Humari Adhuri Kahani (chapter 14 updated) : LAST CHAPTER - Page 24

Originally posted by: Shinning_Stuti

Destined Love or Humari Adhuri Kahani. Which one do you want me to update first? I will start with that.

Originally posted by: Shinning_Stuti

Destined Love or Humari Adhuri Kahani. Which one do you want me to update first? I will start with that.

Originally posted by: mamina

If possible both😆

Originally posted by: divyadaya13

yes. If possible both. Both stories are completely different from each other.😳

Originally posted by: Shinning_Stuti

Completed Destined Love. Now time starts for HAK😉

Chapter 7:

Rohan hopelessly looked at the queue of air check-in. The queue is moving forward in a very swift pace. Only three families are standing in front of him with a hell lot of luggage. It's good actually, at least Rohan can hope that Pragya will come before the complete weighing the entire luggage one by one. Rohan does not have any huge luggage. Only a small trolley-bag containing his clothes, and his laptop bag as the hand luggage. Pragya also would not carry much, Rohan expects. But where the hell is she now?

Luckily the period of waiting was short-lived. Just at the moment when the first bag of the last family was getting weighed, Pragya came. She rushed towards him and smiled with guilt. "Sorry for late!

"It's okay. Rohan smiled. "Did you go through X-Ray checking? He asked looking at the bag Pragya was carrying. Pragya shook head shyly. "I just forgot! I rushed here seeing you...

"Never mind... I would get it. You take the boarding passes... Don't lose the line. Rohan took the bag from her hand...

"Arre... I... Pragya was going to protest, but Rohan had rushed by then. He came back within 3 minutes, when Pragya was collecting tags for the handbags. "Thankfully there was no queue. Rohan said while taking the tag from her hand. "Why you got so late, by the way?

Pragya said nothing and became too busy in tying the tag. Rohan saw the shadow of gloom clearly in her face. He felt a natural concern but did not tell anything... Pragya was going to keep her bag on the weighing machine, he stopped. "I am doing na... He smiled.

"Girls do not need the help of boys for these silly things. They can take their own responsibilities all alone. So no need of this! Pragya suddenly told in a harsh tone and got out of the queue without informing Rohan.

Strange! Rohan felt weird, though he said nothing.

After passing through all the security panels, both sat in the airport lounge. Pragya kept on sitting with a mute expression. Rohan stared at her for some moments, then he concentrated in the magazine of his hand. It was not that he was not concerned about Pragya, but he was not ready to hear something more from her in trial of helping her. Pragya looked at him the next moment. She looked guilty.

"Rohan... She called.

Rohan picked up his face from the magazine. "Hmm?

"I am sorry. I should not have talked to you like that! Pragya confessed in a sunken voice. The corner of her eyes were shining, lips were trembling out of an uncanny excitement. It was easy to detect that her heart is going through a storm. "I didn't want to behave that way... Actually I was irritated for something else and poured all my grudge...

"It's okay. I understand. Rohan smiled with empathy. "But what happened? Can I know?

Pragya perhaps was unable to say anything. She sighed only.

"Everything's okay na? Rohan sounded worried. "You were so late today, none was there to see you off... is everything alright Pragya?

"My parents wanted to accompany me in airport... I forcefully stopped them. Pragya said as if she was talking to her own. "I had to meet someone before coming. It was urgent and I could not tell my parents about it.

"Oohh... Rohan could not understand if his display of curiosity about that someone' would look rude or not.

"I had gone to meet Nilesh before coming. He had come here...in a coffee-shop near the airport. Pragya kept on telling unmindfully.

"Oh I see! Rohan smiled. Though he can't just tolerate Nilesh, yet hence he had behaved really badly with him last day they met, he feels guilty whenever he heard of him. So, to reduce that feeling of guilty he tried to look jovial. "So he is so caring about you that he came right in airport to see you off in this early morning!

Pragya smiled. Her smile pinched Rohan. It was not at all a happy smile.

"There is a distinct difference between being possessive or caring about love and thinking himself the lord of her!

Rohan frowned. "What happened? You both quarrelled?

Pragya chuckled. "We are actually doing nothing except quarrelling with each other since a long time. And you know what, those do not fall under the category of bantering, leg-pulling and love-fights anymore... Perhaps I took too long to understand this!

"But... Rohan asked eagerly. "What happened exactly, tell me!

"Very simple... Pragya smiled again. "We broke up. Just now... five minutes ago I entered inside.

"What???? Rohan literally popped his eyes out.

"Yes. I called it off.Pragya puffed her face with her handkerchief.

"But... why... such a drastic decision all of a sudden...

"He asked me to choose between him and my profession. Pragya uttered in a mild tone. "And I chose my love- my work...

Both did not talk till they boarded in the flight. Pragya was silent; Rohan did not find anything to start a conversation. He was gazing at Pragya's face while pretending to read the magazine. He was amazed. There was a strange firm silence in Pragya's attitude, never-seen-before... Her glowing, determined eyes, firm chin and her rigid facial muscles were reflecting a different glow of her personality. Rohan never saw Pragya from so close before... he has always seen her enthusiastic side, both as a professional and as a friend... he is habituated to witness the river in Pragya's nature; but today her silence is as deep as a mid-ocean... Rohan never saw her like this, but he felt he is much acquainted with this silence in her... Pragya seemed to be too known to him in her firm silence...

However, they boarded in the flight, found the seat-numbers from the boarding-pass and prepared to settle down. Pragya had got a window seat beside Rohan... Rohan helped her in putting hand-luggage in overhead lockers, Pragya did not react this time. She only settled down beside window and closed her eyes in a deep tire. Rohan gazed at her for some moments... a sigh came out from his heart, automatically. The resemblance between Pragya and the woman of his dream are becoming prominent in every passing days, but today Pragya's own existence has lost in Rohan's eyes; her calm and firm stature has overlapped herself with the image of the woman of his dream in Rohan's heart...

"Excuse me... A woman behind Rohan said with hesitation as Rohan was blocking her way. Rohan turned back and smiled embarrassedly. "Sorry! He admitted. The woman is in her middle-age, perhaps this is the first travel through plane. Rohan had to help her in settling down.

The woman has a bad habit of talking more than need. So she started detailing her History- she is going to her son's house in Rajasthan, his son works in a big MNC there and he will pick her up from Airport etc etc etc, and Rohan had to keep on nodding after each sentence. Pragya saw his position and could not stop her giggle. The cloud of her mind was getting cleared...

"So, you both are going to honeymoon? Nice couple! The bakbak-aunty suddenly stopped describing her story and looked at them with fondness. The question was so strange that both Pragya and Rohan became too shock to respond for a second. And within that fraction of time Aunty triggered another question to them... "How many months after marriage? It's looking like you are just-married... yet to know each other, right? I can see that eagerness in your eyes...

Rohan felt to enter inside the earth out of shame... Who told this woman to point it out that he was ogling Pragya a minute before? He has other reasons for it, but none will understand that!

Pragya did not mind anything though; rather she was enjoying the foolish-talks of the woman about their marriage and honeymoon. After a long time she felt a big burden from heart has gone! However, "Actually aunty, you have mistaken a bit... she said in an amused tone. "We are not a married couple. We are friends... going Rajasthan for some researches.

"Oo... oops! It seemed the woman was too ashamed to start blabbering again. She did not get the scope as well, as the announcements were made... The flight took off towards its destination.

Rohan's destination to his past!

Pragya was gazing at the clouds unmindfully. She could feel the clouds of her heart are cleared... but a strange vacancy has filled her up. Perhaps this is temporary; but even for a moment, it is true...

But she knows what she did was right. Rather she should have taken this decision long ago. Might be her decision sounds hurried today, maybe she would have to stand in front a lot of questions from everyone, but the reasons of her decision would not change. A woman can compromise to an extent for her love... but she cannot become the slave of his wishes in the name of that love.

"What are you thinking? Rohan asked in a low voice suddenly. Pragya looked at him and smiled. "Nothing!

"Thinking about Nilesh? Rohan asked. There was a very attractive tone of closeness in his voice. Pragya never heard Rohan talking with such concerned tone; but she liked it.

"No! Thinking about the volatile relationships! Pragya smiled again.

"Volatile relationships! Yeah! Rohan smiled a bit unmindfully. "How relationships change swiftly with time, isn't it? It changes in such a way that you don't even get to know when the person closest to you has gone far away even while staying just beside you.

"Or perhaps people get to know... but they cannot accept, and hence do not believe! That's why emptiness of heart becomes so inevitable. Pragya said. "You know Rohan, human does not expect anything from love- except the wish that love will understand him or her... but humans are too selfish to fulfil this little wish of love as well! And this small vacancy between two humans starts the change in relationships.

"You know what, I think humans are not selfish to understand their love... they are just helpless; they cannot understand the heart of whom they love, and they do not even know that... Humans think their love is just like them; and they try to satisfy her in their own wish of mind. They are tend to forget that their love is a different individuality... their helplessness welcomes the difference. Humans drive themselves away whole life to fight with this helplessness, to understand the heart of them whom they love... but they fail... they keep on running... years after years... eras after eras... lives after lives...

Rohan's voice was floating on the surface of a dream... as if he is not in him anymore; his mind has again set out its journey in his past life, to that different entity in him. Pragya generally takes down notes on Rohan at the time of this transmigration. But today she did not feel to. She only gazed at Rohan's face with an amazed mesmerisation.

"You know so deeply about love...

Rohan forcefully wiped out the dreaminess from his eyes. He looked at Pragya and smiled. "I had loved someone as well.

"Do you think about her even today? About your ex? Pragya asked with a bit hesitation...

"Trina! Yeah... Rohan smiled sarcastically with a lot of pain in his eyes. "How I wished that she would try to understand me instead of leaving me alone! Humans are stupid too, Pragya... They starts expect things the way they want them to happen! He sighed. Pragya kept on gazing at him silently. After a while he started uttering as if he was talking to his own... "Trina was always understanding and supportive, you know... We were happy together... before these things started happening with me... I know it might be impossible; but I had actually expected her to stay with me...

"And that's why you gulped so many pills together? When she left? Pragya looked at him with empathy.

"Perhaps not... Rohan told in his lost tone. "The chord of relationship had broken long ago... I felt that long before... He sighed. "It's good that she did not stand by me... she proved my expectations false and left... Because if she would stay with me I could not leave her; I had to bear the broken chords of the relationship forever... I would have to pretend forever that I love her!

"But you loved her, isn't it?

"I used to think that... Rohan said with a mild sigh. "Before I lost myself in those eyes in my dream... I somehow feel that my heart is bonded to those beautiful eyes... I cannot deny that bond; I cannot love someone else other than her... The more days are passing, I am feeling much that I cannot avoid my destiny... I cannot avoid her- like flames and insects, I can't refuse her pull- I can't refuse to be burnt!

"Rohan... Pragya touched his hand. A strange current flowed in his body through the touch. Rohan tightened his fist and endured...

"She is just a dream, Rohan... She is just a memory of your old lives, nothing else! Don't let yourself flow too much with her thoughts... You will fail to find the shore.

"Don't know what would happen to me Pragya... Rohan uttered with a lost smile. "You know what, I do not hate my dreams anymore. One day I had gone to die in order to escape from these dreams... but today I relish them. I wait eagerly to remember one glimpse of her... I crave for her... she hurts me every time in each of her glimpse... but I find immense satisfaction in that pain as well. I know, living in the dream is foolish; I have to find a shore- I cannot let myself lose in the trap of my subconscious mind... but still, sometimes I think that this unknown flow towards uncertainty through dream is something I want to live... forever...

Pragya understood the deep pain of Rohan's subconscious mind is again trying to overpower his consciousness. As a psychologist she should have started a serious counselling session of Rohan at once. But so strange, she did not even think about it... rather she kept on gazing at Rohan's eyes, and thought in her mind... why everyone does not get the touch of this alluring romanticism?

Rohan chuckled normally after a while. "Don't think that I am talking such weird things mean that I don't want to be normal. I want to be Rohan Sengupta again... I want to be Rohan Sengupta completely...

His voice had some uncanny firmness. As if he is promising it to himself!

Silence for a moment... Pragya again started watching through the window. Rohan stared at Pragya... The words of Pragya were ringing inside his head. Is he flowing too much in his useless dreams? Will he really lose his path while flowing with his dreams? But he cannot live like this. The woman of those beautiful eyes is just an illusion of his subconscious mind. How can he fall in love with someone who does not exist?

She does not exist... but her look-alike exists... A different entity with the same eyes exists...

Rohan thought for a while. Should he tell everything about Pragya's resemblance with the woman of dream before things get out of hand?

"Pragya... he called. Pragya looked at him.

But before he could start, the sound of speaker interrupted. The announcements were being made.

"Mr. Sengupta! Mr. Sengupta! The young lad of 23-24 years was shouting outside the gate of Jaipur airport holding a placard in hand. Rohan had noticed him right after coming out, he moved towards him.

"I am Rohan Sengupta... You are...

"Guddu driver sir! The man grinned while showing him an almost torn card of a travel agency. "I am from appointed by Kalyan travels... by Mr. Bhalla...

"I see... Rohan smiled. "Have Mr. Bhalla told you about the complete trip in detail? Like we will cover Delhi and Agra as well...

"Don't worry, sir... The driver smiled. "This car is all yours from now on. I will take you anywhere you want at any time!

"Good then... Rohan gifted him a courtesy smile while putting the baggage in the closet, Guddu driver swiftly took the responsibility of putting the luggage in. Pragya came closer.

"You have arranged everything perfectly. She smiled in admiration. "Car and all...

"I have a friend running a travel agency; this was easy for me. Rohan said while putting on a black sunglass in eyes. Pragya smiled without reason. He looks quite different when he covers his eyes. Eyes carry the signature of a human's characteristics... Perhaps that's why he looks completely different man when his subconscious mind overpowers him... The eyes change... his soft stare gets replaced with a powerful regal glare, proud and stubborn. So strange, isn't it?

"First we will go to hotel, sir? Guddu asked.

"Umm... Rohan looked at Pragya. He wished to see Amer fort first, but maybe Pragya needs a break after journey. But Pragya shook head. She needs no rest right now and wants to unveil the mysterious journey of reincarnation as soon as possible.

"We will first visit Amer fort... Rohan said. "How far is that from airport?

"Not much far sir... we will reach only in 30 to 45 minutes if roads are clear. Guddu said. "Get in sir. Then he looked at Pragya and smiled heartily. "Get in Bhabiji. Feel completely at-home.

Bhabiji! Both of them were shocked at first. Then they felt amused. First the woman in flight, now the driver... it's natural to assume two young man and woman traveling together as couples! Maybe they will hear many of such things through the whole tour?

They got inside the car. The car started moving, swirling up the sandy dusk in the air of scorching heat...

The car was running though the national highway towards its destination. Rohan was silent throughout... his excitement was suppressed by his worries; he was lost in his thoughts. Pragya understood the situation of Rohan's heart. Extreme excitement often makes a man numb. Perhaps same happened to Rohan as well. She was observing him...every smallest shift of his facial expression... but sometimes face cannot be the mirror of mind.

"What are you thinking Rohan? She asked.

Rohan sighed. "Just thinking why I am here! To rush behind a complete uncertainty?

"Don't think too much Rohan. Pragya touched his shoulder. "Relax... relaxation is very much needed for you!

"Trying... Rohan said while resting his back against the backseat and staring over the window to gaze at the cactuses beside the road.

Pragya started chatting with Guddu... where does he live, who is there in his family... etc...

Suddenly a mild but melodious sound of humming flew in her ear. With curiosity she turned towards Rohan. He looked lost, but normal and relaxed. Perhaps nothing is as useful as a song for a complete relaxation. He was humming in his mind, but was pronouncing each word perfectly...

Ami poth bhola ek pothik esechi...

Sondhyabela r chameli go, sokalbelar mollika... amay cheno ki?

['A vagrant rover, I have arrived.

O dear morning- Chameli (flower), Mallika (flower) of the dusk

Do you know me?']

He has enough sense of music to sing and can be easily addressed as melodious, though nothing to be mesmerized. But still Pragya stared at him with amaze... he has lost himself in the lyrics, as if he has poured himself in the tune...

Pragya too accompanied him.

Chini tomay chini nobin pantho, bone bone ore tomar rongin boson pranto...

Fagun prater utola go, choitro raat er udashi,

Tomar srote, amra bhesechi...

[Ends of your colored robes flutter in the woods.

Fervor at the dawn of Phagun (month of spring), apathy of the Chaitra (another month of spring)-night,

We've been since drifting along your path.']

"You sing so well! Rohan looked at her with praise in eyes. "It seems you were a trained singer!

"Every Bengali girl has to learn music in childhood. However, you are no less. Pragya smiled.

"I am a bathroom-singer. Rohan laughed.

"Unfortunately. Pragya smiled. "Then? Continue...

Rohan smiled heartily and started again-

"Ghor chhara eyi pagol take, emon kore ke go dake

Korun gunjori,

Jokhon bajie veena boner pothe berai sonchori...

['Who would address this destitute wanderer poignantly

When I rove in the woods playing on my Veena.']

Pragya closed her eyes and poured her heart in the tune. An uncanny happiness had saturated her heart for no reason...

"Ami tomay dak diechi, ogo udashi... ami amer monjori...

['It's me, mango-blossoms, I have sent a call to you,

O unresponsive.]

Rohan could not remove his eyes from her. He found he is losing himself again in the melody of her song...

"Tomay chokhe dekhar age, tomar swopon chokhe lage... bedon jage go,

Na chinitei bhalobeshechi...

[Eyes infected with your dreams before you are visible,

Your pain grip

I have loved before being known.']

While staring at her lips, the whole world changed. When the very well-known Rabindra-Sangit changed in a complex classical Bhajan never heard before, when the simple-looking Bengali girl with specs became a complete and graceful woman in royal wears full of dignity and calm authority, and when the backseat of the car became a adorned royal place, Rohas does not know... He kept on staring, the woman kept on singing... the woman with the hazel eyes... the woman he desires the most!

"Maine liyo Govinda mor,

Maayi ri maine liyo Govinda mor...

E ri main to prem-deewani,

Mera dard na jaane koi...

Ghayel ki dukh ghayal jane, jo koi ghayal hoy...

The song was interrupted.

"What is the reason of your sorrow, Begam!

The beautiful woman turned to him. Her eyes filled with the same deep melancholy, which is the greatest mystery of his life. Her eyes would be the touchiest failure for him- as he would never be able to fathom the pain hidden inside them, would never be able to imprint his name replacing that trace of melancholy...

"You, Majesty? Now, all of a sudden? She asked with a slight smile which did not cover the pain reflecting in her eyes.

"Yes... Why? Can't I come to you anytime I want? Don't I have that right? He told in an adamant voice.

"Haha! She smiled in a matured way... as if he has said something childish and funny. "Of course, your Majesty... You have the right to go anywhere at any time you want... not only my room.

Did she pinch him? Did she try to hurt him? He did not care. He sat beside her; she stood up; he pulled her forcefully to sit beside him.

"What is the source of your sorrow! Tell me... He pulled her closer and uttered in a strange desperation. "In spite of being the empress, the wife of the greatest and mightiest emperor of the mightiest empire of the universe, what the hell do have the power to make you unhappy?

"Suppose you get to know... what will you do? She smiled.

"I will remove its trace from the world... forever! he said adamantly. "I cannot accept the fact that my queen's face would fill with sorrow!

"Otherwise that would ensure your defeat! She smiled in a calm way. "The mere shadow of sorrow in your wife's face would win against the mightiest emperor! You cannot accept your defeat. You have born for victory... I know Majesty!

"If you know everything, then tell me! He uttered a bit restlessly. "What can I do to wipe that shadow from your eyes? You must know that the emperor cannot lose in front of a mere shadow of sorrow!

"Pardon, your majesty... she shook her head. "Everything can be measured with the scale of triumph and defeat... You are the owner of the whole world, my lord. Can't you give me this small shadow of pain for my own as a charity? Which will be only mine, none will get a share of that? Her voice suddenly cracked in emotion. "I beg you, Majesty... I have bound the chord of my life with the strain of this melancholy. Don't snatch that from me...

He removed his eyes from her face exhaling an angry sigh. She kept silence for a while. Then she uttered- "What can I do for you, Majesty?

He looked at her. His eyes burning in hurt fire, his chins have become rigid. But he smiled looking at her. "You sing wonderfully, Begam Sahiba...

"Thank you, Majesty...

"Will you sing for me? His request came in the tone of order.

"Sure, Majesty... She took up her veena...

"You will sing for me only... forever! He concluded. His eyes were glowing.

"So you imprisoned my melody too forever, Your Majesty? She laughed sarcastically. Then she bent her head. "As you wish!

Rohan kept on gazing. Though, his eyes were vacant. Suddenly two drops of tears fell from eyes.

"Rohan? Rohan? Pragya was shaking him. "What happened, Rohan?

It took a while for Rohan to come back again... He covered his face inside palms then.

"Cheer up, friend! Pragya patted his shoulder. "Look, we have reached to Amber palace. She took a pause and smiled then. "Let's start search, maybe you would find the woman of your dream here?