Teri Meri Dooriyan - Fan fiction - Page 10

CHAPTER 10:

BRAR MANSION - POST THE EXHIBITION SAME DAY

The entire family was elated....they had all worked together and the results had been fabulous....the clients had been extremely happy and extremely impressed. Angad had bagged numerous deals, true extent of which only he could tell once he was back from the hotel where the clients were put up.

It was quiet late in the evening by the time the guests had left, the jewellery returned and accounted for and the models dispatched....now their staff was managing the wrapping up part whilst the family was resting..

'It went fabulously...right...the entire event had a dreamlike feel to it, how we were all dejected till same time yesterday and how elated we are today' stated Jasleen

'Yes, it went really well and everyone together made this successful but one person who even made this possible was Sahiba.....where is she Seerat' Daarji asked Looking around

'I have not seen her for a while Daarji'

'She was too tierd and left early' said Manveer

'She had come as a blessing from babaji for us, otherwise we would have faced such huge losses' said Bebe...'Babaji please bless that child....always keep her happy'

Everyone around agreed....Seerat was feeling so proud of Sahiba....

'Angad, you are back....how did it go' asked inder excitedly.

'It went really well...clients were impressed...they had never seen something like this before and I have received orders for....'

He stated a figure which was more than double his expectations.....the whole family cheered....

'This is all thanks to Sahiba and we did not get an opportunity to thank her at all....' Daarji spoke.

The family had an early dinner and everyone crashed...

ANGAD'S BEDROOM

Angad was super tierd and just wanted to freshen up and crash.....but when he came out of his dressing room, he found mamma and papa waiting for him there....

'Angad, we are so happy for you, wanted to spend some time with you before we sleep' said Inder hugging him. 'You really did us proud today...' Mama said...

'But one person without whom you could not have achieved this today was Sahiba' she said..'we did not get an opportunity to thank her properly'

'Please mom....I tried to acknowledge but she just showed me attitude and walked off' said Angad...

'Why....what happened'

'You know I don't like taking favors, so I gave her a cheque for thirty lac rupees and you know what she did, she tore it to pieces, threw it and walked away....what attitude....I paid her more than what she deserved.....but she had so much attitude'

....Manveer and Inder were shocked at Angad's words....they were surprised too...Angad was a very good boss and that's the reason he had his employees loyalty, he always valued hard work....

'Angad....when did you change so much....I am not sure if this is what we have bought you up as....you gave her money....instead of your gratitude. Did you pay any of the other family members too, they also did a lot...maybe you should start with paying Garry, Seerat, Chachu, Chachi and maybe Papa and me also!'

'Comeone ma....you guys are family....anyway what will she do with my gratitude ma....she would have valued money more'

'She too is family Angad! Had she valued money more, she would have taken the cheque....wait, let me tell you, you were so desperate, all of us were so desperate, had she valued money more she would have quoted a price well in advance and we would have paid her anything, much more than what you gave her, and you know it! Any other event management company would have charged you ten times this amount and done not even 10% of what she did!

And you think you offered her more than what she deserved, let me tell you what you should have paid her:

1. You should have paid her what value you hold for your business reputation....cause that's what she saved today

2. You should have paid her what you would have lost today, had she not helped you.

3. You should pay her what value you hold for your name.... cause that's what she saved today

4. And finally you should pay her all your profits from your sales today as thats what she deserved for helping you ....as you would not have made that without her' Manveer finished angrily.

Angad did not know how to react....listening his mama say things that he had been trying to ignore....made him look really bad...

'Where did things go wrong Angad, why have you become so stonehearted and so cynical....my little Angad knew how to say Sorry and thank you at the drop of a hat and here....you have become so arrogant that you cannot acknowledge a kindness someone did towards you and had to throw money in her face....is that all you have to give...money? You cannot give basic courtesy and respect to someone who worked non stop to save your business and your family reputation....no doubt she looked so upset when she left....was almost in tears'

"Your behavior has been a complete disappointment and it makes me question my upbringing' ....saying that Manveer walked out of the room

'Angad....I know you have had a bad experience in the past but you cannot let one experience colour all your future experiences...you did what you did because she is a girl or because she is not as rich as you.....if it was because of her lack of money....believe me today she seems richer than you to me, despite our wealth we asked for her help, requested for it and despite having not much....she gave you your reputation, your name and your profit...we needed her....frankly she does not need you...' Inder continued..

'You remember how people treated us differently when we lost our wealth few years back....you resented them right.....but looks like there is no difference between you and them....judging people on their financial status than on their values'

'And if you did this because she is a girl....think how would you feel if someone did this with Ekam or Kiara' saying that Inder walked off too, leaving Angad with his thoughts.....and guilt.

Every word said by his parents hit home...somewhere deep in his heart he knew the truth that without Sahiba's help he would have been in very deep trouble but had not been willing to acknowledge it. He had compartmentalized her into a certain category in his mind and was unwilling to change his view on her....even when he had no evidence to support it.....infact all her actions had been contrary to his expectations. The fact that she rubbed him the wrong way, always challenged his authority....mocked him and made fun of him irked him no end.....every time he saw her....he would get angry.........but all that was actually not a reason to behave the way he did...

Papa was right, if anyone had given money the way he did to Kiara or Ekam, he would have broken their bones with his bare hands........despite being boneweary tierd....sleep did not come easily to Angad Singh Brar that night.....guilt had a thorny bed....he reflected on his behaviour.....but the nature was so ingrained in him now...he was not sure if he could or how to change....

NEXT DAY MORNING

Everyone was assembled at the dining table when Angad joined them....

'What happened puttar....you look tierd' asked a concerned Bebe.

'Nothing Bebe, I am fine' lied Angad....he had hardly slept the night before.......and now mom and dad seemed angry still...they did not even acknowledge his presence.

Post breakfast, he followed his parents into their room....'I am sorry' he said....'I realise that I should not have behaved the way I did'

'It's not us whom you have to apologise to....you need to say sorry to Sahiba' stated Manveer....still angry...

Though he had realised his error .... the thought of saying sorry to her did not please him...and he did not reply......

'When you did not think so much before behaving badly, then I don't think saying sorry needs such a long thought process' Inder stated.

'OK, I will say sorry to her mama, I promise' it went against his current nature to say sorry to anyone but he would....'but I want to say sorry to both of you too, please forgive me for hurting you'

Knowing what Angad was capable of Manveer warned him....'Ensure she forgives you too'

'I promise'

GARRY'S BEDROOM

Garry and Seerat had just finished their breakfast and had come to their room to arrange few things before they could leave for office when they heard a knock on their door.....

Garry opened the door and was surprised to find Angad standing over there...'Hey Bro....what's up...come on in'

'I actually came to thank you both for yesterday

....I don't think it would have been possible without everyone pitching in and specially you two.... Thank You Garry and Seerat'

'You dont need to thank us Angad, we are family....and there is no formality between us and what I hear from Garry about you, you would have done the same or more for him too' smiled Seerat.

'Yes Angad, anything for my elder brother' saying that Garry gave him a tight hug...

'Actually....'

'What happened.....why are you being so formal...just spell it out' said Garry ..thinking why Angad was being so hesitant.

'Ya....actually, I wanted to thank Sahiba...did not get an opportunity to do so yeaterday...may I have her number please Seerat'

'You don't have to say thank you...she did what she did because you are my family....anyway it was her duty to help if she could....you don't worry'

'No, I would still like to, please', Angad was getting a little worried now....he was worried about everyone else's reaction also now....so he might as well get this done with.

'OK if you insist....I will message you her number' saying that Seerat sent Sahiba's number to Angad...

'Thanks...I will call her later from office'.

He was on his way to office when he opened Seerat's message and saved Sahiba's number. He was about to dial the number when he suddenly stopped, he did not want to say sorry in front of anyone....not even the driver....he will goto office and then call.

In office he thought he will call post lunch and then after some meeting ....he kept postponing the event....but finally around 4ish he picked up the phone and took an easy route..he messaged "I am sorry"....there....that was done.....but he remembered his promise to his mom...."She should forgive him too" he heard a ping.....so have received a confirmation he thought...satisfied....but what he read was:

'Who is this"

Of course she did not have his number.....'Angad Singh Brar' .....silence....no response....he kept waiting for next half an hour and there was.....nothing..Angad was not used to waiting....Girls fell all over themselves for him...and if he quirked his finger...they came running....and here he is saying sorry to her and no response..... .he saw the two blue ticks...so he knew she had read it! How arrogant!

MONGA HOUSE

Sahiba was on her way home....she had finished most of her work and asked Kulche, her assistant, to take care of things and left for home....she just wanted to take a early break post yesterday's hectic day...when she saw a message.....'I am sorry' ... who can this be she wondered...'Who is this'.....nothing could have she surprised her more than to read the reply 'Angad Singh Brar' .... is he serious! He insulted her help, threw money in her face....belittled her financial status and thought he could just message and say sorry....well she will forgive him when hell freezes over! Jerk!

Sahiba refused to honors his message with a reply......she freshened up and was going to fry some hot samosas that she had half prepared in the morning, along with some hot tea....when someone knocked on the door.....'I will open it....' She said, running to open the door...and was in for another surprise.....Daarji, Bebe, Manveer mamiji and Inder Mamaji were standing at the door......she was too surprised to react....after few seconds Daarji said smiling....

'Can we come in'

'Of course, I am so sorry, pairi pauna' she greeted them and hurriedly called her parents and taaiji. The mongas were surprised to see the Brar elders at their house....they had come once before too to meet Seerat initially but that had been well planned and they had been prepared....today...this was least expected..

'Sat Shri Kaal ji...please come' said Monga sahab...looking worried ... Sahiba got water for everyone. She was looking very different, in her home clothes, devoid of any makeup or jewellery, her simple natural beauty was even more alluring thought Manveer looking at her......

'Is everything OK.... is Seerat fine' asked a worried Santosh....after exchanging pleasantries

'You must be wondering why we are here...well let me tell you, your daughter left us no option but to come here.....' said Daarji looking very serious

'What did Seerat do....'

'Not Seerat....we are talking about your younger daughter Sahiba' he said in a more severe tone....shocking the Mongas...

Sahiba herself started wondering what went wrong....maybe ATM filled their ears about her....or she hoped Mamiji got all her jewellery back where she had left it.....

'What did she do ji and we apologise on her behalf if she has offended anyone' Santosh started...

The brars started laughing.....'Don't worry Santosh, Brar Sahab is just pulling your leg, Sahiba did not do anything to offend us...infact what she did was a miracle yesterday...and did not even stay back to let us say thanks properly....forcing us to come here and say thanks' said Bebe lovingly....

'Sahiba ... what you did yesterday was nothing less than a miracle, helping us at the last moment. The clients loved the whole idea and set up and we have bagged orders more than double of what we had anticipated....you left before anyone of us could speak to you.... thank you Sahiba' said Daarji.

'Daarji please don't say thank you.....elders should never say thank you, you should only bless'

'Our blessings are always with you puttar...may God bless you always'

Upon Santosh's subtle signal, Sahiba went to the kitchen and started preparing some snacks and tea for everyone. After a while she went with Samosas and tea for everyone..

'Ummm these are outstanding' said Inder munching on the samosas...'Sahiba has made them....she is an excellent cook' praised Santosh

'Yes the kids had told us about her awesome cooking skills the last time they had come here....' Bebe replied

'Pleaase take more' insisted Sahiba

'Well, this won't do....we have come all the way to meet you and you offer us just Samosa and tea' Daarji again looked stern....Sahiba was not sure how to respond....

'Well this won't do at all.....we are going to stay for Dinner too' teased Daarji....'the kids told us about your cooking skills so now you have to let us also try it!'

The mongas were elated....they are so sweet thought Sahiba...no airs....such warm ppl....only that ATM was khadoos... must be adopted she was sure....

'Who is adopted' asked Manveer....Sahiba was sitting next to Manveer and did not realise that she had said this aloud...

'ATM' she replied, lost in her thoughts...

'Who ATM' asked Manveer....Sahiba snapped out of her reviere....mortified....' No one...no...nothing' she stammered, going red in her face...'I will go start on the Dinner', she escaped from there...

Param came back home from his practice and joined everyone. Sometime later, there was a knock on the door, 'Param check who is there' called Ajit as the women were busy in the kitchen...

Param was surprised.....his amazement sounded in his voice when he called 'its for Sahiba'

'Who is it' asked Sahiba...walking towards him...

'Not who...what' he was amazed someone would send his jhalli....flowers! Seerat di he could understand....but Sahiba! Then a flicker of anger started....'Who has sent it' he asked in quiet aggression to the delivery man....

'I don't k k kn know' the man strutted....worried looking at an angry Param, there is some note...before he could take it Sahiba snatched it and read it....it said 'SORRY'....she knew who had sent it...mostly must-have asked his secretary to send it!

"It's not ours' she replied sternly, tearing the note

'Mam it's your address and name only'

Despite argument the delivery boy left the bouquet....'I will loose my Job if I don't deliver it' he blackmailed before leaving it and disappearing...to Sahiba's dismay...

'What is it' asked Santosh and everyone was looking at her....and the bouquet...

'The delivery guy has delivered by mistake we think.....' bluffed Sahiba....'Let me throw it outside'

'Arree what are you doing....it's so pretty....let it be, Maybe they will come back for it' said Santosh.

'Who sent it' growled Param following Sahiba to the kitchen.

'I don't know'

'Don't lie....you have a boyfriend and you did not tell me'

'I don't have a boyfriend....shut up'

'I can see ur lying....your ears are turning red and everytime u lie....your ears turn red....he better be a good guy...otherwise I will break his hands and legs' threatened Param

Sahiba would have loved to get Angad beaten up by Param....but she did not want any trouble with the Brars...they were so sweet and Seerat Di's inlaws....if she said he sent it...there will be 1000 questions around why, what and her family will be extremely offended with his behaviour if they knew the truth....she did not want that...'There is no one, now move everyone is waiting'

Manveer came to the kitchen, forcing Param to stop his interrogation...and offered to help...'I am feeling all left out over there...let me help'...Sahiba was absolutely amazed....there may be so many chefs and house help in Brar Mansion...still mamiji wanted to help....'No you please sit down....we will manage'

'Don't worry....I know my way around the kitchen'

At Sahiba's amazed look Manveer replied 'I know what you are thinking but let me tell u my story....Inder and I had an arranged marraige...we did not initially love each other. Inder loved sports and I was a normal house wife.....we were finding it difficult to find any common ground....that's when my mom advised me that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach....finding no other way...I tried it...I started cooking for him...healthy variants... we found something to talk about, to share our views on..and slowly and steadily....... it worked and here we are today married for 30 years! I love cooking for Angad also, so yes I know how to cook'

'30 years! You don't look so old'

'Well I married young, was just18, unlike this generation, we used to get married early.....speaking of marraige...it's your turn next'

'No way....I am not marrying....'

'Oy chup kar....aap na iski baat man sunna, koi acha ladka ho toh mujhe jaroor batana' interrupted Santosh...

'Jaroor'

'Acha let me help....you are making Sarson...smells divine'

'Ya, we were anyway making it tonight Param loves it'

The women chitchatted while the Dinner was prepared.

'The food was outstanding, no doubt the kids were singing your praises' said Daarji post dinner.......

'Thank you Daarji'

'There was one more thing I wanted to speak to you about Monga Saab...we are hosting a holi party over the weekend and would be honoured if you all join us'

'Daarji...Santosh, Bhabhi and I dont play holi....and Param is going for his training camp, we are extremely honoured at your invitation but please excuse us'

'What about Sahiba....she can come'

'I would not know anybody there Daarji and Seerat di will also be busy....I also have some orders to finish...so please excuse me too' she did not want to go anywhere near that man..

'What do you mean you don't know anyone, we are all there and we are all family....you have to come'

They did not allow Sahiba to say no and to her dismay extracted her promise that she would play holi with them this time.

As they were about to leave Santosh got a box of Samosas..'Seerat loves homemade samosas, I have packed enough for everyone....is it OK to take it .....' She asked hesitantly...

'Of course....in fact you know what....Angad loves Sarsoon....is it possible to pack some for him' Manveer asked sweetly

'Aho ji, kyun nahi....abhi laati hoon'

Sahiba did not want to send anything for him.......if possible she would have mixed julab in the sarsoon but unfortunately mummy packed it!

BACK AT BRAR MANSION

Angad reached home late, there was so much work .... he had to commence on all the orders that he received...everyone had finished dinner by then...he will skip it ...was not interested in eating alone...thinking that he went to his room...

He changed and was planning to work when mama walked in...'Angad you did not have dinner'.

'It's ok ma..'

'No its not ok' she called Sukhdeep and asked her to get Angad's dinner and gave her specific instructions...

'Ma I am not hungry'

'I don't care, hungry or no hungry, you better eat'

Sukhdeep got the food, there were samosas, sarsoon ka sabji and makki di roti..

'You know I don't eat fried stuff' Angad said sniffing the Sarsoon..before he could say anything mama stuffed a samosa in his mouth...

'Umm....this is delicious ma...' saying that he gobbled up the samosas, realising how hungry he was....he grabbed the dinner plate and wiped it clean soon. Manveer watched him eat with a smile on her face...he needed someone to take care of him she thought....and someone who he could look after....he had nothing other than work in his life....

'Do we have a new cook' he broke her chain of thoughts...

'No, why'

'Well the food is amazing'

'We had gone to Monga house today....Stayed back for Dinner, Sahiba made all this....I know how much you like Sarsoon so packed it for you' Angad was aghast.....again that girl....when would she leave him in peace and how could someone so insolent cook so well ..

'Speaking of Sahiba....did you apologise to her' asked Mamma sternly...

'I did' he said trying to evade...

'Did she forgive you....Angad...look at me'

'Forget it na ma.....'

'Don't be such a child...you better say sorry properly....we have invited her for Holi, it's a good time to apologise personally then...' manveer said as she left the room....leaving him to his thoughts...

She was so irritating......he has sent her flowers also but still no response....not even a thank you....but he might as well just say sorry and be done with it otherwise mamma will not let him live in peace...

Gosh Angad just makes it worse. Hopefully he will realize that he's being extremely impolite even when he's supposedly apologizing.. he'd not be so offhand if he had offended even a professional client or employee but here Sahiba is extended family. His brothers in laws. His parents and grandparents went to thank in person and he thinks a lousy impersonal message and flowers ordered by his secretary are enough.

Sahiba is so mature though. She has not spoken to anyone else about this situation even just to vent.

Lol this man doesn’t know how to apologize! Hope Sahiba teaches him a lesson 😂

she would have mixed julab in the sarsoon but unfortunately mummy packed it! "

Lmaoedd at this 🤣🤣🤣. Anyway glad that the characters in your FF are normal nice people.. Thanks a lot for that... Happy that Manveer rebuked Angad for. His behaviour. And didn't expect him to send 🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐.

I have a feeling ki Holi update is going to be hot& steamy& Sahanilicious 🙃🙃🙃.... Waiting eagerly for the next part... And thanks again for the quick and enjoyable FF updates 😘😘

Outstanding update.

Angad is snotty and self-conceited had to be reprimanded by his parents. And I love the fact that Brar's in your story are warm and grounded people.

And this line : if possible she would have mixed julab in the sarsoon but unfortunately mummy packed it! ..cracked me up..

Ohkayyyy and now I am eagarly waiting for Holi and somewhere I feel that Angad will be the 1st one to apply colors on Saheba's body.

ohh.. Angad doesn't know how to say sorry.. his ego isn't letting him..

I hope Angads pride and ego breaks soon..

he should fall heads over heals for sahiba..

I liked the dynamics between all other characters.. manbeer inder sahiba seerat garry.. it would have been good see it in screen...

I liked how detailed u are abt each scene.. it is very easy to visualize the scene..

Angad, when will you learn?😥 You know when I read about Sahiba here, she is so similar to Khori that I had to laugh 🤩 . I really want Sahiba to ignore Angad and him trying to impress her. 🤩

Another fabulous chapter ! 👌👌

Amazing chapter, love bond with manbeer and Sahiba.

Loved it 🥰

Excited to read more

CHAPTER 11 - HOLI

(Gc inspired)

Brar Mansion was all set for Holi. A beautiful setting was done in the lawns, with lovely flower decor. Everyone was super excited....this was Seerat and Garry's first holi too...so there was an excitement in the air...

'What do you mean you are not coming....this is my first holi post marraige and you have to be here'

'What happened puttar, why are you sounding so upset' Bebe asked Seerat.

'It's Sahiba Bebe, she is telling me she will not come'

'Give me the phone, Hello Sahiba beta, what time will you be reaching .... why....I agree it's difficult to come alone....ya the roads are difficult....I agree' Bebe said to Seerat's dissapointment 'I understand.....so do one thing, be ready, I am sending the car....there is every need, that's done then...see you soon' Bebe cut the call smiling...

'Thank you Bebe' Seerat gave Bebe a hug in her excitement.

Sahiba had not wanted to go, had tried to make some excuse but now Bebe had sent the car for her! She had no option but to go.....she will try to stay as away from him as possible....she thought on her way in the car.

The theme of the day was white...Seerat was decked in a white saree with a nice hot pink blouse and was super excited .... Garry had already gone out in the lawn and she was on her way to join them when she came across Manveer ....'Happy Holi Mamiji' she said and was about to apply colour on her from a nearby table when Manveer stopped her 'No no...wait ....it's our tradition that the couple puts colour on each other first and only then play with the others'

'What tradition in this' asked Seerat curiously

'It's just something we all have made up over the years....to make Holi something special...just' she smiled. 'We all have not started playing yet....you carry on in the lawn and I will join you'

Angad was dressed in a simple white kurta pajama and was as usual busy on his phone when Manveer walked in. 'What are you doing Angad, come join outside'

'You know I don't play holi'

'I know, I am not asking you to play, just join in for the ambience...you can watch from the side....I don't like the thought of you being all by yourself on a festival....specially when everyone has someone at your age'

'Oh Ma, please don't start again'

'OK if you don't want me to start then come out and join in, stop working all the time' Manveer Scolded him

'OK let me finish some work and then I will join in'

Sahiba got out of the car, feeling awkward....she was not very comfortable being here....there was no one in the front lawn...the servants guided her to the back lawns where the layout was set....she could hear music blaring over..........she started walking through the hall towards the holi party.

Angad was walking towards the party too while speaking on the phone when he looked up to see Sahiba coming in the same direction from the entrance...she was wearing a blue jeans and a knee length white kurti...no earrings dangled in her ears this time he thought ... dressed in jeans, he got a decent view of her long legs....she was tall....taller than a lot of girls....he wondered how those legs would look......Angad broke his chain of thoughts....what was he thinking...he had no business thinking about her or her legs......looks like he needed to visit out of Ludhiana soon!

Sahiba was lost in her own thoughts and did not see the mountain standing in her way....she almost bumped into him....looked up at last minute and stopped inches before....startled...she looked up into his face and found him staring at her.....ass! She was a unusually tall girl....but he still made her feel tiny in front of him......

She had hoped to avoid him completely and look at her luck...the first person she finds in the BM was him! She tried to step past him and leave but he would not let her....he kept blocking her way again and again....finally she got really irritated and asked him 'What are you doing....what do you want'

We'll.....Angad had stopped her but that sorry was not coming out very easily.....'I wanted to say Sorry' he said arrogantly.....

'Are you done' she asked....not even acknowledging the Sorry and tried to move past

'What do you mean am I done, I, Angad Singh Brar is saying sorry to you and you are just moving past'

'What do you want me to do'

'Acknowledge the sorry and say it's fine, is that not the normal behaviour'

'Yes but you can't expect me to behave normally with someone so abnormal as you....so it's not fine'

'What do you mean Abnormal....do I look abnormal to you, let me tell you it's not me who is abnormal its you....any other girl would have been so flattered by ASB saying sorry to her....sending flowers but you! You don't behave like any other girl, so it's you who is actually abnormal' he finished Angrily, no girl had ever called him abnormal! They always were like bees to honey with him...and this chit!

'Then there is something wrong with those girls too....how can any girl in her right mind be flattered with you I don't understand....you are a walking talking ATM'

'What'

'Yes....it's like press a button and money comes flying out ... same way you keep throwing money around.... and you are talking about flowers....tell me what colour were they' she asked

Though super irritated....Angad was a bit sheepish....'white' he said hesitantly.....

'No they were not white...they were pink!...see if you were genuinely apologetic you would at least know this....knowing you, you must have just thrown some instructions and money and asked your secretary to deal with this...... anyway......it's not fine!'

Before he could say anything further, they heard Seerat

'Hey....what took you so long....I am so glad you came....otherwise I would have been really upset' She came and hugged Sahiba.

'What are you guys talking about' she asked curiously....looking at them

They both got consious....Angad did not want to reveal for sure and Sahiba did not want to create a scene...

'Nothing' they said in unison

Seerat looked skeptical

'Nothing much I mean....just about the exhibition di...about how well it went and all, chal let's go and meet everyone' saying that Sahiba pulled Seerat away...

Angad was still upset....what did she think of herself....saying things to him that no one in their right mind will tell....and on top of that saying its not fine....he was super irritated....but could not do anything about it.

IN THE PARTY

The music was playing loud, mostly everyone had gathered in the far end of the lawns, including staff....and they were going to begin playing soon. There was thandaai being served but Sahiba refused, knowing that there might be bhang in it...the younger brar lot had gone out with friends and was going to join in later....it was mostly couples right now...

As Sahiba was standing with Seerat and Garry, she saw ATM sitting in a corner, near to them but away from the festivities.....'Why is he not playing' she asked

'Angad does not play holi' Garry replied

'Ya such a colourless character....of course colour does not suit him....black and white is more his type most probably' she said sarcastically....

Before Garry could respond, he was called by someone...

Angad heard that....he was livid....what did she mean colours don't suit him. He ....Garry joined him....'Hey Happy holi....have a glass of thandaai' Despite protests he made Angad have a glass...and went on ahead

Angad was upset, irritated and something he did not know what.....no girl had spoken to him like this...ever....dismissing him as if he was nothing...on top of that she would not listen to his sorry! A little high now....he thought he will say that sorry....and show her colour suited him well enough, no matter what!

Sahiba was having a good time, there was good music playing and they were about to begin playing holi when her phone suddenly rang....it was Kulche....she picked it up but could not hear anything so went towards the house, away from the festivities and everyone to take it. Just as she finished her call and turned, she almost bumped into HIM! She had to stop herself in a split of a second! 'What are you doing...have you lost your mind'

'No I have not lost my mind' he replied back calmly. Sahiba realised something was off about him, though he looked normal, he sounded a bit off

'Let me go' she said trying to side step him

'No'

She pushed him and was about to go when he held her with his left hand and pulled her back towards him with force....she lost control and fell on him.....she straightened herself, really angry now but he refused to let go of her hand....

'What are you doing...leave my hand' they were away from the festivities, secluded from anyone. Others, including staff were playing holi in the far end of the lawn....

'You know what, holi is supposed to be the day wherein you let bygones be bygones and forget and forgive....so I am Sorry Sahiba Kaur Monga!' Before she could reprimand him for his forced apology....she got her face covered with red gulal..

'Happy holi' said a not 100% stable Angad. Satisfied that he had achieved what he wanted, he left her hand and started walking back towards the house.....

Sahiba was shocked....he just forcibly put colour on her face...witbout her consent and that too not some....like a fistful....anger started creeping in....what did he think of himself.....she will show him what it was like to have a fistful of gulal shoved in your face against your wish.....she went and got two fistsful of gulal and headed towards the house...

Angad was done...he has said sorry to her in her face and that too nicely, and it was holi so she was bound to forgive him now.....he will just go back to his room...as he anyway did not play....he thought happily, lost in his thoughts he was walking towards his room in the deserted corridor when Sahiba suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of him......

She looked angry....her chest heaving.....she kind of looked cute he thought....maybe he was high....when suddenly he had colour shoved into his face....he tried to get away but she would have none of it....she massaged it all over his face and did not let go till she had covered his entire face.......Angad panicked, his high disappearing in a second...

'What the hell have you done'

'There...this is how you feel when someone forces themselves on you, happy holi to you too....' saying that she started walking away

Angad panicked but before he could do anything, he started coughing....and coughing...and coughing....he started heaving....was finding it difficult to breath, he could not draw a breath and felt whatever little breath he had, leaving his body.....he could feel energy seeping out of his body.....coughing and trying to breath....he fell on the ground...

Sahiba was very angry and was walking away from Angad in her angry satisfaction when she heard a thud....curious she turned.....and was shocked to see Angad fallen on the ground....having sever bouts of coughing and finding it difficult to breath.... oh my God!

She rushed to him, cradled his head in her lap 'Angad, Angad' , she took the corner of her kurti and wiped off the gulal from his face....she was very scared now....she looked up frantically and tried to search for some help but no one was around....she screamed "HELP' but no one was around to hear her pleas....Angad was finding it difficult to breath and she did not know what to do....'Angad, Angad....' She had never been this scared in her whole life before..

'Room' he managed to say in-between his gasps for air

'You want me to take you to your room'

He managed to nod his head

With extreme difficulty, she helped him stand and supported him with her shoulders, while he was constantly heaving heavily....

'I ... I don't know where your room is' she said frantically and he pointed a direction..

The time it took to reach his room seemed forever.....it was the longest walk of both their lives.....Angad finding it difficult to breath and not sure which breath may be his last.....Sahiba had to bear his complete body weight, stumbling and falling, she was finding it physically very difficult to hold him up....but she kept her resolve on....she focused all her strength in helping him to his room.. .

As they reached the room, Angad could not hold himself longer, he crashed on the bed, gasping and coughing very badly....'Angad....Angad....oh God.....Babaji please help' cried Sahiba....she felt so helpless....'Angad pointed towards a chest of drawers in one corner of the room....

"You want me to get something from there.....'She rushed to the drawers and started opening all the drawers frantically.....when she noticed a Inhaler pump....he had ASTHAMA! She picked it up frantically and rushed to the bed, climbed it, cradled his dead in her lap and helped him inhale .. . Tears were streaming down her face in her panic....

Angad inhaled his inhaler frantically, he felt his breath come with difficultly but ...come....he took long gulps of air in...his coughs reduced....he could breath again but the last thing he felt before scummbing to darkness was her soft hand and tears on his cheeks...

Angad fainted.....Sahiba was petrified....she did not know what to do...she tried to calm down and see how to help him...he was breathing....she suddenly realised that in her hurry to pick up the inhaler...she had also picked some paper from the drawer....it seemed like a prescription.....she quickly noted the doctors number and called him....giving him an urgent brief about the whole situation.

OUTSIDE ANGAD'S ROOM SOMETIME LATER

Sahiba had then called Seerat and after multiple tries got through.....by the time the family got altered and rushed to Angad's room....the doctor had also come and was now checking him....

Sahiba had never been so scared in her life as she was now....what if something happened to him....she did not like him but that did not mean she wanted him hurt or anything bad....she was silently crying....

'What happened' asked Manveer rushing towards her...

'He ... he had a asthama attack....the doctor is with him' Sahiba replied with tears...

Before they could question her further the door opened and the doctor called them inside, 'Mr. Brar is feeling better, you all can meet him' ...the family rushed in:

'Angad....how are you feeling' Manveer asked, rushing up to him and checking him out...

'I am fine mom....' He said in a scraped and weak voice.

'How did this happen......' She asked frantically, worried

'Mr. Brar reacted to the gulal' Replied the doctor

'Angad, you know playing holi is not for you...what were you thinking' Manveer reprimanded him whilst he kept quiet... when they heard a voice

"It was my mistake....." whispered Sahiba in the room

"What do you mean" asked Seerat, coming near Sahiba

"I ... I applied gulal on him"

"What! Sahiba...how can you be so careless" Scolded Seerat, extremely angry with her...'You know he has asthama'

'No ..no I did not know'

'What do you mean you don't know....that day on my pagphera also he used his inhaler and he was so unwell with the somke inhalation that day!'

Sahiba was shocked...she must have been in the kitchen the other day and did not know about this...she then recollected Garry saying that all that smoke was not good for Angad

'Also Garry specifically told you that Angad does not play holi, then why did you do this' Sahiba had never seen Seerat this angry.....

'It was not her fault' ...Angad whispered 'she did not know about my asthama'

'Yes but why apply gulal when she was categorically told that you don't play...' Seerat was upset, the thought of someone else scolding Sabiba was also not ok with her, so she ensured that she Scolded her well before someone said anything....

Sahiba kept quiet....only few tears escaped her eyes...her head bent...

'I put gulal on her first....she just reciprocated'

There was silence in the room, no one knew how to react to this....

'I think you better leave' Seerat told Sahiba sternly....before someone else said something to her, which Seerat would find very hard, she asked Sahiba to leave....

Sahiba rushed out of the room and brar mansion....she was extremely upset with the turn of events....

Back in Angad's room the doctor was checking him one final time and advising his prescription and rest. As the doctor was done and about to leave...he asked , 'By the way....who is Sahiba'.

Everyone was confused listening to this question....'She just left, why are you asking' asked Manveer.

'Well, I wanted to speak to her and commend her. she was really sensible and acted well in time...she had the presence of mind to call me immediately, also as I understand from Mr. Brar, she forced him awake, made him sit straight and use his inhaler few times before I could come....these seem very small but were very helpful things. They helped us prevent something serious or more complicated....but do pass on the message to her' the doctor finished....leaving everybody to contemplate her role in saving Angad's life.

As everyone departed the room to let Angad rest, Manveer and Inder stayed back. Manveer hugged Angad tight to herself, 'Babaji da Shukr hai' she said kissing his forehead.

'Angad you never play holi, you know how dangerous it can be, what happened to you today, why did you apply gulal on her first' asked Inder.

Angad was hesitant....'Papa I had some bhang by mistake and was a little high, I wanted to say sorry to her for the other day and thought .....I was just saying sorry....she just reciprocated' he finished .... not knowing what to say more or how to explain why he broke his years old rule and put colour on her....he himself was not sure now....

'Angad how could you be so careless....' Scolded Manveer.....'You rest now.. I will be here near you only...sleep'

Angad tried to sleep....but those bluish grey eyes....wet with tears and fear kept haunting him.. till sleep claimed him

LATER IN THE EVENING - BRAR MANSION

'How is Angad feeling' Daarji asked as Manveer joined them for tea.

'Better Daarji...he is resting....' before she could speak further they were interrupted by the Mongas...

'Arre Aaiye monga sahab' greeted Daarji

Ajit and Santosh were accompanied with a sombre Sahiba....'we have come to check on Angad' said Ajit after settling down..

'He is fine now...much better'

'Daarji...we also wanted to apologise on Sahiba's behalf.....she...'

Before he could finish his sentence Inder stooped him...'Monga sahab...I spoke to Angad and know that it was not Sahiba's fault ...also she did not know that he has Asthama....in fact the doctor told us how Sahiba used her presence of mind and helped Angad....she does not need to say sorry....infact we should be thanking her'.

Manveer came and gave Sahiba a tight hug 'Thank you Sahiba....you don't know what you did for me today'

A tear slipped out of Sahiba's eyes...she was so relieved ....she had been so stressed about this and about how it was all her mistake.....

'Is he feeling better?'

'Why don't you go and meet him and ask yourself' suggested Manveer...

'No...he must be resting'

'Yes but he must be getting bored too....go meet him' just then Sukhdeep came with a glass of haldi doodh..'Mam you asked for this'

'Ya it's for Angad....give it to me....or Sahiba...why dont you go meet him and give him this milk also' stated Manveer...

Sahiba was not sure she wanted to meet him...but the view of him gasping for air was not going out of her mind...maybe seeing him normal will reduce her fear....she took the glass and went to his room....

The door was ajar and she walked in hesitantly.....he was resting...she will come back later she thought and just as she turned to leave he asked is a raspy voice

'Who is it'

'Sahiba'

Angad was startled....he had been thinking about her, was not sure if she was a figment of his imagination or real....in addition she had a Glass of milk in her hand and a guilty look on her face....this subdued version did not sit well....

'Have come to finish off what you started' he said

'No!' She looked aghast 'you know I did not do this deliberately....I had no idea that you have asthama...you were the one who put Gualal on me first' Sahiba started taking out all her fear for the last few hours on him...

Dealing with her fiery eyes was better than dealing with sad ones, he did not question his intentions about this thought process as he himself was not fully aware of it.

'So....why the sudden concern....have developed some feelings for me looks like' getting into a verbal banter with her....feeling more Alive than he was feeling in hours

'Feelings...for you...in your dreams'

'Then why the sudden concern...with milk and all and BTW does Seerat know that you are here...' He poked her....to get a reaction out

"Yes she does....and I did not get this...Manveer mamiji sent it....have it'

'What is it'

'Lack of oxygen has effected your brains or what....this is haldi ka doodh....drink it up'

'No'

'No...why'

'What if you have mixed something in this....I don't want to'

'I did not mix anything!'

'I don't trust you...'

'What.....how Ehsan faramosh....have this right now otherwise you will tell Mamiji ...'Mama....Sahiba did not let me have my milk' she mimicked Angad's voice

'I don't speak like that and I will not have this'

'Even your peyoh will have it...' saying that she advanced towards him purposefully....to his exteme surprise, held his cheeks between her hands and forced fed him!

Angad was....he had no words....no one had dared this with him ever......he glared at her once she was done...a smug smile on her face

'How dare you' ....

'Well...I don't want you going crying to your parents or Seerat di complaining about me...so yes I dare. .after what you did to me today morning this is reciprocation....anyway I have a younger brother just like you ....who behaves as kiddish as you when he is unwell....and I know how to handle such brats'

'I am not kiddish nor am I a brat!'

'Yes you are....you are Angad Singh Brat!' She laughed at her own joke

Before he could respond...he started coughing ...

Sahiba rushed to him with concern in her eyes....held a glass of water from the near by table and put her hand behind his head to help him drink....

He drank the water and ......just stared at her grey eyes while drinking....

'You rest...' She said with a 360 degree change in her demanour. .'I will not disturb you further'...saying that she left before he could gather his senses....those eyes haunted him for long that night....how they changed shades when she was angry, sad or happy....he thought....not questioning why did he even observe the same. He kept remembering the feel of her hands on his cheeks, his face, her fear..her concern...his head in her lap...as she said the lack of oxygen had effected his brains!

Sleep was elusive for Sahiba that night too....everytime she shut her eyes...she kept seeing him...gasping for air....it took long before sleep finally claimed her..

Too good!! Even better than what I imagined it to be… LOVED IT!! 😍🤩