SS: Marrying Miss Kashyap *COMPLETED* Epilogue@pg-130 28/09/15 - Page 39

Originally posted by: Aazeen02

Swathi, beta so jaao...

Abhi no update... Ek toh neend playing havoc on me, and I have go anyways go to have my Sehri meal, as well prepare for my family before the Roza for the day begins...

I'm not very satisfied with the update for now... Let's see where to end, though I've written all I had intended in the episode...

Originally posted by: Aazeen02

Veerji, if that question is still making you go in the loop, just leave that and move on... No probz at all... Aap pareshaan mat hoiye... Aal ij well... 😆

Thand paaiye... Dont worry...

Reviews ke rply main zaraa theher ke dungi...

writing the update right now...

Have to give you all this one... Its already 8 days I haven't given...

CHAPTER-6

Ananya was carefully escorted by Sandhya Bhabhi to their new room... Her and her Husband's... After Sandhya Bhabhi closed the door behind her, Ananya looked around the decorated room... Flowers, bouquets, flowery aromas all scented the room pleasantly... The lavishness of the room told how the editor-in-chief has tastefully decorated the luxurious apartment ... Their bed was elegantly decorated with flowers, but sitting right in the middle of the bed, with her finery sprawled all over the bed looked cliched to her... Neither Kabir would be comfortable with that out of his second wedding; neither had she wanted to behave like the nervous little mice sitting there... She walked up to the large windows in his room... Looking upon at the posh colony and never-sleeping roads of Delhi... The building of the apartment she stood in was decorated with multiple coloured fairy lights in varied designs marking clear signs of a wedding held here... After her bidaai at the wee hours and then other ceremonies here, it was almost dawn, she could hear slight chirps of the birds, and she breathed in the fresh smell of the early mornings of Delhi before it again gets polluted for the day, she looked up again towards the sky, looking nothing particular at, and her thoughts went back to the evening... The first thoughts of it reminded her of being married now... She couldn't resist touching her henna coloured finger tips on her hair parting below her maang teeka, and then saw her finger tips again... A speck from the large amount of Sindoor from her parting came on it... She rubbed her finger off with her thumb, smilingly looking at the doubled beaded mangalsutra that clung on to her neck, resting over the chunni on her chest... No matter what, it did give her pleasant and happy feelings...

Thinking more over the evening, or rather recollecting the moments of the Milestone Day of her life, she remembered her mother looking fondly at her in the morning, when Ananya was taking off all the bits of the dried Henna off her hands and feet that were still sticking to her skin... Her mother's eyes went blur hugging her dear daughter one of those last times before she'd be married off... More tears escaped her mother's eyes when she shared that one wish she wanted to have fulfilled, but couldn't- "Aaj tere papa hote yahan Ananya, toh baat hi kuch aur hoti..."the mother couldn't help share her joy and grief at that one moment, how her father had loved Ananya all the while he was with them... How he had dreamt of her beautiful life... How like any other parent, he had beautiful dreams for his daughter's marriage... All seem so void, just by the absence of that one imminent person of one's life... Ananya blinked her eyes avoiding crying like the previous morning with her mother... She suddenly smiled remembering the dhamaal her friends did in the entire evening with all the fun, dance and masti... And just then she remembered Manav, Malvika and Khalid's face... And the impending giggle escaped her mouth... Oh how she loved the reactions painted on their faces, telling bold and clear how shocked they were...

In her own thoughts, laughing and giggling to herself, she never realised when Kabir entered in the room, and locked the door behind him, and came by her side at the window, and amusedly watched her laugh to herself... He spoke in the same fond tune- "Kis baat par akele-akele hansa jaa raha hai?" Ananya looked up to him, her smile slipping for a second, and then returned back full-fledged seeing the same fun-filled looks in his ever so expressing eyes... She giggled again and then begun- "I'm still not over the funny set of events... As if Malvika and Khalid Sir's expressions were not enough to laugh at, that you began thanking Manav Sir for coming to my wedding... Gosh! One should have seen his face... How could anybody cease to laugh at that..." Kabir just smiled a goofy grin at that, but his smile faded a bit when she continued next- "Kyu aap Manav Sir ko aise pareshaan karte hain...?" Ananya good naturedly asked, and Kabir's expressions changed to seriousness- "I don't like that guy Ananya... He's good enough at his work... Bas! Utna hi kaam karna chahiye usko..." Ananya thought to ask him further, but she needn't, Kabir himself continued- "His cheap acts of showing me his tawdry ways to have you by his side..." for a moment if a person did not know Kabir, would have thought that to be his insecurity of losing his game with Manav, but Ananya knew it by some bits... It's not his insecurity to lose the game of worth or losing an important partner at work... It was his possessiveness of not wanting that guy to anyway influence Ananya... And surely he spoke next-"My blood boils to no limits when he forcefully hugs you infront of me... Don't blame me Ananya if one day you find him black eyed..." this time Ananya couldn't control that huge smile plastering her face, with a small excited giggle at his furious thoughts for that guy. The protectiveness he has for her was always felt, but for the first time she felt that to be expressive too... She grinned at him and then said- "Waise aapne Malvika and Khalid Sir ko bataaya kyu nahi tha about me?", this time his furiousness melted into a naughty smile... The same old mischevious smiles that she had seen in the office, as he spoke- "Maine toh card diya tha... She herself kept it aside before seeing your name..." he shrugged his shoulders casually... But she knew, he isn't telling all of that was in his wicked mind, and Ananya urged him further- "Bas? Sirf isliye? I thought I saw that victorious look in your eyes seeing her facial expressions changing seeing me at the reception..." she caught him spot on... He had that expression of the kid-caught-stealing-candies-look when Ananya spoke that- "You know it why..." he had the sheepish smile on his face, scratching his head he continued- "I don't work there because I'm the Kabir Sharma... I'm paid there for my work as an editor-in-chief... I'm nothing more to KKN or Malvika there post my work... And beyond that I do not entertain any invasion in my personal space, life or the people in my life. And at that moment she was talking to my wife-to-be. I could have given her a good piece of mind right there, but some lessons are to be learnt hard with time, and that is what happened..." Ananya smiled a beautiful smile looking not at him, but straight out of the window. Before she gets overwhelmed, she decided to stop talking anymore at that moment... Was it the new made relation's glitters, or has she just in this moment fallen in love with him, she did not know... But she wanted to take it easy before she gets too emotional... As if by consensus ad idem, Kabir too spoke nothing for a few moments, before the uneasiness of the closed collar of his shewani pricked him... Easing open the collar of his sherwani, he spoke- "Ananya, let's talk later, first change out of this heavy dress into something light... This sherwani already has started irritating me; I have no idea how you are still alive with this heavy lehenga and jewellery..." saying so he ushered her from the window towards the room where her belongings were already arranged... She stopped infront of the dressing table and spoke- "I need to first take my jewellery off... Aap tab tak change kar aaiye..." nodding towards her he collected his night pants and T-shirt, and went to change... Ananya stood infornt of the mirror and started taking out pins from her heavy dupatta one by one that held that in place... Keeping the heavy dupatta aside, she opened the irksome bun that was tied on her head, loosening up her hair, and a massage with the finger tips to ease her hair roots... Taking out the remaining jewellery, she began opening her neck piece, when her long open hair got stuck in it... The chain was hell tangled and it was certainly paining her... She was trying untangling the knots of her hair when Kabir came back after changing, and that is how he found her struggling... Stepping just behind her, he looked in the mirror in her eyes... Keeping his hands on her shoulder, he asked- "Help karoon?" and Ananya tiredly nodded asking his help... After trying to be as gentle as he could, he untangled her hair out of the necklace, and as he pulled it from around her neck, another chain locket was tangled in it that was secured around Ananya's neck and the locket was under her kurta, that pulled out of it, with the pull in its chain... Kabir turned her around and carefully looked at the bullet locket... He could faintly recognise it... Aah! The locket she wore in the office everyday along with her funky bracelets... And a small chuckle escaped his lips confusing Ananya... He tried clearing her confusion still smiling- "Itna pasand hai ye locket, ke apni shaadi tak par pehna hai? And in his question, he picked her wrist, and tried seeing between her bangles, if the bracelets also were there... But they weren't... That meant she only wore the locket... And the question in his mind was palpable in his eyes, as to what meant so important about this locket... Ananya gave a faint smile and excused herself- "Change karke aati hoon..." And she was off... Kabir was still confused... He kept the necklace back on the dressing table, where all her jewellery was kept, and came and sat at the corner of the bed recalling the scene unfold a minute before. What was so special about that locket? She didn't even tell... Kabir heaved a heavy breath after contemplating what it must be, but then left the decision on Ananya, if she wants to share or not. Forcing wasn't the option. He came and sat at one side against the head board of the already decorated bed spreading his legs, hands folded on his chest and his head reclined. He closed his eyes, and took deep breaths, his mind working in different directions... New leads that Laxman had messaged, office politics, Ananya's place there, his previous marriage, still papable hurts in his heart, Shreya, Tarini, Anurag... And finally his thoughts rested on another milestone of his life, his second marriage with Ananya, the beginning seems beautiful and bright, she seems to be a genuine girl, he has started to love her in different senses... They certainly are very good friends, soon good life partners too... A mind of him smiled at himself to think of starting the love life together with her... A person who wouldn't judge him with his past... "But, should he initiate steps towards her? Will he look desperate?" a negative part of his brain told... But the positive heart over ruled it by reminding Kabir- "She isn't judgemental... Go with the flow..."

His thoughts took a halt when he sensed a presence next to him... He opened his eyes to see Ananya sitting next to him in a beautiful satin gown, trying to gauge, if he has slept or not... Seeing her anticipated and looking at him, he gave her a gentle smile, letting her know he's awake... She smiled a smile... Not as hasty as she gave a few minutes back... But a little eager smile... Her hand reached up to her bosom, where lay the magalsutra over the gown, and also the same bullet locket... She held the locket chain, and removed it over her head, and placed it on Kabir's palm... She had read his questioning eyes, but just prepared herself in these few minutes of solace to tell him, what he wanted to know...

Kabir sat straight seeing her placing the locket on his palm... "Ye kya hai Ananya?" he asked softly, seeing her already preoccupied... "Mera past... wo sach jo uss din main aapko restaurant mein bataana chaahti thi.." Ananya spoke sincerely... Sensing that she wanted him to know that, he breathed in the air and carefully listened her, and then said- "Bataao Ananya, kya hai iske andar..."... Ananya picked the locket, letting the chain still kept on his open palm, and pulled out a newspaper cutting, folded in 6 neat folds from the open locket, and gave it to him... He carefully opened the already creased paper to find an old cutting... Dated 16^th May 2007... Titled "Jhoothe ilzaamon ke shor mein Sudhir Kashyap ka sach" The article began with the name of the writer- "Kabir Sharma"... Kabir shot his head up towards Ananya... He clearly remembered the case... One of the prominent cases that made him the man he is today... He looked in Ananya's eyes, asking the unsaid question... And she began- "Aapne abhi tak mere papa ko Mr. Kashyap ke naam se jaana hai... par... Dr. Sudhir Kashyap... Mere papa ka naam hai..." Ananya looked pained with the sudden disappearance and the bad-name that had spread about her dad that time... She continued- "Papa doctor they City Hospital mein... Imandaari se patients ko treat karte they... And one day, he was defamed of organ trafficking by one of the patient's family, just like in Dr. Sinha's case, bas papa par wo sab aarop nahi lagey they, lekin phir bhi, itni badnaami, ill-words, his reputation-name all went in drains with all the accusations... Bas! Dr. Sinha ki tarah mere papa ke paas aaj ke Kabir Sharma nahi they 8 and a half years pehle... Uss waqt bhi Kabir Sharma ne unke sach ka saath diya tha, haq bhi dilaaya tha, par bohot deri ho chuki thi... Tab tak papa apna sab kuch kho chuke they..." Ananya looked teary eyed towards Kabir... He could understand why she was so hell bent on helping Kabir with Dr. Sinha's case... she didn't want another case like her father in making... She continued- " Papa ko haq toh mila, but still it didn't let him live a respectful life... Aur case jeetne ke baad bhi wo ghar wapas nahi aa paaye... and na humein unke evidences mile, na police ne koi solid steps uthaaye unhe dhoondhne ke liye... I just wish he could have been saved before the damage was done way too much..." Ananya began sobbing at the loss of her missing father for the past 8 and half years... Kabir felt so sorry for her and her father... The ignition in him to hold on the power burning brighter... Not only did the lack of his power destroy his, Tarini's and Anurag's life, but also Ananya and her entire family's... How he wished he could have done something more than he did at that time... He snapped back from his painful thoughts, he needed to do something right now... Ananya was sobbing her heart out, quietly moaning the absence of her father in each steps of life; maybe she hadn't shared her grief with anybody for long now... He slowly gathered her in his arms, clinging her on to his chest, cradling her head in his arms over his heart, consoling her... Rubbing her back once in a while to let her sate herself out of the grief once and for all... He waited patiently until her sobs subsided... Once she was in semblance she, embarrassed at her outburst of emotions withdrew her head away from his chest, pulling her hair all over her face, tucking them behind her ears... He bent and wiped her tears out saying- " I'm very sorry Ananya... If I could have done any better to your father, I would have moved heaven and Earth then...", Ananya just nodded her head negatively asking him not to be sorry, and gave him a faint smile... He picked up a glass of water, and brought it to her lips... "Lo, paani pee lo..." he helped her drink the water that helped her wet her parched throat... She thanked him, and Kabir slowly pulled her next to him and his arm went around her shoulder pulling her to him... Picking up a small box from the side drawer, he opened it for her... I thought of buying you a gift... Maa said I should give you solitaries or some ornament... I wasn't sure if you would wear any of those earrings or pendants amongst the cool and funky ones you wear... so this is the only thing I thought you don't wear... He plucked the diamond ring out of the box, and slipped it off on her finger...

Ananya smiled looking at the beautiful diamonds of the ring, and she hugged her closed fist, having her ring on it to her chest, in a subtle way of telling him, she'd keep that intact, and love it to her heart... The soft gesture by her made Kabir give a lovely smile, and Ananya slowly leaned on to his shoulder, like she was a few moments ago, and Kabir too engulfed her in his embrace... Neither knew the soft cuddles, love filled hugs, tender caresses turn into the fires of passion, where both leaving all the worries of the world surrendered into each other's embrace... The troubled souls of the past, uniting as the loved souls for today... Becoming one from here on, to face the worries of tomorrow together... With each other... For each other...

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