I am Nabeela aka Nabi. I am new to this forum but I have recently started following Vishkanya. And of course ship Malay and Appu together. And can I just say Vin Rana is a piece of perfection! Too bad he is married đ! But that has never stopped any of us, has it?! Haha.
So anyway I find this show quite interesting especially with the new parallel lead inclusion. I don't know how I feel about this love triangle angle yet. I mean honestly speaking I don't mind the new girl. She is sweet and reminds me of mishri..literally! But I also think that the CV's rushed Appu and Malay's love story. I mean they meet like two three times and fall in love...hmm not very realistic. Plus I would like there to be a slow burn and realization process you know. So I wrote this OS because my heart was in a dilemma as Appu is yet to confess her love to Malay properly. So this is just one way I think the process might go. It's a sad OS but I tried to not be too sappy and sulky! I am sorry if it's really depressing and you feel terrible after reading it. Just know that I will be sad with you and I hope we can still be friends đłđ
Okay enough of my ranting. Go ahead and read the OS and do like and comment! Would love to know your feedback!
Love y'all
OS: Teri palkein
It had been a week since their engagement had been fixed. Everything was going well. Everyone seemed happy, excited even. Honestly Malay hadn't expected this kind of response after what had transpired between Kaki and his Mom. His love for Appu had won in the end because they were soon getting engaged and then in a few days married.
He was nervous about this whole marriage thing. After all shaadi ka first time toh ek hi baar ata hai. He wasn't nervous because he didn't love Appu! No no no. He loved her alright, very much. Like Romeo had loved Juliet and Manjnoo had loved Laila, as cheesy as that sounds it is true.
He didn't know if such a thing as star crossed lovers existed but what he felt for Appu was real. He felt truly alive when he was with her. Her naivety and innocence was what attracted him towards her. He hadn't even seen her the first time, only her eyes and that was when he fell...fell in love with her. He didn't know it then but now it's the most beautiful truth of his life. His love for Appu.
That night when he had sneaked into her room to complete the dare from all those years ago, he just knew that would be the night when he actually saw the "bhootni". But what he saw left him speechless and maybe a little unsure of his own feelings. He saw her taking a bath. Ok, not literally but there she was lounging in the tub as if it was a sofa. Didn't she know that your supposed to lock the door when your taking a bath?
He could feel color rising towards his cheeks, both from embarrassment and awkwardness. He should probably get out, it would be very wrong if someone caught him sneaking in a girl's bathroom. Like disastrously wrong. But, he came all this way just to leave without a selfie? Nah not possible. So he took out his phone and inched just a little closer to the "bhootni's" proximity. Of course her back was turned, Thank God! He angled the camera and there he took the selfie! Now he had proof that he had completed his bet finally after all these years.
But of course the universe had to work against him and get him into trouble one way or another. Karma is such a b**ch sometimes! As he was about to leave, the bhootni had to come out in the room and see him. And she was screaming on the top of her lungs! Good Lord, what is she? Freaking Opera?! He shushed her with a hand on her mouth, but he couldn't see her face because of the darkness in the room. But he could see those eyes...
Those eyes ensnared him. They were a pure reflection of her heart, which he would later come to realize was as warm and full of love. Maybe Karma can also be nice sometimes. From that moment onwards he was a prisoner. A prisoner of those elusive eyes.
Those eyes always emanated warmth like they were doing now. Malay watched Appu sit among Kaki and his Mom, choosing jewelry and saris for the upcoming wedding functions. And all he could look at were those eyes. There was something different about them ever since their marriage was fixed.
They were still those warm chocolate brown eyes but they seemed to heave something. He did know if it was his mind playing trick on him but he saw raw pain in those eyes. As if there's an internal storm brewing inside her. App seemed detached ever since the marriage was fixed. At first he had ignored it thinking she might be nervous, after all it hadn't been long since she had stepped out into the world from the confines of her room. But what bugged him was that she still hadn't told him that she loves him.
He would never force her of course! She could take her time, its just when he asked her why she hadn't told him she love him yet in the car that day she had avoided that question and quite smoothly too. He couldn't help but feel a little hurt. After all they were going to get married soon. However some part of him felt that Appu wasn't happy with this marriage. At least not in the way he was.
There was still reluctance in her eyes. She didn't show it quite often but he could read her eyes. And something told him that she wasn't ready yet. So he decided to ask her one final time.
"Appu, can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked getting up from my spot. Kaki looked at me and then towards Appu. I could feel them conversing through unsaid words, through their eyes. I couldn't help but feel left out, feel like there was something I was missing. But before I could dwell further on this feeling I heard Kaki say something.
"Jao Appu. Yeh shopping to bad mein bhi ho sakti hai," Kaki said with a knowing tone. Appu nodded and got up from her spot. I could feel my mother's disapproving glare even before I glanced at her. She looked at me questioningly, I gave her a smile in return. I offered my hand to Appu and she took it a little reluctantly. I guess she still felt shy holding my hand in front of everyone, especially her Kaki and my Mom.
They went outside in the balcony. Appu tried freeing her hand from him but he wasn't ready to let go just yet.
"Malay Ye kya kar rahe ho? You can leave my hand now," she said still struggling.
"Chodne ke liye thodi na pakda hai." I said tugging her closer to me. I hear her breath hitch because of our closeness.
"Ma-Malay please let me go," she said in a pleading tone. And I did let her go because out close proximity wasn't just affecting her, it was affecting me too.
I turned around and leaned on the railing of the balcony. It was now or never. "Appu do you love me?"
"Huh?!" she was stunned, taken aback by the question. He could it hear it in her voice. Even without looking at her he could tell she was probably staring at him, he could feel her gaze on his face.
"Do you love me?" I repeated the question glancing towards her. I could see the recognition set in her face. Her gaze drifted towards the ground and she looked anywhere but at me.
"I-I...um..."
"You don't have to say the three words Appu. I know how big of a deal it is. You just have to say yes or no. I am not asking you to confess. I just...need to know," his tone had turned pleading in the end. She didn't have to say "I love you" just a simple yes or no.
She looked up at him, when she heard the plead in his voice. He could see her battling between what to say to him or to keep quiet, her eyes said it all. Always her eyes, they never lied.
A moment passed between them. Or maybe it hadn't. They wouldn't know, both of them were hitched in a eye lock. He knew he wasn't leaving here today without some kind of an answer and she knew she couldn't tell him what he wanted to hear.
"Malay, I can't answer that." she said turning away from him. She clutched the necklace hard, feeling her heartbeat getting faster.
"Why Appu? It's a simple question. Do you love me or not?" I asked turning her around.
"I-I don't know..." she said still not meeting my gaze. I have to admit that did hurt. I mean we are getting engaged in a day or two, and then married for godsake. And the girl I am marrying doesn't know if she loves me or not.
I backed away from her. I though that I could read her eyes. In fact I though I had read them, read the love in them. But I guess I was wrong. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. Damn these tears! Everytime I was near her or saw her in pain...these tears always come out..But I guess this time I am the one hurting.
She lifter her gaze once again and looked up at me. I could see the pain register in her eyes, in her face, in her whole body language, the pain of hurting me. I knew there must be some reason behind her uncertainty in loving me but I couldn't help it. I loved her and I knew it the moment I saw her. Yes it had taken time for me to realize it but I knew I fell for eyes even before I saw her. And for the first time since then I couldn't read them. I couldn't understand them. It felt like someone had just dumped a bucket of cold water on my head.
I saw her reaching towards me, to comfort me but I refused to let her rule over my emotions. I flinched away from her touch, "Don't...please...just go," I said mustering all the strength I had before I broke down. I couldn't let her see that, I wouldn't.
"Malay, I am sorry! Men sirf..."
I cut her off, "Just Go away! Please! I want to be alone right now..." I said, my voice cracking at the end. I won't be able to hold it in much longer. The dam will break and I just cannot let her see me break. I refuse to giver her that after what she said...
I saw her flinch at my tone. Her gaze softened again and I though she wouldn't leave but giving me a last glance, that willed me to look up at her. In those eyes, that were now filled with unshed tears. She was holding it in as well, the tears because she knew if they fell then mine would too.
She was silently apologizing for hurting me, for not giving me what I want to hear. I knew I couldn't blame her but I didn't know what else to do. If I kept looking into those eyes any longer I knew I would forgive her instantly so I turned around and closed my eyes to restrain myself. I felt her presence leaving the balcony. I wanted to stop her. I really did because I knew I would still forgive her after this. But it was what he saw in her eyes before she left was what was holding him back.
He saw uncertainty in her eyes. A dilemma between saying yes or the truth. In the end she did tell him the truth, that she didn't know if she loved him. I guess her saying yes would have made this a lot worse because then she would have lied. But this doesn't mean it makes it any better. It still hurt, a lot!
As of now he wasn't sure he could muster up the courage to read those eyes again. Not for a while at least.
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