reality now. She was his and he was her's. They were one now......Mr. and Mrs. Samrat Shergill. The best friends ......lovers......fiance's......were now together, for a lifetime......in every happiness n sorrow......in every smile n tear......in every success n failure......they were companions for life. The roller coaster ride of their lives ended and overcoming all the barriers of pain, grief, sadness...... they united on the day of their marriage. She closed her eyes for a while, to thank God for this beautiful morning in the arms of her hubby dearest. It was the time of her dreams fulfillment and she wanted to live and cherish every bit of it.
"Good morning, Chashmish......" And he rolled his arm to bring her closer to him.
He had seen her wake up and then lost in her dreams, so didn't interrupt earlier. But was she the one lost in her thoughts n dreams. He was also living every minute......every second of togetherness with her. At one point in time, all these moments seemed impossible to him. He never knew that finally all the scattered pieces of the jigsaw puzzles of his life will join and their picture will complete. But it was complete now......and he wanted to make every bit of this picture the most beautiful for the most beautiful girl in his life......his Chashmish......his wife.
"Tum jag rahey ho?!!" she asked and raised her head to look at him.
He tightened the grip of his arm and gave a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Subah subah tumhara beautiful face dekhney ke liye mujhey toh jagna hi tha, Chashmish. Yehi toh merey purey din ko beautiful banata hai......or issi pal ke intezar mein toh mein janey kub se tha......ke subah uthon toh sab se pehly tumhara chehra dekhun", he replied lovingly.
She was lost in his eyes for a minute......and so was he. Sleeping in each other's arms and waking up to see each other's face the first thing in the morning was their dream for years now.
To see the morning glow on her face was his only desire......and what a desire......it sure was enough to make each of his morning the most beautiful.
"Aisey kya dekhh rahey ho Samrat?!"
"Chashmish......asia sawal mut kero jis ka jawab detey detey pura din guzar jaye", he said while caressing her cheeks.
She thought for a second......and replied, "Samrat, ye toh tumhari bohat purani line hai", and smiled naughtily, while trying to loosen his grip.
He knew what Gunjan was talking about. After their first date in college, Samrat said the same thing to her.
"Apney husband ka mazaak udati ho?!! Buri baat, Chashmish" He grinned, and took Gunjan back in his tight grip. They were so close now that his words blew her loosely curled hair, leaving her heart skipping beats. His arm had captured her from back and his hand was tightly holding her waist.
She could hardly breathe now. Their faces were almost colliding and his closeness made everything else blurred in front of her eyes.
"Chodo Samrat......kya ker rahey ho?!" she blushed as she moved her body to get some space from him.
"Kya Chashmish......ek toh subah subah mujh se aisey sawal kerti ho......aur phir jab mein jawab deney ke koshish kerta hun, toh mujhey chodney ko kehti ho! Ab tumhein jawab nahin chahiye kya??!!" his voice was even more huskier now, as he almost whispered this into her ear.
Butterflies in her stomach started dancing......her pulse was totally abnormal and her heart beat was soooo audible.
She was already blushing and with each of his word and now she could sense some mischief going on in his mind. The color of her cheeks was getting every shade of pink......from light to dark.
Somehow she managed to gain control back on herself.
"Nahin......" She instantly responded and was successful in freeing herself from his arm. She got up from the bed and turned back to give a victory smile to him.
He scratched his head for the missed chance......"Chashmish......"
"Koi baat nahin......abhi toh tum bhaag gayi ho......per kab tak bacho gi. Ab toh mein tumhein jawab de ke hi rahun ga. Ye Samrat Shregill ka apni wife se promise hai!!!"
She got nervous for a while seeing his conviction... but managed to smile.
"Acha, Mr. Samrat Shergill. Ab apney mission ko hold pe lao aur uth jao. Bohat deir ho rahi hai!! Main breakfast le ke aati hun!!!". she gave him the getting up orders and turned towards the door to go out of the room.
Samrat knew what he had to do. He flew the blanket off and jumped towards Gunjan, getting hold of her hand.
This was so unexpected for her......her victory was very short-lived......and the next moment, she, unable to maintain balance, fell in his arms.
His hands were firmly holding her from falling as he was leaning on her. With all her force, she was holding his arm, while her other hand was on his shoulder. Time seized to exist for them. Eyes were speaking, and eyes were listening......heart beats had the narrative, and heart beats were reading......love was the talk......love was the feel......love was the emotions. Each other's touch and closeness was sending constant sizzles in their bodies. Silence was the language that was conveying every thought, feel and emotion.
"Chashmish......tum janana chahti thi na, ke mein tumharey face pe kya dekhta hun?!! Toh ab mera answer deney ka time a gya hai!!" He didn't move a bit, his eyes didn't leave her eyes even for a second and holding his wife in his arms, he was answering a long pending question.
Gunjan blinked her eyes and smiled......she sooo wanted to know the reason......the answer. She was so comfortable in his arms. It was the best place for her and she could spend her entire life there......in his arms......so close to him.
Samrat straightened himself up and brought Gunjan up with him as well. She was still in the gentle and firm grip of his arms around her waist. Their eyes were still absorbed in each other's......and their breaths were still mixing up due to their closeness.
"Chashmish......main world ki in sab se beautiful eyes ko dekhta hun, jo mujhey tumharey dil ki ek ek baat bata deti hein......jin mein mujhey merey liye sirf pyar nazar ata hai......jin mein sachai bolti hai......jin mein mujhey apni tasveer nazar ati hai......jin ki hassi, jin ke anso, sab merey liye hotey hein......" And he brought his face closer to her's. she closed her eyes and Samrat gently kissed her eyes one by one, sending a high voltage current throughout her body. His words had brought moisture in her beautiful eyes and that he gulped with the kisses.
She opened her eyes and gave her the most affectionate smile.
He brought his one hand to her face and softly brushing his fingers on her cheeks, he continued......"Mein tumharey in white cheeks ko dekhta hun, Chashmish......jo jab tum sharmati ho, toh roses ki terha pink ho jatey hein......jab tum meri fikr kerti ho, toh tumhari pareshani ka rang tumharey in cheeks pe a jata hai......aur jab tum mujh pe gussa hoti ho, toh yeh halkey se red ho jatey hein......" He smiled anticipating Gunjan's reaction to his comment about her being mad at him......but before she could respond, he left small kisses on her cheeks, making them blush like the roses he had just mentioned.
She was too numb to react to any of his words......all sorts of shivers and currents were emerging within her......and her only response to him was the lowering of her eyes for a second and a smile. She wanted to hear more....
He tucked her curled strand of hair that was slightly below her forehead and continued......"Aur ye raha, wo chota sa, cute sa, tumhara nose......jispey tumhara Chashma betha kerta tha......woh Chashma, jis ke peechey meri pyari si Chashmish duniya se chupa kerti thi, aur jis ke pechey se wo mujhey pyar se dekha kerti thi.....aur jo meri Chashmish ko sab se alag kerta tha" and he flicked her nose in his usual way. Her eyes widened on this, like they always did......and they both smiled.
Gunjan's heart pumped a strong beat. "What will Samrat say and do now?!", was her thought. After the strong beat......every beat was becoming more n more fast. His face was coming closer to her's and she feeling strange vibes within her. His hand......that was back on her waist......was on her cheek now and was slowly moving towards her lips, leaving the sensations pinch her from head to toe.
It wasn't just her, who was feeling these shivers and sensations. Samrat, also, was totally lost in her beautiful face and his touch on her face was giving him a pleasure he was longing for.
His voice had completely changed by now and it was coming out as husky whispers......His finger touched the edge of her lip......"Aur Chashmish......tumharey ye li-p-......" and he couldn't say further. He cupped her face and their faces were now very close to each other's. There was hardly any distance between them......he was lost in her......and she was flowing with the rhythm of his heart beats. She gulped down the knot in her throat......as her eyes were just focused on his face. Their lips were on the verge of touching each other's ......when she gave in, taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes. Just when his lips were about to brush her's ...... as usual, his phone rang.
The ring of the phone shook them as if they had heard some drums beat. A second before, they were soooo close......and now, they both were apart, with a jolt. They were now trying to normalize the awkwardness......and were sharing brief smiles......in an attempt to bring their heart beats to a normal pace. By the time, they were able to get their control back on themselves, the phone had stopped ringing.
Samrat......trying to bring things back to normalcy, said......"Chashmish, jab se hum miley hein, sub kuch badal gya hai......per ek cheez nahin badli"
Gunjan couldn't get what he was referring to......and she looked at him with her eyes asking what was that thing that hasn't changed.
"Humarey pyar ke kabab ki haddian......" and he grinned, though sounded a bit irritated with the phone.
"Duniya ko kya problem hai agar hum thoda sa pyar ker lein ge toh. Ab toh hum officially husband-wife hein......abhi bhi sab humarey romance ke dushman baney bethey hein"......Samrat was very pissed off......and maybe, rightly so. After all, this was a constant feature of their love story......an intruder in their privacy had to pop up everytime.
Gunjan blushed on his remark......and was shy to add something to it. To cover up for her shyness, she changed the topic itself......"Acha, yeh toh deko ke kiska phone tha!!"
Samrat picked up his cell and just then it started ringing again.
"Yeh toh Princi ka phone hai!!! I hope sab theek ho!!!" he was surprised to see Principal Saxena calling him. Gunjan's expressions also changed as she also wondered the same.
Samrat: "Hello, Sir".
Princi: "Hello, my boy. I hope main ne tumhein disturn nahin kya", in his usual tone.
Samrat: "Nahin, Sir......bilkul nahin. Per sub theek toh hai na??!! Ap ka yun phone......"
Princi: "Yes, Samrat......sub theek hai. Actually tumhein invite kerna tha"
Samrat: "Invite......" (he was a bit confused as to why this invitation).
Gunjan also got confused on the mention of this invitation......she looked at Samrat and signaled with her hand, "what invitation?" He nodded his head in a no, because he himself didn't know why Princi was inviting him. He switched the loudspeaker on, so that Gunjan can also hear the convo.
Princi: "Wo kya hai, Samrat......tum Excel ke na sirf student rahey ho, bulkey yahan ke Ex-Trustee bhi ho. Tum ne is Institution ke liye bohat kuch kiya hai. Aur ab tumhari shaadi ke baad, hum ne tumharey aur Gunjan ke honor mein ek get together plan ki hai. Sorry, bohat short notice pe main tumhein inform ker raha hun......lekin tum toh jantey ho na ke kal se Excel mein holidays start ho rahi hein......aur holidays ke baad tum loag yahan se Pune shift ho jao ge. Is liye aj shaam 7 o' clock, agar tumhein convenient ho toh, hum tumhari wedding, cum farewell party hum ne organize ki hai. Saath hi saath Mayank ki bhi farewell party ho jayegi. Agar tum aur Gunjan ki koi aur commitment nahin hai toh phir hum Mayank, Nupur, Dia, Benji aur Uday ko bhi call ker detey hein. Ab toh tum sub hi Excel se ja rahey ho"
Samrat got very emotional hearing this. Excel had always been the most special place for him and he was very much attached to it. Same was Gunjan's condition. Going away from Excel was very difficult for them......"a farewell party......for us"......they both were thinking!!!
Before Princi could complete his sentence......Samrat interrupted.."Hum zaroor ayein ge, Sir......".
And Princi and Samrat, both hung up the phone after a brief "bye".
Gunjan could see pain in Samrat's eyes. He went quiet after Princi's phone. Even his smile to his Chashmish wasn't convincing at all for her. Gunjan knew how emotionally attached Samrat was to Excel. Of all their gang, he was the most closest to Excel. It was like home to him......maybe even more than home. Be it his student life......and especially, after the accident......when everyone left him, Excel was the place that kept Samrat composed......otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to survive. Gunjan's own sadness faded away on seeing Samrat like this.
Samrat didn't want to look into Gunjan's eyes, because he knew she would read his feelings. So, he walked up to the window, and with folded arms, he stared out of the window.
Gunjan kept the blanket that she was folding, on the bed and walked up to Samrat. She stood there for a while, trying to muster up some courage......or maybe......trying to control her own feelings......because, going away from Excel was very sentimental and difficult.
She took the few remaining steps towards him and hugged him from the back......with her hands tightly holding his folded arms. Her hug shook Samrat, and brought him back from his thoughts with a jolt. He wondered what happened to Gunjan that she came and hugged him.
"Chashmish......tum"
"Please, Samrat, main janti hun tum kaisa feel her rahey ho, per tum aisey dukhi mut ho, Samrat." Before he could say anything further......Gunjan spoke in the most softest and concerned tone.
Samrat closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath, thanking God for bringing his Chashmish in his life.
"Chashmish......main dukhi nahin hun......"
Again Gunjan interrupted..
"Mujh se apni feeling chupao gey, Samrat......apni Chashmish se chupao gey??!!"
Samrat had no answer to this, and the grip of his folded hands loosened beneath her hands.
Gunjan could not see his face, as she was hugging him from the back, but she felt his weakened grip. Thus, she herself tightly clutched his hands......resting her head on the back of his shoulder and this tightened grip of her's imprisoned him in her arms.
"Tum chahey mujhey mut batao, per kya main janti nahin hun ke tum is waqt kaisa feel ker rahey ho??!! Excel tumhari zindagi ka sub se khoobsorat hissa hai......aur us jagah se dur jana tumharey liye kitna mushkil hai, ye mein achi tarha janti hun, Samrat. Us college se humari zindagi judi hui hai......humari yaadein judi hui hein......aur aj us jagah ko chodney ka khyal ata hai, toh aisa lag raha hai, jaise hum apni zindagi ka ek hissa pechey chod ke ja rahey hon. Lekin, Samrat......hum apni saari life wahein toh nahin guzar saktey na??!! Humein agey badhna ho ga!!! Lekin phir bhi......ye kitna mushkil hai na, Samrat??!! " Her voice was breaking up and tears were gathering in her eyes.
Samrat was also finding it very difficult to keep the moisture within his eyes. Gunjan's words were hitting his heart......and he knew that leaving Excel wasn't just difficult for him......but for her also, it was a very emotional decision.
Samrat managed to take Gunjan's grip off his hands and took them in his control. He gently rubbed her hands and on noticing that Gunjan has gone quiet......he held her arms and brought her forward.
"Chashmish......tum ro rahi ho?!"
He saw her sad face and wet eyes, and all his concern for leaving Excel vanished.
Wiping the traces of a few tears that had escaped her eyes......"Hey, Chashmish......dekho, main bilkul theek hun. Main bhalla kyon dukhi hunga", and he cupped her face. "Chalo ab jaldi se mujhey ek smile do......tum bhi na, Chashmish'."
Gunjan knew that Samrat was hiding his feelings from her, and so, she also did the same......and gave a smile to him.
"That's like my, Chashmish. Aisey rotey hein bhalla??!! Hum chahey Excel se dur ja rahey hon, per wo humarey liye special rahey ga. Aur jaisey abhi tum ne kaha......humein life mein agey badhna hoga, Chashmish......"
She was relieved to hear that Samrat got her point and agreed to it too. Her smile was now more convincing, as she took his hands that were cupping her face, in her hands.
"Haan, Samrat......Hum us college ko hamesha yaad ker ke muskuraein gey. Waisey bhi life itni tezi se chal rahi hai, aur humein bhi time ke saath his chalna ho ga......"
"Theek kaha, Chashmish......per mujhey is tez life se darr lagta hai. Humari shaadi ko ek week guzar bhi gya hai......per lagta aisey hai jaisey abhi kal ki hi baat ho. Chashmish......mein apni life ka her din, her minute, her second tumharey liye special banana chahta hun......is bhagtey huey waqt se dar lagta hai. Ye time ahista, ahista nahin chal sakta kya......takey hum apney her moment ko enjoy ker sakein?"
"Time toh apni speed se chalta hi hai, Samrat......aur acha hai ke chalta hi rahey. Jahan tuk meri life ko special bananey ki baat hai......toh, jab tum merey saath ho, toh meri life automatically beautiful ho jati hai. Ye ek week jis ki tum baat ker rahey ho......ye meri life ke sub se khoobsurat din they. Time ne humarey saath bohat khel liya, Samrat. Per ab hum apni life ke her moment ko khul ke jiyein ge......aur jab tum merey saath ho, aur main tumharey saath hun, toh phir derney ki toh koi baat hi nahin hai"......she said, with a smile and by gently pressing his hand.
He looked at her lovingly and proudly, and his smile was saying......"ye hai meri Chashmish"
"I love you, Chashmish. Please, hamesha yunhi mera saath dena, merey saath rehna. Mein ek lamha bhi tumharey baghair nahin ji sakta"
"Main bhi, Samrat. Main bhi tum se bohat pyar kerti hun. Hum hamesha saath rahien ge......her khushi mein......her sukh mein......her gham mein......her dukh mein"
They both smiled and hugged each other. They were so relieved now. After all, like always, they had opened their hearts out and were feeling so light now. This was the beauty of their relationship......no matter how big a problem was......they could just talk it over......and everything fell into place. The hug comforted them even more. When they both were together......there was no room for any sadness. They both were feeling the warmth of their embrace, when his phone rang......AGAIN a haddi!!!
They broke the hug......and smiled, rather, laughed on hearing the bell. It was a permanent intruder in their romance now!!!
Samrat picked up the phone, "Haan Mayank, bolo......lekin pehley mujhey ek baat batao......tumhein abhi phone kerna zaroori tha?!"
Mayank didn't understand what Samrat was saying. "Kya......", he asked.
Gunjan hit Samrat lightly on his chest, when he asked Mayank that question......so, Samrat......like a good and obedient husband......changed the topic.
"Kuch nahin......"
Mayank interrupted......"Kheir......chodo!! Mujhey yeh batao tumehin Principal Saxena ka phone aya tha kya?"
"Haan, aya tha, kyon?!"......Samrat replied and asked.
"Unka mujhey bhi phone aya tha. Unhone ne mujhey aur Nupur ko......aur Benji, Dia aur Uday ko bhi invite kiya hai. Wo keh rahey they ke tum ne unhein aj ke liye confirm ker dia hai......afterall, tum aur Gunjan is get together ke Chief Guest ho, Mr. Ex-Trustee"
Samrat laughed at this, "So, tum dono ka kya plan hai......aur baki teenon ka bhi?!" Samrat asked Mayank.
"Yaar......Dia, Benji aur Uday toh ja rahey hein......per humara......"
"Tumhara kya?!" Samrat interrupted him.
"Actually, Nupur ne pichley dinon bohat exert kiya hai......aur us ki kuch tabiat theek nahin hai......over stressed hai wo kafi. Toh isliye, us ka jana mushkil ho jaye ga. Aur mein ussey akela nahin chod sakta......toh is liye mera bhi......"
"Lekin Mayank......ye tumhari bhi farewell party hai. Agar tum nahin aao ge toh sub ko bohat bura lagey ga"
"Haan, Nupur bhi mujhey yehi keh rahi hai. Chalo, mein Nupur se baat kerta hun. Kisi terha thodi deir ke liye apni neighbor wali aunty ko Nupur ke paas chod ke a jaonga!"......Mayank sounded worried......but he knew that he should go, even if for some time.
Samrat told Gunjan about his and Mayank's convo and that Nupur won't be able to come for the party as she needs rest. Gunjan was quite worried for her after hearing this......but Samrat managed to comfort her.
They both then went to the dining room for breakfast and then proceeded with the routine activities......and were eagerly looking forward to the evening.
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In the evening:
It was almost the time to leave for Excel. Samrat and Gunjan, both were getting ready and were really excited about meeting everyone and going to that place, which had given them so much, had given them each other.
Samrat got ready a bit earlier and he was on the phone with his friend who lived in Pune. He was asking about the job prospects and other relevant stuff......for both......himself as well as for Gunjan. Gunjan was also, almost ready and was still in their room.
Samrat's call ended and he went towards his room to ask Gunjan how long she was going to take. He opened the door of his room and saw Gunjan in the mirror and just froze in his place Gunjan was closing the hook of her necklace, standing by her dressing table.
Not just froze....Samrat was surely was dead on seeing his wife dressed up in a chiffon sari. Her light pink sari, with the same color blouse (shade between baby and tea pink) wasn't heavy at all. It was delicately outlined by the embroidery on a velvet border, of a darker shade of the same color, and the mega sleeves of her blouse were of embroided velvet, coordinating with the border of the sari. The embroidery was mainly of thread, and was complimented with sequins in sliver and white pearly beads. Her pink lip gloss was perfectly matching with her sari and she had very subtly given a tinge of silver shadow on her eyes, with liner and mascara completing her look. Small ear rings of pearls and rubies were twinkling in her ears and her matching necklace had a ruby hanging from a white gold crown that was set in a string of pearls.
She clipped her curled hair in a half pony, with a strand falling on her forehead. Her cheeks turned more pink on seeing Samrat through the mirror and her arms that were reaching to the back of her neck for locking the necklace froze on his sight.
Though they hadn't coordinated......but by a mere coincidence, their colors matched. Samrat was wearing a light pink shirt, black pants with a black velvet coat. His hair were neatly gelled back......and the black and pink combination was looking perfect on him. Gunjan's heart beat took a long jump on seeing his man looking ultra handsome.
Samrat started walking towards her......but his eyes didn't leave her reflection in the mirror. She was blushing, smiling and was a bit conscious too......for obvious reasons.
He was now very close to her......his eyes not leaving her......and her eyes looking into and shying away from his eyes. He stood behind her, completely lost in her looks and his hands reached out to the back of her neck to the lock of her necklace. The touch of his fingers on her neck and rubbing her hands, passed the highest frequency of current within her. Her heart beats raced and she closed her eyes for a second to feel and absorb his touch, and her arms made a free fall back into their place. Time came at a stand still for a few moments. The room was filled with the fragrance of their perfumes, as their eyes were locked in each other's.
His fingers touching her neck was raising her pulses and she shyed away. The eye-lock broke and Samrat, very gently, closed the hook of her necklace and looked back in the mirror.
"Gorgeous"......was the word that fell from his mouth.
The complimented further made her blush, as she looked down.
"Samrat......main theek lag rahi hun na??! Bohat over toh nahin lag rahi??!! Mera khyal hai mujhey sari change ker ke koi shalwar suit pehen lena chahiye. College jana hai, aur main aisey tayyar ho ke......" She didn't take even a breath in between.
Samrat held her by her shoulders and slowly turned her around.
He was too numb to say anything, as they now were facing each other......and that too sooo close.
"Bolo na, Samrat!"
"Main toh gya, Chashmish......Mar gya, Samrat!!! Tum se zyada beautiful is puri duniya mein koi nahin ho sakta. Aur main duniya mein sub se lucky hun kyonke ye gorgeous fairy sirf meri hai......sirf meri"
His emotions, love, pride......everything was at its peak.
Gunjan blushed at his words and buried herself in his arms.
Samrat smiled as he patted her head slightly.
"Chalien, Mrs. Samrat Shergill?!" he asked, as they broke the brief and comforting hug......and gave her his arm.
She nodded and immediately wrapped her hand around his arm. Smiled were shared.
"Ek second, Chashmish......" He stopped just when they started to go out of their room.
Gunjan got confused......and was about to ask him the reason, when she saw his hand coming towards her face. She got more puzzled.
His hand moved towards her face......at the level of her nose......eyes......forehead......and went up to her hair and gently he opened the clip holding her hair in the half pony.
Her hair freed from the grip of the clip and fell in a perfect position on both the sides, with the center parting emerging.
He smiled at her. The feeling of him noticing every tiny thing about her made her smile back lovingly.
He wrapped his arm around her waist as they both left for Excel.
A group of students organizing the party came running in "wo dono a gaye"!!!
Samrat and Gunjan had arrived and everyone went towards the reception area. They all welcomed them and after the plasantries......hi's......hello's......hi5's......hugs......handshakes......everyone came inside.
Every eye was on the couple as they saw them glowing and blushing on every comment now n then. Everyone complimented them for looking as the most beautiful couple. Everyone was praising Gunjan as she was looking extremely gorgeous in a sari. Princi was not leaving any chance of pulling their legs. Shukla Sir was also in his usual funny mood and was cracking them up. The five friends were enjoying every bit of the time they were spending at Excel ' the place that was always so special for them.
The party was going on in full swing when all of a sudden the lights were turned off (the glows of the candle were twinkling in the room) and the microphone was switched on. A familiar sound was on it......"can I have your attention, please?!"
Everyone looked in that direction. A large screen was set there and two students were standing in front of it.
"Ash......Rohan......" Samrat, Gunjan and Mayank were shocked to see them standing there. It was more of a pleasant surprise for them......as smiles captured their faces.
Ash and Rohan gave a brief nod, saying hi, to their favorite teachers and then got on with their work.
Rohan: "Good evening everyone!! We hope that you are enjoying this party. It is a very emotional day for all of us, as we are bidding farewell to our most beloved teachers and especially to our favorite Trustee. Sir......Ma'm......we all are going to miss you. Thank you for all that you have done for this college as well as for us.
Ash: "Is se pehley Rohan ki speech aur lambi ho......main apko ye batan chahungi ke hum dono yahan pe kya ker rahey hein. Jaisa ke ap sub jantey hein, Sir Samrat, Ma'm Gunjan aur Sir Mayank, na sirf Excel ki faculty members hein, bulkey wo yahan ke best aur most popular students bhi reh chukey hein. Unka is College se bohat purana rishta hai......bohat si yaadein hein......yaadein, un haseen palon ki jo inhon ne yahan guzarey hein......apney teachers ke saath......apney doston ke saath, jin mein se teen aj humarey saath hein, Uday, Dia Ma'm and Benji......aur yaadein un plaon ki bhi jo unhon ne humarey, yani apney students ke saath guzarey hein".
Rohan: "Bilkul sahi kaha Ash tum ney. So, friends......hum ne ye socha ke kyon na hum un haseen yaadon ko apsabkey saamney le ke ayein. In doston ka safar ap sub ko dikhaein......Mr. and Mrs. Samrat Shergill ka safar apko dikhaien......taakey ye sub in palon ko dobara ji sakein. Kyon Sir......dekhna chahein ge??!!" (Rohan asked Samrat)
Samrat, Gunjan and Mayank said "yes" almost simultaneously, as they were dying to see it.
Rohan and Ash went off the small stage and the video started playing on the screen.
It started with an intro slide. After that, the date of the Talent Parade was shown followed by highlights of Mayank's and Nupur's performance were shown......followed by Gunjan's "yeh zindagi" song with Samrat on the guitar, by her side. Mayank got teary eyed as he was missing Nupur there. And Samrat and Gunjan looked at each other......with their eyes shining on seeing the initial days of their friendship. "Chashmish......main toh dar hi gya tha ke tum stage pe nahin ayi toh", he almost whispered in Gunjan's ears. "Samrat......mujhey toh stage pe ana hi tha......apney liye nahin, bulkey apney us friend ke liye jis ne mujhey us Talent Parade tak phanchaya tha", she replied in an equally low voice......so that no one else gets disturbed by their talk.
Then a slide show started, which had pictures of the gang busy in various activities'and on various occasions. Dia cheering for Sam and the BB team......Sam, Uday and Benji playing BB......Mayank-Nupur winning the academic meet.......Gunjan winning the RJ hunt......a few holi pics......some random class room and cafeteria pics. All six of them got extremely emotional while watching them......and with every picture they discussed its background. All the memories were back and they had huge smiles on their faces seeing them again.
Then came another date......the date of the Valentine Night. Mayank and Nupur were not at Excel......so it was just about Samrat and Gunjan. They both looking amazing......the compatibility game......winning every round......eating maximum green chilies......mixed expressions on their faces, some awkwardness, some closeness......and then, their faces glowing as they danced to "khuda jaaney......". Seeing their first dance together, they both were enthralled and they clutched their hands tightly. "Chashmish......ye din meri life ka sub se beautiful din tha. Us din mujhey meri best friend waspis mil gayi thi. Meri life mein wapis aney ke liye thank you", and Samrat smiled at her. "Samrat, sirf tumhara hi nahin......ye meri life ka bhi sub se special din tha. Us din tumhein wapis pa ker, main ne apney apko wapis pa liya tha. Aur sach pocho tho, us dance ke baad, end mein, jab tum ne......ye......yahan (pointing to the end scene) merey shoulder pe apna haath rakha tha......toh mujh mein ek ajeeb si feeling uthi thi. Shayad yahein se hi humari dosti ke safar key saath saath, merey dil mein tum best friends se kuch zyada bun rahey the"......Gunjan pressed his hand softly while saying this......and his eyes shone as he smiled at her lovingly.
The next event shown was the annual play. Glimpses of Mayank's and Nupur's performance was shown. And then, Samrat and Sheena's part was played. "Lo, Samrat......tumhari ek aur girlfriend a gayi"......Gunjan teased Samrat. He enjoyed Gunjan's remarks on seeing Sheena......and in response left a teaser for her also.."Ah!! Chashmish......kya yaad kera dia......Sheenaaa......jis ne tha chain mera cheenaaa", and gave a look as if he was lost in Sheena's thoughts. "Samrat!!"......Gunjan stared at him. He loved her stare and smiled ......"mazak ker raha hun, Chashmish, Mein to tub bhi shayad tum hi se pyar kerta tha......per kabhi is khyal ko bhi apney mind mein nahin aney de sakta tha. Sheena ne merey dil-o-dimagh ki batti jala di, werna mein toh pura dhakkan hi tha".
The next clip and they were smiling again. It was the BB match, in which Adhiraj was made the captain of the team. "Yaad hai Samrat......tum kitna gussa the jab Adhiraj ko team ka captain bana dia tha?! Tumhara gussa bhi na......Per main tumhein hamesha kehti thi ke Adhiraj acha insaan hai". Samrat replied......"wo toh hai, Chasmish......per tum toh merey gussey ko janti ho na. Aur tum kabhi koi baat ghalat kerti ho bhalla??!! Main hi hamesha samjhney mein deir ker deta hu....". And he suddenly stopped. Gunjan couldn't get why he didn't continue further. Samrat's expressions changed and he was just staring at the screen. "Kya dekh rahey ho, Samrat'kya hua?!" she asked him. "Wo dekho, Chashmish......Suhaani tumharey saath bethi hui humara match dekh rahi hai" Gunjan knew that Samrat missed Suhaani a lot. She took his hand in her's and tried to cheer him up......"main bhi Suhaani ko bohat miss kerti hun. Hum us sey phone pe toh baat ker saktey hein na......toh tum dukhi kyon ho rahey ho?!" Samrat looked in Gunjan's eyes and conveyed a thanks for understanding him so well and for always supporting him. "Ye dekho zara......Excel ka basketball champ sub ke samney flying kisses bhej raha hai", Gunjan saw the clip and grabbed the opportunity to lift Samrat's mood. Samrat also saw that and smiled......"of course, Chashmish!! Jab Excel ke basketball champ ki girlfreind uski strength thi......toh match jeet ker ussey ek flying kiss toh deni hi thi na!" And Gunjan blsuhed hearing this. A few clips of the party organized for Excel's victory were shown and Samrat teased Gunjan on how she was drunk in the party.
The next date was of the valentine's night in which Samrat-Gunjan were dressed up as Raj Kapoor-Nargis. For them, this was the most terrible night. She was dreaming of spending her lifetime with him......but his "no", not only left her in tears, broke her heart......but also almost took away her life. Watching the video again made them numb. The mere thought of that night shivered them yet again as they both thanked God for making that time pass like a nightmare, as anything could have happened. They couldn't speak a word about it......but he wrapped his arm around her, and she was relieved of the numbness. After all those things, they were together now and thus, everything had become a memory of the past...some pleasant...and some, uupleasant.
Some random pictures were then shown again, and they all remembered how and when that all happened.
Rohan and Ash came back in the front and said that this was the journey of the friends. Now, they will move on to the second phase of Samrat and his gang's story and this starts with Samrat being the Trustee of Excel.
The initial clips had Samrat......all serious......a strict disciplinarian......very focused, mature, angry......in short......completely transformed from what he was. On seeing these clips, Gunjan's heart skipped a beat or two. She could see the pain in Samrat's eyes......she could see how devastated he was......she could see that how changed her Samrat was. Her eyes were getting moist......on watching him like that......completely opposite to himself. A feeling of guilt was popping up from within her. Samrat was also trying to avoid looking towards those clips, because he didn't want to even remember those days......and while avoiding them......he looked at Gunjan. She was watching the video with her eyes wide open and moist. "Hey Chashmish......meri taraf dekho". She hesitated for a while and then trying to absorb the water within her eyes, she looked at him. "Is sub ke baarey mein please mut socho. Wo ek bohat bura waqt tha, jo guzar gya. Is se badi baat koi ho sakti hai, ke itna sub kuch honey ke bawajood, hum saath hein......hamesha, hamesha ke liye", and he gently pressed her hand. It took a few minutes for Gunjan to over come her emotions......but with Samrat on her side, she was smiling again......they were smiling again.
Next came the Devdas play. Samrat and Gunjan talked about how Gunjan was trying to avoid him and how he was trying his best to maintain a distance from her......and how difficult it was for both of them. Samrat teased Gunjan that even though she wanted to go away from him......yet, the only peace she found was in his arms. To this, Gunjan hit him lovingly and shyly on his chest......as they remembered those sad times with smiles now.
After this......an end picture of Samrat-Gunjan's wedding was shown. The last slide said, "Wish you the best of luck for a bright future. We will miss you".
The lights were switched on and there was a huge round of applause from everyone.
Rohan and Ash came again and thanked everyone and requested Princi to say a few words.
Princi came in the front.."Mujhey samajh nahin a rahi ke main aj khush hun......ya dhuki hun. Aj ek ajeeb si hi condition hai. Khushi bhi hai......aur dukh bhi hai. Ye bachey......jin ki zindagi ka ek bada hissa merey saamney guzra hai......in sub ko yun jata dekh ke bura toh lag raha hai, lekin ye khushi hai ke ye apni life mein set ho ke agey badh rahey hein. Mayank- is college ka ek brilliant student tha, Aur baad mein utna hi zabardast teacher bhi. Nupur- Excel mein hamesha hassi bakherti rahi. Dia-meri favorite student......is college ki jaan rahi hai. Benji aur Uday, thay toh nikammey magar kaam ke waqt hamesha apni value ko prove kertey thay......aur kuch nahin toh Canteen ka kharcha inhein si hi chlata tha (everyone laughs). Gunjan-is college ki sub se samajhdar aur bright student, aur phir ek behtereen counselor. "Aur Samrat'My boy......come here......".
Samrat walked up to Princi. Princi kept his hand on Samrat's shoulder. "Samrat ke baarey mein main kya kahun. Ye hamesha se mera favorite raha hai. Meri her problem ka solution haemsha is ke paas raha hai. Excel ka star basketball player......aur ek number ka flirt (Samrat shyed, while others laughed). Main kabhi ye soch bhi nahin sakta tha ke Samrat jaisa careless ladka apni life main itna serious ho jayega. Is ka credit Gunjan aur Samrat, dono ko jata hai. Jis terha se Samrat ne Excel ke Trustee ki responsibility nibhai hai......wo waqai mein commendable hai. Is ke tenure mein Excel ne remarkable groW*H ki aur jis dedication, sincerity aur hardwork se is ne Excel ko lead kiya, shayad hi aisa koi ker sakta hai. Is jaisa student......is jaisa friend......is jaisa Trustee......Samrat ne her role mein apney ap ko prove kiya hai. Haan......ye husband kaisa hai......ye toh Gunjan hi bata sakti hai'(Samrat and Gunjan looked towards each other and smiled......Gunjan blushed......while everyone laughed). So, I wish you all the very best of luck. Tum loag sub khoob agey badho aur apni life mein her taraki pao. Excel and we all will miss you. Aur jab bhi yahan ao......hum se zaroor milo. Aur last mein, main Rohan aur Ash ko thanks kehna chahta hun. Ye sara unka plan tha......aur ye saarey clips aur videos bhi inhi donon ne sort out ker ke banai hein. Well done, bacho".
Princi then asked Samrat to say a few words. Samrat thanked everyone for everything. It was very difficutl for him to speak much, so he just kept it brief. He thanked Rohan and Ash for the trip down the memory lane and told them how touched he and his friends were because of this unforgettable gift from them. The others also joined Samrat and thanked everyone.
Just when they were about to go back to the main area......they heard Princi calling Samrat's name. "Samrat......abhi video mein ek cheez dekhi toh mujhey yaad aya ke kaisey merey kehney pe tum ne valentnie's ball ke liye Gunjan ko dance sikhaya tha. Toh emotional baatein kaafi ho gayein. Meri ek request hai. Mein chahta hun ke aj merey donon favorite bachey......jin ka pehla dance mein ne hi kerwaya tha......aj ek baar phir ussi song pe apni shaadi ke baad ka first dance karein"
Everyone started clapping. Samrat looked at Gunjan who was shyly looking down hearing this request from Princi. Rohan rushed to dim the lights again......while Ash went to play the song. Samrat's eyes were as if fixed on Gunjan. He slowly walked towards her and gave her his hand for the dance. Gunjan hesitated and looked left and right. Every eye was on them and everyone was waiting for them to dance.
She looked in Samrat's eyes who now signaled towards his hand. Gunjan smiled and then finally gave her hand in his. He softly wrapped his fingers around her hand that decreased her nervousness. They walked towards the center of the room......and the music had now started playing. Samrat extended his arm and rolled Gunjan towards him. She landed in his arms......and the love birds started dancing to......
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
