OS : Mery Dard Ko Jo Zabaan Mily

Hello to all my dear readers...

I had written this OS before when surrogacy has just started... thinking that if ishita accepts it for family.. her pain... after watching yesterday episode I thought to post it... well I have made some addition also... read and do share your views regarding...

I am not sure whether it is worth to read or not...

OS : Mery Dard Ko Jo Zabaan Mily...

Sitting on floor hugging her knees... wanted to scream loud but suppress it... when emotions gets out of control she runs into washroom and stands under the shower... Her tears and water drops merged... After some time when she thinks that this inner fire is some kind of gets decrease... she wipes with towel and gets out... sees the dairy kept on table...

She takes out the dairy and takes the pen to write... sees the photo frame kept on table... a perfect picture of family... Her husband, raman.. two lovely kids, adi and ruhi... and herself... she traces her finger on photo... wipes the new tears form in her eyes... and smiles...

She writes...

I, ishita raman kumar bhalla... Was ishita iyer... Until I met raman and ruhi my life was different... Every one sees my life and says I have a perfect life... It is perfect???? Yes... and some time no... we are Imperfect... so how can our life be perfect...

Love of my family for me is exceptional... seeing the love of my kids... Ruhi and adi... no one can believe that I am not their real mothers... they love me so much... I cant see them in tears so they cant see me in pain...

Romi, bala jeeju and mihir... I have no brother but they never make me feel it... more than real brother they are... Romi real brother of raman but always at my side... mihir no blood relation with us but his relation with me and raman is out of the world...

Mummy jee and papa jee, they are more than my real parents... they never take me as their daughter in law... take me ahead on raman...

Simi, akka and miku... My sisters... my friends to whom I cans share any thing... without any fear...

Amma and appa... I love them...

Raman...

She ponder over lit bit and smiles... Lovingly touches his name... again continues to write...

What should I write about raman... he is my everything... my life, my love...

This is my beautiful family... Loves me so much... but I have a grief that everyone knows but no one understand my emotions... not even raman... this is not what I have ever imagine...

She heard laughter from living room... she cries...

Mein wo keh sakoon jo kaha nahe

Mein wo sun sakoon jo suna nahe

She opens the drawer takes out her pregnancy report and hugs the file close to her heart and cries... and says: aik dua ki thi mein ne...

Hai yehi dua yehi arzoo

Wo mera bane jo mera nahe

Meri khamoosi ko bayan mily

Mery dard ko jo zabaan mily

Ishita: mein ne sabar kar liya tha... per... I did not wanted this...still I accepted this... seeing my baby growing in the womb of other women... and the women ex of my husband... real mother of my kids... it give me pain... but why don't any one understand... Jo sab meri baat bina kahe samajh jaty thy wo aj mery ansoon dekh nahe sakty...

Kiyun uddasyian hai malal kiun?
mera ho gaya hay ye haal kiyun?
hua reza reza mera wajood
meri zindagi hai sawaal kiyun
jo mujhe nayaz-e-niha miley
Meray Dard Ko Jo Zuban Miley...

she cries... and says: life is cruel to me... I cant get full happiness always... the baby will be mine but still no mine... aik dua phr karti hoon... keep my baby safe this time... I cant loose him again...

After some days...

Ishita working in clinic. Her phone rings she takes the call and gets shocked... all she can thinks that: why god... why again...

She rushes to hospital sees shagun laying on bed with closed eyes... family standing there with tears...

Shagun: I am sorry ishita...

Just a lone tear escape from her eyes... raman holds her by shoulder as she was about to collapse...

Ishita: jo kismat mein nahe hota wo nahe milta...

mujhay roshni ki thi justuju

mera dil hua kisi raat sa
meri hasratein mere ruhbaroo hain

ye imtehan meri zat ka
mujhe apna namoonishan mile
meray dard ko jo zuban mile ...

@ bhalla house:

Ishita sitting on bed seeing the two reports of her two babies who just come to her only to leave her... she was silently crying she feels a hand on her shoulder and wipes her tears and turns... raman standing there sees her.. he comes towards her and holds her hands...

raman: ishita...

ishita could not control her emotions hugs him and cries... both were crying...

hai mujhe bikharne ki arzoo

mera karb hi hai mera sukoon
meri wehshatoon ka ye dasht hai

yahan jagta hai mera junoon
mujhe dolat e do jahan mile
meray dard ko jo zuban mile ..

ishita: raman why only us...

raman: I am sorry ishita... I could not fulfill your this happiness..

ishita: I want a promise raman..

raman sees her...

ishita: we will be happy with this family... I don't want more pain of losing again...

Raman: I promise...

Ishita: I want a break raman... from all this... raman kisses her forehead and nods...

Both hugs each other and cries... tiredness took over them and both sleeps cuddling to each other tired of facing life hurdles...

Their pain does not lessen but still they were with each other to share this pain... shagun and manoj moves on in their life...raman getting opportunity to flourish his business in Australia shift with his family... mihir and mihika gets their share of happiness with each other.. romi trying to put the scattered pieces of his life with finding happiness with his son rohit.. having his family with him always in tough time...

After three year..

AUSTRALIA

Ishita standing near the window thinking about her pain... her hardships she has faced... raman hugs her from back.. ishita rest her head on his chest and says: I love you raman... I never thought that we will ever get peace in our life... was tired of all the fear of something bad will happen... all the ploting of their... atlast we got our happiness...

Raman: everyone get their share of happiness sooner or later... we have got our... thanks for being there with me always in all difficult time..

Their talk gets disturb with the cries of infant.. ishita rushes to the little three month baby boy and rocks him and talks to him making him smile... raman adores the mother and son and thinks: dair say samjha per tumhara dard samajh gaya... I was on fault for taking surrogacy option.. I rushed it... and because of that decision you faced pain... but I am happy that finally you got your happiness...

Ruhi adi rushes in room listening to the cries of their little brother and both plays with their brother... family shares their happy time..

That's it my dear friends... hope that you all will like it waiting for your lovely comments and response on this os...

very nice shot

It's mind blowing

Nice story hope something like dis happens in d shw tooo ishra really need a break after wat all had happend in their life ishita's emotional trauma by seeing her baby in shagun's womb bt she can only pray for her baby's safety nicely written

Originally posted by: kras

It's mind blowing

U wrote ishita POV her pain so nicely

U wrote her fear very beautifully

U wrote her love for her family very beautifully

U killed that baby

And u shifted ishra to Australia also

And u gave them a baby boy also

U made raman understand his mistake bina usko cry baby banaye

I like the scene where they both shared their pain with each other

U granted everyone wish

Originally posted by: Sri1091

Nice story hope something like dis happens in d shw tooo ishra really need a break after wat all had happend in their life ishita's emotional trauma by seeing her baby in shagun's womb bt she can only pray for her baby's safety nicely written

Originally posted by: mamtasingla

very nice shot

raman understand ishita's pain

Superb u wrote ishitas pain n share her thoughts love u for it plsss keep writing

It felt so soothing and beautiful. My heart was at relief. So beautifully penned down. And to be true; everyone needs some peace, you can't run into issues all the time. Live simply and enjoy. Few things happens on its own; even if you wish or not. So nice.