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MehBeer OS: The Fear Of Losing You
Disclaimer: This is just a fiction. Any names, characters, occupation and places of residence, incidents are all my imagination. Any resemblance to any profession, any similar scene to any other fiction or actual events is purely spontaneous. If there is any image appearing on this site that belongs to you and don't wish for it appear on this site, please message with the link. It will be immediately removed.
It was an extremely important day in the history of GROOVE. After all in the next 2 hours, it's chief VJ would be going on air, for an exclusive live interview with India's top singer Alvira Khan who is known to keep her self private and for not giving interviews at all ,for his prime time show "Tere Nishaan".
The whole GROOVE had been buzzing with activity the whole day. Everybody ran around arranging the essentials and phones buzzed off the hook. But what could be a breaking news in itself, Abeer Malhotra himself is feeling restless himself.
As he slumped lethargically in his chair and stared blankly on his laptop screen, the gruesome memories of his beautiful yet dreadful past splashed for the umpteenth time now. The smile filled mornings ...the moan filled nights...the love filled air... the painful parting...everything so beautifully and brutally etched in his memory.
He had seen her at the worst of her anger as well as the verge of her vulnerability. He had heard the stupidest of her jokes and also witnessed her boldest confessions . He had seen her wearing a dirty pair of jeans for two long days while reading seriously for exams and had also seen himself get blown over by her mesmerizing saree clad look during the college party. To sum up, Abeer Malhota had seen this woman during her best and her worst.As an Ethereal Beauty and as a Damsel in Distress But probably there was no moment he had not been affected by her ,be it 8 years back before divorce or now ,Not always in good sense but still she affected him a lot. A reality he himself could not deny after all these years. And being caught in a whirlwind of these maddening emotions made him feel extremely uneasy.
Still sitting in his cabin brooding, Abeer suddenly heard some commotion outside. What the hell was all that yelling about? They had to be on air in another hour.
He stuck his head out into the newsroom and saw the few people remaining there rushing towards the CEO room. What now? He really didn't need this ...for heaven's sake he was trying to come in sync. with his emotions before the interview and here all these people were running like insane. "Give me a damn break" was all he could say in his mind.
But it was Nissar yelling Meher's name over and over again that got his attention. Now he sprinted towards the CEO room faster. There was a noticeable urgency in his step.
Nissar looked like he was trying to pull out Meher from her seat while Rati rubbed her back vigorously. Lovleen mam,Sattu sir, Nishi and rest of the staff too was out of their cabins by now. For a few seconds Abeer could not fathom what was happening until he realized Meher was gasping for air. Pushing everybody away and ramming twice into the office furniture Abeer ran to Meher's side shocking almost everybody present there. No one had ever seen him in such a frenzied state before. Not even when Nisaar met with an accident.
Oblivious to everybody else present there, Abeer took Meher's head in his lap and sprinkled some water on her face. Nissar could so easily read the terror spread across his face. He was panting badly. "Whats wrong with her...she was fine just a moment ago." he yelled in a tone filled with extreme worry. "Wake up Meher...talk to me dammit...just talk to me" he looked terrified by now.
"Abeer Sir I think Meher mam had something she is allergic to...I have seen this in my first-aid training...this is definitely an allergic reaction. We need to take her to the hospital...NOW!" Rati reached out to her phone and was calling for the ambulance but Abeer stopped her hand midway.
"Just stop it Rati" He shouted at the top of his voice almost shaking everyone out of their wits. "where's her purse?"
"What the hell Abeer! Why did you disconnect the call. She needs immediate medical attention" Loveleen yelled at Abeer.
"No. I said everyone stop! Just shut the hell up for a second and listen to me! Where is her purse?" Abeer asked.
"It's in the conference room,I'll fetch it" Rati said and headed out of the CEO room.
"Meher listen to me" Abeer cupped her face while stroking her hair from his other hand. "I sent Rati to fetch your purse. Is it there? Your epi-pen. I know you carry it everywhere Tell me is it there?" he grabbed her hand and was constantly trying to not let her sleep. She responded by grasping his hand forcefully.
Rati returned holding Meher's purse and before she could give it to Abeer .he snatched it from her and turned it upside down. By then Meher's wheezing and coughing was already getting worse.
"I know Meher...I am hurrying...everything will be fine, I promise" he said as he rummaged through the items on the floor. Finding what he was looking for he grabbed the epi-pen and removed it's cap.
"Hold her tight Rati" Abeer ordered and being as careful as he can, pushed the needle into her thigh through her leggings, wincing at his own gesture.
"Just two minutes Meher...and everything will be fine...just try and relax" Abeer spoke softly to her while rubbing her hands constantly.
A few minutes passed with almost everyone in the same positions. As the medicine took it's effect,Meher was made to lie in Abeer's green room' while Abeer still had her hand in his.
"Nissar listen to me now, make a call to Alvira's assistant immediately and cancel the interview for tonight, there is no way we can go live in the next thirty minutes." Abeer's declaration left everybody in a state of shock. Loveleen and Sattu sir were furious.
"What the hell is wrong with you Abeer. How can you stake GROOVE's reputation like that...for god sake she is fine now" Sattu sir yelled at the top of his voice.
"Abeer ,Sattu is right...you cannot do this. And how can you forget about your ambitions. Please stop mixing your personal and professional life" Lovleen said in a visibly harsh and tone. Kabir was much aware what made her so insensitive for Meher but at the moment he gave a damn about anything and everything.
"Lovleen mam I don't think I owe you any explanations regarding this...it would be better if we don't discuss this further" Abeer's straight forward reply almost shook Lovleen off her usual calmness. He was no longer the Abeer she knew. She knew it.
"Everyone get to work now and Nissar I want you to quickly work on a song to fill up for the interview slot. And Rati where the hell is that doctor...let me call him" as Abeer stood up from Meher's side, she gently grabbed his wrist from behind.
"Abeer" she whispered weakly.Abeer felt a palpable sense of relief dwell upon him, seeing her back. It was like a huge weight had been lifted from his chest. His life was finally back.
"Abeer you have to do this interview" she said in a low but firm tone.
" Meher don't try to preach me...I know my job. And technically it's not possible for us to go live now. So don't think about it"
"Nothing is impossible for Abeer Malhotra, I challenge you, you have to do the best interview possible in the history of any channel. You can't let our hard work ruin so easily" she declared.
Hearing her words, after what seemed ages now, a little smile tucked the corner of Abeer's lips. This girl could never fail to sweep him off his feet. He gave a brief thoughtful pause and then looked back at Nissar
"Nissar I hope you haven't cancelled the interview yet...we are going ahead with it" he winked, finally bringing the smile back on everybody's face, well, except a predictable few.
The interview, as Meher had expected, went better than any interview ever done by any VJ or reporter. Once finished, Abeer returned to the green room to check on Meher. She looked much better now and sat on the bed with her back resting against it. There was a satisfied smile spread across her lips.
"Look I told you...you did it" she quipped with a peppy smirk on her face.
"You know Meher you are seriously too much!...By the way did the doctor see you"
"What, No! No doctors please.U know I hate them. And there's nothing they can do for me that you haven't already done. Thankyou, by the way" she whispered this last part quietly to him, looking into his eyes.
"I'd say my pleasure Meher but believe me it wasn't. You've got to be more careful. And you ought to make sure at least your colleagues know you have a serious allergy. What would have happened if no one had known and even I was not there. Or if I was on air and no one came to get me?"
And that's when reality smacked him in the face. If this had happened just an hour later he would have been in the middle of the broadcast. Would anyone have bothered to interrupt a live show to tell him there was something wrong with her? He probably could have lost her...forever!
Suddenly the adrenaline that had kept him upright through all this completely left his body and he felt extremely frail. And Meher could easily sense his vulnerability.
"Abeer, are you alright?" she asked him concerned.
"NO! I am not alright Meher! I am just not" He shouted leaving her startled for a second. She had never seen him like this. So disturbed and touchy.
"I am sorry..I didn't mean to shout at you"
"No...it's ok." She was trying to read his expressions. "I understand I troubled you a lot. And I am sorry for that. I really am." she blurted and paused for a minute. "By the way It's good to see my ex-husband still remember my allergy." she whispered to him. "And I really like it". an unintentional blush had formed on her cheeks by now.
Abeer stared intently at her as she said those words. There was something so compelling about her, it would leave him totally breathless. In what seemed like no time, he gently moved his hand to the side of her face and cupped it ever so softly. "You are special Meher. And we cannot afford to lose you...I CANNOT afford to lose you" was all he could say, before pulling her into a brief embrace. For a second his gesture shook Meher off her serenity but she did not pull back. She knew what he had been through. Rather she liked it there...liked herself secured in his arms. She moved one of her arms around his shoulder, and hugged him back, letting him squeeze all his pain in that embrace.
"There always lies a new beginning with every ending"
that's all guys do comment and let me know how was that.
With love Maha.
Disclaimer: This is just a fiction. Any names, characters, occupation and places of residence, incidents are all my imagination. Any resemblance to any profession, any similar scene to any other fiction or actual events is purely spontaneous. If there is any image appearing on this site that belongs to you and don't wish for it appear on this site, please message with the link. It will be immediately removed.
It was an extremely important day in the history of GROOVE. After all in the next 2 hours, it's chief VJ would be going on air, for an exclusive live interview with India's top singer Alvira Khan who is known to keep her self private and for not giving interviews at all ,for his prime time show "Tere Nishaan".
The whole GROOVE had been buzzing with activity the whole day. Everybody ran around arranging the essentials and phones buzzed off the hook. But what could be a breaking news in itself, Abeer Malhotra himself is feeling restless himself.
As he slumped lethargically in his chair and stared blankly on his laptop screen, the gruesome memories of his beautiful yet dreadful past splashed for the umpteenth time now. The smile filled mornings ...the moan filled nights...the love filled air... the painful parting...everything so beautifully and brutally etched in his memory.
He had seen her at the worst of her anger as well as the verge of her vulnerability. He had heard the stupidest of her jokes and also witnessed her boldest confessions . He had seen her wearing a dirty pair of jeans for two long days while reading seriously for exams and had also seen himself get blown over by her mesmerizing saree clad look during the college party. To sum up, Abeer Malhota had seen this woman during her best and her worst.As an Ethereal Beauty and as a Damsel in Distress But probably there was no moment he had not been affected by her ,be it 8 years back before divorce or now ,Not always in good sense but still she affected him a lot. A reality he himself could not deny after all these years. And being caught in a whirlwind of these maddening emotions made him feel extremely uneasy.
Still sitting in his cabin brooding, Abeer suddenly heard some commotion outside. What the hell was all that yelling about? They had to be on air in another hour.
He stuck his head out into the newsroom and saw the few people remaining there rushing towards the CEO room. What now? He really didn't need this ...for heaven's sake he was trying to come in sync. with his emotions before the interview and here all these people were running like insane. "Give me a damn break" was all he could say in his mind.
But it was Nissar yelling Meher's name over and over again that got his attention. Now he sprinted towards the CEO room faster. There was a noticeable urgency in his step.
Nissar looked like he was trying to pull out Meher from her seat while Rati rubbed her back vigorously. Lovleen mam,Sattu sir, Nishi and rest of the staff too was out of their cabins by now. For a few seconds Abeer could not fathom what was happening until he realized Meher was gasping for air. Pushing everybody away and ramming twice into the office furniture Abeer ran to Meher's side shocking almost everybody present there. No one had ever seen him in such a frenzied state before. Not even when Nisaar met with an accident.
Oblivious to everybody else present there, Abeer took Meher's head in his lap and sprinkled some water on her face. Nissar could so easily read the terror spread across his face. He was panting badly. "Whats wrong with her...she was fine just a moment ago." he yelled in a tone filled with extreme worry. "Wake up Meher...talk to me dammit...just talk to me" he looked terrified by now.
"Abeer Sir I think Meher mam had something she is allergic to...I have seen this in my first-aid training...this is definitely an allergic reaction. We need to take her to the hospital...NOW!" Rati reached out to her phone and was calling for the ambulance but Abeer stopped her hand midway.
"Just stop it Rati" He shouted at the top of his voice almost shaking everyone out of their wits. "where's her purse?"
"What the hell Abeer! Why did you disconnect the call. She needs immediate medical attention" Loveleen yelled at Abeer.
"No. I said everyone stop! Just shut the hell up for a second and listen to me! Where is her purse?" Abeer asked.
"It's in the conference room,I'll fetch it" Rati said and headed out of the CEO room.
"Meher listen to me" Abeer cupped her face while stroking her hair from his other hand. "I sent Rati to fetch your purse. Is it there? Your epi-pen. I know you carry it everywhere Tell me is it there?" he grabbed her hand and was constantly trying to not let her sleep. She responded by grasping his hand forcefully.
Rati returned holding Meher's purse and before she could give it to Abeer .he snatched it from her and turned it upside down. By then Meher's wheezing and coughing was already getting worse.
"I know Meher...I am hurrying...everything will be fine, I promise" he said as he rummaged through the items on the floor. Finding what he was looking for he grabbed the epi-pen and removed it's cap.
"Hold her tight Rati" Abeer ordered and being as careful as he can, pushed the needle into her thigh through her leggings, wincing at his own gesture.
"Just two minutes Meher...and everything will be fine...just try and relax" Abeer spoke softly to her while rubbing her hands constantly.
A few minutes passed with almost everyone in the same positions. As the medicine took it's effect,Meher was made to lie in Abeer's green room' while Abeer still had her hand in his.
"Nissar listen to me now, make a call to Alvira's assistant immediately and cancel the interview for tonight, there is no way we can go live in the next thirty minutes." Abeer's declaration left everybody in a state of shock. Loveleen and Sattu sir were furious.
"What the hell is wrong with you Abeer. How can you stake GROOVE's reputation like that...for god sake she is fine now" Sattu sir yelled at the top of his voice.
"Abeer ,Sattu is right...you cannot do this. And how can you forget about your ambitions. Please stop mixing your personal and professional life" Lovleen said in a visibly harsh and tone. Kabir was much aware what made her so insensitive for Meher but at the moment he gave a damn about anything and everything.
"Lovleen mam I don't think I owe you any explanations regarding this...it would be better if we don't discuss this further" Abeer's straight forward reply almost shook Lovleen off her usual calmness. He was no longer the Abeer she knew. She knew it.
"Everyone get to work now and Nissar I want you to quickly work on a song to fill up for the interview slot. And Rati where the hell is that doctor...let me call him" as Abeer stood up from Meher's side, she gently grabbed his wrist from behind.
"Abeer" she whispered weakly.Abeer felt a palpable sense of relief dwell upon him, seeing her back. It was like a huge weight had been lifted from his chest. His life was finally back.
"Abeer you have to do this interview" she said in a low but firm tone.
" Meher don't try to preach me...I know my job. And technically it's not possible for us to go live now. So don't think about it"
"Nothing is impossible for Abeer Malhotra, I challenge you, you have to do the best interview possible in the history of any channel. You can't let our hard work ruin so easily" she declared.
Hearing her words, after what seemed ages now, a little smile tucked the corner of Abeer's lips. This girl could never fail to sweep him off his feet. He gave a brief thoughtful pause and then looked back at Nissar
"Nissar I hope you haven't cancelled the interview yet...we are going ahead with it" he winked, finally bringing the smile back on everybody's face, well, except a predictable few.
The interview, as Meher had expected, went better than any interview ever done by any VJ or reporter. Once finished, Abeer returned to the green room to check on Meher. She looked much better now and sat on the bed with her back resting against it. There was a satisfied smile spread across her lips.
"Look I told you...you did it" she quipped with a peppy smirk on her face.
"You know Meher you are seriously too much!...By the way did the doctor see you"
"What, No! No doctors please.U know I hate them. And there's nothing they can do for me that you haven't already done. Thankyou, by the way" she whispered this last part quietly to him, looking into his eyes.
"I'd say my pleasure Meher but believe me it wasn't. You've got to be more careful. And you ought to make sure at least your colleagues know you have a serious allergy. What would have happened if no one had known and even I was not there. Or if I was on air and no one came to get me?"
And that's when reality smacked him in the face. If this had happened just an hour later he would have been in the middle of the broadcast. Would anyone have bothered to interrupt a live show to tell him there was something wrong with her? He probably could have lost her...forever!
Suddenly the adrenaline that had kept him upright through all this completely left his body and he felt extremely frail. And Meher could easily sense his vulnerability.
"Abeer, are you alright?" she asked him concerned.
"NO! I am not alright Meher! I am just not" He shouted leaving her startled for a second. She had never seen him like this. So disturbed and touchy.
"I am sorry..I didn't mean to shout at you"
"No...it's ok." She was trying to read his expressions. "I understand I troubled you a lot. And I am sorry for that. I really am." she blurted and paused for a minute. "By the way It's good to see my ex-husband still remember my allergy." she whispered to him. "And I really like it". an unintentional blush had formed on her cheeks by now.
Abeer stared intently at her as she said those words. There was something so compelling about her, it would leave him totally breathless. In what seemed like no time, he gently moved his hand to the side of her face and cupped it ever so softly. "You are special Meher. And we cannot afford to lose you...I CANNOT afford to lose you" was all he could say, before pulling her into a brief embrace. For a second his gesture shook Meher off her serenity but she did not pull back. She knew what he had been through. Rather she liked it there...liked herself secured in his arms. She moved one of her arms around his shoulder, and hugged him back, letting him squeeze all his pain in that embrace.
"There always lies a new beginning with every ending"
that's all guys do comment and let me know how was that.
With love Maha.
Anupamaa
