Hi guys, as you know I am new to forums, and a molkki addict (😜). I saw that there aren’t a lot of purvir fanfic, so I decided to write one (because I love writing), but I have to give you all a disclaimer first: this is the first time that i’m writing a story in English, with Hindi dialogues. They are my third and fifth language respectively, and I, more often then not, use only Italian in everything (including writing). So if you find mistakes or anything please tell me, I will correct it! (I need some special and serious help in Hindi💀).
I am open to criticism because I personally think that it helps me bettering my work, so feel free to say anything or point it out.
Let’s start!
INNOCENT MUKHI: chapter 1
“Rukh jaye judge sahab” shouted Purvi on the brink of the time. Everything seems to be stopped at the moment, the judge putted back his mallet that was about to hit the sound block. This small act of hitting a simple hammer against a simple wood piece could have changed Purvis entire life for the worst, she shivered thinking about it.
“App mukhi ji ko saza mat dein, vo bekasur hain! Inhone kisko nahi mara” said Purvi while wheezing, thanks to a big run that she had to do to cover the path between their home and the court. The shock was evident on everyone’s face.
The judge was the first one to recover and he stated “hum apki bhaavanau ko samaj sakte he, apke liye apke pati ko ase jail jate dekhna bohot mushkil hoga, per kanoon ke hisab se inko ajjevan karavas ki saza milni chahiye. Gaon ke sarpanch he iska matlab ye nahi ki inko special treatment dijaye gi. Kanoon sab ke liye ek he”.
“Hame pata he kanoon sabke liye ek he, or hame ye bhi pata he ki kanoon kabhi kisi maasoom ko saza kabhi nahi dega. Humare mukhi Ji ne kisi ki bi jaan nahi li hein” was the response of Purvi. Vir was just to lost in his thoughts to say something, he was just thinking about “humare mukhi” and how his baawre was really a baawre. Wasn’t she there while he shot his own little brother, didn’t she see his dead body, didn’t she see him performing Vaibhavs last rites. “Pagal ho gayi hein yo baawre” grumbled Virendra coming to his own conclusion.
“Ap ye kesi batein kar rahi hein. 7 police officers, apke sari family members or apne kudhne dekha ki kese Virendra ji ne apne hi bhai par goli chalai” was the judges reply to Purvi.
“Har ankho dekhi baat sach nahi hoti. Vaibhav abhi zinda hein!” Uttered Purvi with oozing confidence.
“Tu sach main baawre hein chakargani, dimag to thik hein tara? Kesi behki behki batein kar rahi hein ib tu. Dekh mane mari sari cheezo ki jimedari tane sonpi hein, agar tu sach main baawre ho gayi tho mere parivaar ko con sambalega” murmured Virendra loud enough to be heard in the whole courtroom.
“Bhabhi sach keh rahi hein bahiya, Vaibhav zinda hein or apne kisi ka khoon nahi kia” boomed a voice from the courts entrance, and there was Yogi making an epic and dramatic entry while dragging Vaibhav with himself, “ye raha Vaibhav, or ye sab iska plan tha, bade bhaiya ko jail bejne ke liye! Jab bhaiya ne goli chalai tab isne bullet proof jacket pehna hula tha or isne kuch constebales or doctors ko paise diye isko dead declare karne ke liye. Bhaiya beekasor hein” continued Yogi while throwing daggers at Anjali through his eyes. Anjali knew it was her end, unable to look into her husbands eyes, she lowered her eyes. “Ye molkki ko sab kuch kese pata chal jata, or to or humare pati ko bhi apne vash main Kia hua hein isne, apni bhabhi ke alva kush dikhta hi nahi hein! Huhhh, esa kya hein is mukhiayni mein jo sara parivar iske gun gan gata rehta hein or iske isharo par nachta hein. Bas 2 mahino mein isne esa kya jaddu kar diya jeethji par or baki sab par” she though “bas jeethji ko is sab ke bare mein kuch mat pata chale, varne mera or jyothi ko ghar se nikal dege! Hey Bhagwan ye mene kiya kar dia, meri behen ka ghar basane ke chakar mein mene apna hi gar bhar bhulgayi”.
In the meantime Yogi handed Vaibhav to the police and goes to stand beside his bhabhi, who was comforting a stressed and broken Priyashi.
“Bas kijiye maa, please (purvi style) app ese mat royie, apki tabhiyat pehele hi bohot karab hein, app ese karegi to or bhi karab ho jaegi. Humne apse kaha tha na ki kahna ji sab thik kar dege” said Purvi in a sweet and scolding tone to maa. “Haa maa ese admi par rone ka koi faida nahi mein! App apne app ko ese dukh mat dein” agreed Yogi and Vaibhav lowered is head in shame listening to what his older brother thinks about him.
“Sab saboto ko made nazar rakhte hue hum mukhi ji ko riha karte hein or Vaibhav ko giraftaar! Vaibhav ke case ki sunvai agle somvaar ko hogi . CASE DISMISSED” was the judges decision and finally Purvi breathed a sigh of relief and looked toward mukhi ji, who was already looking at her and wondering how can someone so young, small and docile have this much determination in them, but she was not a random “someone”, she was his wife, yes his wife! There is no doubt that he himself has accepted her as his wife, as Purvi VIRENDRA Pratab Singh. There was also no doubt that he felt something for her, something noble, something sweet, something strong, but he couldn’t figure out what! He was so confused, he couldn’t figure out what was he feeling, and confusion was a new word for Virendra Pratab Singh, never in his 42 years of life he felt confused.
“Yo baawri ne kiya jadu kar diya hein mare par, kuch bhi ho bas uske bare me hi sochta hu. Ib bhi mujhe bas uske lambs bal dhikh rahe hein, uski ankhe jisme mein bas koh jata hu, vohi ankhe jisme main koi dukh na dekh sakhta, par jane ya anjane mein us dukh ki vajha mein hi hota hu!” Reflected Virendra “yo ke soch raha hein tu, baawra mat ban, ye samah or ye jagha ye sab sochne ke liye nahi hein. Dekh maa kitna roo rahi hein, uske pass ja” shouted his inner voice, making him come out from his lost state and he went through his family. Purvi was successful in pacifying Prakashi, who was shouting at Vaibhav and crying hard. He went and hugged his maa “app itna kyu roo rahi hein, sab kuch theek ho jayega mhmmm, app chinta mat kijiye” said Virendra.
“Mein chinta nahi kar rahi, mein bas bhoot sarminda hu ki ese rakhsah ne meri kokh se janam liya he, ise paida karne se pehle mein Mar—-” murmured Prakashi. “Esa mat khahiye maa” purvi and Virendra looked at each other after uttering the same sentence. Purvis eyes felt on their hand: she had her small and soft hand on maa’s while Virendras big, veiny, rough but comforting hand were covering hers. She looked up and founded Mukhis eyes on her and she lost herself in them, like always.
The two were having an intense and romantic eye lock that was disturbed by fake coughs of Singh family. Purvir separated from each other and all the others stared at them with teasing smiles on their face.
“Es kyun dekh rahe app sab mane” asked Virendra.
“Kush nahi bhaiya, hum bas bohot khush hein ki app bekasoor sabit ho gaye” said Yogi hugging Mukhi, followed by mama sarkar and prakashi and all Virendra was able to think was how he wanted his chakargani to hug him, but it was not possible! “Vo tanne kyun hug karegi bala, vo apni umar valo ko hug karegi, huhhh. Tu thari khwaishon mein dubta chale ja raha hein or upar se ye baawri tanne pehle hi keh chuki hein ki vo tanne pyar na kar sakti. Sudar ja mukhi sudar ja, abhi bhi tare pas teim hein” “app kin khyalon mein dube hue hein bhaiya” asked yogi breaking, once again, Virendras thinking train. “Thari bhabhi ke” responded his inner voice.
“Mein bas soch raha hu tum dono ko yo sab kese pata chala?”
“Ye sab sirf or sirf Yogi bhaiya ki vaja se hua, agar vo na hote to pata nahi kya ho jata. Vese ye sab hume kese pata chala hum ghar par bataein ge apko. Pehle app jakar bachon ko mil lijiye or fresh hoke kuch khaa ligiye. Chaliye na sab log” pleaded Purvi, who didn’t wanted to talk about how Anjali helped Vaibhav, fearing Virendras reaction. She shivered thinking about what he could do.
“Ha bhaiya chaliye, hum ghar pe apko Sara sach bata de gein” with this phrase Yogi made clear to his bhabhi that he won’t hide anything, because he had enough of his wife always trying to discredit Purvi and create drama and restlessness within the family.
Everyone seated in their respective cars and went home. Before entering the haveli, Anjali made a quick prayer to bhagwaan ji to save her. “Agar mujhe esi halat mein ghar se nikal diya jeethji ne to mein kya karu gi? Hein bhagwaan sab sambal lena, aj ke bad mein esi koi bhi harkat nahi karugi jise kisi ko bhi koi bhi thees pohonche”.
I hope you liked it🤍
should i write two shots or a long story?🤔🤔
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