Mehbeer OS || HeartBeat

Life has being quite different for me from a few days. Being back in office feels different. The guy who was like after me since 3 months was now suddenly all sweet and caring. After I came out of coma, he has been constantly by my side. He does not irritate me anymore. He is being uber sweet. And to be honest he is getting on my nerves now. I can't just tolerate this extra caring, extra nice Abeer. I like being him the way he is. I mean, not that i like him any way, i find him normal this way. And now breaking news just reached my ears. I was hell frustrated. What the hell does this guy want? What was he trying to show the world? I don't know why but all this angered me. With all these thoughts in my mind, i decide to face him.

I storm into his cabin, shouting.

"What the hell do you think of yourself Mr. Abeer Malhotra"? i shout and he stands up, clueless about why i was shouting.

"I think i'm hot, sexy, dashing, charming..ummm.. lemme think more" he answered jokingly.

"Can you ever be serious? what the hell do you think you are doing? what the hell do you want to show? That you care? Abeer do whatever you want to do now.. When you didn't care 8 years back.. You have no right to care for me now.. Do you understand that?"

"Hello.. hello.. hello?? What are you talking about?. Will you please do the honours of telling me? Or is it your favourite pastime shouting at me?? " he said clearly frustrated.

"Ohh! so you want to hear? Let me tell you the latest gossip about us' thats going on in the office! So Mr. Malhotra you left your dad's house for my sake. Because your dad did not approve of me and said some derogatory words. And you being the nicest person in the world left his house because you just couldn;t hear anything against me. Oh! Yeah yeah! because you still love me. Right?" i say angrily.

"Thats personal Meher!" he says calmly, his eyes down.

"What do you want to prove Abeer? Get it clear in your mind. I wont come back in your life. At any cost. Dont try being all nice to me. Its not working for me. Just stop wasting your time. I hate you. I hate you from the core of my heart." i shouted.

I could see rage building up in his eyes. Suddenly he grabbed my hand and pinned me to the wall. His hold on my wrist getting tighter with each second.

"What the hell Meher? Tum samajhti kya ho khud ko haan? I want you back in my life? Are you mad. I won't do the same mistake again. Never. Never ever. Why do you think everything revolves around you? Dont give so much importance to yourself. I don't care okay?? okay??" he shouted.

"Abeerrr.. Leave me.. its hurting.. leave" i say trying to free myself.

"Hurt?(he laughs sarcastically) You don't even know what it means. Jo tumne kiya hai na meher.. I wont forgive you for that ever. You just.. you just don't deserve anyone's love.. You don't." he was shouting when he was cut my nisaar.

"Abeerr.. kya kar rha hai tu... Chhod meher ko" Nissar came in between and freed me from his hold.

"What the hell are you doing.." he said showing him the marks on my wrist. I was on the verge of crying. I could still see rage in abeers eyes.

"Stay out of this Nissar, Just stay out.. You.. You don't know what she is.. you just don't know.." he says gritting his teeth.

Nissar's expressions changed. His face went pale. He looked down, as if so dat he doesn't meet our eyes.

"Abeer.. Maybe i'm the one who knows everything" he says calmy. There was guilt in his eyes.

"What?" Both i and Abeer say together.

"I have something to confess guys" he says, his voice almost inaudible.

Flashback::

Taiji: Nissar beta! Dubara mat soch. Dekh terko paise chahiye teri family ke liye. Aur kya ho gya ek dost ko dhokha de bhi diya to. Beta zyada mat soch! Family comes first.

Nissar: Ji Taiji.

At this moment Abeer enters.

Abeer: Taiji bulaya aapne?

Taiji: Haan beta! Dekh tere dad ka phone aya tha.. Tujhe bohot important kaam se office bulaya hai..

Abeer: Par taiji.. Mujhe Meher ke sath hospital jana hai.. monthly checkup ke liye.

Taiji: Arre beta, Nissar hai nay yaha.. meher ko hospital ye jaega.

Abeer: Par Taiji.. Maine promise kiya tha meher ko.

Nissar: Abeer, yar bhot important kaam hai.. Tu tension mat le.. I will take care of her.You go.

Abeer left from there. Taiji hands Nissar a packet.

Taiji: Le Nissar.. Ye dawa, ye hospital se aane ke baad, Meher ke juice me mila diyo.. Bas itna sa kaam hai.

She smiled evilly.

...

Nissar and Meher go to the hospital. After the normal checkup, Meher was waiting when Nissar handed some money to the nurse.

"Dont wry Sir! Shaam tak aapke nakli abortion papers taiyar ho jaege" the nurse smiled.

...

On the way!:

Nissar: Meher, yar mujhe bhot man kar rha hai juice peene ka.. Chale kya?

Meher: haan sure, chalo.

They reach a juice shop. Nissar takes out the packet.. and mixes the medicine in her juice. They have it and Nissar drops her home. (It was some for killing the foetus).

...

In the evening:

Meher starts feeling uneasy and severe stomach ache. She runs to the washroom and sees blood. She shouts for Madhvi but before she comes she falls unconscious.

...

The next thing she remembers is Abeer is sitting behides her, hugging her tightly, consoling her. She was crying. Taiji taunting her for losing the baby because of her carelessness.

The doorbell rung. HE went to check the door. Then the inevitable happened.

...

Abeer stormed into the room all angry. His eyes were red. He held my hand and pulled me up from the bed. I did not know what was happening.

" Why did you do all this Meher?" He shouted

"Abeerr.. Kya hua?" i asked.

He threw some papers on my face. I pick them up. ABORTION PAPERS. I was numb.

"Are you happy now? You did what you wanted right?" he shouted.

"Abeerrr.. ye ..." i couldn't just speak

"Ye.. nhi.. mai.. maine.. nhi..." i try to continue.

"Bas Meher bas! Enough! You killed my child, you killed me Meher! you killed me! I hate you for this.. i hate you"

...

FlashBack Ends

I looked at Abeer. He stood there frozen taking support of the wall. His eyes were red with tears. Nissar came upto him.

"I am sorry bhai..i..i" Nissar spoke.

"Nissar.. Why are you lying? I know have not done this. Don't lie. Please don't. Tell me all this is just a lie. You haven't done anything? hun? Tune kuch nahi kiya na.. jhoot kyu bol rha hai.. paagal hai kya tu?" Abeer says to him very calmly.

"Abeer! This is the truth ! Meher was not at fault.. i.. i ..was.. i.. i sorry" Nissar said keeping his hand on abeer's shoulder.

He yanked away his hand and pushed him away.

"Dont.. Dont you Dare.. Dont you dare touch me" Abeer said angrily.

Abeer looked at me with teary eyes. Within a split second he turned his eyes away. I stood there as a silent spectator with teary eyes. Abeer started backing off. Before i could realise he was no more there in the room.

Nissar approached me. Before he could speak anything i spoke.

"I don't want any bloody explanation, the one i thought to be my best friend turns out to be my worst enemy" i laugh sarcastically. And storm out of the room.

...

i sat in my office. My tears were not stopping. Only Abeer's face was all i could think of. His eyes.In that one moment that he looked at i had realised how hurt he was. How guilty he was. How vulnerable he was. I have hated him all these years. Only because he didn't believe me. I tried explaining, he did not listen. And den he handed me the divorce papers. End of our beautiful relationship. It took only 2 days. Mere 2 days.

I was thinking all this when, recording studio lights were switched on. I got a call from Satish Sir asking me to monitor abeer's recording.

...

He sat on his recording chair with guitar. He was smiling. A fake smile. I could make that out from his eyes.He started.

"Hello dosto.. kaise hai aap sab? I hope everything is going great! To shuru karte hai kahani ka agla part... kahani ka aakhri part.

Ab hero heroine ki shaadi bhi ho gyi thi. Vo dono bhot khush the apni life me.. Their life was like a fairy tale" he smiles, this time genuinely.

"But den, entry hui villain ki.. but usme ek twist tha .. Hamara hero hi ban gya villain" he got serious.

"Trust.. Trust..he didn't even know the meaning of this word... Some stupid fights.. some misunderstandings and everything was over for him. He didn't trust her.. he blamed her.

He insulted her. He divorced her." he said , i could feel the anger in his voice, for himself.

"Heroine ko patthar dil kehta tha vo.. Par ye kaha jaanta tha.. ki uske khud ke paas to dil tha hi nahi.. Naa dil naa dimag.. Kaise.. kaise soch sakta tha vo aisa.. kaise believe kart ha ki uski Meh..." he stopped as words slipped out.. He was on a verge of crying.

"uski heroine aisa kar sakti hai.. pagal tha vo..Par apne gusse me, apne ego me.. apne paagalpan me.. kuch nahi dekhta tha" a tear fell down his eyes as he continued.

I too had tears. His condition made me cry. With every word that he spoke, his heart broke.

I could see him breaking into pieces each second. He was controlling his tears. I could sense his anger and hatred for himself in his voice. In his eyes. His eyes. They were bloodshot red. He didn't have the courage to face me i knew. He won't come. He won't ask for forgiveness. He won't want me to forgive him. He would just hurt himself. The way he was doing now.

"When he got to know the truth, He didn't know what to do. He couldn't meet her eyes. All he had was hatred for himself. He would never be able to meet her eyes. He would never be able to apologize. Because he knows, he is not worth it. Worth her forgiveness. Like he wasn't worth her love. She loved him with all her might.. But he never deserved it. He didn't deserve her. Maybe his love was not strong. Maybe his love was not true.. Maybe his love was vague. Maybe. She deserved much more and much better life but what she got was his blames.. his taunts.. His hatred.. I.. He couldn't not explain how he was feeling dat moment. He wished she never met him. He wished he never came to her life. He wished he could just die at this moment..." he spoke this and i couldn't control myself.

I wiped my tears and stormed out of my cabin. I entered the recording studio.I switched on the lights.

"Out everyone... Stop the recording! We are on 15 min break" i shouted.

Everyone vacated the room. Abeer stood up from his chair. I looked straight into his eyes. At the next moment he lowered his eyes. I come closer to him.

"Look into my eyes Abeer" i say sternly. He does for once and shifts to the side. His eyes well up.

"I.. I.. am So.. Sorry Meher.. i.. i.." he fumbles

"I wont ask for forgiveness.. I know i don't deserve it" he continued.

I had prepared myself to be strong. But i don't know why a sob escaped. He immediately cupped my face. And then realising something he withdrew. I could read his eyes. They said he didn't had the right to touch me. I needed to tell him he was wrong. I needed to be strong. I hugged him. He was reluctant. I tightened my hold. He finally gave him. He started crying hugging me. Crying really badly. He slid down to the floor. Still holding my waist, he cried. I couldn't see him in this condition. I could see how much he regretted his decision.

I ruffled his hair lightly.

"I am sorry.. Mehr.. i really am..i" he mumbled the same thing again and again.

"It was not your fault" i finally manage to say.

"Dont say that i don't deserve this.. please"

"I love you Abeer.. i really do.. it wasn't your fault" i say

He stood up. Joined his hand infront of me.

"I'm sorry" he said and before he could complete, i kissed his lips.

He did not reciprocate instantly. But then he gave in.He came out of the kiss and held my hands with his. Then he joined his forehead with me.

"Dont do this Meher.. I am not worth it.. i am not worth you"

"Sshhh.. shut up.. you are not going to tell me what to do" i smiled.

He did not say anything further. It was not needed. He must have understood i really meant all this.Why? Because we could still understand each other breaths.