Originally posted by: TereLiyeMINU
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Part-35
The morning saw lot of running around. Chachiji was going frantic over the packing of stuffs.The 4 days picnic trip was exciting yet it could not keep off the anxiety of Chachiji.Naina was busy cooking some food that they need before they reach and have their lunch.Nisha and Rishav were kids,prone to feel hungry sooner than adults.Living in hill station for 7 years she has come to conclusion that except for the grandeur and breath taking beauty of hill stations, there is lot of problem to arrange for food and water from road side shops.There were not many and didn't offer much options.She chuckled thinking how the things or people who look good are not the same when seen from close proximity.
"Papa!Chii..Yeh kya pehne ho?Bilkul kharab lag rahe ho''. Nisha commented while putting her hairclip.Sameer looked at him in the mirror. The grey shirt with watermark print of leaves had been his party wear most of times.Though Namrata chose most of his shirts he chose few while on various tours.''Acha nahin hai?'' Sameer asked as he checked again in mirror.Nisha and Rishav scrunched their noses and clearly rejected it.Sameer grinned and took off the shirt.Quickly rummaging through he picked up another red coloured shirt.''Hehhe..Uncle bilkul carrot jaise lagenge.'' Rishav giggled to earn a smack from Nisha.Nisha keenly looked at the shirt and soon it was rejected. Finally,Sameer gave up and instantly Nisha picked up a black shirt.''Yeh final hai?'' Sameer asked and Nisha did a wink and thumbs up. Sameer's heart swelled with a surge of happiness and he felt blessed.Never had he dreamt of anyone ,let alone his own kid selecting accessories and apparels for him.He was truly fortunate.
"Papa!Mein apke baal bana deti hun.Brush do.'' Nisha took the hair brush and combed his hair. While Nisha and Rishav fought a certain perfume bottle to pack,Sameer was going through a difficult state of mind.He could not decide what would be the correct place or correct time to break the news to her. More than anything ,he feared her reaction.The news would undoubtedly upset her to exponential degrees.But he has to let her know.He can't keep her in dark any long.
"Sameer! Yeh tiffin pack.. ''Naina entered the room and her words caught in her throat.Dressed in the black shirt and white pants,he looked an enigma of gorgeousness and intrigue. As his wandering gaze met her,the butterflies in her stomach multiplied into ten folds.But all the outer gorgeousness could not take away her focus.Those dark,deep eyes held something deeper.There was something unsettling profound in his eyes.Kya baat hai? She asked as she packed the tiffin and sat beside him. He could not find suitable words to tell her what exactly raced behind his brain. "Institute,scholarship,Mummyji,Rohan?..Nanaji ki tabiyat to thik hai na?'' She asked and he nodded letting her know none of these affected him.She laced her fingers with his and gripped it hard. "Jab baatane ka man kare tab bata dena. ''Sameer quickly hugged her.He knew may be he will miss seeing this cheerful Naina for few hours or days.
The SUV went through forested hills and serene valleys that created a picturesque setting.The roads were ups ,downs and at some places bumpy;just like his life. He was thrown off where he was least expecting and got a lease of life when he had no expectations even. Since the time they had boarded the SUV, another thing had started to disturb him.The mention of name 'Varsha' on the windshield. Resonant images of Varsha had started flooding in his mind. "Sameer! Hum jab budhe ho jaayenge..I mean aise thar thar kaamp rahe honge tab kisi hill station pe apna ek chota sa..Ittu si chota sa ghar banayenge.Phir tum singing classes dena aur main tumhare liye Maggie banaungi.'' She had spoken the exact words and he remembered nodding to it,laughing how she was thinking of cooking Maggie for him in old days. Was she really playing all along?
"Sameer!Sameer!'' Naina called and found him lost in deep thoughts.She pinched him and he startled. "Sorry!Wo thoda..'' He started,only to be interrupted by her words "Subah se dekh rahi hun pareshan lag rahe ho.Bataoge bhi kya hua hai.Dekho humne promise kiya tha ki ek dusre se sabkuch share karenge.Tum promise nahin tod sakte.'' Sameer tried acting normal and pacifying her that there was nothing to worry.However,Naina didn't seem much convinced with the uncomfortable silence he was maintaining.
"Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye Naina!Bahut hi khubsurat jagah hai.Tujhe yaad hai bachpan mein tu kehti thi ki aise pahadon mein ghar banayegi.Dekh sach mein bana bhi li.'' Chachiji gleefully said and Sameer was surprised that Naina too had a similar dream.But why could not he think so greatly about the hill stations? Nainital is such a sought after hill station of India.While people awaited to pay a visit to the hill station,he dreaded to come there after end of each vacation. While movies like Qayamat se Qayamat Tak,Kashmir ki Kali,Aradhana,Kati Patang portrayed the hills stations in much romanticism. The sun touching the hills,the gentle mists,light drizzles that often gave a scenic and sublime view of hillstations on screen.Adding to it,the grandeur of gardens beaming with magnolias, rhododendrons, tiger lillies,corn flowers,roses and dahlias highlighting the incredibility of nature.Never throughout his entire stay in Nainital,he felt the warm embrace of Sun nor felt the flowers inspire him to fill his own life with myriad colours of happiness and joy.All he saw was empty corridors and dorms when everybody would have left for their home.Alone he would be roaming inside the school premises, under pitiful scrutiny of the old Warden.
The villages and hills soon started to appear replete with well- maintained bridle paths and tastefully furnished dak-bungalows situated at regular intervals. Chalets beautifully decorated with orchids with over growing moss over the chimneys surely brightened up his mood.It felt like he was seeing the hill station in a newer perspective.May be his brain was trying to motivate itself to forget the stories of past dark days and replace with brighter,better ones. "Sahab ji! Yahin se aapko bus pakadna hoga.Aap saman unload kijiye main ticket karwa leta hun. ''The driver said and Sameer broke from a reverie.He had not realized when there had been already an antakshari game over en-route , Nisha and Rishav were almost on verge of punching each other,when Naina had slightly felt dizzy and when they had reached the bus stop. He mentally smacked himself for drowning himself in past miseries and denying him the joys of present life. The past was stubborn,he chuckled,just like him.
"Nisha!Mumma ka haath pakdo.'' Sameer commanded as he pushed his way through the crowd.The bus was crowded to its brim. "Khali hai sahib!Aa jao..Bahut jagah hai'' The conductor bellowed for more passengers.Sameer wanted to thrash the conductor for the shouts.There was not a place to drop a grain even and to top he was unnecessarily crowding a tourist bus.Money can make people lose brains and bend n' number of rules. "Oh! Conductor Sir.Yahan ghusake humein marne ka iraada hai kya? Seat ki puri 480 rupaye 50 paise ki ticket ki hai.Aur khade rahenge yeh grease iron rod pakadke? Paisa wapas karo.Naye samjhe ho kya?'' Raunak shouted,trying to find a place for Nirupama and Rishav.Sameer was thankful that an old lady had given place to Naina seeing Nisha with her.
Sameer felt someone grip his fore arm and suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.He saw Naina clutching him, looking quite worn out.He wrapped his arm around her and thought for a while what happened to her seat.Wandering his eyes he found,Nisha and Rishav sharing the seat, grumbling and making faces at each other.More than anything,Sameer wanted the 35 kms journey to end soon.Though they had ticket for 90 kms but he had decided that they would book a taxi and reach the hotel than gasping for air in the crammed bus.Much to everyone's chagrin,the bus bounced painfully on the speed breakers and at sharp turns of the valley road. "Sameer! ''Naina panted and gripped him tighter. "Kya hua? Ruko main dekhta hun seat.'' He said,looking here and there for a window seat. "Ulti ho jaayegi.'' Naina muttered painfully,trying to control the nauseating air around her. "Hold karo thoda.'' He said shouting at highest pitch to stop the bus.The conductor slammed his palm against the door and the bus came to a screeching halt.Naina pushed through the crowd and crossed the road.Chachiji handed Sameer the water bottle,gesturing him to follow her.
"Subah se kuch nahin khayi nahin ho na? Sabko khilao lekin khud mat khao.Severe gastric ka natija hai.Paani pi lo.'' Sameer rubbed her back and passed on the water bottle. Naina washed her face before sipping some water. "Hum Maa Beti bahut taklif de rahein tumhe.Sorry.'' Naina said in a gloomy tone,earning a sharp glance from Sameer. "Bahut nazuk ho dono.Aur yeh Sorry Thank you na bolne ka kya logi?'' He uttered quite discontented. As they ascended the bus,it again started with a push, throwing the passengers to front. "Beta!Kitna mahina?'' An old lady asked Sameer,as he tried finding a seat for Naina. "Dhai Mahina'' He answered,focusing on finding a seat. "Bhagwan ne jab ladkon ko pati banaya tab thoda akal de dete. Iss halat mein bechari kabse khadi hai.O Canductor Mundu! Munni ithu pet se hai..Tu kuthu chalya re? " The old lady berated the conductor in her Pahari language. "Tusa da kya naam hai beti?'' She asked Naina,making a seat for her. Naina smiled and thanked the lady for her helping gesture. Sameer was astonished as how the old lady suddenly gave Naina a seat. He noticed that the old lady had given Naina a lemon and was whispering something to her. He noticed Naina was blushing along too.He was intrigued more now.
The ordeal seemed over as they got down at their stop. "Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye..Ab saans mein saans aayi.Preeti ke Papa!Saare saaman laa diye na?'' Chachiji asked ,wiping away the sweat from her forehead. "Mausi ji!Aap chinta na karo.Sab aa gaya hai.Naina!Tum chalo kuch kha lo.Bhooki pet koi nikalta hai kya ghar se?'' Nirupama slightly chided. "Wo Kali Maa ki darshan khali pet karna chahti thi..Lekin yeh bus ki wajah se..'' Naina was interrupted by Sameer."Bus ki wajah se nahin ..tumhari zid ki wajah se.Arey khali pet darshan karo ya pura pet..Kya fark hoga?''
"Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye Damadji!Tum yeh sab nahin samjhoge.Yeh upvaas ,vrat se hi Bhagwan prasann hote hein.'' Chachiji intervened and tried explaining Sameer. Sameer cross questioned."Phir mere upar yeh Bhagwan prasann kyun nahin huye? Kitni baar bhookha raha hun.I mean apki terms mein 'upvass' kiya hun.'' Naina felt Chachiji feeling absolutely clueless and to save further embarrassment ,she pulled Sameer by his arm."Ohho!Tum na..Chalo mujhe kuch khana hai.''
The Kali temple was situated among chirping birds,streamlets,waterfalls .The temple;located in the foothills of beautiful mountain range,serenaded by perennial stream and lush green forests.That's exactly the visual appeal that the temple provided.The darshan was empowering and peaceful at same time.
As they all rested for a while outside the temple's sanctum sanctorum, Sameer quietly shifted near Naina. Pulling her close,he mumbled "Kya patti padha rahi thi wo budhi?Aur achanak se kaise seat offer kardi?'' Naina remembered the conversation and asked back. "Tumne kuch 'dhai mahina' bola unhein? ''He nodded and she gave a short laugh."Wo samjhi ki main dhai mahina ki pregnant hun.Isliye seat mili and saare free ki advices bhi.'' He gauged the entire mis understanding."Wow! Kya baat hai.Main socha ki shaadi ko kitne mahine huye hein yeh puch rahi hai.Yeh to alag direction pe chala gaya.Chalo acha hua tumhein thodi rest mil gayi. ''However,Naina protested his utopian idea of rest."Rest? Huh.Nisha ki puri history pata karne baith gayi.Kab paida hui..Shaadi ko kitne saal huye..Iss bache ke liye humari kya expectations hein.Kya Kya bataun main?'' Both laughed hard thinking how the old lady might have got a shock with the revelation of truth.
"Moti!Mujhe lagta hai Uncle Pagal hogaye hein.Itne jor se has rahe hein ''Rishav remarked seeing Sameer still laughing when Naina had gone quiet.Nisha smacked Rishav ,miffed."Chup kar!Meri Papa ko aise mat bol.Marungi tujhe.'' Rishav apologised and ended their fight sharing the Cadbury bar.
"Mumma!Kitni baatein kar rahe hein Papa aur Nanu? Mujhe susu jana hai.Paer (Feet) bhi dard ho raha hai kahde rehke...Mumma! Humari room kahan hai?'' Nisha bombarded Naina with questions,trying to get her attention.But her mother seemed to have a focused discussion with Nirupama and Chachiji.Rishav was with his father an she felt alone.With the repetition of questions,came the reply."Thodi der aur beta.Jao wo Aunty ke pass baitho.Abhi room mil jayega.'' She nodded in negation.She quite didn't like sitting with strangers.It was relief that,she could see her Nanu and Papa returning back.
"Bela! Aa jao.Humari yeh niche ka kamra hai.Nisha! Aa jao tum bhi.'' Chachaji asked,taking nisha by surprise and uneasy."Nanu!Mumma Papa humare saath nahin aayenge?'' She quickly asked."Bhagwan jhooth na bulwaye! Aayenge na..Unka alag kamra hai.''
"Phir to Mumma,Papa ke saath rahungi.'' Nisha quickly ascertained.
"Nisha beta!Wo Kamra itna acha nahin hai.Humara kamra bahut acha hai.Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye! Mumma Papa ke saath to hamesha rehti ho...ab Nana Nani ke saath reh lo thoda.'' Chachiji tried convincing."Nanu!Aap mujhe wo Monkey and Crocodile wali story sunaoge na?Aadhi reh gayi thi.'' Nisha remembered and thought that it was a pretty good bargain.Her Mumma Papa would love her always but she should better soak herself with pamperings of her Nani and Nanu.Did her Papa's Nani and Nanu love him same way? Her Dadi didn't, she could know.Unlike her mother her Dadi had n't kissed her Papa once even on forehead or cheeks.Bad Mumma her Dadi was.Nisha concluded.
"Haan ..zaroor sunaunga..aur iske liye Mumma Papa ko ab bye bol do.'' Chachaji asked and Nisha obliged running to Sameer and Naina.
"Papa!Aap mujhe zyada miss mat karna..Mumma! Aap bhi.Nani aur Nanu ke saath main good girl banke rahungi.Bye''
"Koun tha Sameer?'' Naina asked seeing Sameer cut the call abruptly."Nahin wo koi nahin..Institute ki employee.'' Naina sensed he was lying.Sameer went away to the bathroom to freshen up. The call in his mobile made her eyes widen in surprise. "SUDIP?'' The phone number clearly matched with the one inscribed in her mind.
"Sameer! Institute ki employee ki naam Sudip hai?'' Naina asked as Sameer came out looking pensive already. He looked at the screen.2 missed calls registered in name of Sudip."Mujhse kya chipa rahe ho Sameer?Subah se dekh rahi hun pareshan si ho.Kya baat hai? Mujhe bataoge bhi.'' Naina prodded,crossing her arms.
"Wo Naina..baat yeh hai ki..Maine socha hai ki Two Eagles Publication house ki jo 30% property Nisha ki naam pe hai.. ''Sameer stammered, adding slowly "wo Sudip ko handover karlein. Naina heard the words and it all seemed unreal for her.This can't be true."KYA?Tum hosh mein to ho? Sashti nasha karke aaye ho kya? Tumhein andaza bhi hai ki tum kya bol rahe ho? ''Naina was all flared up.What was he talking even?
"Naina!Meri baat samajhne ki koshish to karo.''
"Koshish? Seriously Sameer!Itna bada faisla akele khud lene ke baad tumhein lagta hai ki main tumhari baat samajhne ki koshish karungi?'' Naina asked,anger and frustration slowly creeping into her eyes.
"Naina!Dekho..Iss property se humko koi faydein nahin hein.Sirf nuksan hai.'' Sameer tried to make her see reason.Naina thumped her fist on the table.He had always dealt relationships as some business contracts."Toh tum sirf fayde aur nuksan ke liye mujhse shaadi kiye the? Tumne phir se prove kar hi liya ki bina reason ke tum kisike saath rishta nahin jodte.Main hi pagal thi.Buddhu thi.'' Tears threatened to trickle down her cheeks.She never expected Sameer to give up so early,so easily.Without any defence.He should have been her shield but ...
"Dekho Naina!Tum bina puri baat jaane kuch bhi ilzaam laga rahi ho.'' Sameer started,only to be shut up.''Ilzaam main laga rahi hun? Nisha ko apni bachi maante ho na? Haan ya Na? Wiping her tears,Naina questioned.Sameer nodded in agreement."Phir kaise apni bache ki haq usse chinkar ek cold blooded criminal ko deni ki sochi tumne?'' Words choked in her throat.Sameer held her by arms.''Naina!Main jo kuch bhi kar raha hun ismein Nisha aur tumhari bhalai hai.''
"Humari bhalai?Sharad Bhaiya aur Nikita Didi ne jo sacrifice ki uska kya?''
"Wo sacrifice nahin foolishness thi.Khud ke saath Nisha aur tumhari zindagi ko bhi khatre mein daal di.'' Sameer moved away and made the statement.It was wrong to judge dead and gone people.But he had to say this.He didn't regret though making the statement.Though he knew,with this statement he has definitely hurt Naina.
Naina protested. "Sameer!Please.Bhaiya aur Didi ke baare mein ek bura labz ..I can't tolerate.'' May be he might be her husband but he has no right to dissect the matters he never knew from close quarters.
"Fine!To main hi bura hun na? Galti meri hi hai.Dusre to hamesha sahi hote hein..aur ek main har waqt,har baar galat..Maa,Biwi,gharwale,baharwale sabke liye ..main hi kharab'' Sameer lost his cool.Why was it so difficult to make her understand.All he wanted was to keep his family safe from prying eyes.His business,his income ,his mansion,security guards are of no use if they can't protect Nisha from getting kidnapped.He never can let just a piece of land take away the most prized possession of his universe.
"Yeh emotional dialogue bolkar tum mujhe convince nahin kar sakte..Yeh baat yaad kar lo ki Nisha ki haq main kisiko usse chin ne nahin dungi.Tumko bhi nahin.Aaj tak akele issi haq ke liye ladhai karti aayi hun ..aage bhi khud ladhungi.Aur tum..'' Naina stopped seeing Nisha standing at the door step.Sameer turned towards the door and saw Nisha casting confused looks.Sameer gestured her to come inside. Naina sat on the bed and Sameer shifted towards her.A perfect happy couple looking image.Nisha climbed over Naina and asked "Aap dono ladhai kar rahe the?Meri wajah se?Mujhe pata hai aap dono mujhe apne pass rakhne ke liye ladh rahe ho.Hai na?Jaise main aur Rishav Cadbury ke liye ladhte hein''. Sameer laughed and nodded.''Papa!Aap meri taraah ek dure Nisha ko ghar laa do..Phir aapke pass ek Nisha aur Mumma ke pass ek Nisha ..No jhagda.''
"Bahut acha idea hai.'' Sameer exclaimed and saw a bright smile flash across Nisha's face.Feeling boosted,Nisha quickly added "Par tab tak aapko mujhe hi share karna padega.Adha adha.''
"Nisha! Jara dekh aa Nani aur Nanu kahan hein?'' Naina asked Nisha and Nisha got down saying "Aap dono secret baat karoge na?'' Sameer nodded and closed the door after Nisha left.Returning back to Naina, he put his arm across her shoulder.''Naina!Tum thoda thande dimag se socho.''
Naina shrugged off his hand and shifted away from him.''Main thandi jagah pe hun aur soch bhi rahi hun.Tum mujhe samjhane bujhane ki takleef mat karo.Ab mujhe thodi der akela chod do.Please.''
"Thik hai.Mat suno. Main jaa raha hun. ''Sameer spoke in temper and left,banging his fist on the door.
Chachaji got the shock of his life seeing Sameer gulping the fifth glass of Whiskey.It was fine if it would have been in night time.More finer in late hours of night.But with children roaming around,how could he be talli hui sharabi'? Even Naina was no where to be found.Chachiji decided to talk to Naina while Chachaji to Sameer.They are really being irresponsible parents.
"Sameer!Tumhe andaaza bhi hai kya kar rahe ho?'' Chachaji admonishingly asked. "Maa ne kaha ghar chod do,Varsha ne kaha paisa chod jao,Naina ne kaha mujhe akela chod do,aur aap mat bolna sharab chod do.'' Sameer mimicked Devdas's scene. "Sameer!Yehi hai tumhari responsibility? Nisha tumhari yeh halat dekhegi to kya asar hogi uspe? Zara bhi socha tumne?'' Chachaji was angry now.Sameer stifled a laugh and ended up in giggle. "Nisha koun? Uski Maa sochti hai main use apna bachi nahin samajhti. Uski Maa ko samjhaiye..Jaan hai wo meri.Nisha is my life. Naina is my love.Chachaji..I am sorry.Yeh humari personal mamla.Main bata nahin sakta apko.. Aap ruth ke chale mat ..jaana.Ek aur glass.'' Sameer blabbered and Chachaji took him away difficultly; with the help of waiter to his and Chachiji's room.
"Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye beta!Kya baat hai? Sameer wahan waise nashe mein aur tu yahan ro rahi hai.Aankh phul gayi hai.Apni Chachi ko nahin batayegi? Kis baat pe ladh liye?'' Chachiji asked ,cajoling Naina to answer. "Yeh humari personal baat hai Chachiji.Hum khud solve karlenge.Thoda waqt dijiye humein.'' Naina said,trying to avoid the conversation. "Thik hai mat bata ,lekin yeh baat mat bhul ki tum dono ab Nisha ke saath ho.Yeh ladhai jhagda bache pe asar karta hai.Aisa nahin ki jhagda nahin hoga...lekin usse jayda lamba mat khincho.Samajh gayi na?'' Naina nodded and hugged Chachiji trying to draw strength from her mother.
Sameer was quite sober by the evening.He really felt ashamed the way he behaved.He should not have been drunk.How could he forget that it was family trip? Nirupama didn't seem much pleased. Chachaji pretended to be okay while he and Naina were still sharing cold wave.She still has not come to terms,that was crystal clear from her expressions and the conscious distance she was keeping away from him.
The trip however came to an abrupt end with Munna's urgent call from Delhi.Sameer had to leave for institute.He wanted Naina and rest to stay and enjoy,but Naina protested. Chachiji was happy that finally sense prevailed in Naina and they have resolved their fight.But Sameer knew it was not the case at all. Naina wanted to accompany him to Delhi for finalising her agreement with the Delhi Writer's board about the invitation she had received.He didn't argue with her and agreed to her cause. He knew may be Delhi might give her some reason to think that he was not entirely wrong.It was finally decided that Nisha would stay with Chachaji and Chachiji till they Sameer and Naina return back.
It was a dull afternoon in Delhi.Sameer had asked Naina to wait for him at the nearest bookstore of Delhi Writer's Board building. The cold vibes were enough strong that Namrata and Munna seemed to be intrigued too.Not all was well,it was profound.But the couple in question tried being casual,failing miserably to put up the act.
"Pata nahin yeh Sameer kab tak aayega.Itni late ho gayi hai.'' Naina mumbled under breath and absentmindedly dashed with someone. "Hey!What's this?'' Someone shouted and Naina bent to pick up the book fallen and scattered around.
"Holy Cow!Tum Naina ho na?Pehchana?'' Naina scanned the face and it was now unmistakable. Except the glasses ,it was Varsha Mehrotra infront of her. "VARSHA?''
"Thank God tumne pehchana to sahi. Warna hum to soch rahe hein itni badi writer hum jaise aire gere ko bhav kaise de? OMG!You are married now? Koun hai jisse jaal mein phasa liya? I mean phisal gaya?'' Varsha asked cocking her eyebrows and a smile not so pure.
"Mrs.Naina Sameer Maheshwari.'' Naina said throwing an equal air of attitude. Varsha laughed hard ,attracting quite a few attention.An attention seeker she always had been. "Ooo...Akhir do pyar karne wale mil hi gaye..Sounds just like Bollywood film.But yaar!thoda twist honi chahiye..warna mazaa na aayega.Right Mrs.Maheshwari?''
"Saaf saaf kaho kehna kya chahti ho?'' Naina asked and Varsha straight asked "Sameer ne tumse shaadi se pehle bataya hai ki he is not virgin?I mean he was physically involved with someone.'' Varsha asked.Naina was surprised. They never had any talks about Sameer's past.And Sameer never spoke to her about it. ''Varsha flicked back her hair and added in a tone,not so loud. "Surprised? Ya shocked? Tension mat lo..Bhul gaya hoga batana.Usse bhulne ki aadat hai.I know.''
"Varsha!Agar tum yeh samajhti ho ki isse humari misunderstanding hogi..yeh tumhari galat fehmi hai.I trust him more than I trust myself.'' Naina asserted. Varsha chuckled and whispered. ''Really?Trust? Ek secret tip dun? Free advice samajh ke rakh lo..Sameer aur trust ko ek line mein use mat karo..Sameer naam hai uska..Hawa ka jhonka.Kabhi yahan kabhi wahan.And for your information.We both were physically intimate while in relationship.Kabhi bataya nahin tumhe 'tumhara Sameer'? Aaj ghar jaake puch lena..Have a nice day and yes!A very happy married life..'' Varsha blew away a flying kiss and gave a light squeeze on Naina's shoulder before vanishing away behind the glass door of book store.
Was it that her years of dreams were shattering in a fraction of second?
(To be continued)
P.S.: Not proofread.Errors ho to maaf karna.Thank you for reading.
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