Kabir
It was over. Everything was ruined. He was ruined. He wasn't supposed to fall for her. He wasn't meant to love her. He was meant to feel nothing for her except friendship, then why did his heart not listen to him, why did his heart started thumping rapidly whenever he laid his eyes on her. Why did her smile make him smile? Why did her tears affect him? Why did he give a damn about every little thing related to her? This was not how things were meant to be, he wasn't supposed to love the girl whose heart was bound to his brother's, but he had. And he fell so hard that he knew he may never be able to live without her. She had become his life. Whenever he closed his eyes all he saw was her face, and when he opened them all he could see was her. She had become that ray of light and happiness that he had always desired in his life. She had become that person, whom he had thought would be a friend for life, but no as always he had gone and ruined this relationship too and had fallen in love with her. Even though she was his wife, he knew he could never say "I love you" to her because those 3 words would become a burden on her, and it would cause her more pain to reject him, and he could do anything to not see the scar of pain of her face, even if it meant sacrificing the most beautiful feeling in the world, even if it meant not seeing the girl who held the realms to his life, to his breath, to his heart. He could do anything, even if it meant to exit Nisha's life. He took his bag and had a last look at the angelic girl he loved sleeping like a baby and captured her face in his eyes for the last time, and then left in the midst of the darkness of the night. Once again he had become a banjaara, a banjaara with deep pain of love locked in his heart.
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Nisha
Where was he, she had looked everywhere for him, but couldn't see any sign of him. She had searched the whole house like a gazillion time, but couldn't find a trace of him. She didn't understand why his all of his stuff was missing from his room. She didn't understand why not knowing of his whereabouts made her panic, made her worry. She didn't understand any of it. Where the hell was he, she had tried calling him but his phone was unreachable every time, it made her so frustrated not knowing. She paced around the room trying to think where he possibly could be, and that's when her eyes fell on a note that lay on her bedside.
"Hi Nisha, missing me already. I knew you would be, akhir mein hui itni hot ki sari ladkiyan mujhpe marti hai. You know the just can't resist me. I know ap tu bolegi ki mein apni bakwaas band karoon. So let's put a full stop to my bakwaas, and let me get straight to the point. Yaar, ab waqt aagaya ki yeh kabira phir se banjaara ban jaaye. It was really nice knowing you, and I will cherish every moment I spent with you and your family. Truly thank you to your family for showering me with love which I had never received in my life. And sorry agar meine kabhi tera dil dhuka ya ho ya kabhi kuch jyada bakwaas kari ho. And I hope you get all the happiness and the world and that you get your viju singh rathore back. Chal I need to go now. But don't miss me too much. And keep smiling. Ur akar koi bhi acchi yaad di ho meine tumhe toh please un yaado mein mujhe yaad rakhna. Akhir tera pati hoon. Alvida wifey"
A tear escaped from the corner of her eyes, he was gone, he left without saying a word, without seeing her. How could he do that, how could he just leave without her knowing? This wasn't how it was meant to be, he wasn't meant to leave just like that. She still couldn't believe that he was gone, that he had left just like that. She didn't know why but the thought of not seeing him again broke her heart to pieces, the thought of not fighting with him, of not seeing his beautiful contagious smile made her heart want to rip itself. She felt broken and she didn't even know why. She knew that one day they would part ways, but why did it hurt her, after all they were just friends not lovers. Then why did her heart kept whispering words of pain. Why was she broken again? Could it be she loved him, but that was stupid right, she loved viraj, that's whom she loved but she didn't understand, why did she feel incomplete at the thought of not seeing kabir again. She didn't understand anything at all, but she knew she had to get her answer of why her heart ached for kabir. And she knew that only person could give her that answer, and that was kabir himself. She had to find him and ask him, why her life seemed meaningless at the thought of him not being in it. She had to find him.
Do dil bichaade milane se phele
Raaste juda huye saath chalne se pehle