Originally posted by: ishqi
That looks amazing! I should go read your stories on Ishqaan sometime!
The ending of the show ruined it for me though! I mean a woman so vile as the dadi who destroyed so many lives and in the end all of it was cleared over a drink?
They white-washed her with Nirma washing powder! Should just use that scene for the next ad!
I think some of my best shots are on them. I have deep attachment and affection to and for the IshqAan shots that I have done. I don't see myself capable of writing something like them again. 😆❤️
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It was more for the actor if I am not wrong. The show shut down in unusually messy circumstances. She was the most senior one. They just wanted her to be a part of rhe happy ending. Gotta ignore that. 😆
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He stole a glance at her from the corner of his eye. She was still holding the glass for him. His eyes went back to the front as he stared in the void.
None realized for how long they stood beside each other, one listening to the other's silent battles while the other seeking and longing for his answers.
It wasn't until he realized that she wasn't going to mind hurting her hand for him, he sighed and grabbed the glass from her.
His throat didn't need the water but his heart needed to pull it to him before it could hurt her.
"Main jaanti hu aapko bohot takleef ho rahi hai," she said, once he gulped down the water, emptying the whole glass within seconds.
"Jaanti ho to de kyu rahi ho takleef?" Leaning against the wall, he crossed his arms to his chest. His eyes still didn't find the courage to look at her.
He didn't trust himself when it came to her.
Who knows, one look into her eyes and he might just end up blurting out everything that he knew he couldn't afford to let her know!
"Aapko lagta hai main khush hu aapko aise dekhke?"
"Nahi hoti to sach bata deti."
"Bata sakti to chupati hi kyu?"
A long pause followed their back and forth questions.
"Agar kuch kehna hi nahi tha to yaha aayi hi kyu?"
"Bas aapko dekhne aayi thi. Bas aapko batane aayi thi ke maine shadi Mayank ke vajah se todi. Bas itna kehne aayi thi ke khudko blame mat kariye. Aur main jhooth nahi bol rahi hu."
Her head slightly bent to see him utterly quiet after her revelation.
Feet by feet, she pulled herself backward. After a long stare at him, she braced herself for she knew it was the time. The time to leave. Him.
Her heavy steps struggled to drag her away from him. It wasn't easy. It wasn't easy to watch him so miserably upset and leave him to be on his own. All alone. But miserably upset or even mad at her seemed better than broken with the entire truth.
"Stop."
Her speed slowed but she did not let her steps to halt. She had to firm her heart and walk away. Even if that meant to let him hate her for life.
"Ishqi. Ruk jao. Please."
His earnest plea held her in her place. She squeezed her eyes shut at the sheer pain his voice was laced with.
His hurt trapped her in a way that didn't let her leave and before she even knew, she was right beside him.
"Kyu nahi bata sakti? Kya rok raha hai tumhe? Please bata do."
"Insaan toote usse behtar hai ek rishta toot jaaye. Waise bhi aapne hi kaha tha na, hamare beech na kabhi kuch tha, na hai aur na hoga. To rehne dete hai na? It doesn't matter."
And with that, she turned to leave again but before she could even lift her leg, his fingers swiftly curled around her wrist.
"It does matter. Ek minute ke liye jo maine kaha who bhul nahi sakti?"
"Koi vajah hai?"
His eyes raised to look into hers. For the first time ever since she walked to him on the terrace. His palm slowly reached out for her cheek, caressing it for a fraction of moment before he plopped down to the ground.
His mask of pretense had fallen, exposing his shattered self, longing to know the truth. Her truth. Their truth.
Her own eyes watered at the breakdown he was having. Though his denial had been quite hurtful, she wasn't oblivious to the fact that she mattered to him.
But she hadn't thought that she mattered him to the extent where this one incident had shaken him inside out.
"Mujhe laga tha tumhe yakeen hai mujhpe," he spoke, voicing out his despair to her, not bothering about the fact that he was letting her see the vulnerable Ahaan that he had protected from every pair of eyes ever since his mother had abandoned him and Sonu.
"Yakeen to kal bhi tha aur aaj bhi hai. Agar ye mere yakeen ke bare me hota, to sach aapke samne bohot pehle hota." She pushed herself down, to sit beside him.
"Yaad hai maine kaha tha, ke agar aap sach jante to aap mera hi sath dete. Main tab bhi janti thi aur ab bhi manti hu - aap mera sath dete lekin mujhse zada ye kisi aur ke bare me hai."
Edited by IAdoreYou - 3 years ago