okay before you all start to read i would like to say whatever andas, tomatoes, sandals r allowed!!😆... i started it good in middle turned a crap and atlast i somehow molded the end!!🤣🤣 i was not having mood to write still i want to finish it, so i ended up like this!! the writing was worse but i loved the concept🤣!! give it a try and then curse😆!! if any mistakes then kindly ignore😆!!
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"nisha!!"
"nisha aanke kol" he said at height of vulnerability.
This young man walking with the rolling stretcher carrying his lady love! A small girl of 6 years beside him was taking long steps to match her father's speed. Both were in red blown teary eyes! The young man's white shirt has turned into red with his wife's blood. He was slapping her continuously to gain her consciousness. She showed no response. Her pillow was covered with her blood! Small glass pieces were pierced all over her body. He was having the same pain as her, right now. The stretcher entered the ICU; she went inside leaving him behind.
He was devastated, broken, hurt, guilty.. all at the same time. This was the second time, she is like this. Last time she struggled so hard and came back to him, now she is in more dangerous situation. He was defending his tear, which seemed to have no end today. But he tried to be strong, at least in front of his daughter.
A nurse came and said "Sir, patient ka naam?"
"Mrs. Nisha Kabir Kumar" he answered with great difficulty.
"Your name, sir"
"Kabir Kumar"
"aap.."
"Her husband" as he said this tears flowed in her eyes, he failed to restrain it.
"ji, aap yahan sign kare"
He signed fast, so that they could quickly start their treatment to her.
In few hours whole gangwal family was present there. Everyone was silent-crying and praying.
Kabir seeped in face in his palms, as he closed his eyes the things happened in a few hours before flashed in his mind.
*FLASHBACK*
"Kabir, please!"
"Nisha maine kaha na nehi"
"Kabir mein bachi nehi hu, mujhe hi ek bachi hai abhi, and you saw me driving, I drove well right?"
"Nisha, I will go by myself"
"par mujhe bhi kaam hai! Aur scooter karaab hai! I will drop you and then I will do my work. Okay?" she smiled her best to make him accept.
"Nisha... please who... aaj tu car mat chala. I feel something bad is going to happen" he hesitated to say but said at last.
Nisha laughed loud at her husband and spoke between her laughter.
"tu... tu kabse in chijon me vishwas karne shuru kiya? Saurav sahi kahatha hai aajkal tu typical village ladki jaise baath kar raha hai!" she continued laughing. He stared at her with one eyebrow up. She controlled her laughter.
"kabir please" she again came to her previous mode.
"nish.."
"please.."
Mere bhaath toh su..."
"Please kabir, I started loving to drive cars"
"isliye tumhe Fast and furious nehi dekne ke liye kaha tha mein"
"shut up yaar... kuch bhi ??! theek hai... mein kuch bhi karne ke liye taiyaar hu! Please just allow me" she said with the most puppy face, which she can bring on. His heart melted seeing her like that. He went close to her and gripped her by her wrist.
"kuch bhi karogi?" he asked with his signature smirk.
Nisha understood her husband's trick and encircled her arms around his neck. "haan.."
"kiss dhogi?"
"hmm.." saying so she kissed him hard on his cheeks.
"papa..!!" they jerked themselves away as soon as they heard that voice.
"aagai tumhari ladli!" nisha said.
"haan jaanu!" kabir said turning.
"challe!" Juhi asked him.
"yes come on" he took his jaan in his hands and turned to see a sad-faced nisha. He threw the car key towards her, which she instantly grabbed and gave a bright smile.
Soon nisha dropped kabir and her daughter juhi in the shop. Kabir kissed on her forehead.
"Careful"
"haan baba! patha hai!"
She drove away kabir saw her driving the end of the road. She turned the car then suddenly - CRASH!!
*FLASHBACK ENDS*
Laxmi's voice drove him away from the trance.
"Kabir beta! Tu theek hai na?"
"Ma, this is the second time. I promised her the last time ki me henceforth use aise kuch hone nehi donga, but I failed. Last time kitna kuch difficulties se wo vapas aayi, par ab..."tears flowed in his eyes!
Doc came outside the operation theatre.
"She should get consciousness in 1 hour, she is so weak" he said the usual dialogue with some modulation.
But, after 2 hours only Nisha gained consciousness. Doc went inside to check her. He came outside and said, "unke condition critical hai, I can't say anything now she is very weak, but the problem is she is not cooperating with us. She wants to meet Mr.Kabir! Please make it fast"
Kabir went inside and sat in her bed.
"Nisha you have to take res..."
"Kabir please I have to speak to you" she cut him and insisted, he went quiet. He doesn't want her to waste her energy.
"Kabir mujhe lagta hai ki mein jald hi tujhse door chali jaougi!" tears prickled her eyes.
"Nishaaa!!" he almost shouted like a 80s hero.
"Kabir, please!" she too tried to shout to match his voice. He saw her strain so hard! He instantly shut his mouth up to listen her speak.
"Kabir mujhe hamesha ek bhaath guilty feel karathi hai, I have never shared it with you!.. She stopped to gain some energy to speak futher... U know mujhe hamesha lagta hai ki mere vajah se tum LSD nehi gaye! Tumhara sapna poora nahi hua!! I'm really sorry"
"Nisha aisi koi bhaath nahi hai!"
"mujhe pata hai ki tum yehi kahoge! Your dream is incomplete but it's not still broken. I want u to achieve it."
He gace a what-the-hell look, but the intense in her eyes made him serious. "With you!" he said.
"With me or without me. You have to achieve it." Her voice was growing weaker by each passing second. Tears rolled in his eyes. Her eyes were yearning his answer. He remained silent.
"Please, promise me" she said
He nodded as an approval to make her feel better.
"aur Juhi ka bhi kayal rakna"
"Nisha tumhe kuch nehi hoga"
"mein hamesha tere saath rahungi Kabir... in your heart. Thank you for everything."
"shhh... bhohut bol liya tumne ab rest lo... Tumhe kuch nahi hoga"
She nooded no. and gave a weakest smile. Tears flowed in his eyes continuously seeing her like that.
"juhi.." nisha started.
"vo ghar me hai... sukku leke gaya hai"
She blinked her eyes, asking him to lean. She slightly pulled his color to kiss him.
"nisha.. tu bhohut weak hai, pehale treatment lo"
"shhh... please" she pleaded.
He clearly knows that she has no more energy to speak. He leaned further and kissed her ever slowly ensuring that he is not hurting her. She kissed him back. There was no passion in their kiss only pure love for each other.
He broke the kiss in few seconds and asked "ab treatment logi na?"
"Hmm..." she assured.
He stood up to leave.
"I love you" he heard her say or we can say it as a whisper, coz she was slipping from her life. He smiled at her and opened the door to call the doctor for treatment. Suddenly he heard her breathing so heavily. He rushed to the doctor.
"Doctor wo nisha..."
After 1 hour
"Doctor nisha kaisi hai" Kabir asked as soon as the doctor came out of the operation theatre.
"I'm really sorry Mr.Kabir.."
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AFTER 6 YEARS ...
A girl was sitting near her father's farm house window reading the London times - London's popular newspaper.
"... so as always this Indian choreographer who have won the hearts of millions in London dedicated his another award to his mysterious wife." A smile came in her lips as she finished reading it.
"jaan.. Open the door" she heard her father shouting and ringing the door bell continuously. She ran down the stairs to open the door.
"aa rahi hu, wait!" she shouted, getting irritated with the constant bell sound. She saw the key holder.
"damn! Ab yeh key kahan gya?"
" jaan.."
"papa, wait karo na... and yes, stop ringing that damn bell!!" she ran here and there in search of the key.
"uff!! Mil gaya" she again ran to the door and opened it and saw her father closing his eyes and clicking the door bell continuously.
"papa" he flashed his eyes open and stopped ringing the bell, smiled at her and went inside.
"meine kitne bhaar tumse kaha ki continuously jhannti mat bajo, it really irritates me" she said as she followed him inside.
"isliye toh kiya tha" he said laughing.
She smiled and nodded horizontally in disbelief at her father's interest in irritating her. Kabir was so close to his daughter. Bringing up a girl without her mom was a tough job to do, but he was doing it perfectly. More than a father he was a friend to her.
"papa, ab mujhe khanna hai bhohut bhook lag raha hai" she said as she switched on the tv.
"khaana will be ready in two minutes, jaan" he declared and went to the kitchen.
"no bread-butter-jam today, papa" she shouted with a smile so that he can hear her in the kitchen.
"why? Kya hua" he shouted in reply.
"jam khatam" she said and giggled.
"oh my god!" he muttered.
They sat to have dinner after 30 minutes. Juhi was about to have a bite, suddenly she heard her skype call.
"khanna khatam karke jaana" Kabir warned as he saw her standing from the dinning chair.
"papa... abhi aati hu na, kuch important hoga toh?" she said which made Kabir to remember Nisha, he thought that both of don't know that he knows every move of them.
"koi important VIP nehi hoga. I know tere cousins honge. Hamesha aise khaana ko skip nehi karte. you can talk afterwards first eat... u know how much hard work I had put to make this dinner"
"Sorry papa. Par kal aman aunty ka b'day hai so we are planning a surprise party at 12.00... please I have to go. Pakka khanna aake khalungi na... please maan ja na"
"Theek hai. Go" he smiled agreed afterall he can't compel her to do anything
"Thank youuu..." she said excitedly. "Love u papa" she side hugged him and ran.
"Love u too jaan" he smiled as she ran up the staircase to attend the call.
He too left his dinner and went to his room. He took his wife's photo which was kept near his bed, and kissed it.
"lo, choreographer bhi ban gaya, jaan bhi khush hai. Jo tu chahthi thi vo mein kar diya. Ab tu bhi khush ho ja. Kaash tu yahan hoti... Kair chod !! tumhe pata hai aaj kya hua ..." he started to narrate his day to her photo as always.
After few minutes...
"papa, andhar aa sakthi hu" he heard Juhi knock.
"aao na pooch kyun rahi hai?"
She came in with two plates in her hand. "tum bhi abhi tak nahi khaya hai na? chalo... Party khatam! aao ab khayenge". He smiled and nodded. Both sat on the bed and ate.
"papa tum mummy aur tumhara kahani sunao" she said as they laid on the bed.
"phir se" he asked her in a fed-up face.
"haan" she said adamantly.
"okay.." he told his daughter about Nisha and his story but soon saw Juhi sleeping . He smiled and said to nisha's photo. "kya itna boring tha hamara story? Ya maine aisa boringly kaha?" he said and giggled at his own joke and switched of the lights.
"Good night, jaan"
"Good night wifey!"
He smiled and went to sleep.
~ THE END~
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sorry if it was not good!! its just a result of a bad mood!! 😆 i wanted it to write when nisha was cliff hanging😆!! but now only ended it!!
