Hi guys, as you know I am new to forums, and a molkki addict (đ). I saw that there arenât a lot of purvir fanfic, so I decided to write one (because I love writing), but I have to give you all a disclaimer first: this is the first time that iâm writing a story in English, with Hindi dialogues. They are my third and fifth language respectively, and I, more often then not, use only Italian in everything (including writing). So if you find mistakes or anything please tell me, I will correct it! (I need some special and serious help in Hindiđ).
I am open to criticism because I personally think that it helps me bettering my work, so feel free to say anything or point it out.
Letâs start!
INNOCENT MUKHI: chapter 1
âRukh jaye judge sahabâ shouted Purvi on the brink of the time. Everything seems to be stopped at the moment, the judge putted back his mallet that was about to hit the sound block. This small act of hitting a simple hammer against a simple wood piece could have changed Purvis entire life for the worst, she shivered thinking about it.
âApp mukhi ji ko saza mat dein, vo bekasur hain! Inhone kisko nahi maraâ said Purvi while wheezing, thanks to a big run that she had to do to cover the path between their home and the court. The shock was evident on everyoneâs face.
The judge was the first one to recover and he stated âhum apki bhaavanau ko samaj sakte he, apke liye apke pati ko ase jail jate dekhna bohot mushkil hoga, per kanoon ke hisab se inko ajjevan karavas ki saza milni chahiye. Gaon ke sarpanch he iska matlab ye nahi ki inko special treatment dijaye gi. Kanoon sab ke liye ek heâ.
âHame pata he kanoon sabke liye ek he, or hame ye bhi pata he ki kanoon kabhi kisi maasoom ko saza kabhi nahi dega. Humare mukhi Ji ne kisi ki bi jaan nahi li heinâ was the response of Purvi. Vir was just to lost in his thoughts to say something, he was just thinking about âhumare mukhiâ and how his baawre was really a baawre. Wasnât she there while he shot his own little brother, didnât she see his dead body, didnât she see him performing Vaibhavs last rites. âPagal ho gayi hein yo baawreâ grumbled Virendra coming to his own conclusion.
âAp ye kesi batein kar rahi hein. 7 police officers, apke sari family members or apne kudhne dekha ki kese Virendra ji ne apne hi bhai par goli chalaiâ was the judges reply to Purvi.
âHar ankho dekhi baat sach nahi hoti. Vaibhav abhi zinda hein!â Uttered Purvi with oozing confidence.
âTu sach main baawre hein chakargani, dimag to thik hein tara? Kesi behki behki batein kar rahi hein ib tu. Dekh mane mari sari cheezo ki jimedari tane sonpi hein, agar tu sach main baawre ho gayi tho mere parivaar ko con sambalegaâ murmured Virendra loud enough to be heard in the whole courtroom.
âBhabhi sach keh rahi hein bahiya, Vaibhav zinda hein or apne kisi ka khoon nahi kiaâ boomed a voice from the courts entrance, and there was Yogi making an epic and dramatic entry while dragging Vaibhav with himself, âye raha Vaibhav, or ye sab iska plan tha, bade bhaiya ko jail bejne ke liye! Jab bhaiya ne goli chalai tab isne bullet proof jacket pehna hula tha or isne kuch constebales or doctors ko paise diye isko dead declare karne ke liye. Bhaiya beekasor heinâ continued Yogi while throwing daggers at Anjali through his eyes. Anjali knew it was her end, unable to look into her husbands eyes, she lowered her eyes. âYe molkki ko sab kuch kese pata chal jata, or to or humare pati ko bhi apne vash main Kia hua hein isne, apni bhabhi ke alva kush dikhta hi nahi hein! Huhhh, esa kya hein is mukhiayni mein jo sara parivar iske gun gan gata rehta hein or iske isharo par nachta hein. Bas 2 mahino mein isne esa kya jaddu kar diya jeethji par or baki sab parâ she though âbas jeethji ko is sab ke bare mein kuch mat pata chale, varne mera or jyothi ko ghar se nikal dege! Hey Bhagwan ye mene kiya kar dia, meri behen ka ghar basane ke chakar mein mene apna hi gar bhar bhulgayiâ.
In the meantime Yogi handed Vaibhav to the police and goes to stand beside his bhabhi, who was comforting a stressed and broken Priyashi.
âBas kijiye maa, please (purvi style) app ese mat royie, apki tabhiyat pehele hi bohot karab hein, app ese karegi to or bhi karab ho jaegi. Humne apse kaha tha na ki kahna ji sab thik kar degeâ said Purvi in a sweet and scolding tone to maa. âHaa maa ese admi par rone ka koi faida nahi mein! App apne app ko ese dukh mat deinâ agreed Yogi and Vaibhav lowered is head in shame listening to what his older brother thinks about him.
âSab saboto ko made nazar rakhte hue hum mukhi ji ko riha karte hein or Vaibhav ko giraftaar! Vaibhav ke case ki sunvai agle somvaar ko hogi . CASE DISMISSEDâ was the judges decision and finally Purvi breathed a sigh of relief and looked toward mukhi ji, who was already looking at her and wondering how can someone so young, small and docile have this much determination in them, but she was not a random âsomeoneâ, she was his wife, yes his wife! There is no doubt that he himself has accepted her as his wife, as Purvi VIRENDRA Pratab Singh. There was also no doubt that he felt something for her, something noble, something sweet, something strong, but he couldnât figure out what! He was so confused, he couldnât figure out what was he feeling, and confusion was a new word for Virendra Pratab Singh, never in his 42 years of life he felt confused.
âYo baawri ne kiya jadu kar diya hein mare par, kuch bhi ho bas uske bare me hi sochta hu. Ib bhi mujhe bas uske lambs bal dhikh rahe hein, uski ankhe jisme mein bas koh jata hu, vohi ankhe jisme main koi dukh na dekh sakhta, par jane ya anjane mein us dukh ki vajha mein hi hota hu!â Reflected Virendra âyo ke soch raha hein tu, baawra mat ban, ye samah or ye jagha ye sab sochne ke liye nahi hein. Dekh maa kitna roo rahi hein, uske pass jaâ shouted his inner voice, making him come out from his lost state and he went through his family. Purvi was successful in pacifying Prakashi, who was shouting at Vaibhav and crying hard. He went and hugged his maa âapp itna kyu roo rahi hein, sab kuch theek ho jayega mhmmm, app chinta mat kijiyeâ said Virendra.
âMein chinta nahi kar rahi, mein bas bhoot sarminda hu ki ese rakhsah ne meri kokh se janam liya he, ise paida karne se pehle mein Marâ-â murmured Prakashi. âEsa mat khahiye maaâ purvi and Virendra looked at each other after uttering the same sentence. Purvis eyes felt on their hand: she had her small and soft hand on maaâs while Virendras big, veiny, rough but comforting hand were covering hers. She looked up and founded Mukhis eyes on her and she lost herself in them, like always.
The two were having an intense and romantic eye lock that was disturbed by fake coughs of Singh family. Purvir separated from each other and all the others stared at them with teasing smiles on their face.
âEs kyun dekh rahe app sab maneâ asked Virendra.
âKush nahi bhaiya, hum bas bohot khush hein ki app bekasoor sabit ho gayeâ said Yogi hugging Mukhi, followed by mama sarkar and prakashi and all Virendra was able to think was how he wanted his chakargani to hug him, but it was not possible! âVo tanne kyun hug karegi bala, vo apni umar valo ko hug karegi, huhhh. Tu thari khwaishon mein dubta chale ja raha hein or upar se ye baawri tanne pehle hi keh chuki hein ki vo tanne pyar na kar sakti. Sudar ja mukhi sudar ja, abhi bhi tare pas teim heinâ âapp kin khyalon mein dube hue hein bhaiyaâ asked yogi breaking, once again, Virendras thinking train. âThari bhabhi keâ responded his inner voice.
âMein bas soch raha hu tum dono ko yo sab kese pata chala?â
âYe sab sirf or sirf Yogi bhaiya ki vaja se hua, agar vo na hote to pata nahi kya ho jata. Vese ye sab hume kese pata chala hum ghar par bataein ge apko. Pehle app jakar bachon ko mil lijiye or fresh hoke kuch khaa ligiye. Chaliye na sab logâ pleaded Purvi, who didnât wanted to talk about how Anjali helped Vaibhav, fearing Virendras reaction. She shivered thinking about what he could do.
âHa bhaiya chaliye, hum ghar pe apko Sara sach bata de geinâ with this phrase Yogi made clear to his bhabhi that he wonât hide anything, because he had enough of his wife always trying to discredit Purvi and create drama and restlessness within the family.
Everyone seated in their respective cars and went home. Before entering the haveli, Anjali made a quick prayer to bhagwaan ji to save her. âAgar mujhe esi halat mein ghar se nikal diya jeethji ne to mein kya karu gi? Hein bhagwaan sab sambal lena, aj ke bad mein esi koi bhi harkat nahi karugi jise kisi ko bhi koi bhi thees pohoncheâ.
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