Hi guys!
Ria here.. with another OS..
Its more of an #AbSar OS.. i really love their bond.. but because of all hints that we are getting abt nissar turning into negative.. i thought to pen this down before i start hating him 😆😆😆
MERA DOST
RECORDING ROOM:
"Aap samajhte kyu nhi Nissar.. aap har way me better ho us abeer se.. Aur kyu chahte hai aap ki vo wapas aa jaye.. Aap kitne ache se handle kr rhe hai dono shows.. " said Rati angrily.
"Rati ye uska show hai.. use wapas aana hi hai.. fans wait kr rhe hai uska"
"Aap kuch samajhna hi nhi chahte.. aap ke bhi to fans hai.. Aur vo chale gye na sab chhod kar.. na fans ki fikr hai.. nahi channel ki.. bas meher ma'am ko pareshan krne ke liye sab chhod kr unke ghar par baithe hai"
"Dats enough Rati.. i don't want to talk about all this ok.. waise hi usne apna 9 bje wala slot mujhe de diya.. aur tum.."
"Ehsaan nhi kiya kuch tumpar.. Talent hai aapme jo ye slot mila aapko.. because you deserve it"
"Ehsaan ki baat kar rhi ho Rati? Jaanti ho kitne ehsaan hai abeer ke mujh pr.. Apni pocket money se mere college ki fees bharta tha vo... Jab ghar nhi tha na mere pass.. to usne apne ghar me mujhe jagah di.. Jab job nahi thin a mere pass.. tab usne mujhe apne band me jagah di"
"Bas Nissar.. aap.. aap nhi samjhege kuch bhi.. jaise us abeer ne aapki aankho par patti bandh rakhi ho" she shouted.
...
Abeer was finally back to office. After meeting almost everyone , he was searching for Nissar, when he came across this conversation. His face fell.Unable to hear any further.. he turned to leave when he saw even meher was standing behind him all shocked. He somehow tried to hide the pain in his eyes and left.
He did not know how to feel. He was feeling so bad. Was he depriving Nissar of all he really deserved? Did he overshadow him? He did not know what to think. He was going through an emotional turmoil. Finally he reached his room. He took his guitar and sat on the floor thinking about the conversation he just heard.
"Tum janti ho kitne ehsaan hai uske mujhpar"
This statement of Nisar kept ringing in his mind. He tried playing his guitar but wasn't able to concentrate. He was almost on a verge of crying. He kept his guitar aside. He just closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Unknowingly tears starts falling from his eyes.
He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. He hastily wiped his tears and looked at the person. It was Meher. He looked at her all blank. Why did she have to come at this moment. What will she think about him.. seeing him in such vulnerable condition. All this was going inside him when she spoke.
"Are you okay, Abeer" she asked softly.
"Yeah! yeah.. I am fine.. mujhe kya hoga" he said faking a smile but his eyes betrayed him.
As she looked into his eyes.. he knew she could very well tell his condition and his smile vanished.
"Do you want to talk, Abeer?" she asked.
"No.. I'm fine " he said nodding his head sideways.
"Take this coffee.. you will feel better" she said offering him the cup of coffee she has brought.
"And take care" she continued and turned to leave when he held her hand.
She looked at his hand holding her and into his eyes. Suddenly abeer realised and left her hand.
"I'm sorry" he mumbled.
Abeer Malhotra saying sorry to her. He was hurt.. Very very hurt.
"Its okay, Take care" she smiled and was leaving when she heard him.
"Mera bas ek hi dost hai Meher" he said with his voice breaking.
She stopped and turned towards him.
"Sirf ek.. jo mujhe mujh se bhi jaanta hai.. jiske sath maine apni life ki saari baatein share ki hai.. vo mere bare vo sab bhi janta hai jo shyad mom ko bhi nhi pta"
"He is like a family to me.. My friend , my guide, my brother and what not!.. Par mujhe to aaj pta chala ki vo mere sath hai kyuki maine uspe koi ehsaan kiya hai" his voice cracked.
"Kya galat kiya maine agar apni pocket money se uski fees bhari?.. waise bhi kahi na kahi to udaane hi the na mujhe vo paise.. Kya galat kiya jo use use apne ghar me rakha?.. itne bade ghar me akela reh kar kya karta mai.. Kya galat kiya use apne band me jagah dekar? Mujhe zarurat thi ek artist ki apne band me" tears came to his eyes.
"You know how low i feel of myself at this moment. It feels like i have bought his friendship with my money.. Am i such a bad friend meher? I could never understand how he feels.. He was always with me just because he thinks i have some kind of obligation for him"
"Am i such a selfish person, Meher?"
"Nahi abeer.. aisa nahi hai" she said keeping her hand on his shoulder.
"Meri wajah se use kabhi vo fame nahi mila jo vo desrve karta hai" he said standing up.
"NAhi Abeer.. don't say that.. You know rati kitna pyar karti hai Nissar se.. usne bas gusse me ye sab bol diya.. i am sure she does not mean all this.. And tumne suna na Nissar ko aisa bilkul nhi lgta"
"Haan.. use to ye lgta hai ki maine uspar koi ehsaan kiya hai... Ehsaan ki baat krta hai.. Aaj mai zinda hu na meher.. to bas uski wajah se.. Nahi to shyad mar gya hota mai 8 saal pehle hi.."
"Abeerrr.. kya bol rhe ho ye" she came closer to him and kept her hand on his cheek with atmost care in her eyes.
Suddenly abeer came closer to her and hugged her tight. And cried.
"I swear Meher.. maine kabhi uske liye kuch galat nhi socha.. kabhi nahi socha ki koi ehsaan kr rha hu us par.. Mai.. mai.. i have loved him like my own brother.. i never.." he fumbled.
"It's ok abeer, calm down" she said unsure whether she should hug him back.
"I am sure he feels the same for you" she said finally hugging him.
"I know what to do now" he said coming out of the hug and wiping his tears.
"Kaha jaa rhe ho Abeer? " she asked as he was leaving.
He stopped. Turned to her. His hands reached for her waist. He pulled her closer. And kissed her forehead.
"Thank you.. Thank you for listening to me baby" he said and left.
...
It was 15 mins now that she had this conversation with abeer. She leaned back on her chair and closed her eyes thinking about him. "I know what to do now". his words rang in her mind.
God knows what he was going to do.
And there was a commotion in entire office.
"Tu aisa kaise kar sakta hai mere chopdeee" sattu sir shouting.
"Sir, keh diya mujhe nhi rehne ab is channel me .. mai bas ab live shows karuga.. Waha scope zyada hai"
"Dekh tu jo kahega mai vo karuga.. bta kya chahiye tujhe? 9 bje ka slot chahiye? Mai meher ji se baat karuga.. par tu kahi nahi jaega keh diya na bas keh diya"
"Bas.. iss baar mera decision final hai sir" and with this he stormed out of the office.
...
"Tum dono me fir ladayi hui??" Nissar asked as he entered Meher's cabin.
She responded by nodding her head in a no.
"Fir?" he asked.
"I don't know" she replied.
"Meher tell me please.. i can handle him very well.. what is the reason"
"You" came her reply.
...
He saw him sitting on the beach side with beer bottle. His eyes were swollen. Nissar knew that he would find Abeer here.He went up to him and sat beside him.
"Dekh tu lecture mat diyo ab, mujhe nhi aana wapas .. to nahi aana" abeer said before nissar couls say anything.
"Nahi lecture dene nahi aaya.. balki maine bhi resignation de diya hai"
"Kya ?? paagal hai kya? kyu? channel band kraega kya?"
"Abeer tu sahi keh rha hai.. Ye live shows better hai.. Mai tere band me hi hu tere sath"
"Pagal hai bey? Sattu sir ko heart attack aa jaega.. Terko do show sambhalne hai ab"
"Mujse nahi sambhalte ye 2 show.. mai.. Cut the crap.. ye natak nhi ho rha ab mujse" Nissar said stood up.
"Mere liiye channel chhodega.. taaki mai famous ho saku.. pagal hai kya"
"Ohh! toh madam ne chugli ki hai meri" he too stood up angrily.
"Aur tu kya kar rha hai.. Nissar muje apna dost nhi manta.. apne paise se kharida h tune mujhe.. haann.. bol chup kyu ab saale" Nisaar pushed him back.
"Acha.. aur mai to tujh pr ehsaan krta aaya hu na ... isliye tu sab chhod dega mere liye" abeer punched him
"Han aur tu channel chhod dega .. taaki mujhe dono shows mil jaye.. " Nissar punched back..
"Haan.. mujhe nhi chahiye teri zabardaasti ki dosti.. jaa yaha se.." he pushed him
"Han thik hai na.. tere saare paise lauta dunga mai.. mujhebhi nhi chahiye tere mere beech kuch.." nissar punched his face.
"kamine face ka naksha bigaadega kya.. aur mere paise? Acha ab tera mera ho gya na.. thik hai.. jaa.. its over" abeer pushed haed this time.
Nissar fell on the ground.. his head hit a stone and it started bleeding.
"Oye Nissar.. thik hai tu.. sorry bhai.. zyada lag gyi kya" abeer asked concerned and nissar hugged him tight.
"Kamine.. mujse dosti todega" nissar said crying.
"Tune kyu kaha maine ehsaan kiya tujh pr? Mera bhai hai tu.. bhul gya jo mera hai vo tera hai..except ofcourse u know what" abeer laughed in tears.
"I am sorry bhai"
"Hann.. sorry to bolna hi chahiye.. Aage se bakwas ki na.. fir dekhio"
And they hugged once again.
"Waise to mai tujhe kiss bhi kar deta.. Par mai meri meher ko cheat nhi krna chahta" abeer laughed..
"Tu kabhi nhi sudherega" Nisaar smiled off.
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