Dear Friends!
Ekta killed us KYPH fans by ending the show last year in October. 😭😭😭
We are still pining for it, watching reruns and discussing Iq-neha and Angad-Kripa chemistry, which is unparalleled in TV history! 😃
How about we continue KYPH from where Ekta left off?
Like Nabihah's cute scene game, lets start a game where each KYPH fan adds scenes to the post to make a serial of our own. Kind of like a continuing show with dialogs, same characters and drama/situations we would have liked to see in the show if it continued.
So lets begin the game:
PART 1
Scene begins with Angad and Kripa on hospital bed, adoring their little baby boy! 😳
They are still arguing about what name they would give the baby....
Angad: How about Satyarth? ....Kripa shakes her head....Okay, How about Abhimanyu?
Kripa: Nahin...dono bahut lambey aur old-fashioned naam hain....tumhey sirf yeh sab puraney naam kyun pasand hain? Tum toh rockstar ho na? Ek modern sa naam choose nahin kar saktey?
Angad (sulking): Toh phir tum hi choose karo, Madam! (aside: pregnancy se hi iskey dimaag ka meter bahut chadh gaya hai...baat baat per gussa ho jaati hai....ghar mein shanti rakhney ke liye mujey iskey haan mein haan milana padta hai)
Kripa thinks hard, staring at her little baby, who smiles suddenly with a toothless grin. She is flooded with maternal warmth for the little angel.
Okay, mainey chun liya....iska naam hum Nishant rakhengey.....uss farishtey ka naam jiski vajeh se Angad...aaj tum zinda ho aur merey paas ho" Kripa became tearful.
Angad's eyes became moist: Haan, Kripa, tumney theek kaha...Nishant ek farishta tha....usney humein phir se mila diya aur apni jaan dee....mujey bachakar. Good choice, we will name him Nishant! In memory of our dear friend and Benefactor! Lekin ghar mein main isey chhotu pukaroonga...
CHHOTU? Chhotu kyun?
Kyunki yeh sabsey chhota hai isliye....Sur, Prateek, Bhim, Bali....uskey baad Chhotu....aley mela pyala sa Chhotu master....Angad tickled the baby's stomach and cuddled him.
Chhotu nahin....Baby ka gharelu naam hoga Bunty!
Tum har baat mein apni zidd kyun chalati ho...aisey hukum chalati ho jaisey Hitler ki Naani! Angad complained angrily.
lately Kripa was taking upper hand in everything and Angad had become quite a Joru ka Ghulam. The wild Rockstar in him was straining at the leash to escape Kripa's bossing.
Baby started crying at his parents' arguments.
Kripa took him in his arms: Oh rey merey Bunty Baba....tumhey bhookh lagi hai.....she opened the front of her hospital gown, and started nursing him. Angad of course stared in fascination. She caught him staring open-mouthed.
Chheee, besharam! Kya dekh rahey ho? Jaao yahan se....she threw a pillow at him and pulled the blanket over her chest, hiding the view from him.
He sighed with resignation: Kya naseeb hai....ab thoda dekh bhi nahin sakta....waisey bhi mahinon ka upvaas chal raha hai....na jaaney kab iski Vrat tootegi"
He strolled out, hands in his pocket, pacing the corridor outside impatiently, waiting for Kripa to finish nursing, so he could go in and spend some more time with his wife and new baby.
Suddenly he heard voices....it was Visiting Hours again....Bua and Dadi had come with the kids. Sur, Prateek, Bheem and Bali and even Tanu were there.
He quickly peeped into Kripa's room and saw she had finished feeding Bunty. He warned her about the arrival of Dadi-bachcha gang. She smiled and nodded: Its okay, Bunty ka feeding ho gaya.....unhey andar aaney do"
Dadi, Bua and bachcha gang came in with a clamour of excited voices. The kids and Tanu gathered around the Baby's cot again, admiring him, commenting loudly, fighting amongst themselves who would play with the Baby first when he was old enuf to play. Prateek tried to pull the Baby's legs and got a scolding from Tanu di: Itney chhotey bachchey ka tang aisey nahin kheenchtey....
He looked disappointed. He really wanted his little brother to get up from the cot and start playing with him.
Tanu di...yeh kab merey saath khelega?
Tanu thought for a moment: Tumhey aur do saal wait karna padega...phir yeh bhi tum sabkey saath khelega.
Do saal? Prateek exclaimed....tab tak toh main college chala jaaoonga....tab kaisey kheloonga?
Sur and Tanu laughed at his wonderful calculations. Two years is a looong time for a kid like Prateek.
Meanwhile Dadi and Bua enquired about Kripa's health: Beti, tum ab kaisi ho? Dawa sab theek se le rahi ho na? Baby raat ko tang kar raha hai kya?
Kripa smiled: main ab bilkul theek hoon....Doctor kal hi mujey discharge karney ko keh rahey hain....Kal main ghar aa rahi hoon, Bunty ke saath.
Bua and Dadi turned to the cot to admire their grandchild for the 100th time: Toh tumney uska naam Bunty rakha? Bua asked.
Dadi asked: Lekin wo toh ghar ka naam hai...asli naam kya rakha?
Kripa softly said: Nishant....agar Bua jee ko aitraaz na ho toh main Baby ka naam Nishant rakhna chahti hoon....Angad bhi yehi chahta hai"
Bua's eyes filled with tears of emotion: Nahin Beti, aitraaz kya ho sakti hai? Baby ka naam Nishant rakhkar tuney iss budhi aurat ko jeet liya. Bhagwan tujey lambi umr de....tujey sau baar aashirwaad karti hoon...tu sada suhagan rahey!
Bua turned to baby Nishant and caressed his head, blessing him: Mera Nishant merey paas wapas aa gaya....Thank you, Kripa beti, iska naam Nishant rakhkar tuney uskey naam ko zinda rakha"
Angad and Kripa looked at each other and smiled....thats what they wanted ....to keep the name alive of the person who had saved Angad's life and reunited him with his love.
Dadi also grinned happily and accepted the name for her great-grandchild.
After Dilip had confessed to the murder of Nishant, he and Naina had moved away to Nainital....to spend the rest of their days in repentance. Angad had completely cut off all relations with them. Now Dadi was their only family. Dadi and Bua both lived with Angad and Kripa alongwith the 4 children. Tanu lived in a college hostel but came home on holidays and weekends.
There was a commotion outside the hospital room....there were some familiar voices in the corridor. Angad rushed out to see who it was....he returned, grinning widely: Kripa, Guess kaun aaye hain?
Kaun? Kripa looked puzzled...so did the others.
Guess karo ....he urged her.
Kripa heard a voice outside....her face lit up with joy: Aaliyah?
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Now next person, please continue the story......and then someone after that....plz dont break the chain.
pallavi
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