RuNak Ficlet - Haq (Anusha's Renedition)

Hi Y'all!

Finally got to write something after seeing the high-octane episode and BTS videos. This is my rendition of the BTS video, which was sorely lacking a hug, as noted by many ladies in the forum. So, I decided to embellish the scene a bit more based on the body language and dialogues of RuNak in my imagination.

Dedicated to Jyoti, Aarthi, Shruthi, Goddyji, and all the others who so badly wanted a RuNak hug!

Kya kare.... humare naseeb mein bas yahi hai. JK

video: https://youtube.com/shorts/wNTFQnW1CGg?si=5dY5ysMZcK9ZWJIG

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Jhanak gazed at the hands that held hers and gently tugged her from the Mandap through her unfocussed and watering eyes. All she could experience was respite, a momentary one from the cruel hand fate had dealt her with for far too long to surmise. Her racing mind ceased as she felt her feet stepping down to a halt, another pair in tandem. Startled by the act, she slowly raised her head to look at the pair of eyes, laced with concern and brimming with confidence staring back at her. The soothing voice questioning her imbued a sense of security, encouraging her to reply.

“Kya hua Jhanak? Ab sab kuch tikh hai to tum ro kyun rahi ho??”

Jhanak belatedly gathered that she had been crying upon Aniruddh’s query. She closed her eyes in agony to stall the tears that crowded her vision. It was pure pain for her, even her tears out of control, like her life. She slowly opened her eyes to focus on Aniruddh.

“Aap ek baar phir mujhe bachane aaye hai sirji….”, She replied with a trembling voice. Her hands folded automatically in a gesture of gratitude, something so trivial in front of the man who had saved her time and time again, her savior angel. Her head bowed down in anguish; eyes shut, tears streaming down her face and a sob escaping her throat. Despite feeling ashamed, she helplessly peeked at her guardian, companion, and husband again as his hands slowly encircled hers. With soft eyes that never left hers as if to assure her that she was safe, he slowly pointed towards the mandap where Tejas stood and spoke, in no uncertain terms.

“Jhanak, agar iss duniya daba bhi ho jayegi na…. phir bhiiss gunde se tumhe shaadi nahi karne dungi!”

“Yehi chahthi hai na tum??”

Hearing such assuring words, Jhanak shuddered as if her soul had left the mortal shell, body sagging with ragged breath. She nodded in a pleading affirmative as all thoughts left her mind, as if covered in a fog, lulling her into safety. Only one thought evaded her wounded psyche.

Mein teekh hoon. Sahi salamt…. Sirji ke Paas. Unke Saath.

With that in mind, she clenched his shirt with her hands, face seeking solace in his wide chest to let her tears fall freely. Nothing else mattered to her, only the haven in her husband’s embrace.

Bas yeh ek lamha yehi rukh jaaye! Meri pati ke bahon mein…. mujhe bas meri haq jatane do. Aur kuch nahi chahiye Bhagwan….

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Aniruddh protectively held the small, frail woman in his arms…. as if it was natural to do, his nurturing instincts kicking in. He wanted to soothe and calm his quivering wife while the husband in him roared to pounce at the man who had harmed her and tear him apart limb to limb with relish. He sensed that his eyes had turned bloody red in anger, but commanded himself to think otherwise as his priorities were first and foremost his wife: Jhanak. The arms that encircled her tightened a notch, hands rubbing hers in a gentle motion to pacify. And to his relief it worked, the shaking reaching an end. Tejas’s manic screams, the flashes of the reporter’s camera, the glares of the intrusive police who were approaching Tejas to arrest him…. None made an impact in front of Jhanak. All his senses were blind to the others, homing only on his wife, even her minute movements, his mind racing a thousand miles an hour.

Jhanak meri hai, meri dil, meri ruh, meri zindagi…sabkuch…. Haq bhi mera hai, zimmedari bhi, mohabbat bhi.

Usse kuch nahi hone doongi. Apne ghar vapas leke jaoungi,Kolkata. Jaise meine Appu di se vaada kiya.

His arms tightened around her, possessive for a second before slowly releasing. He tipped her chin with his fingers, face towards him, and shushed in the softest voice possible.

“Kuch nahi hoga Jhanak. Mein hoon tumhare saath.”

He tenderly wiped the tear stains from her face with his thumb, fury rising with every stroke on her pale skin. He silently gritted his teeth to quench it.

Ab sirf Jhanak important hai. Calm down Ani… Gussa karne se kuch nahi hoga! Aur yeh time bhi nahi hai.

“Tumhe exams dena hai na? Uskeliye tho ayi thi tum.”

Aniruddh asserted in a deafening tone, making sure everyone in the mandap heard it. With the ensuing silence as an answer, he questioned his wife again tenderly, his hands intertwined with hers.

“Haan…”

Hearing his wife nod her head positively with a smile on her face, one bloomed in his too.

“Teekhai. Phir hum hotel wapas chalenge. Kal tumhara exam hai na?? Tumhe uske liye preparation karna hai…. Chalo mere saath!”

He tugged their hands and took command of them both, confidently striding towards the exit. Whatever may happen tomorrow, he will cross that bridge when it comes.

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Jhanak could only gawk in disbelief at the handsome profile of her husband’s back and the silent stares of the people around her. Warmth spread through her hands which were clenched tightly with his. But the tightness did not hurt her in any way, instead, it only persuaded her more of her husband’s unspoken promise. She silently etched this memory in her heart, knowing that the person she loved as her ardhangi was the only one who ever cared to fight for her sake in every way that counted. A single thought echoed as she let her husband guide her to the exit.

Aap sach mein bahot ache insaan hai sirji. Shayad isilyemujhe aapse pyaar hogaya…. Wo hona hi tha. Jab aap mere liye sabse itna ladrahe hai mujhe pyaar kaise nahi hoga??? Pyaar nahi… shayad wo galat lafz hai…

Mohabbat. Mohabbat karti hoon aapse. Aur humesha karoongi…

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Both husband and wife came to pause, noticing the changed scenery, the canopy of night spread over their heads, signifying their exit from the mandap. They exchanged silent glances, both wearing small smiles that hinted at their shared secret.

Haq to hai….

Aniruddh tugged at Jhanak’s hand, motioning her to walk alongside him as their figures slowly blended into the night, a march toward their future.

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Hope you all liked reading it.... as always constructive feedback is much appreciated as it helps me improve my craft!

Now that this is done, I am off to write my next one....

See ya.... Toodles!

Originally posted by: Anusha16

Hi Y'all!

Finally got to write something after seeing the high-octane episode and BTS videos. This is my rendition of the BTS video, which was sorely lacking a hug, as noted by many ladies in the forum. So, I decided to embellish the scene a bit more based on the body language and dialogues of RuNak in my imagination.

Dedicated to Jyoti, Aarthi, Shruthi, Goddyji, and all the others who so badly wanted a RuNak hug!

Kya kare.... humare naseeb mein bas yahi hai. JK

video: https://youtube.com/shorts/wNTFQnW1CGg?si=5dY5ysMZcK9ZWJIG

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Jhanak gazed at the hands that held hers and gently tugged her from the Mandap through her unfocussed and watering eyes. All she could experience was respite, a momentary one from the cruel hand fate had dealt her with for far too long to surmise. Her racing mind ceased as she felt her feet stepping down to a halt, another pair in tandem. Startled by the act, she slowly raised her head to look at the pair of eyes, laced with concern and brimming with confidence staring back at her. The soothing voice questioning her imbued a sense of security, encouraging her to reply.

“Kya hua Jhanak? Ab sab kuch tikh hai to tum ro kyun rahi ho??”

Jhanak belatedly gathered that she had been crying upon Aniruddh’s query. She closed her eyes in agony to stall the tears that crowded her vision. It was pure pain for her, even her tears out of control, like her life. She slowly opened her eyes to focus on Aniruddh.

“Aap ek baar phir mujhe bachane aaye hai sirji….”, She replied with a trembling voice. Her hands folded automatically in a gesture of gratitude, something so trivial in front of the man who had saved her time and time again, her savior angel. Her head bowed down in anguish; eyes shut, tears streaming down her face and a sob escaping her throat. Despite feeling ashamed, she helplessly peeked at her guardian, companion, and husband again as his hands slowly encircled hers. With soft eyes that never left hers as if to assure her that she was safe, he slowly pointed towards the mandap where Tejas stood and spoke, in no uncertain terms.

“Jhanak, agar iss duniya daba bhi ho jayegi na…. phir bhiiss gunde se tumhe shaadi nahi karne dungi!”

“Yehi chahthi hai na tum??”

Hearing such assuring words, Jhanak shuddered as if her soul had left the mortal shell, body sagging with ragged breath. She nodded in a pleading affirmative as all thoughts left her mind, as if covered in a fog, lulling her into safety. Only one thought evaded her wounded psyche.

Mein teekh hoon. Sahi salamt…. Sirji ke Paas. Unke Saath.

With that in mind, she clenched his shirt with her hands, face seeking solace in his wide chest to let her tears fall freely. Nothing else mattered to her, only the haven in her husband’s embrace.

Bas yeh ek lamha yehi rukh jaaye! Meri pati ke bahon mein…. mujhe bas meri haq jatane do. Aur kuch nahi chahiye Bhagwan….

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Aniruddh protectively held the small, frail woman in his arms…. as if it was natural to do, his nurturing instincts kicking in. He wanted to soothe and calm his quivering wife while the husband in him roared to pounce at the man who had harmed her and tear him apart limb to limb with relish. He sensed that his eyes had turned bloody red in anger, but commanded himself to think otherwise as his priorities were first and foremost his wife: Jhanak. The arms that encircled her tightened a notch, hands rubbing hers in a gentle motion to pacify. And to his relief it worked, the shaking reaching an end. Tejas’s manic screams, the flashes of the reporter’s camera, the glares of the intrusive police who were approaching Tejas to arrest him…. None made an impact in front of Jhanak. All his senses were blind to the others, homing only on his wife, even her minute movements, his mind racing a thousand miles an hour.

Jhanak meri hai, meri dil, meri ruh, meri zindagi…sabkuch…. Haq bhi mera hai, zimmedari bhi, mohabbat bhi.

Usse kuch nahi hone doongi. Apne ghar vapas leke jaoungi,Kolkata. Jaise meine Appu di se vaada kiya.

His arms tightened around her, possessive for a second before slowly releasing. He tipped her chin with his fingers, face towards him, and shushed in the softest voice possible.

“Kuch nahi hoga Jhanak. Mein hoon tumhare saath.”

He tenderly wiped the tear stains from her face with his thumb, fury rising with every stroke on her pale skin. He silently gritted his teeth to quench it.

Ab sirf Jhanak important hai. Calm down Ani… Gussa karne se kuch nahi hoga! Aur yeh time bhi nahi hai.

“Tumhe exams dena hai na? Uskeliye tho ayi thi tum.”

Aniruddh asserted in a deafening tone, making sure everyone in the mandap heard it. With the ensuing silence as an answer, he questioned his wife again tenderly, his hands intertwined with hers.

“Haan…”

Hearing his wife nod her head positively with a smile on her face, one bloomed in his too.

“Teekhai. Phir hum hotel wapas chalenge. Kal tumhara exam hai na?? Tumhe uske liye preparation karna hai…. Chalo mere saath!”

He tugged their hands and took command of them both, confidently striding towards the exit. Whatever may happen tomorrow, he will cross that bridge when it comes.

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Jhanak could only gawk in disbelief at the handsome profile of her husband’s back and the silent stares of the people around her. Warmth spread through her hands which were clenched tightly with his. But the tightness did not hurt her in any way, instead, it only persuaded her more of her husband’s unspoken promise. She silently etched this memory in her heart, knowing that the person she loved as her ardhangi was the only one who ever cared to fight for her sake in every way that counted. A single thought echoed as she let her husband guide her to the exit.

Aap sach mein bahot ache insaan hai sirji. Shayad isilyemujhe aapse pyaar hogaya…. Wo hona hi tha. Jab aap mere liye sabse itna ladrahe hai mujhe pyaar kaise nahi hoga??? Pyaar nahi… shayad wo galat lafz hai…

Mohabbat. Mohabbat karti hoon aapse. Aur humesha karoongi…

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Both husband and wife came to pause, noticing the changed scenery, the canopy of night spread over their heads, signifying their exit from the mandap. They exchanged silent glances, both wearing small smiles that hinted at their shared secret.

Haq to hai….

Aniruddh tugged at Jhanak’s hand, motioning her to walk alongside him as their figures slowly blended into the night, a march toward their future.

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Hope you all liked reading it.... as always constructive feedback is much appreciated as it helps me improve my craft!

Now that this is done, I am off to write my next one....

See ya.... Toodles!

Written so beautifully dear! Write more!!

Wow , such a soft romantic one...

I loved it ...

Imagining Krushal and Hiba here ...

Originally posted by: Edkv74

Written so beautifully dear! Write more!!

Will do. Another Ani centric Ficlet tomorrow of the weekend

Originally posted by: MayaFruitbae

Wow , such a soft romantic one...

I loved it ...

Imagining Krushal and Hiba here ...

Hai na??

I wanted him to be her source of strength to move away from her nightmare as he guides her with utmost care.

So tried for soft and comforting feelings for this one.

Tagging some more

What a beautiful scenario you have created in the imaginary world of Runak

I wish jhanak writers visit this forum and especially this post of yours so that they can atleast try to show something like this in the show.

Thank you so much for making Runaks fans happy with this dreamy writing of yours.

Jhanak CVs should hire you! This is so lovely, please write the next part can you add some romantic moments between them, Ani and Jhanak goes to his hotel room, she wants to change - Ani helps her to remove her heavy jewelry, and the veil, leaving her hair open(only that, not sure if we can go to the dark side yet)

Beautifully written @Anusha..

Keep more coming!

Thanks for the tag!! ☺️

Originally posted by: Anusha16

Hi Y'all!

Finally got to write something after seeing the high-octane episode and BTS videos. This is my rendition of the BTS video, which was sorely lacking a hug, as noted by many ladies in the forum. So, I decided to embellish the scene a bit more based on the body language and dialogues of RuNak in my imagination.

Dedicated to Jyoti, Aarthi, Shruthi, Goddyji, and all the others who so badly wanted a RuNak hug!

Kya kare.... humare naseeb mein bas yahi hai. JK

video: https://youtube.com/shorts/wNTFQnW1CGg?si=5dY5ysMZcK9ZWJIG

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Jhanak gazed at the hands that held hers and gently tugged her from the Mandap through her unfocussed and watering eyes. All she could experience was respite, a momentary one from the cruel hand fate had dealt her with for far too long to surmise. Her racing mind ceased as she felt her feet stepping down to a halt, another pair in tandem. Startled by the act, she slowly raised her head to look at the pair of eyes, laced with concern and brimming with confidence staring back at her. The soothing voice questioning her imbued a sense of security, encouraging her to reply.

“Kya hua Jhanak? Ab sab kuch tikh hai to tum ro kyun rahi ho??”

Jhanak belatedly gathered that she had been crying upon Aniruddh’s query. She closed her eyes in agony to stall the tears that crowded her vision. It was pure pain for her, even her tears out of control, like her life. She slowly opened her eyes to focus on Aniruddh.

“Aap ek baar phir mujhe bachane aaye hai sirji….”, She replied with a trembling voice. Her hands folded automatically in a gesture of gratitude, something so trivial in front of the man who had saved her time and time again, her savior angel. Her head bowed down in anguish; eyes shut, tears streaming down her face and a sob escaping her throat. Despite feeling ashamed, she helplessly peeked at her guardian, companion, and husband again as his hands slowly encircled hers. With soft eyes that never left hers as if to assure her that she was safe, he slowly pointed towards the mandap where Tejas stood and spoke, in no uncertain terms.

“Jhanak, agar iss duniya daba bhi ho jayegi na…. phir bhiiss gunde se tumhe shaadi nahi karne dungi!”

“Yehi chahthi hai na tum??”

Hearing such assuring words, Jhanak shuddered as if her soul had left the mortal shell, body sagging with ragged breath. She nodded in a pleading affirmative as all thoughts left her mind, as if covered in a fog, lulling her into safety. Only one thought evaded her wounded psyche.

Mein teekh hoon. Sahi salamt…. Sirji ke Paas. Unke Saath.

With that in mind, she clenched his shirt with her hands, face seeking solace in his wide chest to let her tears fall freely. Nothing else mattered to her, only the haven in her husband’s embrace.

Bas yeh ek lamha yehi rukh jaaye! Meri pati ke bahon mein…. mujhe bas meri haq jatane do. Aur kuch nahi chahiye Bhagwan….

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Aniruddh protectively held the small, frail woman in his arms…. as if it was natural to do, his nurturing instincts kicking in. He wanted to soothe and calm his quivering wife while the husband in him roared to pounce at the man who had harmed her and tear him apart limb to limb with relish. He sensed that his eyes had turned bloody red in anger, but commanded himself to think otherwise as his priorities were first and foremost his wife: Jhanak. The arms that encircled her tightened a notch, hands rubbing hers in a gentle motion to pacify. And to his relief it worked, the shaking reaching an end. Tejas’s manic screams, the flashes of the reporter’s camera, the glares of the intrusive police who were approaching Tejas to arrest him…. None made an impact in front of Jhanak. All his senses were blind to the others, homing only on his wife, even her minute movements, his mind racing a thousand miles an hour.

Jhanak meri hai, meri dil, meri ruh, meri zindagi…sabkuch…. Haq bhi mera hai, zimmedari bhi, mohabbat bhi.

Usse kuch nahi hone doongi. Apne ghar vapas leke jaoungi,Kolkata. Jaise meine Appu di se vaada kiya.

His arms tightened around her, possessive for a second before slowly releasing. He tipped her chin with his fingers, face towards him, and shushed in the softest voice possible.

“Kuch nahi hoga Jhanak. Mein hoon tumhare saath.”

He tenderly wiped the tear stains from her face with his thumb, fury rising with every stroke on her pale skin. He silently gritted his teeth to quench it.

Ab sirf Jhanak important hai. Calm down Ani… Gussa karne se kuch nahi hoga! Aur yeh time bhi nahi hai.

“Tumhe exams dena hai na? Uskeliye tho ayi thi tum.”

Aniruddh asserted in a deafening tone, making sure everyone in the mandap heard it. With the ensuing silence as an answer, he questioned his wife again tenderly, his hands intertwined with hers.

“Haan…”

Hearing his wife nod her head positively with a smile on her face, one bloomed in his too.

“Teekhai. Phir hum hotel wapas chalenge. Kal tumhara exam hai na?? Tumhe uske liye preparation karna hai…. Chalo mere saath!”

He tugged their hands and took command of them both, confidently striding towards the exit. Whatever may happen tomorrow, he will cross that bridge when it comes.

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Jhanak could only gawk in disbelief at the handsome profile of her husband’s back and the silent stares of the people around her. Warmth spread through her hands which were clenched tightly with his. But the tightness did not hurt her in any way, instead, it only persuaded her more of her husband’s unspoken promise. She silently etched this memory in her heart, knowing that the person she loved as her ardhangi was the only one who ever cared to fight for her sake in every way that counted. A single thought echoed as she let her husband guide her to the exit.

Aap sach mein bahot ache insaan hai sirji. Shayad isilyemujhe aapse pyaar hogaya…. Wo hona hi tha. Jab aap mere liye sabse itna ladrahe hai mujhe pyaar kaise nahi hoga??? Pyaar nahi… shayad wo galat lafz hai…

Mohabbat. Mohabbat karti hoon aapse. Aur humesha karoongi…

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Both husband and wife came to pause, noticing the changed scenery, the canopy of night spread over their heads, signifying their exit from the mandap. They exchanged silent glances, both wearing small smiles that hinted at their shared secret.

Haq to hai….

Aniruddh tugged at Jhanak’s hand, motioning her to walk alongside him as their figures slowly blended into the night, a march toward their future.

XXXXX-----XXXXX

Hope you all liked reading it.... as always constructive feedback is much appreciated as it helps me improve my craft!

Now that this is done, I am off to write my next one....

See ya.... Toodles!

Beautiful Anusha..

An ideal scene for Runak

Keep on writing,love to read more🥰