Meher woke up with a headache and looked around. It was her room. She looked at her clothes. Same pink dress. She somehow managed to get out of the bed and took a shower. Nothing cured her headache and she went to the kitchen to grab some limewater. The house seemed quiet and she wondered where was everyone.
The door opened and there they were.
"Where were you both...???"
Tarun went into his room and ignored meher. While suman gave meher a letter.
"Abeer gave this... For you..."
"For me...?? He brought me home last night..." Meher said as she realised it.
"For the first time I felt ashamed of you meher... If abeer wasn't there, then -"
"I'm sorry..."
Meher ran up to her room and opened the letter, her heart beating loudly in her chest. This letter will decide their future. His decision will now make them or break them.
"Baby wish I had it in me now, I would have given you all.
I'm broken. Not that I blame you. I need time Meher.
You made it clear last night. You wanted to mend things. I know what matters to you the most.
It's me and our relationship.
But its not you, its me... Its me AGAIN who is breaking us apart.
This time for the better. I was a bad news. For you.
You deserve better. Find your match. Your soulmate.
Main tumhari sehat ke liye theek nahi hoon baby...
Aur haan jab main wapas aun, I want my 9 pm slot back... 😉
Love
Abeer "
"No... Nooo... Abeeerrr..."
After 2 years
"I'm not getting married bua... Maa please understand..." Meher pleaded for the tenth time in the last five minutes.
"Why meher...?? Because of abeer... He isn't coming back... Don't wait for him..." said devki.
Meher tiredly sat in the sofa and closed her eyes. Its been two long years but she was still at that crossroad where abeer left her. He said it was for the better. But it wasn't. Her life froze in that very moment. She promised herself she wouldn't move on in life and will wait for him till her last breath. Why...?? Because he was worth it.
"I don't know how to explain this to you all... Im clueless honestly... Abeer is the only man I ever loved... He is the reason why I wake up every morning. I have a feeling he will come back in my life... And I'm waiting for him. Even for this whole lifetime... We are meant to be..."
"He would have returned by now meher... Who knows he already moved on in life..." replied suman.
Meher was shocked now hearing this come from her mother. Her mother who always wanted her to get back with abeer.
Tarun enters the house and look at the remaining three pillars of his life, the forth one missing since two years.
"Regular topic...??" he asked and giggled.
Meher looked away and buried her head in her hands. He wasn't her tunnu anymore.
"I'm going out tonight... To nisaar bhaiya's house... There is a party at his place..." said tarun.
"Why are you going...??? Nisaar isn't one of your classmates or your friends..." Meher asked.
"He is my friend too... Now... He has orders to be my guardian angel..." Tarun said unintentionally.
"Excuse me... What the... Hold on... You... You are in contact with abeer... Right...??" Meher asked getting up from the sofa.
"I'm not allowed to talk about it... Excuse me..." Tarun said and tried running away from there.
"I'm not excusing you Mr. Tarun Purohit... You have to answer me... I have been dying to see that man from the past 2 years and you... In the meanwhile you were in contact with him. Don't you feel guilty...?? Didn't you see how much I am suffering...?? Are you that insensitive...???"
"Yes... Im just like you di... Wish u weren't that insensitive and proud... Nothing would have changed... We all could have been a family... You ruined it..." Tarun replied and his voice cracked at the end.
"I apologised... He is the one who left... Like a coward. He left us... He left me for god sake... And I'm still being blamed for this... You know what... I'm leaving... I have had this crap for really long now... I'm leaving Mumbai... To clear my head... And I am never getting married again... Neither to him nor to anyone else..."
Meher made her way to her bedroom and in minutes came out with her luggage.
"Just don't bother me from now on... Its a request... And if you guys have any problem, you know who to call... Abeer Malhotra... Call him..." saying this meher stormed out of the house.
They all kept quiet and saw meher leave. They knew how much meher wanted this. Getting out of her cacoon... Breaking the walls she created around her in the past two years. She had to get it all out, For once and for all. May be she will now.
"Thank you bhaiya... You know I didn't want the party to happen at my place..." Tarun told nisaar.
"No issues tarun... We are family..." replied nisaar.
"Its all about loving your family... Aahh I see... Kjo..."
Tarun and nisaar turned to see abeer standing there with his ever so cute and heart melting smile.
"Jiju..." Tarun ran to abeer and hugged him.
"And loving your friends... Welcome back bhai..." Nisaar added and hugged abeer.
"How are you guys...?? Doing good...???"
"Now we are..." came the replyin unison.
"How emotional...!!! You guys are making me cry..." Abeer said playfully and pretended to wipe off the tear that would roll down his eye.
"Nautanki saala..." Nisaar said and punched abeer's arm.
"Arrey tunnu ko nautanki mat bol nisaar..." Abeer replied innocently.
"Haha..." Tarun couldn't help but giggle.
"Waise party badi feeki si hai... Nahi...??? Ohh... Bachon ki party hai... " abeer said as he looked around the bunch of teenagers dancing.
"Rehne de... They have their own stock... Look at him... He is drunk dude..." Nisaar said pointing towards a guy.
"And trust me, he will be found puking by the end of the party... Plus he will get himself slapped at least once..." Abeer said and did a high five with nisaar.
"I will see you both in a bit, bye..." Tarun says and leave.
Abeer raises his eye brow at nisaar wondering what is there which he doesn't know.
"He has a girlfriend..."
"Whattt..??? He never told me this..." Abeer asked in shock.
"Catch him after the party my friend..."
"I'm certainly gonna do that nisaar..." Abeer replied.
"So... Did you drop her home...??" Abeer asked as he took a sip of alcohol.
"No jiju... She has a car and a driver..." tarun replied sadly.
"Such a romance killer..." Abeer said and made a hurt face.
"Aisa bhi nahi hai ab..."
Abeer laughed on seeing tarun's face.
"Naam kya hai...??"
"Tanya..." Nisaar replied excitedly.
Abeer looked at Nisaar in a "you-are-not-supposed-to-be-that-excited" look.
"So... How's everyone...???" Abeer asked.
He avoided her as long as he was away from the country. But now when he was back, he couldn't ignore her and wanted to know about her well being. How could he ever forget about her when she is the reason he is alive. Thinking she is happy somewhere, makes him go on with life.
Tarun kept quiet and hoped nisaar would reply the question. But nisaar had no family, about whom will he tell abeer.
"Tunnu bol...??" Abeer asked again.
"Di left the house... Before I came here. Her mobile is switched off..." Tarun replied rubbing the back of his neck.
"Left as in... Kahan gayi...?? Aur kyun gayi...?? Bol..." Abeer panicked.
"She left angrily jiju... To god knows where..."
"Why...?? Answer me now..."
"It happens everyday actually... Maa and bua asks di to settle down and get married... Every time di refuses. And today also it happened and I unintentionally told her that I had talked to you... I had your new number... She was hurt that I kept it as a secret from her..."
"Amazing... I landed up in India and her troubles increased already... She was hurt because of me. Again..." Abeer said sadly and sighed.
"Jiju aren't you affected by the fact that di is being pressurised to get married...?? Again...?? To someone else...??" Tarun asked with his heart all hopeless.
"Why would I...??? Isn't she supposed to get settled down...?? Its high time..." Abeer asked and look at nisaar and tarun.
"Toh main kar loon meher se shadi...?? Agar tujhe problem nahi hai toh...??" Nisaar asked jumping with joy.
"Pagal hai kya nisaar... Kar ke dekh... Jaan le lunga teri..." Abeer replied out of reflex action.
"Jal kyun rahi hai teri...??" asked nisaar.
"Bakwaas mat kar... Meri kahan jal rahi hai..." Abeer said it only to convince himself.
Because nisaar wasn't convinced. His smile said it. Clear and loud.
"Toh... Let's join hands and get di married..." Tarun suggested sarcastically.
Abeer couldn't help but look other way. How could he plan his wife's... Ex wife's wedding.
"Duniya ki sabse anokhi shadi..." Abeer sighed.
"But seriously I wonder where is meher..." Nisaar said getting worried.
"Nisaar agar... Agar usko kissi se pyaar ho gya toh..." asked abeer, getting insecure and jealous at the very thought.
"Toh tu shadi ki taiyaari kario..."
Nisaar and tarun giggled while abeer threw cushions at them.
