sorry for this late update...
TJM - 3
Kabir and nisha were going to their room when someone called them from behind. " hi kabir... do come for a sec " a crew member called him. " he bhagwan chain se do pal nhi bitane denge ye mjhe meri biwi k sath " kabir hissed under his breath. Nisha giggled at him. " ha tu to has hi le... mai nhi ja rha " he said. " yaar kabir jaa na koi imp kaam hoga... waise bhi mai thoda freshen up ho jaungi tb tk... " she said trying to stand straight as she knew she will fall any moment. Kabir sighed and shook his head. As soon as he left nisha opened the door and banged it closing. She slid down the door and sat on the floor holding her head in her hands. " What is happening yaar... itna chhakar kyu aa rha h... ho kya rha h " she muttered. " Why m I feeling so hazy " she said. After some time she collected herself and throw her body on the bed and fall asleep.
" Nisha... nisha uth na yaar... " she heard kabir calling her. She opened her eyes with great difficulty. " Kabir... kya hua " she said. " yaar aadhe ghante m show shuru hone wala h ur tu yha soi h..." kabir complained. " Kya... time kua ho rha h..." she asked in a hurry. " 7:30 pm madam... jaldi utho ur tyar ho Ja" kabir said. " Kya... mai itti der kaise so gyi?" She asked "ur tne mjhe uthaya kyu nhi..." she said. " tu itni pyaari lagti h na sote hue ki tjhe jaga k... teri neend kharab karne ka man hi nhi karta..." he said. She looked at him adorably. " Achha ab itna pyaar mat barsa apni aankho se... varna mai jana cancel he kar dunga (he said with a naighty grin to wich nisha hit his arm) achha thik h ready ho ja mai ja rha hu " he said placing a feathery kiss on her forehead. She smiled at his retreating figure. " ab thoda better feel ho rha h... achha hua kabir ko koi shaq nhi hua... " she sighed in relief. " Chal nisha get ready... kabira will be waiting for u" she said and stepped out of the bed. She got ready wearing her normal jeans and tunic. " kitni weakness feel ho rhi h yaar... koi nhi kabira k lie kuch bhi" nisha said.
Nisha reached the venue which was a big stadium having a crowd of nearly 10 thousand people. Nisha was mesmerized seeing the whole scenario. She was so happy for him... he is gonna perform in front of so many people. She went straight to the green room when two crew members stopped her. " excuse me... who are you... u can't go inside..." one of them said. " M mrs kabir kumar... can I go and meet him" she asked in a polite manner. " oh sure u can" another one said with a confused smile. Nisha smiled at them brightly and went inside the green room. " Kabir..." she called him out. Kabir came and gave her his best smile. " mai tjhe best of luck kehne aae thi..." she said. " ese best of luck kehte h..." kabir asked with a naughty look. "To..?" She asked. " mera muh meetha kaun karaega?" He said raising his eyebrows. Nisha opened her mouth to say something but before that kabir placed his lips on hers kissing her softly. Nisha blushed but kissed him back. " ab hua na best of luck poora..." kabir said winking at nisha. " tu kitna k h kabir " nisha said. " Ur tu kitti j h nisha" kabir said. She shook her head and hugged him tightly. " Kabir... m really nervous" she said. " Why so wifey... when u r here nothing will go wrong" kabir said hugging her tighter. They were in their own world when a knock on the door broke their moment. " sir please proceed for the stage" came a voice. " Aa gae kabab m haddi... mere romance ki band bja rkhi h in logo ne" kabir said annoyed. Nisha chuckled and pushed him outside while kabir made a baby face.
" hey... whose that girl with kabir..." a girl in a short dress asked one of the crew members standing at the door of kabir's room. " She is his wife" they informed her. " what... he is married.." she was shocked. " close ur mouth gal and go and do ur work... and pls take care of mrs kabir kumar..." the event manager who was passing by told the girl and left. " Whatever" she said and went to the front row.
" hi... mrs nisha kabir kumar...?" A girl asked nisha who was standing in a corner. " yes..." she said beaming. " come... here is ur seat..." she said and showed her a place. Nisha obliged and sat. She could see her dear husband performing in front of her. She was so overwhelmed seeing him. She was lost in him... he was her world in every way. Her emotions got better of her and her tears flowed through her eyes. After a time when her trance broke due to some sound she realised she had been crying all this while. She smiled at herself and wiped away them remembering what kabir has once said " tu jitna roti h na... usse dugna dard mjhe hota h... tere ye aansu mjhe jeene nhi dete...". She got up to wash her face as she didn't wanted kabir to see her tears.
" hey... who's that girl... jise tu abhi front row m bitha k aae... she isn't in our guest list." A girl with a loud makeup and an extra sexy dress asked to the girl in the short dress. " are. Sheena.. u don't know... she is kabir's wife... can u imagine he is married at such age... I mean he is a superstar man... look at him... such a great dancer" jiya said. " what are u talking about... that girl... in that ugly attire is KABIR'S WIFE are u serious... kaun se angle se vo kabir ki wife lagti h" sheena said in an attitude. " Are she is... see her name is written on this special card... mrs nisha kabir kumar" she showed him the card. " how down market yaar... know... just see her... such mediocre looks... and what is she wearing... like tm hi socho kaun kahega ki ye kabir ki wife h... omg... kabir ki choice itni kharab kaise ho sakti h..." sheena said. " u r right sheena... matlab kuch to khayal hona chahie... jiska husband international platform p perform kar rha ho... vo dekho kaise aae h itne bade event m..." jiya said. " kabir deserves much better yaar... koi uske standard ka hona chahiye... just look at him... he looks nothing less than a greek god... and look at her she looks like a girl next door... no match... ur fir he is such a big celebrity... bechara kaise introduce karata hoga ise apne dosto se... media se... bechare ko kitni sharam aati hogi yaar... such a tragedy" sheena said. " true that... I pity him... he can get any girl... atleast they will be way better than her yaar... " jiya agreed and they left as someone called them for work.
They didn't realised that someone was listening to their talks... n that someone was none other than nisha who was guilty, heartbroken and what not. Nisha wasn't the person who get affected by someone this easy but her insecurities which were deep buried inside her have surfaced today. She couldn't think anything other than what those girls just said. Tears started flowing blinding her completely. She didn't went back to her seat. She just ran into their room and banged the door. She cried... cried harder. " are they right... m I a shame to him... m nt of his status..." she asked herself straight looking into the mirror.
" Yes nisha gangwal... u r right... u are nowhere near him... look at him and then look at u... who are u... just a mere player... who can't even make it up in the finals... " she looked at the source of the voice in the mirror. Her reflection rebuking her. " what do you think of urself nisha... are u a miss world... look at urself... such an ordinary girl... u r of no match to him" her reflection shouted. " No... no... u r wrong... kabir loves me... he loves me for what I m..." she shouted back. " oh come on nisha... stop fooling around... he is with u only for the sake of being with u... he can get any one of his standard... do u guarantee it?" Her reflection was mocking her now. " u better realise the reality nisha... u don't deserve him... he should be with someone who has his class his style... he deserves better... not u" the reflection laughed at her. Nisha was at loss of words. " Nisha just face the reality... u can never be what he deserve... one day he too will realise the same... but he won't leave u... because he is very good at heart... he won't hurt you" her reflection concluded. She couldn't take it anymore, she put hands on her ears and screamed loud.
Kabir has just finished his last performance and ran towards the front seat to meet her but she wasn't there. " maybe she is in green room waiting for me.." kabir thought and smiled. Kabir reached green room but it was locked " where is she... is she alright" kabir wondered and searched her everywhere. " kha gyi ye ladki... " kabir said. " Hey... have u seen my wife" he asked one of the passer by. " yes... I think she is in her room" he gave the answer. Kabir literally ran towards his room and knocked it but no one opened. He used the spare key and open the door. " Kha h tu nisha..." he said but found her fast asleep in the bed. He was confused at the site. Nisha woke up due to the sound " kabir... tu aa gya..." she asked. " nisha tu thik to h na... tjhe kuch hua h kya.." he asked worriedly. " Relax kabir... m fine... just mera wha man nhi lg rha tha to mai yha aa gyi..." she said casually. " mann nhi lag rha tha matlab... yaar meri first ever international performance thi... ur tune dekhi bhi nhi" he sounded disheartened. " kabir chill yaar... ab hat mjhe fresh hone jana h" she said ignoring his gaze. Kabir was dumbfounded at her reaction. What has happened to her. She never behave like this... how can she be so cold... she was so excited even nervous for him... what happened suddenly... he was in his thoughts.
The evening went by in silence. Nisha was avoiding him like anything even she wasn't ready to talk to him and he was all confused at her behaviour. He was worried too. But she wasn't spilling the beans and moreover she was behaving weirdly. Kabir has had enough of her silence. He thought to talk to her straight away this time. After the dinner kabir was called to the office of the organisers and he left with a heavy heart. Nisha could see his pain but her mind never registered it. She was in her own small cocoon... a trap of self blame and insecurities. She couldn't bring herself out of it. she cried again when he left and fall asleep.
kabir returned and saw her tear masked face... he knew something was wrong but why she isn't sharing it with him.. what has happened... his head was throbbing due to today's events. he lie down and didn't knew when he slept.
next morning was there flight to return back to india. kabir thought to talk to her once they reach home. nisha was in no state to say something. it was like something was eating her up from inside.she was unusually quiet...lost in her own. they reached delhi airport, kabir made nisha sit and was standing to take their luggage when someone from behind called him.
