PreRish Series : Kashmakash Part #4 : Rishtey.. [Page 9] - Page 6

I seriously love your writing alot please do write more on PreRish

Amazing u just brought out what i tell a lot of people around me respect and trust are very imp in a relationship

Anu claims to love her... No matter how angry he should nit have abused ger in that manner knowing how pre is as a person and most imp the fact that she is pregnant and it can harm her and the child

Originally posted by: AnjuRish

Amazing u just brought out what i tell a lot of people around me respect and trust are very imp in a relationship

Anu claims to love her... No matter how angry he should nit have abused ger in that manner knowing how pre is as a person and most imp the fact that she is pregnant and it can harm her and the child

PreRish OS : Kashmakash Series #Part 3 : Darmiyaan

title credit : -RD-

Holding her hand in his, he walks past Anurag Basu, who vowed to take, Mrs.Prerna Bajaj with him.

Prerna thinks that her life from now on is with Mr.Bajaj

Prerna is gazing at the clear blue sky from the black Rolls Royce cruising through the country side on the outskirts of Zurich.

Gentle breeze blows on her face as she rolled down the window pane ., , "woh khuli hawa se ghutan kam hoti hai ... " she answers, looking at his eyes etched in query

"ghutan ... " his inner voice digs at him ... he wants to perceive it as the closed car , while deep down he knows what "ghutan" she is referring to ....

looking out, she tucks few strands of hair, behind her ears, which were blown onto her face
while he steals quick glances in between..

on the predominantly silent drive, she smiles wide almost chuckles looking out ... which grabs his attention, a smile creeps on his face alongside the inquisitiveness and curiosity

she turns to see him staring at her, her smile vanishes, her face is downcast... she realized that she is now Mrs.Bajaj while his heart tugs at the sudden disappearance of her smile on seeing him... this is not what he wanted ...

She dozes off, as they still drive through the country side ., and tucking the strands of hair behind her ear, every now and then .... at one point he notices her making faces in sleep due to irritation.. he involuntarily moves his hand close to her face, to tuck back those strands of hair which are disturbing her... but instantly retracts ... his inner voice chides him .. he straightens and keeps himself in control, though stealing few glances here and there .

He looks at her sleeping peacefully .. "you see peace behind the tear strained face " , his inner voice flags him ... "and who is the reason for those tears .. and how are you going to handle her emotions .. " he shrugs off his inner conflicts and tries not to think about her ... but then the mind has it's own way ....

Their trip to the hotel is mostly in silence , but within themselves, both were having their individual introspections, thoughts, questions , some of which had answers, while some didn't while for some they didn't want to face the answers.. .

the classical instrumental played on the radio, wasn't helping them, for these two engulfed in their own thoughts .

They reach the hotel around 5 PM,

"Aap ke liye kuch order karoon you look exhausted and in this time you should .." trails off on realizing ...

"main teek hoon.. ab kuch nahin chaahiye .,. I would like to rest a bit... " she declines his offer ..

not sure how to convince her "please have some coffee and snack .. not for you .. but at least for ..." her big eyes shoot up as if he is asking her to have coffee for him ... "for the baby" he adds, she relaxes , she gets hold of herself..

"chai mil sakti kya , India wala " apprehensively she asks ..

he looks at her in amusement and smiles .. "sure .. ..."

he calls up and orders for Indian chai and some sandwiches to go with it

Prerna goes to freshen up ..

Mr.Bajaj thinking over the events of the day ,. "Mr.Bajaj aap galat soch rahe Anurag ne mujhe kidnap nahin kiya, he saved me,.. you should thank him "

"main nahin chaahta hoon ki kabhi bhi aap mujhe galat samjhe " his inner voice reminds him of his own words but today she not only told him that he is "galat: she asked him to thank Mr.Basu ..

when she held my hand and stood between me and Mr.Basu, at first I felt aghast, looking at her strength to stand before me and lecture me in that tone... but then as she was talking I could not say a word and was listening to her each word cautiously with intent .. to the extent she ordered me to thank Mr.Basu, which I obliged ... he mulls over the confrontation between them .. but then there was something surreal something very fondling where I felt it was only between her and me ...that haq with she demands and bosses over me like no one ever dared ..is very ...soo like...... ..he tries to find the right words.. "apna sa.. wife like " his thoughts end up in words ... ..


" ... he came in search of me ..he found me all by himself and what did I do , lectured him rudely , told him off on his face ... " Prerna looking at herself in the mirror ... "and you didn't even bother to thank him " invokes her inner voice ..

"I couldn't keep her safe like Mr.Basu pointed out , what would have happened if not for Mr.Basu " his thoughts linger

"he saved me from near strangulation, he literally closed Ronit 's chapter ... " her inner thoughts seem to be impressed with him , however, that very inner voice rebukes her for being rude and thankless ...

"I held her hand to prove a point to Mr.Basu that she is now Mrs. Prerna Rishab Bajaj and she was right to be mad with me ... " he ponders

"I let him hold my hand, to prove it to Anurag, that I am now Mrs.Bajaj and he should move on ... but then I was rude at him in the closed proximity ...as I no longer needed to hold his hand to prove it to Anurag or anyone " she dwells on her thoughts.

"Prerna..." his voice from the other side of the door, brings her out of trance .. "chai is here .. "

"haan .." she comes out of the restroom .

after pondering and sorting on her inner thoughts , she feels relaxed, she feels hungry ???

They both sit down for the chai.. Prerna digs into the sandwiches one after the other not realizing how hungry she has been .. he looks at her with a smile, it's comforting for him, to see her relaxed and comfortable at the same time he was amused ... "itni bhooki thi... phir keh reh thi .. kuch nahin khaana" his inner voice chides her tantrums .

While sipping her tea "masala chai ... yeh chai mujhe shivi ki yaadh dilayi woh bhi itni achchi chai banati " with smile and happiness on her face, but instantly her face falls ... on seeing the reality of her life " Mr.Bajaj" brings her out of her cherished moments .

Mr.Bajaj felt the same tug as in the car, when her chuckle came to a sudden seize on seeing him .. he can't take it when he is the reason for her despair.. "if not for you .. who are you to blame " his inner voice questions him .. which he sets back for a while ..

"Shivi is your sister right " he asks to keep the conversation going

"haan meri choti behen ... but acts like my badi behen " .. says with a smile ...probably for the first time she shared about herself and not about Anurag .. while he is all ears ..

"What is she studying now ...." he asks, just to keep her engaged ..

they finish their tea and before leaving to their respective rooms

"Prerna .." his gentle voice

"hmm " she turns around

he walks close to her .. "I ....I am sorry.. woh . mujhe.... "

Prerna looks on while he is struggling for words..

she nods in negative "Thank you ,.."

he looks at her confused and surprised ...

"thank you for saving me... and sorry ... woh main aap se... "

he nods ,. "it's ok I should have made sure to keep you safe in the first place... like Mr.Basu said" the clear disappoint and guilt etched in his eyes , voice and body language are noticed by her.

"No.. it's ok please don't be, you found us safe and closed Ronit's chapter ... so Thank you once again and sorry that I was rude in defense of Anurag, I could have told you in a gentle way ,.. " guilt etched in her eyes..

"it's perfectly fine .." he assures..

"and thank you for not getting Anurag arrested for the fire in the room..." this is one sorry which he never wanted to hear again ...

he nods and smiles .. both walk to their respective rooms, she goes to the bedroom, while he walks into the living room of the presidential suit ..

Thank you bhi anurag ke liye, sorry bhi aur aassoon bhi ... he takes a glass of scotch on the rocks ... sits on the chair near the fire place, the fire is not lit there, but else where, deep down in his heart, he can feel the heat of the fire with in ...

when I warned Anurag Basu, I could clearly see the worry etched on her face .. when he was leaving her .. so did her tears for him, behind him ... this is not what I wanted ,.

what else are you expecting by separating them ... mocks his alter self .

I am less emotional, dil ki kam suntha hoon... heartless hoon... emotionless hoon.... but this girl is breaking all the barriers I built around my heart... she is effecting me, more so her tears

and who is the reason for those tears ?? digs his alter self

when we walk in to the room and closed the door , she swiftly pulls her hand out of mine ....i wanted to hold her hand to support her ..but she didn't like it , she stands there numb, her tears doesn't seem to dry up....

Why didn't you wipe her tears, why didn't you show her your so called empathetic side .. rebukes his other self

I wanted to ... but then the moments were very intimate and personal to her and she doesn't like me coming close to her , on any pretext be it save her when she trips or hold her hand in support .. she snapped at me and retracted her hand from mine ... I sit there and I couldn't look at her tear strained face , nor could I stop myself from seeing her.. I wanted to reach out to her .. but I didn't know how.. yes the Rishab Bajaj who knows how to bring down business houses like pack of cards, how to make a deal with a girl to marry him and how to hit just rightly on the neck to make one unconscious , didn't know how to reach out to the girl standing across, with tears down her cheeks ... the helplessness, the frustration and the conflict of what and how was weighing me down ..

You had no intent .. if it was Anurag , he would have hugged her and consoled her tears ... but you ... his alter self doesn't seem to stop from digging at him ..

I am not Anurag Basu ... I didn't know how she would react .. though I desperately want to reach out to her , to make her come out of it but then ...

you are not Anurag Basu, you are the one who landed up that girl into a mess , her tears , her heartbreak , her agony, her despair , her despondency are all on you Mr.Rishab Bajaj .. it's all on you ... the provocative self inflicts him on the raw nerve ...

yess in a way I landed her up in a mess and her tears, which effect me profoundly are given by me... but my guilt is not bigger than her happiness .. I will make sure to turn around these very tears .. " his resolute inner self

But can you give back her love Anurag with whom she shares her happiness ... taunts the alter self ...

he is lost , deep in thoughts ...

Prerna startles on hearing the clinking sound of broken glass from other end of the suite... she storms into the living room , tries to locate the broken glass, but panics on seeing his bleeding hand still holding a broken glass .

"Mr.Bajaj .. mr. Bajaj.... " she rushes to him ... "he looks at her panic struck face and then his bleeding hand.. with broken glass still in his hand .. he lets go off it from his hand...
she holds his wrist... "yeh aap kya kar rahe the" concern and anger laced in her tone .. he looks at her ...
"I am fine let me clean this up .." he stands up ... and pulls his hand back ..
"aap rukiye .... ek minute" she runs around in search of the first aid box ....

she cleans his hand with water and carefully removes any broken pieces of glass from his hand, while she is dedicated on tending to him, his eyes on her, his heart is overwhelmed at this woman's strength and character....

"you have ruthlessly broken her heart into pieces , while she is picking the shattered glass off your hand and tending to you " his alter ego guilt trips him ...

"I am sorry for all that I have done with you .. for your tears .. " his inner self has regret and apologizes to her

"yeh thoda jhalega , but it should be fine,, okay " she says while applying the tincture , he looks at the concern in her tender eyes and gentle hands working on his

"If only I could tend to your broken heart " his inner voice regrets

"you and only you can ...." his otherwise mocking alter self , gives him the strength to resolve.

she finishes wrapping his hand in the bandage ..

"you need to rest .. and please don't move your hand .." she orders him

he nods and "Thank you .. "

"It's ok .. do let me know if you need anything ... "

"I am sorry .. " he apologizes

"aap thak nahin jaaate ?" she asks him...

"sorry sorry karte..aap thak nahin jaate." she answers the confusion etched in his eyes...

"woh you had to do all this ... soo ,.. " he tries it tough to find words ...

"aap bhi toh mere liye kiya na.. finding us and then saving me from Ronit " her counter silences him ... but deep down in his heart .. her tenderness while tending him left a deep impact on him.. he resolves to tend to her broken heart and make her smile and happy once again...
"even when she is with me .... " his inner voice adds

@Dinner time, they order room service .

Prerna serves them both, he finds it difficult to eat with his left hand ..

"mujhe dijiye" she takes his plate from him and offers the food with the spoon , in shock and apprehension, he doesn't open his mouth... "muh kholiye ..." coming out of trance .. he is reluctant, but she orders him to open his mouth , with her big eyes . involuntarily he takes the first bite she fed him ..

ek ajeeb si kashmakash jaagi hai dil mein ... i want to tend to her broken heart ...but will she let me come anywhere close to it .. his self ponders

"do you even deserve this ..." his alter self pins him

"may be not... but I will make sure she feels I deserve her and no one else ... " his resolute self is determined ...

she finishes feeding him and also gets hers done ... while retiring to their respective rooms ...

"Prerna ... "

"hmm .."

"would you like to have some coffee ..." he asks her in an apprehensive tone...

she pauses "yeah sure .. but with milk and sugar and not that khadvi black one which you rich people drink " she adds ... he is amused .. "rich ppl .. prejudiced much huh " he thinks ..

"why did I even ask her for coffee... " questions his self...

"may be I didn't want the day to end... with her " his inner voice answers

I know she has to leave to her room, I have to go to mine, I want to stop her, but I cannot , unless I come up with something like ... "coffee" his inner voice echos ..

They get the coffee.. both of them have it near the bay window, looking into the dark new moon sky .. where some things were said, had some banters... but most of the silence was wrapped in their individual thoughts and introspections.

" Good Night... " she says ..

"Good Night Prerna .. " he says..

"aur please do let me know if you need anything... " said both of them , at once.. making both of them laugh and embarrassed ..

they retire for the day with a sense of comfort and solace and a hope to look forward to in this relation ..

while lying on his bed... he reflects back and wonders how she managed to become so important and precious for him , despite him locking his heart in a metal cage !

Thank you all for reading, appreciate feedback !

res nariyal kalash sab

Originally posted by: -RD-

res nariyal kalash sab

ab sab shubh ☺️🤗🤣

Goood morning to me.

Loved it.

So much kashmakash Mr.bajaj.i very much liked his inner self talking.his heart which want to Love,which wanted to be loved.thanks.update soon plz.

O' my god o my god o my god.. our moderators are really too generous on us Prerish fans.. A story that too a PreRish story from our moderator aur hum ussay ignore karein aise toh gustakh nahin na hum...🤗

Coming to stories, you etched out both of their emotions, their pains, what they going through so beautifully esp in last story the way they both did self analysis and thought where each of them went wrong and having a desire to make it correct, is so heart melting.

Let more stories come from your side.

P.S. Btw wanted to say something to you since long, even much before KZK2 started i) that my baby sister has the same nickname as you Munni and ii) I love the people in your DP.. and I love all the people who loves them.. I m hugeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee fan of them.

This is such a wonderful story.

His worry for her and his dilemma whether to ask her or not about A came across very well. I loved how though he knows that she would again scold him for touching her, he is ok to hear it if it is giving her comfort when she is unconscious. So, he did get to know that only he knows about her pregnancy. (Not sure how/when this would happen in the show.)
The scene with the kid is cute. I loved how he made her understand that now she needs to concentrate on her child and take care of herself and for a change, she is sensible in this story to understand. The whole hospital scene is so well written, his hesitance to go with her, his worry to know about her health, and the Doctor reaction/opinion on Bajaj😆. All the drama created by Anurag is🤢, the only good thing is she wants Bajaj to be with her when she talks with A. Its good that after this drama, now she understood who is her support.

Darmiyaan, its damn good. Her guilt thinking that she supported A in front of Bajaj who saved her and also made him thank A, and his thoughts on her rights on him. His thoughts about her, his guilt, his restlessness seeing her tears, his determination to turn these tears to happiness.

"may be not... but I will make sure she feels I deserve her and no one else ... " his resolute self is determined ...👏

Now that he accepted that she managed to break the barriers and enter his heart, I do want to read how things will be for them from now on.