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Posted: 17 years ago

Hello, It's my first venture here.......plsss comment./criticise so that I could understand how to improve........

PART I

The sun beamed down the sky... carmine shafts made the dusk beautiful.....Daya was sitting beside the large window ....of this....three roomed flat of Malad......his eyes were gloomy....& sad....he was thinking....how to cope with all the torments .......his life had stored for him......was hoping for a little ray of light in his rugged, dark, lonely life.........some memories were gushing out infront of him......
--Dayaaaa.....he startled to get Hema's voice....
--andhere me baithe baithe kya soch rahe the Daya? Hema asked him with an affectionate voice....
He smiled a little & said--shayad...tumhari baat..
--achchha? kaash ye sach hotiiii...she rolled her eyes playfully....Daya didn't say anymore & started to smile lightly.....
Hema was about to go..to switch the light on....but....she came back & suddenly very unexpectedly she slumped down on Daya's lap....& whispered---kya hua hai....bujai? tumhari akho me ...kyu itni udaasi hain?
Daya lowered his eyes down & said with hesitation--kaha? main ...main...thik hu .....
--thik hu? ha? Hema's voice was getting choked....she was rumpling his hairs with care....& then again told---phir bhi nehi kahoge ....
Daya wasn't speaking anyhting....& after a little while he said with much difficulty---kehne ka zarurat kya hain Hema,.....tum to aise hi.......samajh jati ho......
Hema snuggled up against Daya with her warmth love & care.....her heart was scattering into pieces........tears were rolling continuously over her cheeks...she spluttered in shaky voice---main hamesha tumhare sath hu...Daya..hamesha.....hamesha....hamesha..
-hamesha....Daya hamesha......words were thudering in the ears of Daya..suddenly he shrieked out...& realised....he was thinking all these....no one was there around him........Hema had gone .....leaving him alone.......he smiled very ruefully....why only Hema?? even.....papa....papa also ........left them alone....in this vast world.....where had he gone....could he realise his pain? since childhood ....he everytime wiped their tears off their eyes....but...where had gone his touch? where? Daya stared at the vast,sky...to feel his father's affection.......eyes again got drenched with tears....but before he could wipe it off....door bell rang loudly......Daya wiped off his face & went to open the door.....it was Shirin....
--dikshu kaisi hai? she asked with a bit worry in her voice
Daya closed the door as Shirin entered & said--pehle jaise hi hain...Dr.Bansal ko phone kiya tha....woh .........yaha pe nehi hain.....
Shirin entered into the room of her freind Diksha.....Diksha...Daya's doting sister...who had gone speechless in shock.....& now was under treatment......
Shirin went nearer Diksha's bed...where she was lying like a living dead body....
--d dikshu...Shirin called her best friend very affectionately...but no answer she got....
Diksha's eyes were open, stiff,& she stared at the ceiling with a vacant gaze......
Shirin started to whimper.....in a sharp pang of agony....
Daya came slowly beside the bed & kept his hand upon his sister's forehead....she didn't response........Daya smiled ruefully staring at his sis's expressionless face...& muttered within himself---tu bhi khaffa hain mujhse???....bachpan se...sab mujhse......naraz the.....dhai sal ki umroo me....Ma khaffa hokar...is duniya ko chhorke chali gayi......his eyes filled with tears...shadi ki dus din pehle ....Hema ...khaffa hokar chali gayi.....ek mahine pehle.....Papa...khaffa hokar ....chale gaye....aab...tu bhi.....tu bhi.....jaane...ki....taiyari......main kaise jiunga Dikshu....tu...tu...to sirf meri behn nehi hain....mere bachpan ki saathi hai....mera har dukhdard baatnewali....aise....mujhe..chhorke.....Daya couldn't control himself...he burst into a silent sob....he just ran out of the room to hide his tears..from......
Shirin....too couldn't control herself...how could she????? her best friend wasn't in a state to .....&.....Daya.....a name....even reminding what ..her heart fills with reverence......within the stark darkness of her life...she feels a kindle of hope......a ray of glee...within profound...sorrow....she was writhing within herself in pain....& very slowly..headed towards.....the hall.....

[To be continued]

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Posted: 17 years ago

there are too many ellipses ("...") in the story which makes the text very difficult to read.

please remove all of them and use a regular full-stop or comma unless you are showing a character's voice/thoughts trailing off.

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Posted: 17 years ago

PART II

Daya was sobbing in pain in his room but before Shirin entered there gingerly

he wiped his tears off & concentrated on the diary his papa left for him.Every

details about the business., he didn't know that his father divided the whole

property among his three children,The huge resort in Malad,a well furnished

gym,& a lavish restaurant he left for him,but but the management...would they

obey him as their new boss??Daya was cogitating deeply how he would handle all

these & that's by alone.He was only twenty-five & since childhood he was

nearly mollycoddled by his father,he never made him feel how rough & rude this

world was,he was totally under the protection of his caring, loving dad but

now...
--Dayaaa.He startled to get Shirin's sonorous voice.
--ha,he came back into the reality & smiled a little ruefully at her
Shirin too wasn't speaking anyhting..only she was staring at Daya with deep

gaze,Daya's lugubrious,pale,morose face was giving tremendous gyp to her..it

seemed to her that she could bear everything except this man's woebegone

face,everytime she thinks of this man...her heart filled with pure reverence

for him..what hadn't he bear from childhood??& what hadn't he done for her?

eventually Shirin recalled that moment when Daya rescued her from falling

within a dangerous waterfall..they had gone to excurtion from college, &

.....why he had to bear all these?
--baithiye na...please..Shirin awakened by Daya's polite voice. She sat beside

him..& was clueless what to tell him, how to pacify him or what would reduce

his exquisite pain?
Daya was silent , he wasn't speaking anyhting, or might be possible that he

too had no word for Shirin.
Now Shirin tried to speak--aap.....aap itna tut maat jaiye Daya.....aap agar

aise....aise....tut jayenge to phir......hum kaise Dikshu ko......
Now Daya spluttered with a calm yet quiet voice--main abhi tak tut nehi gaya

hu Shirin....Dikshu ko thik karne ke liye ....mujhe strong rehna hi parega....
Shirin was still staring at Daya...she was listening his words like an

enchanted one,his tiny hairs after being bald to perform the last rite of his

father,his two-three days stubble on cheeks, everything she was watching with

rapt attention & was craving to embrace his agony with her drenched

affection...but....she controlled herself & muttered with a slow voice--mujhe

aapse ...yehi ummed tha Daya...aap kabhi bhi har nehi sakte...kabhi nehi....
Daya again smiled at her lightly & now Shirin asked him--aapko to office jana

hain na?
Daya was surprised,indeed he had to go to office, but..
Shirin: aap jaiye, main Dikshu ke pas hun,
Daya was hesitant--magar, aap....aap ko main aise......
Shirin interrupted--Daya..woh meri saheli hain..kya uske prati mera koyi farz

nehi hain?kya main uske liye..kuchh nehi kar sakti hun??
Daya was disconcerted very much, but Shirin was able to scour it off--aap

please jaiye Daya,main zarurat parte hi aapko phone kar dungi,
Daya was about to go hesitantly & said her--kuchh zarurat pare to Chachu ko

kehna, thik hain?
Shirin: thik hain kahungi.

[At office] [one hour later]

Daya was about to enter into the office but he stopped hearing the words of

the employees...--pata nehi aab kaise rakhenge woh Neet ji ka

sahabzade,aise..kam ki bareme use to kuchh bhi nehi maloom, bilkul dudh peeta

huya bachcha hain,phir bhi agar Dev saab ko deke jata ye office..woh phir bhi

kuchh janta hain..aur ye...chhote sahabzade to bilkul kaam ka nehi hain,phir

bhi dekho, boss hokar baith jayega hamare sar pe,khud ka ghar me to ashanti hi

ashanti hain, arrey Dev saab to ghar se nikal diya hain apne bhai behn ko,

sunne me aya hain, ..ke.
As Daya entered there & everyone went silent,he didn't say anything,but only

went towards his father's cabin where the secretary was waiting for him.He

gave him a warm welcome..--bete, ajao,
--yes sir,ajaiye,malik ke bina office achchha nehi lagta hain..Daya glanced &

saw Neetji's PA Mr.Kamal Sahay was saying that
Daya looked at the big empty chair of his father,he inherited it, but would he

be able to do justice with it??
--sir, ye hain sare files bagera, aap par lene ke baad hume sawal puchh sakte

hain sir.The aged secretary now said very modestly.
--usse pehle main aap logo ko kuchh kehna chahunga..
--ha sir bataiye na.Aged senior Accountant Mr.Harshad Patnayek now gave his

opinion.
Daya said with utmost modesty & grace--dekhiye....ye sach hain aaj mera office

me pehla din hain..main wake hi ek novice hun,though I'm doing my MBA, phir

bhi...he felt a twinge of pain was disturbing inside him, his voice was

choking occassionally..but still he was trying to be strong,
--practical work experience......mera hain nehi.......main....main..ye

chahunga ke aap log mere sath co operate kare,........aap sabhi log ..mujhse

umru me bare hain....to.....agar mujhse...koyi galti ho jaye....chhota

samajhkar ...sudhar dena....Daya was feeling a clod of agony, a heap of

pressure upon his chest....since childhood his every flaws had been rectified

by his father but now he had to beg for it infront of a roomfull of people

whom he didn't know well.
Within a few minutes he controlled himself & went towards the cabin of

supervisor & before anyone could say anyhting he told them--jab tak us papa ke

chair me baithne ka kabeel nehi ho jayu, tab tak main yaha pe hi

baithunga,okay?
The employees glanced at one another but didn't say anything.
Daya came inside the superviosr's room & shuting the door just slumped down on

to the chair & started to cogitate eventually--kya maine kabhi socha tha ekdin

ye dekhna parega,kabhi main office me ayunga jab.....jab...Papa nehi honge...
he was trying hard but his spouting emotion couldn't be mollified easily,
--sir,lunch time hain,aap ke liye kuchh....he awakened by the voice of

caretaker boy.
--nehi, tum jao, Daya was in a deep thought & then he went out of the

office..though without fixing any destination. He was paasing by the stall

memorials, the dark green pastures,& he stopped to notice his collge

compound,the two big pastures were the same as these were five years ago,he

was wandering slowly on the path between the two pastures,the howl of the wind

was coming through the trees,& the white pieces of cloudlets were sailing

through the deep blue sky, there was an aroma in the air, a special aroma it

was, the fragrance that made him to recall his college days, after a long Daya

could feel the scorching glare of the sunlight, he was tired, wan & pale & was

seeking for a shelter to sit on,he headed towards a tree which would ensure a

protection from the scorching sunlight...Daya came & sat under the tree &

sighed being very much tired, he was thirsty & hungry, but ....who would feed

him with the care & love that Hema did.........some splashing scenes were

coming into his mind...Hema,...her yearing...her care & unconditional

love.......Daya closed his eyes to go back to four years ago.......

[Flash back]

Hema was searching for Daya in every possible corner of the college,in every

class rooms,liabrary,even she went to common room but he was nowhere..Hema was

visibly upset, finally she went to the Boys' Games room..as she peeped through

the corner of the door, Somesh noticed her & came with a smiling face ,Somesh

who was Daya's cousin as well as his best freind.
--kya baat hain Hema.Somesh asked her
Hema spluttered in a bit shaky & worried voice--somu,tumhe maloom hain Daya

kaha hain?
Somesh curled his eyebrow playfully & answered--hmm, agar batau to kya milega

mujhe?
Hema was restless--mazak maat karo Somu, please batao na kaha gaya hain woh..
Now Harish turned towards them & glanced at the tiffin carrier which was

dangling through Hema's hand..
He tried to chaff--arrey, khana leke aye hain, aur hume na deke....de....he

was about to snatch the carrier but, stopped to see tears in Hema's eyes---aaj

nehi Harish bhaiya, please, aaj mujhe jane do.
Harish & Somesh both was a bit surprised & let her go.
Hema now came into the canteen & she was peering at everywhere & at last she

noticed Daya in a damp corner, he was eating some breads & a boiled egg.
Hema just went infront of him, Daya was staggered completely * before he could

react, Hema clenched his hand within her own & pulled him towards the door.
Daya was totally stunned--arrey..ye....kkya...kar rahi ho?....chhoro....
Hema just scowled at him & whispered--chalo yaha se..
Daya was embarrassed as well infront of a roomfull of eaters--arrey, khane to

do mujhe....
--nehi,Hema said firmly..
--thik hain, paisa to dene do....Daya told being helpless...
The canteen supervisor was smiling lightly to see the banter between the two

young lover & he said--thik hain Daya, baad me paisa de dena, aab jao
Daya was abashed & after paying for food he was nearly dragged by Hema towards

the pasture...
Daya was a bit peeved--kya karti ho tum...sabke samne... aise...
Hema wasn't speaking anyting & she stopped coming under a huge tree, lots of

yellow floweres were strewn over the place.She slumped down there as well made

Daya to sit,both were panting in an unknown excitement & couldn't speak

within a few minutes..Finally Hema looked at Daya, he was looking so pale &

tired, why not? tears were trying to brim over her eyes..but..she controlled

it & said slowly--sukhe sukhe roti aur sare huye ande se pet bhara rahe

the.....phir bhi...mujhe..kuchh bhi nehi....kahoge...she burst into a silent

sob after finishing her words.
Daya stared at Hema with his wide eyes full of helplessness & was feeling

searing pain inside...to see Hema's tears, he tried to speak--kya kahu Hema?
--wah!! kya kahu....rehne do, kuchh bhi kehna nehi parega tumhe, she was

opening the carrier while talking with him & at last she took some Tarka with

roti & raised her hand to feed Daya. Daya smiled in satisfection ...
--hasne ke liye nehi, khane ke liye bola hain, Hema said with huff in her

voice....tears were this time spilled down her cheeks
Daya was watching Hema with rapture in his eyes,Hema wasn't looking at

him..only was taking food for Daya & raising her hand to feed him,now Daya

came closer & cupped her face within his palms....Hema very slowly tossed her

teary eyes up...& kept upon Daya's...Daya very gently wiped off her

tears...now Hema couldn't be silent, she started to blubber badly,Daya tried

to pacify her taking her within his arms, but to get his warmth..She was

wailing more & more...Daya now again took her face within his hands &

whispered--kya huya hain? kyu aise ro rahi ho Hem?
Hema was whimpering in pain..with very difficulty she spluttered--aise kab tak

chalega?
--kya Hem?
Hema took Daya's hand & said--didi ...tumhe bohot dard pauchati hain na?
Daya sighed in distress & said --ye sab....kkya
--jhut maat kaho Daya, main sab janti hun, aaj tum apne khana tak dikshu ko de

diya...kuchh bhi nehi khaya aur.....she couldn't speak anymore
Daya didn't say anything & cowered down at the ground & was plucking grasses

one by one from their roots...
Hema again continued with wavering voice--tum Neet uncle ko sab kuchh kyu nehi

batate ho Daya?
Daya's face became dolorous & rueful, after a pause he told slowly--papa

ko...main...aur zada ...pareshan karna nehi chahta hu Hema....
--to Dev bhaiya ko to bata sakte ho na? Hema was too much worried..
Daya didn't answer but Hema was desperate--thik hain, main bataungi Dev bhaiya

ko..
--nehi Hema..tum aisa nehi karoge
Hema: kyu nehi karungi Daya, main bataungi unhe ke unka patni tum dono ke sath

kaise bartaab karte hain, kaise khane ka dard dete hain, kaise har roz..
--Hema. Daya shrieked out, he was breathing heavilly in excitement--tum aisa kuchh bhi nehi karogi Hema
Hema touched Daya's chin gently & begged--main tumhe aise dekh nehi sakti hu Daya, mujhe......mujhe....her voice strangled in pain....
Daya now pulled Hema within his arms & patting her tangled hairs lovingly he whispered--jab tak tum mere sath ho.......mujhe koyi dard se....darr nehi lagta hain.Hema closed her eyes & ....

Daya opened his eyes..& realised he had sunk into the past memories, he tossed his head up & saw the tree, yellow flowers were strewn everywhere..even today...cold breeze was carrying the same fragrance,the birds were chirping the same way,leaves were swaying in blow in the same way....but...Hema isn't here with him today....she would never come,she was sundered from him ...forever.....she would never wipe his tears off the way she did, she would never....Daya startled to hear the ringtone of his cell...
--hello..
--ha Daya, Shirin bol rahi hun..ek baar aa sakte hain aap?
--kyu kya huya hain? a frisson of fear he felt inside him
--woh Nehal aye hain..aur dikshu... woh...thora sa...
--thik hain, main abhi araha hun..he cut the line in haste...& now he realised that his face swamped with tears..he wiped it off & just ran towards the main road..

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Suchi

@suchi_dev2006

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Posted: 17 years ago

PART III

Daya entered into the hall & saw Nehal was sitting there keeping his hand upon

his head in distress, Daya slowly went to him & kept his hand over Nehal's

hand & Nehal now started to cry ...Daya was a pacifier--roh maat Nehal...jo

honewala tha....woh huya hain....
Nehal said in trembling voice---kya...kya woh kabhi bhi achchha nehi hoga?
Daya again tried to quieten him--hoga na Nehal...lekin isliye...hume thora

dheeraj rakhna parega.....
Nehal was a bit shaky--kaise dheeraj rakhu Daya...woh to....
Daya now went to Diksha's room & sat beside her bed,Diksha was trying to say

somehting,her lips were shivering violently, ..Daya looked at Shirin, she was

patting the hairs of Diksha lovingly. Now Daya asked her---kabse aise ho raha

hain?
Shirin: jabse Nehal aye hain, Nehal Dikshu ke haat pakarke ro raha tha...aur

tab hi achanak uske hoth aise kapne lage...asu bhi nikal aye akho se ekbar...
Daya was a bit excited & said--tab to ekbaar Dr.Bansal ko phone karna chaiye,

haina,?
Shirin answered--ha Daya, mujhe bhi yehi lagte hain..
Daya called Dr.Bansal & told everything about Diksha & the doctor said that it

was a good sign as Diksha was giving response to see her dear ones & advised

to take a good care of her.
Daya came back in the hall & was surprised to see that Nehal wasn't there,he

had gone leaving a letter on the table....Daya took the letter & started to

read it
Dear Daya,
Main tumse ye kehna chahta hun ke main...main hamesha Diksha ke sath

rahunga,usdin uske halat dekhne ke baat tumne mujhe ye puchha tha ke

kya..main.....ye sab ke baad bhi...Dikshu ke sath.....main usdin tumhe kuchh

na keh saka Daya....par main ye sochke dekha...ke main...Diksha ko kabhi

bhi...bhula nehi paunga....use...main apne mann se...patni man chuka hu

Daya...jis andhere rah se tum guzar rahe ho.....us rah me....tum apne aapko

akela maat samjho Daya...main hu tumhare sath...bas itna hi kehna tha

tumhe...muh se kuchh bhi keh nehi paya Daya...sharm aya...ye sochke ke jab

tumhe aur Diksha ko mere sabse zada zarurat tha....tab main tum logo ke sath

reh nehi paya...achchha rehna aur ho sake...to mera....majburi ko samajhkar

.....mujhe ...maaf kar dena......
tumhare dost Nehal

Daya read the letter & stared at this for a few moment,he eventually went in

trance to read it..eyes filled with reverence for Nehal,& along with the

feeling he drifted into the thought....of nearly six years ago when he did

write a letter to Hema confessing his love..

[Flashback]

A strange feeling was disturbing Daya, a feeling of intense pain with a

flicker of hope to be coddled....three days past, since then she hasn't

come,she must been very hurt,but why didn't she come once? if she would come

then she could understand how I felt to hurt her,how I am squirming within

myself in pertinence, how she has snatched away my thoughts, my sleeps,even

my.....he was fidgeting in restlessness..& finally took a pen to write her....
but he couldn't find any word to address her......so he continued ...even

without addressing her
Hema
ha, shayad zindegi me pehli baar kisiko khat likh raha hu..aaj samajh me

aaya..ke koyi kyu khat likhte hain.....aise khat woh log aise hi nehi likhte

hain...balki majboor ho jate hain likhne ke liye....aise....kabhi kabhi main

sochta hu..ke kaun hun main tumhare? ...bhaiya tumhari jeeja lagte hain,aur

dikshu tumhari saheli...par main???? kaun hu main tumhari? shayd koyi bhi

nehi..par pher dil kehkar uth ta hain....kya sach me main koyi bhi nehi hu? to

pher is ghar me ate hi....kyu tumhari do pyase naina mujhe dhunte hain? mere

pareshani kyu barbar tumhare akho me asu lati hain.....kyu mujhe ek baar

muskurate huye dekh ke...tum lakh baar asman ke sitaro ke tarha khilkar uth ti

ho.....kabse Dikshu ke saheli banke ya pher Bhaiya ke adhi gharwali banke..tum

hamara ghar pe ane lage the....ye to mujhe thik tarike se yaad bhi nehi

hain.....par tum ate ho....is ghar ko tumhare dhun me saja dete ho...sabke

mann lubhati ho...aur chali jati...ho....ye adat ban gaya tha

hume...par.....tumhari na ane se......aisa....laga.....ke.....jaise....suraj

mujhse rutha hain......bahar ka tazi hawa bhi......ruth ke.....kisi dusre gali

se guzar raha hain.....aur phool....phutne se pehle hi.....murjha gaye

hain.....per ki patte sukh ke bikhar gaye hain.......
bachpan se..purashti walo ka dhutkar...aur...nafrat sahante sahante...aapne

aapko pehchan nehi paya tha Hema......par....par...tumhari akho me jhanka

to....mehsus huya...main...kitna ....kitna anmol hu.....behta huya khalbali ek

nadi ho tum...aur main...tumhari kinara me...para huya ek chhota sa

patthar....maloom nehi kab tum......apne lehro se leke gayi...tumhari rah

me......tumhari sath chalte chalte mehsus kiya tumahri gehraiyon ko....aur

aapne aapko bhi.....
harbar tumne apna jajbat ka zikar kiya...harbar tum dil me daba huya pyar ka

izhaar karke...apne...betabi ko kaam karna chaha...lekin main.....main

barbar..na samajhne ki....chhal se.....ise dur hatha diya.....par...shayad aab

aur..chhupa nehi sakta hu Hema.......na ise chhupa sakta hu...aur na ugal

sakta hun....usdin maine tumhe jitna dard pauchaya....uske liye...tum

mujhe....koyi bhi saza de dena..Hema......par.....aise....mujhse...dur....maat

raho....jo bhi unkahee rishte hain hum dono ke beech me.....us rishte

ke....khatir....tum.....kam se kam ...ek baar...sirf ek baar mere pas ana

Hema.......barna.......ye samjhunga.....ke....behta huya nadi ne.....khaffa

hokar......us chhota sa patthar ko.....pher kisi kinare me .....phek diya

hain.......

Hema couldn't keep tears within her eyes....tears were rolling over her cheeks

& swamped like an insane river...kaise tumhe samjhau Daaya...ke ye mera

abhimaan nehi hain.....main...main dar gayi thi....tumse bichad ne ka darr

mujhe khayi ja rahi thi.....agar main ek behti huyi nadi hu....to tum ek

chhota sa patthar nehi Daya...balki...tum...mere.....sagar ho.....tumse milne

ke liye hi.....itni tez beh rahi hu main.....kaise samajhti main....ke apne

sagar jaise gehre dil me kya chhupake rakhe the tum.....main bhi nehi janti

hu..Daya....kabse.....kabse....ye dil tumhe ...aise chahne

lagi.....kabse....tumhe dekhne ke liye...dil aise.....taras ne lagi....ye

chhatpatahaat, ye madhoshiya...ye betaabiya...ye kya hain....samajh ne ki

pehli hi.......main tumhe aapna dil de chuki......par....ye to sach haina Daya

ke...ye zaruri nehi hain...ke tum bhi.....tum bhi mujhe....chahne

lagoge......usdin tumhare akho me....main jo narazgi...jo gussa dekha....usse

mere dil me shanka hone laga....pichhle do saal se jo khwab mere dil me pal

raha tha....jo sapna akho me bas raha tha....woh.....bikharte huye...dekh

kar.......main......main....pagal ho gayi Daya......aur

pagal.......tumse....main kaise dur rahu......tum to hamesha mere pas chhaye

rehte ho.....aab jo thandi hawa....akar mujhe....chhu rahi hain.....woh to

tumhare hi saasein hain.....aur...ye jo khushboo.....charo aur phail rahi

hain...woh...tumhara hi khushboo hain.......ye poonam ka chanda jo roshni

bikher raha hain...wo..tumahara ujale hain pagle......Hema just rushed to

Deepa Villa with bated breath,every maids & servants of Deepa Villa were

surprised to see Hema as she was running without noticing anything,entrance

hall was empty & she eventually bumped against Nancy, Nancy, the whole time

governess of her niece Munni. She smiled to see Hema & informed her---behn didi

to ghar pe hain nehi, coaching pe gayi hain.Hema asked with bated breath--aur

chhote bhaiya?
Nancy answered again with a smiling face--ha chhotu bhai to hain..apne kamre

me hain shayad...she went on her way & now Hema was again running through the

stairs to reach at him...but....her next obstacle was her own cousin

sister....Mitali..the only housewife in this household--ruko, kaha ja rahi ho?
as Hema turned she saw the stren cruel face of her sister, without any

hesitation she retorted back---Daya ke pass,
now Mitali came infront of Hema with a scathing smirk & told--raat din tumhe

Daya se kya kaam hain?
Hema answered back---kaam hain isliye hi na ja rahi hun, mera rasta chhoro..
Mitali snarled in anger & said--aab raat na baj rahe hain, aur tumhe Daya se

abhi
Hema interrupted & said--dekho, main tumhe itna jawab nehi de sakti hun, mera

rasta chhoro....
Mitali was stunned to hear the curt answeres from Hema, she just shouted

out---tumhe kehna parega, aur mere bateein manna bhi parega samjhi tum?? is

ghar me wohi hota hain jo main kehti hu.......naukar chakar se lekar ...har

koyi mere gusse se kapne lagte hain....aur....tumhe ...ab tak ye maloom hona

chaiye....ke jab mujhe ...gussa...ate hain.....tab...she came just infront of

Hema & continued---tab...mere samne khare honewale ka.....kya haal hota

hain....
Hema said without any sign of fear---ha...woh to samajh me hi ate hain....is

ghar ke logo ka sharafat ka faida uthakar tum in logo ke saath kuchh bhi karte

ho....par tumhari gusse ka namuna agar main ghar pe bata du......kam se..kam

agar ye bare tau ko bata du....to...achchha nehi hoga.....anyway mere rasta

chhoro..barna..
Mitali: barna kya karogi tum????
Hema: woh tum baad me dekh lena, she pushed Mitali away & went to Daya's room.
Daya was playing a romantic tune in the piano...Hema was listening that tune with rapt attention & every chord was howling within her heart....as she was going nearer to Daya...her every footsteps was raising her heartbeats...she totally lost herself being enamoured with the man infront of her......she crooned within herself----aab to hain tumse har khushi aapni
Tum pe marna hain.....zindegi aapni....
jab ho gaya tum pe ye dil deewana
phir chaahe jo bhee kahe, hum ko jamaanaa
koee banaaye baaten, chaahe ab jitnee
ooooo, aab to hain tumse har khushi aapni

[ To be continued]

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PART IV

Hema very gingerly with slow steps went just behind Daya & slowly took her

mouth nearer of Daya's ear & then suddenly she let out an ear piercing

shriek....Daya just jolted from his musical state of mind, & Hema just burst

into a loud chortle like a falling cascade.....Daya sighed heavily as the

sudden frisson of fear got appeased, but Hema was still laughing like a little

scamp,Daya was watching Hema being enraptured & with a coy smile..& finally he

sputtered with a low voice--tumhe sharm nehi ate hain?
--kyu? spontaneous asnwer he got from Hema...
--kisi anjan larke ke ghar aise ghusna nehi chaiye, samjhe? he smiled lightly

to banter with Hema..
Hema rolled her eyes playfully & looked around as if she was searching

someone.....
Daya asked with surprise--kya huya? kise dhun rahi ho?
Hema answered normally--wohi...anjan larke ko....jaha tak mera khayal hain ke

ye ghar tumhara hain,
with a light chuckle Daya answered--ha
Hema: to ye ghar kisi anjan larke ka kaise ho gaya? ....aur apne ghar me

ghuste huye...kisika permission lena parega kya??? she made her like a child

.....was going to say something but before that Daya frowned & asked--kya kaha

tumne?
Hema: kaha ke ye ghar anjan larke ka kaise ho gaya?
Daya: uske baad?
Hema: is ghar me ghusne ke liye kisika permission lena parega kya?
Daya chuckled mischivously & asked--usse pehle....
Hema just gave a light blow on Daya's cheek & said--dhyat, suno na tumse mujhe

bohot baat karna hain.
Daya turned back & said with a huffy tone--nehi karna hain baat, teen din se

gayab hoke.....Hema now spunned to face Daya & clenching his hand within her

own she whispered--kya mujhe taqleef nehi huya??
Daya didn't say anything..only tried to twig the pain by gazing deep at

her....Hema now again became mischivous & rolling her eyes here & there she

told---aise.......mujhe......to lagta tha....ke.....mere yaha par ane

se.... kuchh log bohot pareshan ho jate the....ek haina yaha pe....jo raat din aapne

kitabo me khoye rehte hain....aur....exam me achchhe achchhe marks late

hain.....to unko to bohot taqleef hota tha..main to ake hi unka kitaab chhin

leti thi...chillakar unka parai ka bara baja deti thi.....aur aise shor macha

deti thi....ke....woh apne kitaab lekar kahi na bhag paye...aur....she was

chattering continuously ...untill Daya unexpectedly took her in his lap &

traisped towards the terrace-balcony...Hema went speechless & with the eyes

full of fervour she stared at the man whom she had given herself...Daya

stopped reaching at the stone bench ...& made her sit lovingly & he himself

knelt down on the floor & took Hema's palm within his....Hema couldn't say

anything to get his touch..only her lips were quivering a little in excitement

& pleasure, Daya was playing very slowly with her well shaped thin fingers, he

cringed down for a while, & Hema was waiting with bated breath to hear from

him...& finally Daya very gently caressed on it, Hema once closed her eyes to

shut her every senses expect touch just to feel his caress intesely..& when

she slowly opened her eyes..she saw he was staring at her with his two deep,

wide,innocent & helpless eyes,he flushed in russet & finally mumbled

--mmujhe..............mmujhe.....kuchh kehna nehi ata

hain....main....bolu...to kya bolu Hema......main....
Hema came closer from where she could feel his breath....& took Daya within

her arms within a moment, Daya was almost went in trance to get so intense ,

so pure love from someone, to feel her so intensely,her breath,the beats of

her heart,the chant of her blood everything was singing only one word & that

was daya..daaaaaaaaaya..dayaaaaaaa......Hema was rumpling his hairs with

exquisite care & love & at the same time she was whispering---kuchh kehna ka

zarurat nehi hain .....finally she kissed on his forehead & again

whispered---jo bhi kehna hain......apne akho se....keh dena.....she then took

a little bit of Kajjal from her eyes & draw a bindi on a side of Daya's

forhead & said--mere harjai pe kisika nazar na lage......Daya was smiling very

coyly .....but suddenly both startled to hear Diksha---hmmmm , kya ho raha

hain...haa? Daya got extremely embarrassed & after disengaging himself from

Hema he tried to escape from there...but Diksha wasn't in a mood to leave her

dearest brother---arrey arrey bhaiyaji, kya baat hain ha....mujhe bhi to

bol.......arrey, kisne tere upar aise lal rang dal diya hain.....Daya smiled &

after giving a tap on her sister's head he went inside quickly....now Diksha

came to Hema & stared at her with pretended astonishment just to banter with

her...Hema was too a bit shy ...& she said--- Dikshu, main aaj bohooooooooot

khush hun...
Diksha said with a voice to razz--hmmm wo to dekh hi rahi hu...par kyu sakhi?
Hema just threw her two hands in the sky & screamed with pure glee---mujhe aaj

mere manzil mil gayi hain.....
Diksha smiled & again pretended to be unhappy--hmmm, itne me hi tujhe tera

manzil mil gaya? ha?
Hema was overwhelemed completely--ha Dikshu,jab itne bari

huyi......ke.....Bhagwan ke pas kuchh mang saku.......she sighed heavily &

continued---tab se......sirf....ek.....hi cheeze...mangi thi main.....
Diksha was smiling a lot & was about to tell her something but before that

some maid came there---behn didi tumhe bare saab bula rahey hain, niche unka

study room me jao,
Diksha & Hema quickly came down stairs with their chirps & perks & went inside

the Study room. There Neetji was sitting & Daya was with him as well, to see

Hema Neetji sparkled in happiness--arrey, mere betiiiii.......tu ayi hain, aja

...aja mere pas...Hema ran to Neetji & hugged him---uncle....mere pyaaaare

uncle....
Neetji was pampering Hema--hmmm, tu ayi hain, aur mere pas nehi ayi..ha?
Hema answered without hesitation--main to ana hi cha rahi thi...par...Daya ne

kaha ke tum busy ho....Daya was stupefied & gaped at her to see her lying
neetji now gave a feighned scold to Daya---Daya...tune aisa kaha thaaa?
--nehi..nehi Papaji..maine ......Daya was stammering & as he looked at Hema

she winked at him & gave him a grimace as well...
Neetji started to smile to see his kiddish children & now he said--achchha

thik hain, main tum dono ko yehi keh raha tha ke..kal...Deshpande saab ka bare

bete Vijay ka wedding reception party hain...to tum log taiyar hoke rehna ,

thik hain...aur Dev kaha hain?
Daya once looked at Diksha & then answered--bhaiya to abhi tak office ne nehi

lauta hain papaji..
Neetji nodded his head & asked again--aur Mitali?
no one answered & cowered their head at the floor...now Neetji again

asked--Daya, Mitali kaha hain?
Diksha answered with wrinkled face--woh.....papaji....bhabi to....nikal

gayi....surva didi keh rahi thi......ke koyi......late night party......
Neetji quickly changed the topic & said with a smiling face--aur

Hema....kyu..tu jayegi hamare sath? ha?
Hema just burst with laughter--ha uncle....main tum logo ke sath

jaungii....aise....hamare ghar se...to Papa, sid, aur Haimanti jayegi.....jaha

tak final hain.....aur main....she once squinted her eyes at Daya & said

--main tum logo ke sath jaungi...par uncle....shayad tumhare koyi bete naraz

ho jayega....
Neetji asked with full of humour--mere bete? Dev?? arrey Dev tujhpe kyu naraz

hoga?
Hema hissed in despair & said--arrey Dev bhaiya nehiiiii, haina tumhare ek

jealous bete....jo....mujhe bilkul bilkkul pasand nehi karte hain..
Neetji now burst into chortle & said--woh....Daya....kyu Daya ....tu jealous

hain isse? ha?
Daya didn't answer & just gazed at Hema...with a huffy yet humorous

look...Hema's naughty & mischivous attitude was mortifying him inside....
--Dayaaa...
--ha , ha Papaji.....nehi...nehi...main kyu....Daya gazed at Hema with a deep

yet reproving glance.....just at that moment a maid came & informed---saab,

singhania ghar se phone aya tha....Hema didi ke bareme ..puchh rahey the...
Hema winced in guilt ..& Neetji said--arrey ha...dus baj rahey hain...Daaya ja

tu jaldi Hema ko pauchkar aa....Hema again glanced at Daya like a winner &

curled her eyebrow ....Daya wished to teach a lesson to her...he too gazed at

her with a chiding glance..& then said --papaji, lahoo singh ko shortcut rasta

maloom hain..woh paucha denge to jaldi hoga....
Neetji said it was okay & ordered lahoo singh to drop Hema at Singhania

House....
Hema was stunned to see Daya's trick & before she could say anything..Daya

playfully twisted her one ear..though mildly & headed towards his room....
Hema stood their gaping & gazing at her love....& whispered---thik hain..badla

main bhi le sakti hu Dayaji....

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PART V

[Next Day] [8 P.M]

Everyone was getting ready to go to Vijay Deshpande's wedding reception party, Daya was knotting his tie..& suddenly he turned at the door to hear some clinking noise ..but he couldn't see anyone there....He smiled at himself & again concentrated on knotting the tie..but again some unseen object kept disturbing him, now he spunned & said--kaun? but as usual no one was there, Daya was feeling restive to think what happened to him, why he couldn't concentrate on anything, but before he could think again someone just wrapped him from behind, he looked & saw two soft hands with full of bangles had swaddled him, he tried to turn back ..but the two hands couldn't give him a chance & suddenly one hand twisted his ear...very roughly.
--ahhhhh, Daya winced in pain
now somone burst into a loud laughter..a laughter that made him weak & dizzy...a laughter that reminded him about a spilling cascade, a laughter that scrubb out his every pain, a laughter that made this quiet house elated with joy, a laughter that jangled on his ear day & night to take away the tranquility of heart....he tried to spun but...couldn't as a sonorous, croony voice begged at him--uhmmmm, abhi nehi, pehle akhe band karo...
Daya closed his eyes like an obedient school boy...& then very slowly turned back...
--ha....aab akhe kholo....
Daya opened his eyes & saw.....he couldn't beileve that a total surprise was waiting for him....he went dumb & numb.....to see the fairy infront of him....Hema ..draped with a sizzling sparkled green sari.....enfolded with greenstone necklace, & greenstone bangles..her straying hairs were fluttering in the air.. he was totally boggled to see his love queen...
--kya huya...nehi kaha kaise lag rahi hu? Daya jolted from dreaming state to hear from Hema..& now he tried to keep a curb on his overflowing emotions & repressed his feelings, with a glint of mischief he said slowly---apna tariff sun na chahti ho?
--ha , chahti huuun...bolona kaise lag rahi hun..she almost begged at him..
Daya gave her a rougish smile & said--agar ...na batau to?
Hema sussed out that Daya was trying to madden her...she just threatened him---nehi bataoge???? nehi bataoge????
Daya playfully nodded his face to indicate that he wouldn't at all interested....now Hema came closer & started to pummel him on his chest--bolo, bolo, barna marungi...bolo....kaisi lag rahi hunnn
Daya started to smile & said with difficulty--arrey..pls.....mat maro..aise....pls..chhoro.....Hema leave him but stood with a dark cloud in her eyes.. Daya said mischivously---aaj to tumhe kitna tariff milega...phir bhi...abhi se tariff sun ne ke liye..itna bechain ho?
Hema's face became lugubrious & sad ...she remained silent for about one minute & then said with dolorous voice--sabki tarif aur tumhara tarif jo mere liye alag hain..ye tum kab samjhoge Daaya...
Daya again smiled with mischief & said--achchha...to jiske tarif tumhare liye itna khas hain...uska kaan kyu pakri? ha?
Hema was chuckling lightly & muttering within herself--kal ka badla hain Dayaji...
--kya huya? ha? bara hun na main tumse? gurujano se aise pesh ate hain?..Daya tried to frighten her with feighned reprimand..
Hema sadly nodded her head & said--nehi....puja karna chaiye...she eventually took the tie from Daya's hand & got up into a tool to knot it around his collar...
Daya was feeling so happy but again he restrained himself & said--hey..tum jao...jakar tumhari saheli ko....dekho..ke....kitni der hain...
Hema was nodding her face very obediently...& Daya was really feeling something wrong about it as Hema is not a girl who.....he was trying to perceive the true intention of Hema..suddenly Hema leant over him from behind...& whispered in his ear---raja.....tum aaj bohot achchha lag rahey ho.....bhagwan na kare...aaj waha par koyi haseena tum pe mar jaye....ya pher......tum..kisi pe....mar...jao.....Daya couldn't react ...the whispering words of Hema in his ear was making him restive....& perturbed....
now Hema pecked on his ear very gently & breathe out again--bolo na....aaj kisi pe...tum..fida to nehi ho jayoge...
Daya closed his eyes to get the first kiss from Hema..but he controlled himself & said--tab hi bolunga...jab...tum mujhe kahoge....ke...tum kabhi bhi...kisi gurujano ka kaan nehi pakroge....within a minute he got no reaction & then suddenly Hema nibbled his ear & squalled out--pakrungi pakrungi..hazar baar pakrungii..rok sako to rok lena..she vanished out of the room like a sparrow....
Daya smiled & came down in the hall after getting ready where Neetji was waiting along with Diksha & Hema..as he came Hema told Neetji--uncle, main aur Daya bike me chale jaate hain, jaldi bhi hoga..aur do car nikalne ka zarurat bhi nehi hoga...Daya said promptly--papaji, bhaiya aur Hema bike pe chale jaye...lahoo singh ko lene ka zarurat nehi hain, main drive karke chale jata hun...
Neetji nodded & said--ha...achchhi baat hain..
Diksha looked at Hema & Hema told with a huffy voice--mujhe bike pe nehi jana hain, mere bal ur jayega....
Neetji chuckled a little but didn't get them understood it & just then Nancy came with Munni, a four year old grand-daughter of Neetji, she was looking very cute & sweet & to see her everyone tried to coddle her--arrey...dekho to...yehi hain ....na aaj ka pari...ha? Neetji was cooing to woe Munni, Daya took her in his lap & kissed on her chubby cheeks & Dev arrived within a minute with haste--ha papaji, chalo, I'm sorry main thora late ho gaya..
Neetji frowned & asked--Mitali??
Dev suddenly got embarrassed & with lot of fumble he answered--papaji....Mitali ka tabiyat kuchh thik nehi hain...hum log chalte hain..woh....No one did elongate the topic & was about to head towards the reception hall...Hema hurridly tried to occupied the front seat just beside the driver & she did it...now Daya called lahoo singh to drive tha car & he himself took his bike & told--papaji, main bike pe chala jata hun..thik hain...he then just once slyly glanced at Hema..she was snarling at him in anger....Neetji was smiling & answered--okay, par dekh ke chalana...

as they reached there,Deshpande couple gave them a warm welcome & they entered into the hall...Neetji got busy with some known freinds, Dev too was getting busy with some known persons & Daya came in a recluse corner & sat there..but he hadn't the luck so far to be alone...Hema came being furious ---aab samjhi main, kyu tum akele bike pe aye ho?
Daya was enjoying Hema's peeved & angry face--kyu?
Hema: khubsurat ladkiyo ko jo hero banke impress karna tha na tumhe....
Daya repressed his smile & said--woh to main hu hi...banne ka kya zarurat hain?
Hema was getting peeved more--achchha? to jao..baat karo un haseeno se....chupchap baith kyu gaye?
Daya: woh isliye..ke abhi baat karne ka mauka nehi mil raha hain.....milega ..to...baat bhi kar lunga...aur..dance bhi karunga...
Hema goggled her eyes--kya!!! dance!!!!! aur jab College ki freshers me main tumhare sath dance karna chaha...to tum keh diya ke tumhe dance nehi ata hain....sirf tumhare waja se Daya...sirf tumhare waja se main dance nehi kiya....main chahti thi to Somu ke sath kar sakti thi....par..maine....she was getting emotional & serious...aur aab..tum....
Daya was smiling & then kept his hand upon her head to console....but she was panting in excitement & in huff--jao, baat nehi karungi main tumse.....
Daya was going to say something but before that Sid came there with enraged anger, Sid aka Siddharth Singhania,Hema's sibling brother & Daya's classmate...he rushed there like a storm & unexpectedly snatched Hema's one hand very roughly & said---hey...chal yaha se....main dikha raha hu aaj...ke...badtamizi ka saza kya hota hain....
Daya was furious & threatened Sid with calm voice--Siddharth tum Hema ko chhor do...
but Sid was abusive ...& just plunged onto Daya & helding the collar of his shirt he screamed--hey kamine, main tujhse baat nehi kar raha hun..samjhe tu? bhai behn ki beech me bolne ka koshish karega to muh torke rakh dunga...
Hema couldn't bear the harsh words of his brother --sid, jaban samhalke baat kar..barna...she couldn't finish & Sid just snatched again her hand roughly & slappped her tightly...Hema groaned in pain & was trying to release herself desperately from Sid..
Sid was fuming in rave--kiski waja se tu gehro ke sath yaha pe ayi hain? ha??? iski kehne pe na? he pointed out Daya with full of hatred, Hema shouted out loud--nehiiii, main khud apni marzi se ayi hu Neet uncle ke sath....
Sid was screaming like mad--marzi huya aur chali ayiiii..jhuthi....chal yaha se aaj tera aisa haal karunga...ke zindegi me kabhi aisa karne ka himmat nehi hoga tujhe...
Some other guests were watching them as Sid was shouting loud.. Hema pleaded--sid, pls aise chilla maat, sab dekh rahey hain...
--Dekhne deee jise aapne ghar aur khandan ka izzat ka koyi parva nehi uska saza kya hain ye dekhneee deeee....he couldn't finish, Daya's strong arms just pushed him away from Hema & he fell onto the ground, with a distorted face & glowering eyes Daya warned him--Hema ke upar aise kabhi bhi haat maat lagana...
Sid stood up quickly & quite unexpectedly he punched Daya on his face..Daaya coldn't take the blow as it came suddenly & he hit down the ground roughly...Hema shrieked out in fear & ran to Daya to give him support..but before that Sid again clenched Hema's hand & nearly dragged her away...Hema was wailing in pain & fear..but he judt didn't care...meanwhile everyone just rushed there to realise that something was wrong there..Dev, Diksha, Neetji all just came rushing there & stunned to see Daya was lying down on the ground...Dev ran to Daya to support but before that Daya stood up pressing his cheek from where blood was oozing out ..
--bhaiya, tu thik to haina? Diksha gave her handkerchief to Daya to wipe off the blood ..but..it was a deep wound...
Deshpande couple wasn't happy at all to see all these still they were enquiring about Daya's injury,
Neetji was totally embarrassed,ashamed & was unable to think how should he react..He thought it safe to go back at home with his kids, though Deshpande couple was trying to resist him, but he fended it off wisely & politely & told them that they shouldn't waste this beautiful evening to think about this small mishap,he was about to go but on the way Mr.Pururaj Singhania, the father of Siddharth & Hema came & pleaded for forgiving Sid, Neetji just once kept his hand upon Pururaj ji's hand & strutted out of the marriage hall with his two sons & daugher..

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PART VI
They reached at home quite early..but tiny Munni couldn't understand why they

were coming back without having dinner..she was hungry & started to yell

loudly....
Now Dev burst in anger--kya zarurat tha Sid ke sath marpeet karne ka?
Daya was helpless he was trying to make him understand desperately--bhaiya,

main uske sath koyi marpeet nehi kiya...
but Dev wasn't at all convinced--achchha? to yuhi hi ye sab ho gaya?
Daya was ashamed, disconcerted, he never ever thought that just for him..his

father & whole family had to bear all these humiliation & embarrassement..but

he was trying to clarify his point--bhaiya...woh Hema ke sath bohot bure

bartaab kar raha tha...sab logo ke samne...use thappar mara..aur main..sirf...
---bas!! Dev interrupted him & continued---aur tu use mar diya!!! Daya, Sid

uski bhai hain..
Daya was stupefied--aur isliye woh....sabke samne uske sath kuchh bhi karega?
Dev couldn't find any appropriate answer but said angrily---tujhe...kya

zarurat tha...unme parne ka?
Daya started to stammer to listen to his brother..he never could speak in an

organised way..today also..he was getting speechless..& couldn't make him

understand that......that he couldn't bear Hema's insult infront of a roomfull

of guests...He was trying to mumble--bhaiya...woh Hema..ko....
Now Neetji interfered & expressed his irritaion--ahhh, Dev..Daya chup karo tum

log....
Both went silent
Neetji now ordered his daughter--Diksha...ja...Daya ko leke apne kamre me

jaa..dekh..chot kitna gehra hain....aur...dressing kar de...
Daya & Diksha very obediently went upstairs to go to their rooms...
Now Neetji looked upon Dev & after a long pause he told him---mujhe nehi lagta

Dev....ke...Daya koyi bhi galati kiya hain...
Dev didn't expect it...& with a bitter facial expression he

retorted---papaji....aap use pyar dekar sarpe baithaya hain...uske galat kaam

me aapko ...uska saath nehi dena chaiye...
Neetji said calmly---Dev,tumhara soch sahi nehi hain...tumlogo me se kisi ne

bhi kabhi koyi galat kaam kiya hain...to maine roka hain...par tumhe kya lagta

hain? bhare logo ke samne Hema ka aapmaan hote huye dekh kar agar woh chup

rehta to achchha hota?
Dev was astonished & said--mujhe ye samajh me nehi araha hain

Papaji...ke..unlogo ke mamle me ....hume parne ka kya zarurat hain? aapko

maloom hain...ke....aab......aab...mujhe...ye sun na parega ...ke mere

bhai....Sid ko...mara hain? kya mujhe ye sunte huye achchha lagega papaji?
Neetji again answered calmly--Dev, kabhi kabhi aapne bareme thora kaam socha

karo.....uske bareme socho...jo...tumhare behn jaisi..hain...aur...
--Dev...Neetji stopped & both stared at the upstairs...Mitali was standing

there with extremely stern face...
Neetji went towards his study room & Dev too ..with a wrinkled & nervous face

went towards his room.....

Next Day [6.p.m] [Deepa Villa]

The sunlight was ebbing away gradually & the twilight had spreaded a glimmer

of ray in this would be evening....some stars were visible..though not

prominently..& a half moon too was visible yet to emit its magical beams...the

trees were seeming starkly black against the huge infinite dark sky....a

fragrance was wafting along by the breeze .....Daya was riveted on the terrace

like a beholder & was musing about his love queen...taking the fragrance deep

into his heart...he was trying to feel the aroma of his sweetheart....the

birds were busy to return to theirs nests,their chirps & chants were made him

to recall about his queen & a sharp pain was billowing within his heart

continuously.......today he didn't go to college..but Diksha informed him that

Hema too didn't come to college...why???
woh thik to haina???..Sid uske..sath..kuchh...bura to nehi kiya

na??....million of questions were making him restless..he too was reproaching

himself as he had tried to madden her...for several times......tear drops were

rolling over his cheeks..& it seemed to him...that someone was wiping out his

tears...he looked around..but...found no one out there.....he closed his

eyes..& felt someone murmured in his ear---raja....ro maat....main to tumhare

sath hi hun.....har waqt.....har waqt rajaaa.......
--chotu bhaiya...
--kaun...he startled to hear from a maid...
maid: bhaiya....aapko......bare bhaiya bula rahey hain......
Daya restrained himself & gave the maid a simper & told--thik hain..main ja

raha hun...
the maid disappeared..& now Daya went towards Dev's room...as he went infront

of the door....he thought what happened today....bhiaya itni jaldi office se

agaye?....he called him--bhaiya.....but no one answered...the door was opened

...Daya called again---bhaiya.....aapne mujhe bulaya?..this time also he

didn't get any answer..he slowly & hesitantly entered into the room & as he

entered very unexpectedly the door was closed with loud noise..& before he

could understand anything..he was being whipped mercilessly...even he was

unable to look properly, continuously he was being lashed.& a spiteful,vicious

voice was hurling him again & again--bad tameez ka saza..ek hi hote hain...ek

hi saza....ek ....saza....the whip was hurting him all over his body..& when

it hurt his head...he started feeling dizzy...he was though trying to hold the

whip...but just couldn't & it seemed that a whirl of dust had pervaded

everything infront of him.....the sharp pain was making him to lose his grip,

senses...everyhting was dangling infront of him......he was trying to

stand..but ...couldn't..his knees were shivering..& finally he fell onto the

floor..being senseless.....

[7 P.M] [ Singhania House]

Hema was crying her heart out in the lap of her grandma being caged by her

brother Sid....she was inconsolable & in any way Mrs.Ramrani Sighania couldn't

appease her loving Grand-daughter's pain ....she was at her best & trying to

lull her by her unconditional love ......she was stroking her rumpled tangled

hairs with utmost care & was trying to quell her agony---didi.....mere

pyaaaare Hem...aise rote nehi hain mere bachche......dekhna sab thik ho

jayega.....mere bachche...humare taqdeer me ..jo likha hota haina....wohi hota

hain.....
Now Hema tossed her teary eyes up & asked in a drenched

voice---to....kkya....hum kabhi nehi....milenge...
Grandma again said with sweet sonorous voice---agar naseeb me...milna likha

hain..to...zarur milegi...didi....
now Hema begged at her--dadiii, mujhe ek baar jaane do....mujhe lag raha

hain..ke woh....wohh..thik nehi hain...zarur use....koyi taqleef ho raha

hain....dadi....she engulfed her & again begged--dadi...mujhe...ek baar jane

do.....
Grandma was helpless & hesitant ...she said with a disconcerted

voice---didi..tujhe to maloom haina...ke...sidhu ko....woh....bohot....
Hema again pleaded--dadii...main ek baar use dekh kar hi chali ayungi....pls

mujhe jane do....main chali ayungi na.....
Grandma was worried & anxious...she didn't answer Hema..& after a pause she

sputtered--teri bare taiji kabhi ye rishta maan nehi legi Hem...aur....Mitu

bhi to ye nehi chahti hain....ke.....
Hema didn't say anything..only tear drops were flooding her cheeks.....Grandma

kept her hand upon her head & said with a soft voice--didi...tujhe maloom hain

ke tu kya kar rahi hain? kya uske liye...tu sabka khilaff ja sakti hain?
Hema answered under the deep ocean--main nehi janti hun kya sahi...kya galat

hain...dadi...sirf itna maloom hain....ke....her voice was strangled ...main

use chhorke nehi reh paungi dadi....she again burst into tears...& blubbering

with emotion---dadi...woh kitna akela hain.....kitna sunapan hain uske do akho

me.....phir bhi...phir bhi...dadi....woh mujhse.......kuchh bhi nehi

.....manga hain.....mere dil...hi.....use....mera sab kuchh dene ke

liye......betaab ho gaya hain..dadi.......mujhe....unse...ek pal ka duri

bhi........bardasht nehi hota hain......main sach kehti hu

dadi....main...main....unke bina.....she couldn't say anymore....but was

sobbing badly...
Grandma was getting more anxious to see her little grand-daughter..& she

splutter very slowly--tu to mar gayi hain didi.....she sunk into deep thought

untill got a jolt from Hema...she was pleading again with the eyes full of

helplessness & vulnerability---ek baar jane do na dadi....
Mrs.Singhania was too helpless but she couldn't bear the pain of his loving

granddaughter anymore...so she told her looking around carefully--thik

hain...ja...lekin peechhe ke darwaza se chali ja...samjhi?..aur gari se

nehi....ek auto pakar lena....Hema sighed heavily..& with a shy chuckle she

was nodding her head..as the day gleams with happiness to see a shaft of

sunlight in a rainy day....she was about to run but Granny clenched her

hand...& said--zada der maat rukna didi...barna....siddhu ko pata

chalega....to woh...sabko...bohot pareshan karne lagega...tere bare tai ko bhi

pata chal jayega....Hema was never be so obedient as she was to get to

fly..she again nodded her head & flinched away from there....
Grandma stared at her & then prayed--hey bhagwan...is bachcho ko tum hi raksha

karna.......
Hema was running gustily towards Deepa Villa...it was ten minute walking

distance from Singhania House but she wanted to reach within five minutes...so

she was nearly rushing towards Deepa Villa..& when she reached over there she

was panting ...to become tired & also in an unknown excitement.......she could

hear her own heart beats & as she entered into the hall..she noticed Nancy &

she ran to her to ask about Daya but before she could ask anyhting..Nancy went

inside Munni's room ....Hema ran & went into Daya's room....Daya was lying on

his bed .....in a delirious state....as she went beside his bed......she could

twig...what happened....the scar marks of the wounds were telling her the

blotted truth...Hema went dumb in shock...when her shivering hands slowly

touched Daya's forehead....she realised he was down with very high fever...her

voice throttled with a clod of agony.....she was trying to call him

gently..but...even that wasn't possible for her at that moment....she gritted

her teeth & trying to possess the entire energy she had....to shout...she came

outside & trying to shout---survi didi.....shanti didiiiii.....Nancy.........
all three just rushed there..though their faces were wrinkled in fear....
Hema was flaming in anger--Daya ka itna tez bukhar hain..aur tumlogo ne ek bhi

doctor nehi bulaya? kyu?
All three were speechless..& the silence was becoming unbearable for

Hema...this time she shrieked out loud--batao...kyu nehi bulaya doctor ko?

kisine mana kiya tha?
survi answered feebly--nehi didi....humko to....
Hema was helpless --thik hain...to mujhe Neet uncle ko hi phone karna

parega...
Nancy interfered & inforemed her--sir to nehi hain didi...kisi kaam se woh

Delhi gaye hain....aur behn didi to college ka kuchh social work ki project

attend karne gayi hain..barna...
--tum logo ki memsaab kaha hain?
Nancy answered feebly--woh to......kuchh der...pehle.....koyi party me.....
---bas....thik hain....ek kaam karo...jaldi...Dev bhaiya ko phone karo...aur

kaho ke..she was talking with bated breath
---kyu ? aaj Dev bhaiya ko kaise zarurat par gayi? ha? as Hema looked

downstairs she saw Dev just arrived there with a bantering smile....she just

rushed down & ran to Dev worriedly & clasping him ..she burst into

tears....this time it was unstoppable....Dev was just stupefied..he wasn't

being able to realise why Hema was crying like this.....he held her within his

arms & tried to console her--kya baat hain Hema....mujhe bata...na...but Hema

couldn't restrict her tears ..though she was trying ...it was raining from her

eyes..like an insane river..with much difficulty she begged --Dev

bhaiya......Daya ko.....bacha lo......plsssssss...
Dev just rushed in Daya's room & to see him just once he too realised what

happened....he sighed in total displeasure & dejection ....& then called

Dr.Trivedi...their family physian.......
He came & after checking Daya...he put bandages on the wounds & prescribed

some medicine to calm down the high fever.....& advised them to take good care

of him in every moment...throughout the night....but before going out he

called Dev in a corner & told with a little irritation --dekho Dev...tumhe

Mitali ko control karna hi parega....otherwise anything can happen in

anyday....agar sabka bhala chahte ho...to....
Dev was restless & said--Dr.uncle, aap ko to maloom hain ke...main koshish

karta hun....lekin....
Hema wasn't listening anything..even loud words too wasn't coming into her

ears..she stared at Daya with vacant gaze....& tried to feel the unbearable

twinge of pain...he was bearing....she couldn't understand how she could

reduce his pain...though she was trying...by patting his tangled

hairs....stroking very gently his face & ...by giving the drenched

handkerchief over his forehead....
After Dr.Trivedi left Dev came & tried to quieten Hema..but Hema was engaged

in soliloquy with Daya---kya taqleef ho raha hain tumhe Daya....bolona.....kyu

itna chup ho? kyu sare ke sare dard ko tum hi sahan rahey ho raja.....mujhe

bhi to kuchh de do....main sahan lungi.....main....she gulped once in

unbridble anguish..& again continued--tum aur main.....kya alag

hunn...ha....pagal..itna asan hain...ek atma ko do tukre karna.....her eyes

again brimmed with tears...Daya.....aab main tumhe chhorke....kahi bhi nehi

jaungi....kahi bhi nehi....chahe ...mujhe..pure duniya ke khilaff ....larna

pare....main larungi...Daya....
Dev was watching her with total astonishment & sheer reverence.....tears came

even in his eyes to see Hema's desperate yearning,& craving for Daya.....he

slowly kept his hand over her head & said--Hema.....bohot raat ho chuka

hain...tu ghar chali ja.....
Hema glanced at Dev with surprise ...& then she leant over Daya's forehead &

muttered--nehi...main Daya ko chhorke ...kahi bhi nehi jaungi.....kahi bhi

nehi....
Dev tried to convince her..but she was just unapproachable.....now Dev being

helpless...tried for the last time..he was patting upon her dishevelled hairs

& said very gently---Hema...main ye janta hu....ke..tu Daya ko behad pyar

karti hain.....lekin....tu agar yaha par aise ruk jayegi...to kya tune sochke

dekha....teri badnami hoga..Hema...
Hema was desperate & with shallow breath she answered--mujhe pharak nehi parta

hain...
Dev sighed & said--aur Daya? uska badnaami ka bhi tujhe koyi parva nehi hain?
Hema quickly turned back at Dev & glanced being totally nonplused....she

eventually was musing about something...very deeply....her face was contorted

with pain & distress.....after a couple of minutes silence..she stood up

staring at Daya.....& whispered slowly--subha hote hi main chali ayungi....Daya....she then flinched away from there with haste.....

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PART VII

[Singhania House] [2a.m]

Hema kept tossing & turning violently..she was torning apart in exquisite anguish....as if some clod of agony was throttling her breath...she was trying to sleep..but couldn't...everything around her was seeming meaningless..& she felt like smothered in repressed pain.....she looked upon her beside & saw her cousin sister Haimanti was in deep sleep...she got off the bed & slowly went towards the door to the way to terrace....as she opened the door a blow of cold zephyre just touched her...& blown away her straying hairs.....the half moon was gleaming in the sky & as she stared ...it sparkled with a brimming grin...ye hasi....to mere Daya ka hain.....Hema boggled at the moon....being totally amazed as an enchanted one......& suddenly she was awakened by a gusty gale....as if it told her---itni raat me soye kyu nehi......
she answered by herself--neend nehi araha hain.....

the howl of the wind through the trees again asked her--kyuuuuuuuu?
she didn't answer this time...but again looked at the moon....& the moon again giggled to see her.....the leaves of the jasmine tree were swaying by the gusty gale....she came to it...& tried to sniff the fragrance into her heart....she recalled the day she took it from Deepa Villa & put it in a tub.....she was musing about ....& again a gusty blow made her awake...& told with mischief--hum to .....use chhuke arahey hain......she became totally bemused ...closed her eyes to feel the gentle cold breeze ....which was blowing around her.....to feel ......& she again engaged in soliliquy--isliye tum....itni thandi ho.....mujhe chhute hi....sare..dard...aur jwalan mitgayi.....tumhe..to maloom hoga na.....kya woh abhi tak....dard..se ...chatpata rahey hain......ya pher......tumhare...thandak aur mehek se......woh....gehre ..neend ...me.....soye huye hain?......batao na....batao na mujhe.....batao na......it seemed to her that the cold gale was chuckling with mischief.....but...it wasn't giving her any answer...she continued..to be in trance---bataooo na mujhe...batao naaa....untill got a jerk ...--hey....Hemuuuuuuuu..
--haaa...kaun....kaun hain? she was totally unaware about the atmosphere around her....& she was thus jolted down to hear the voice of Haimanti....she was totally awestrucked to see Hema like this.....after a long curious gaze she asked her---tujhe kya huya? kiske sath baat kar rahi thi?
Hema couldn't answer.....but Haimanti was totally stunned & at the same time very worried for her doting sister...--abhi teen baj rahey hain..aur..tu....neend se uthkar..yaha pe agayi??? kyu??
--neend aya kab...now Hema said very feebly...
Haimanti didn't ask her anymore but patted her hairs lovingly & said gently--ab chal...so jate hain....chal....barna..tabiyat kharab ho jayega..tujhe...
Hema looked at Haimanti with beeseeching eyes & muttered--nehi....main kaise so sakti hun....mujhe jana haina? .....mujhe jana hain...
Haimanti: kaha? kaha Hemu? kaha jana hain tujhe?

Hema was speaking with fervour--Daya ke pass.....bukhar me woh behosh hain...mujhe to jana hi haina...panch bajte hi..main chali jaungi......main......aa jaungi..Daya....tumhare pass.......main...aaa jaungi....Haimanti was totally befuddled to see her sister & she snuggled up against her...to appease her febrile emotions...but Hema wasn't being stopped..rather she was repeating the same words again & again--main arhi hun Daya...main abhi arahi hun......Haimanti too was influnced by the torrid emotion of her sister....she clenched Hema within her arms..& then took her within their room....& made her to sit on....Haimanti's eyes filled with tears...after a pause she muttered in a choked voice---puchhungi main Daya ko.....ke...koyi kya is tarike se...kisika dil churate hain?...kyu ..aise tera dil liya.....jise....tu.....tu apne apko.....mita diya...? ye kya hain Hemu? ....bohot datungi main...Daya ko....
--nehiii..nehi...Haimi...Hema shrieked out......uska koyi kasoor nehi hain....main hi......main hi...to......
Haimanti was staring at her sister with an elegiac glance...& after sometimes..she said feebly---Hemu....is milan me bohot badhaye hain re......Hema didn't say anyhting...only she again looked upon Haimanti with a begging glance.....Haimanti continued with low voice---usdin didi akar Daya ke bareme ....bohot bhala bura keh rahi thi.....phul chahchi ke pass...aur....sid ke pass bhi......bare tai...didi..sid...yaha tak....ajkaal to Himani bhi....she lowered her eyes.....

Hema was restless--bol...bol...Himani bhi kya?
Haimanti again started to speak--matlab...woh....is rishtey me .....badhay dalne ki .......
Hema winced in pain even to think about her uncertain blotted future....she couldn't say a single word..only gazed vacantly at the floor....now Haimanti again took her sister within her arms & said with a trembling voice--magar tu chinta maat kar Hemu...main hu na.....main hamesha tere sath rahungi....Hema closed her teary eyes...to get coddled .....Haimanti again patted the tangled hairs of her sister & cooed with affection--achchha chal ab to so ja....main tujhe paanch baje utha dungi...le....but Hema was tensed--magar..Haimi....
Haimanti made her to lay on her lap..& said--koyi agar magar nehi....mujhpe to bharosa haina tujhe?..Hema was silent.....& now Haimanti again asked her--Hemu.....Daya tujhe pyar to karta hain na?..Hema didn't answer..but only smiled with a little shyness & then closed her eyes....

[Deepa Villa] [7A.M]

Repsoing his head on Daya's...Dev lost in a short kip since the morning after having a sleepless night....but the chirps & chants of the birds...& a shaft of all pervading sunlight waked him up to say that it's a new morning.....with sleepy eyes he first looked upon Daya...& saw his tranquil & painless face....he touched his forehead & sighed with relief to perceive that fever left him....he rubbed his eyes..& turned towards the table to drink a glass of water.....& inevitably he noticed Hema there...she was sitting on the floor leaning her head over the bed just an inch away from Daya's feet.....
Dev was stupefied.....& totally confounded.....he eventually thought about the day he had seen this little sister-in-law of him for the first time...though she used to come to their home even before his marriage with Mitali as a freind of Diksha....but....but...he couldn't understand how that little naughty girl had grwon up into a woman.....& fell so deeply in love with his little brother.....he called her..but she didn't answer.....now he tapped her again--Hema...& she just waked up with a bustle & said--ha...ha..Bhaiya...
Dev surprisingly asked her--kal raat tu ghar nehi gayi thi?

Hema answered rubbing her eyes--ha...gayi thi na...aaj subha hote hi...chali ayi hun...she then came beside Daya & after touching his forehead she spluttered---lagta hain aab bukhar nehi hain...haina bhaiya?
Dev was watching her with full of reverence ..he smiled & said--ha...bukhar utar gaya hain..tu chinta maat kar...
Hema blushed a little to realise that Dev had realised everything about the relationship between herself & Daya...but soon she overcame the reticense & asked Dev---bhaiya..aaj...subha koyi dabai dene ka hain....tab to....
Dev smiled again & keeping his hand over her head he told---is duniya me pyar se barkar koyi bhi dabai nehi hain Hema......aur tu haina uske pass....he sighed with a mixture of distress & relief & Hema again flushed in crimson.........& chuckled very lightly,Dev too was smiling with a satisfection & slowly he said--tujhe...naye tarike se aur kya batau? tujhe to sab maloom haina.....he became a little ruminative & emotional & continued---jab sirf dhai sal ka tha..woh....tab...Ma ko..maut chhinke le gayi....ek abodh nadan bachchhe the tab ye.....mere godh me charke barbar mujhe puchhta tha..ke ..ma kaha gayi...ma kaha gayi....his voice was choking in pain....aur..purashthiwalo ke pass bhi....Daya aur Diksha ....hamesha...parai banke hi reh gaya.....ma ki maut ka zimmedar in do nadan nanhe bachchhe ko thehraya gaya tha....mere dadaji...sakt nafrat karte the Daya ko.....a tear drop fell down from his eyes...& now he got into the reality....he came beside Hema & said gently---use..pyar ka bohot zarurat hain...Hema....bohot.....her face too swamped with tears...she roughly wiped it off with her fists....& said---main...meri akhri saas tak.....Daya ka...hath...pakarke rakhungi bhaiya.....Dev smiled again with stark satisfection but..within a moment he just jolted with the shriek of Mitali...she was shouting vehemently---Deeeeeeeeevvvv..Deeeeeeeeeev...
with haste Dev went towards his room & saw Mitali was standing inside their room with her cruel face..to see Dev she again shouted out--kya baat hain? kaha pe the tum ha? is ghar me ate hi ya to tumhare satyanisht peetajee...ya pher..tumhare churel bhai behn ka surat dekhna parta hain....kaha
Dev answered in a firm yet low voice---subha subha tumhari bakwas sun ne ka mann nehi ho raha hain mujhe...
--wo...to main jo kuchh bhi kehti hun tumhe bakwass lagte hain? ha? a sharp scathing smirk there was in her lips....
now Dev again said in low voice--tum phir se ...phir se..wo drug lena shuru kiya?????? aur drug lete huye tum mere bhai behn ke upar hath uthaya? itna himmat tumhari? he now threatened her--suno...main zada deen ye bardasht nehi karne wala hun samjhe?
Mitali too was on her peak & she hurled him back---achchha kiya jo use mara..uska itna himmat ke mere behn ke sath chakkar chalate hain.....mere bhai ko peete wo bhi sabke samne???????? I would do it again & again & again.....now she came just infront of Dev & warned him---mujhe jo marzi hain..main wohi karungi...samjhe tum? kuchh nehi kar payoge tum..you coward....
Dev got too much angry...he reddened his eyes & said--main police ke pass jaunga...aur bataunga tumhari karnama.....
Mitali burst into a loud chortle & said--achchha? sasural ke upar ...ek bahu ka atyachar.......she continued to chortle.....koyi bhi yakeen nehi karega tumhare baato ka.....
now Dev became soft & asked her gently--tum kya chahti ho Mitali?...kya kami hain tumhari zindegi me? kyu aise bartaab kar rahi ho tum?yaha tak tum ye bhi bhul gayi ho....ke...hamara ek beti hain....jise tumhari sakt zarurat hain....kyu Mitali?
Mitali smirked & with scant respect she answered--Mr.Dev Kumar Saxena...aise bhole maat bano, ab tak tumhe ye maloom par gaya hoga ke main ek sati sabitri nari banke tumhare aur tumhare ediot bhai behn ki seba me mere zindegi barbaad nehi kar sakti hun..mere kitty parties,late night parties...shampen...whiskey..clubs..ke begair nehi chalega...aur usme koyi bhi badha dalne ki koshish karega...to I will just finish him......mujhe meri personal life me kisi ka bhi dakhalandazi pasand nehi hain...samjhe tum? aur ha...mujhe isi waqt pachchis hazar rupiya chaiye...mere drawer pe rakh dena.....
Dev was just stunned ..before he could react Mitali was going out of the room but she stopped to hear Dev--mere pass rupiya hain nehi....she turned back & glanced with a basilisk stare at her husband....& then told slowy--thik hain..main tumhare office se le leti hun....
Dev just stopped her with a bustle--nehi nehi....tum please office pe maat ana...main....main...dene ka ...koshish kar raha hun....
Mitali roller her eyes & let out a scoffy comment--that's like a good boy...
Dev's face was wrinkled in extreme irritaion...anger...helplessness...digust..& dejection.....she wrote a check & handed it over to Mitali & said--Bank se utha lena....
Mitali snatched the check & then kissed it....& then she very slowly came just infront of Dev & smirked ...Dev wasn't looking at her..his nostrills were puffing in...sheer anger & dejection...Mitali touched Dev's chin..& said ---good boy....Dev pushed her hand in utmost hatred...Mitali again smirked & said--aab mere baat pe akar aur ek kaam karna....apne bhai ko....mere behn se dur rakhna.....barna.....she stopped & gazed at him..to threat....
--barna kya? Dev asked her with contorted face..
Mitali again smiled & said --yaad rakhna....ke....woh...meri behn hain...samjhe? she then stormed out of the room...
Dev sighed heavily with total disgust & ....distress...& his face eventually became distorted even to think about the future...he closed his eyes & went out of the room...

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PART8
[After two days] [ Singhania House] [8A.M]

Hema was in the kitchen...she was cooking malai rajma..& masala paratha...The

cook & the other maids were trying to help her...but she was doing everything

by herself...everyone was surprised as no scion of this house did come to the

kitchen..but they didn't say anyhting....suddenly Rajjo entered there & took

the smell of the food into her stomach & said--wah..chhordidi...aaj tu sabke

liye breakfast bana rahi hainnn? Rajjo aka Rajlaxmi Singhania...the twelve

year old cousin sister of Hema...Hema goggled her eyes & said--shhh..nehi..ye

to ...main tiffin ke liye bana rahi thi na...
Rajjo shaked her head & said--to Bunty Monty to abhi hi school ja raha

hain...unlogo ko bulau? heyyyyyy buntyyyyyy...montyyyyyyy.....
Bunty aka Vishal Singhania & Monty aka Mayank Singhania...five & six years

old respectively...the two little cousin brother of Hema..Hema was trying to

resist Rajjo..but couldn't & the two little boy just came into the kitchen

with their jump & romp & said--chhordidi,kya banaya..hume do..their faces

were so sweet,so pure & full of sanctity...Hema started to smile...& then she

filled their tiffin boxes with the food she had just prepared...& then hugged

them & kissed them on their chubby cheeks & said--hmm..school se akar batana

hoga..ke kaise tha khana...samjhe? ...Both giggled with chirps & ran to go to

school....
Hema smiled & then filled a tiffin carrier with the food....
--arrey..mera box? Rajjo now shouted out...
Hema scowled at her & said whispering--shhh..milega...par aise chilla

maat....please..now she went on her way to go her room..on the way Rajjo told

with a mischivous chuckle--hmm...chhordidi...tu itna bara tiffin carrier me

tiffin khayegiii?
Hema answered with a bit irritation--haaa khaungi...aaj sham paanch baje tak

classes hain...mujhe bhuk nehi lagta hain kya?..as she entered into her room

she noticed her Mom was there..she was worried--Hemu...ye maine kya suni?
--kya mamma? Hema asked like a child..
--ek mahine bhi baki nehi hain exam ka...aur tu kitchen me kya kar rahi thi?

ha? kisne kaha hain tujhe kitchen me jane ke liye? she was a bit irritated...
Hema was helpless but she knew very well to handle the reprimand of the

elders...she cooed affectionately--momm..plssss...khana dosto ke liye pakaya

na......
Now Rajjo told again with mischief in her eyes--doooosto ke liyeeeee...ya

pher Daya bhaiya ke liyeeeee...
-ye..chal tu ja yaha se...kachchi umru..aur bateein...bilkul baro ki

tarha..chal..bhag...Hema mildly scolded her little sister..& Rajjo just ran

out of the room with a chortle.....
Hema looked upon her mother & saw she was watching her minutely ...she felt a

little uneasy & to cajole her mother she now again cooed--wo momma..main to

tumhe hi dhun rahi thiiiii..taste karne ke liye..bolona kaise pakayi main?

plsssss..... Mrs.Priyadarshini Singhania didn't answer but stared at her

daughter to realise something...Hema lowered her eyes ...& stood like a

guilty one..now Mrs.Singhania asked her --Rajjo ne jo kaha......kya wo sach

hain?
Hema was silent...& was squinting at her mom occassionally....
--kya huya? bol? subha subha parai chhorke tu Daya ke liye paka rahi thi?
Hema answered with a wrinkled face--aise puchho maat mamma....tum agar aise

puchhogi...to kaise jhut kahungi main?...
Mrs.Singhania was smiling inside to see the skittish & ingenuous behaviour of

her childish daughter.....it was giving her tremendous satisfection..but she

asked with a hard voice--kyu?
Hema just ran to her mom & clinging onto her chest she crooned--kyuki tum

meri mamma hona....kaise jhut kahu tumhe?...Mrs.Singhania was feeling her

mositened eyes & a pang of agony within her...which was drenching her

eyes...though she couldn't properly understand whether that was of pain or

.....of..affection towards her only doting daughter...she kissed over Hema's

forehead..& said trying to restrain the quiver in her voice---lekin

Hem...tujhe to exam me achchhe marks lana haina? ha? ...Hema was

silent...only a drop of tear came out from her eyes..Mrs.Singhania wiped it

off & again aksed--kyu? bol? maine kuchh galat boli?
Hema said with tremulous voice--mamma...jab meri bukhar hota hain..ya pher

main beemar ho jati hun...tab..tum mere liye khana pakate ho....mujhe pyar

se...khila deti ho....par woh? uske mamma to kahi nehi hain ma? teen char din

ki bukhar se......kitna dubla ho gaya hain woh...uske liye kaun khana

banayega ma? kaun pyar se......she was on the verge of tears....use khila

degi ma? uska ek pal ka hasi....she lost in reverie....with her teary

eyes...& continued--aisa lagta hain...ke...us hasi ko ek bar dekhne ke

liye...mujhe...hazar baar marna bhi.....manzur hain....mamma....use dekhti

hun....to aisa lagta hain.....ke..jaise...asmaan ki tarha vishal hain

woh....aur ..aur...sagar ki tarha gehra hain....kitna bhi dard

pauchao...sahan lega...aag se ..kitna bhi jwalao....sahan lega....kitne bhi

kicha uchhalo....khilta huya phulo ki tarha...pavitra rahega woh.....jaise

ki.....jaise..ki....Hema was panting in excitement ..& to placate her

excitement Mrs.Singhania was patting her daughter...she was stunned & asked

her with sheer stupefaction---itna pyar karti hain tu Daya ko?...her voice

was trembling....in vehement emotion...
Hema now came back into the reality & begged at her mom--mamma....woh bohot

achchha hain..mamma....mamma woh waisa nehi hain...jaisa Sid kehta

hain....aur tum bhi to use tabse janti ho na momma jabse Dikshu ke sath meri

dosti huyi tabse..woh to tab sirf fifth standard me parta tha

..mamma..bolo....kya tumhe usko bura laga? bolo na mom...mamma woh mujhe

bohot pyar karta hain...uske akho me main mere liye jo izzat

dekhi.....shayad...shayad...mere is unnis saal ki zindegi me ....aur koyi

...aur kisi ke akho me....
Mrs.Singhania was looking at her daughter helplessly...& eventually she

recalled the day her daughter took Daya to her...& asked her to be the mother

of him as ...Daya's mother left for heavenly abode when he was only two &

half...indeed he was a shy, gentle, abashed nearly ten years old boy

then....& when she told him to treat her like his mother...he was

weeping..silently....his wide...teary...beeseeching eyes ...that day...had

wreathed her with motherly affection towards that little boy.....since then

he had come in this house for several times...& every time her heart felt the

same motherly affection to see him..everytime he was gentle,humble & as he

had grown up...she found him quiet,suave & well behaved...gentleman....her

eyes swelled up..as she lost into the past....but she awakened by the voice

of her daughter--bolo na mamma...
Mrs.Singhania now took Hema's face within her palms & asked gently--kya bolu

ma?
--ke tum mere sath ho....Hema said like a child staring at her mom with teary

eyes....
Mrs.Singhnia smiled at her & took Hema within her arms & said--ha ma..main

tere sath hun....hamesha....tu bas itna samajhna....ke....tu jisme khush

hain...main bhi..khush hun....
Hema pecked her mom on her cheeks & gleamed in happiness---meri achchhi

mamma...mujhe pata tha...ke....is duniya me...koyi mujhe samjhe ya na

samjhe...lekin tum zarur samjhoge...
Mrs.Singhnia smiled ..& Hema became restless--mamma..ab main jau?
Mrs.Singhania clenched Hema's hand & asked--pehle mujhe sach bol...tu..Daya

ke pass ja rahi hain...haina?
Hema smiled with shyness..& said--ha..use khilake...pher main college chali

jaungi....Mrs.Singhnia smiled & let her go....but again she called

her--sun...
Hema was restless-kya huya mamma?
Mrs.Singhania rolled her eyes playfully & said--tu college jayegi na?
Hema now busrt into a chortle & then said--mamma tum Daya ko nehi jante

ho....main college nehi jaungi...to woh mujhe itna datega...ke main waha par

reh hi nehi paungi....mere exams..mere classes ki

bareme...mujhse..zada....uska chinta hain....
Mrs.Singhnia smiled with satisfection & said--woh to hoga hi...parai nehi

karegi..to exam me performance bura hoga...aur usse tu fail ho jayegi...aur

usse tujhe phir se exam me baithna parega...aur usse.....uhmmm...graduate

hone se pehle....tere papa..tere shadi ke liye..bilkkul razi nehi honge..she

started to smile to finish her banter with her daughter....
Hema turned russet & said--mamma....jane do na..mujhe....
Mrs.Singhnia smiled & said--achchha ja....but again called her--arrey sun...
Hema turned back & goggled her eyes--ab kya ho gayaaaa?
Mrs.Singhnia took a little time & then said--Daya ko bolna...ke...mere

pyar,mamta aur ashirbaad hamesha uske sar pe bana rahega..ha?...Hema was very

happily sighed with sheer pleasure...& flied like a bee.....

[Deepa Villa] [9A.M]
Hema was feeding Daya with sheer enthusiasm...Daya was watching her with

rapture & reverence in his eyes .....but he jolted to hear Hema--hey...kya

huya...khao...khana achchhi nehi bana hain kya?
Daya answered after a long pause with a low yet brimming voice--jis khane

me...itna pyar rehte hain.....woh..bhala na hokar kaise reh sakte hain...
Hema tweaked her face & said--hmmm.dekhti hu..kitna achchha bana hain

khana..she tasted it a little & realised she had forgotten to add salt in

it...she shrieked--achchha...bina namak ke khana khila rahi hun...aur uska

jhuta tariff ho raha hain..ha?
Daya said slowly--mere akho me tumhe jhuth dikhai de raha hain?
Hema gazed into the eyes....& instantly started to feel a frisson of pain

inside her....she herself couldn't understand...why she lost herself

everytime whenever gazed at his deep eyes...
Daya again said ..slowly & low & sad voice--tum mere liye...apna sab kuchh

chhorke khana banaya...ye kya kaffi nehi hain mere liye Hem?
Hema said tried to conceal her emotion--tum itna kam me hi kyu aise khush ho

jate ho?
Daya smiled ruefully & said--tumhara exam hain...phir bhi parai ka bara

bajake tum mere liye ye sab kar rahi ho....kyu Hem?...tum kabhi apne bareme

sochti bhi ho ya nehi?...apne exam...career..
Hema was watching at the floor & she too said in a low voice--apne bareme hi

to raat din sochti hun...
--kaha Hem?...tum parai me itne achchhe ho....itna kam parte ho...phir bhi

achchhe marks late ho.....tum kitne achchhe paint karte ho.....kitne achchhe

classical dance karte ho.....lekin kabhi ...apne in guno ki upar gaur nehi

karti ho...hamesha apne aapko chhupake rakhte ho....kyu?kyu Hem?
Hema glanced again deeply at Daya & whispered--shayad meri ye

khusboo..ko...us phul ka intezaar hain...jo hamesha murjha rehta

hain....jisdin...us phul apne har pankhriyo ko...phailake....khil

uthega....tab..ye sugandh..charo aur..phail jayega....kyuki..khusboo..to

phulo ke andar hi hote haina?
Daya was just floundered...& awestrucked to hear it....he muttered with

himself--ha Hem....tum mere khushbu ho.....tumhare bagair main kuchh bhi

nehi...but he repressed his thought & said with a light smile--sach batao

Hem...kya tum apne zindegi me kuchh banne ke liye socha?
Hema answered promptly though looking upon the sky through the window--socha

haina...
--Kya? batao kya ban na hain tumhe?
Hema turned her face towards Daya & said--Mrs.Daya Saxena....she then burst

into a loud laughter & said--aab Mr.Saxena...aap khana khaiye..plssssssss..
Daya sighed to see that his long preach didn't at all affect Hema...& he

again asked--apne zindegi me tumhe kuchh bhi ban na nehi hain?
Hema answered again--ban na hain na...Mr.Neet Kumar Saxena ke chhoti

bahu...Miss.Diksha Saxena ke chhoti bhabi...Miss.Shreya Saxena ki

chachi.....Mrs.Mitali Saxena ki devraniiii..aur....Daya placed his palm over

her mouth & said--bas....raham karo..aur nehi kahunga..puchhunga....tumhe jo

ban ne ko jee chahe tum ban lo....
Hema was laughing like a little kid & after a long laughter she

said--abhimaan huya...kuchh boli nehi isliye? kya karu ..tumne to bolne nehi

diya...barna main to bol hi rahi thi....woh ye hain....Mr.Daya saxena ki

pyaaaari patni...aur..master chunnu aur miss munnu ki ma...aur....
Daya clasped her hand & said--tumhari college me der ho raha

hain....jao..barna class miss ho jayega.....
Hema stared at the sky with feighned despair & said--dekha chunnu

munnu...kaise tere papa ...mujhe dat rahey hain? Daya was smiling this

time...though he turned a little crimson to listen to Hema...Hema sighed &

was about to go...but Daya this time tugged her with a bit force ...& she

just tumbled ..against Daya's chest....the two hearts were beating

rapidly....their lips had almost met each other..but just

before..that....Daya whispered---jante ho....phul kyu murjhake rehte hain?

Hema went totally numb...she was only feeling the warm breath of Daya which

seemed as a storm within her heart...she even couldn't look at

him..properly...Daya continued to whisper---kyuki...phul jab pankhriyo ko

phailaiga......tab....uski khusboo....ko....ye

fiza....urake...le...jayega....woh....phul ka nehi....balki.....Daya very

gently caressed on Hema's neck....Hema moaned in pleasure to get the first

kiss from her king....--balki...woh....fiza ka ho

jayega.....isliye...phulo....ko..murjhake rehna parta hain...Hema now

snuggled up against Daya in passion & whispered--kabhi

nehiii...khushboo....hamesha..phulo ka hi hote hain....fiza use kahi bhi

urake le jaye.....par...phul se...use kabhi bhi alag nehi kar sakte

hain....phulo me khusboo same rehte hain....koyi bhi...dono ko..alag nehi kar

pate hain.....they clammed up ...for about two minutes....& when they got

into the reality....both were shy....Daya was thinking...what had he

done...how had he done that....he flushed in crimson...but before speaking

anything...Hema pecked gently on his rugged chin...& flinched away.....on her

way to the college.....

[To be continued]

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PART 9

[Five Months Later] [Singhania House] [6p.m]

Today, the engagement ceremony of Shailaja Singhania, the second daughter of this house, would be held...& the house was ablazed with lots of flowers & lights...numerous guests would come in this evening to bless Shailaja & her would be husband Mukesh Goyal...The five Singhania brothers were busy to host the guests...The eldest..Mr.Prithviraj Singhania, the father of Mitali & Himani,the second one Mr.Kaushalraj Singhania, father of Shailja & Haimanti, the third one Mr.Pururaj Singhania, the father of Siddharth & Hema,the fourth one Mr.Hrishiraj Singhania,the father of Rajlaxmi & Mayank..& the youngest one Mr.Anandraj Singhania, the father of Vishal...all were busy with various activities of the house...five bahus of this house were too very busy...Maithili,Sudakshini, Priyadarshini,Raktima & Vaishali....all were looking after the guests so that the ceremony passed by smoothly...
Shailja was almost ready....Himani, Haimanti, Rajjo,Monty & Bunty were all dressed up...but Hema was still in her room...infront of the mirror.....she was watching herself....& was being shy..everytime....she never felt like this ever....she opened the Almirah...& from her locker ...she took the Kangan....Daya presented her...some days ago....she took it...& kissed it lovingly... as if it was giving her the intense touch of her king....eventually she recalled the incident regarding this Kangan....as she pleaded to Daya..to put the kangan in her hand...Daya was trying hard....but..he didn't know that ...it had to be worn untieing the knot.....he was trying hard but in any way couldn't put it...& Hema just smiled ...to think about his helpless face...& muttered..affectionately--buddhu......she put it on her hand...& was watching her own hand being enraptured ...with a strange feeling....she smiled & took the jhumka...which too was presented by Daya after her graduation result was out....Hema dangled one pair of Jhumka infront of her...& lost ...to recall the moment she got it...she was very happy on that day as her result was quite unexpectedly good..everyone at home was happy..& as she had gone to Daya....he hugged on the day for the first time without any hesitaion & was beaming with happiness....both were so much happy that not a single word they said....then Daya revealed that pair of ear rings from his pocket & handed over it to Hema....but....Hema was naughty enough ..to chaff...she said--hmm...jab...ye laye ho....to ek aur...meherbani....karo.....ye pehna do mujhe..... within a minute...Daya's face went russet...& he was stammering--main?....main..kaise....
Hema smiled with mischief & said--agar pehna nehi de sakte ho....to...apne pass hi rakh do....jisdin pehna de sakte ho..usdin hi dena...
Daya's face had become rueful....he asked sadly--nehi loge?
Hema quickly understood that she shouldn't be so rough....with prank...she went closer to Daya..& begged--pehna do naaaaa.....Daya kept aside....her straggling hair..with shivering hands...& then touched her soft earlobe...to..put it there....Hema closed her eyes...with an eternal bliss...&....
--chhordidiiiiiiiiii......she was awakened by the voice of Rajjo....Rajjo came to her running gustily & said--arrey?? tu abhi tak taiyar nehi huyi???
Hema asked putting the ear-rings onto her ears--kyu...goyal khandan pauch gaye hain kya?
Rajjo: nehiii..woh to nehi aye....
Hema frowned & putting the bindi on her forehead she again aksed--pher?
Rajjo rolled her eyeballs & said--saxena khandan...zarur pauch gaye hain...Hema quickly turned towards Rajjo..& said--to?
Rajjo said with a bantering voice--Dev bhaiya aye hain....Hema was waiting with bated breath.....but Rajjo didn't say anymore...she looked at her to listen to more..though didn't ask anything....now Rajjo told--aur Diksha didi bhi ayi hain....she was chuckling inside...now Hema couldn't resist but snatched Rajjo's hand & asked--aur...?
Rajjo: aur? aur kaun?
Hema was getting restless inside--aur koyi nehi aye?
Rajjo burst into a chortle & said--haaaaaa...aya na...Daya bhaiya bhi aya hain...le khush?
Hema was a bit shy..she noticed the flushing face of her own in the mirror..& scolded Rajjo--badmash...ja yaha se...
Rajjo still was smiling & was about to go..but Hema called her--arey Rajjo sun...
Rajjo: hmm kya?
Hema became a little shy & asked in a low voice--tere Daya bhaiya...kaise lag rahey hain re?
Rajjo again curled her eye with mischief & answered---bohoooooooot achchha lag rahey hain....thik ek damad ki tarha...
Hema was squirming inside in shyness but didn't reflect it & gave a reprimand to her little sister--achchha? abhi ek thappar marungi.....to mazak sujna band ho jayega.....
Rajjo came with full of exuberance--nehi chhordidi...sach keh rahi hun....aise.....damad....to...woh...banega na....
Hema pulled Rajjo within her lap & tickling her to fun--achchha....dikha rahi hun main tujhe...ha.....Rajjo was laughing vehmently to get tickled by Hema....now Hema whispered---Rajjo...ek kaam karegi?
Rajjo: kaisi kaam? hmmm?
Hema kept looking at her reflection in the mirror & again whispered--tere Daya bhaiya ko.....upar me..leke ayegi?
Rajjo goggled her eyes & only let out--haaaaaaa?????
Hema continued---use bolna ke...dadi bula rahi hain.....
Rajjo continued to goggle her eyes & said--jhuuut?????
Hema: aur...use ...dadi ke ghar me...baithana.....
Rajjo nodded her head negetively & said--jhut kehna nehi chaiye....pap hote hain....
Hema tweaked Rajjo's ear playfully & said--wo..to ajkal tujhe...pap...punya ka fikar bhi ho raha hain....thik hain...kaam to ho jayega...lekin...main tujhe...meri jo churiya denewali thi na...jo tujhe bohooooot pasand hain.....woh main.....kisi dusre ko de dungi....thik hain....
Rajjo gulped & said--thik hain...abhi ja rahi hun...isme...kya hain....she went towards downstairs & straight to the room where Daya was sitting with Diksha...she quickly clenched Daya's hand & started to pull him--Daya bhaiya..chalo...
Daya was stupefied & hesitant--kaha?
Rajjo answered promptly--dadi ne tumhe bulayi hain..chalooooo jaldi chaloooo.....
Daya was totally nonplused & a bit nervous...he looked at Diksha & asked her---dadi? dadi kyu mujhe....?...but Rajjo was obstinate...she was nearly trying to drag Daya--chalooooooo naaaa....plssss...dadi...bulayi hain....
Diksha smiled lightly & said--jab..dadi bulayi hain...tab .....ja...par...
Rajjo was pulling him hard--chalooooo naaa..Daya bhaiya...aao na......aaona....Rajjo took him into Mrs.Ramrani Singhania's room....Daya was hesitant..though he had come to this home for several times with his brother..but...he didn't enter in this room ever....
--aab yaha pe baithe raho..samjhe?Rajjo told like a grown up girl....
Daya smiled to see Rajjo's trying to be matured yet immature behaviour..& said--par dadi hain kaha?...
--dadi na sahi...dadi..ke...poti se milne me....kya koyi apatti hain tumhe?..Daya startled & as he looked upon the door..he noticed Haimanti was there....Rajjo too was astonished--phul didi..tu?
Haimanti stared at Rajjo in a glace of reprimand & said--ha main..tu ja yaha se...chal...
Rajjo went out of the room & Haimanti entered there....
Daya was totally befuddled...he couldn't understand what to tell..how to react...Haimanti was watching him minutely as if she was justifying something....Daya kept sitting cowering his head down...now Haimanti sat beside Daya....& asked him--kaise ho?
Daya answered with a modest smile--achchha...
Haimanti took some seconds to ask---Rajjo jo jhut boli...ye tumhe samajhme nehi aya tha?
Daya turned up his face with stark surprise & nodded his face negetively...
Haimanti again asked--sach keh rahey ho?
Daya answered with sheer helplessness--main jhut kyu bolunga?
Haimanti told with a stern face--dadi niche hain..Shaili ke pass..woh tumhe yaha pe bula nehi sakti hain...
Daya asked with a bit nervousness--to pher?
now Haimanti curled her lips & said--to pher tum hi samjho.....
Daya stood up & said with a beseeching voice--main abhi chala jata hun...
Haimanti couldn't resist her smile this time....she said smiling her heart out---isliye..hi Hemu tumhe.....itna pyar karti hain....lo baitho....mere honewale...jeejajee...
Daya became totally abashed...he couldn't speak up a single word....
--kya huya? baitho na....main Hemu ko bula deti hun...
--nehi nehi....Daya stopped her with a bustle...& then he again said hesitantly--main niche chalta hun....baad me....
now Haimanti came infront of Daya & said--wah...tum usse na mile hi chale jayoge...aur..woh bechari..tarap tarap ke....jwal jwal ke......tumhare liye....pagal hogi...haina? kya tum yehi chahte ho?
Daya said slowly again cowering his head at the floor--nehi...
--Haimi...both startled to get Hema's voice & saw her at the door....
--wo....agayi hain tu? to? main kya karu Daya? jau yaha se?..Haimanti was chaffing with him...Daya didn't answer only turned his face a little away to hide his flush.....Haimanti turned towards Hema & asked her--kya karu Hemu?...
now suddenly Rajjo ran to them & said--phul didi phul didi.....Shukla khandan aye hain..haaaa....Rajeev bhaiya bhi aya hain....sherwani pehenke aye hain....Haimanti just flushed for a moment...& Hema curled her eyebrow to Haimi...Haimanti smiled & went out of the room with Rajjo...
now Hema turned towards Daya & stared deeply at him...he wore an off-white shirt with a chocklate coloured trouser...he was looking so suave & sober...so soft...so gentle...& so handsome.....Daya too was just awestrucked to see Hema...she wore..a sea-blue lehenga & choli..& was adorned herself with the jewelleries that had been given by ..himself..time to time....Hema came infront of him..& engulfed his neck with her two hands....kept her eyes..deep into the wide eyes of him..& whispered--aise kya dekh rahey ho?
Daya averted his glance & smiled lightly...but didn't say anyhting....
Hema again whispered--mere...sharm me murjha huya Raja.....aap mujhe kahenge...ke...aapki besharm Rani ...aaj kaisi lag rahi hain? ...
Daya wasn't being able to say..though he wished to.....now Hema embraced him intensely...& again whispered--nehi bataoge?
Daya was having totally swooned over by the redolence evoking from Hema....he slowly & gently undid the hair clip which made her bun...she lost her bun..& her straggling hairs just pervaded Daya's face....
Hema jolted--arrey ye kya kiya?
Daya said slowly--khule baal me...tum...zada achchha lagti ho....
Hema smiled lightly...& suddenly they heard someone's shriek---hey...sab niche aaja....dulhe aa gaye hain...dulhe raja agaye hain...
Hema smiled ingenuously & helding Daya's hand...she told him--chalo...niche chalte hain.....as they went out of the room...they got to see the entrance from where Mr.Mukesh Goyal was entering into the Singhania House....he was engulfed with the members of Goyal khandan....Daya was watching all these..& suddenly as he turned towards Hema...he saw Hema was watching her...with sheer yearning within her thirsty eyes....Daya asked her..with the eyes....& Hema whispered again--dekh rahi thi....tumhe....waha bhi tum ho....aur..yaha bhi....
Daya frowned & asked--waha? waha kaise?
Hema lowered her eyes with shyness & said--ekdeen waha..se...aise...tum bhi ayoge na.....Daya stared at her..with sheer rapture...he was going to say something..but a gang of girls were running from the other side of the corridor...& when they were passing by them..one of Hema's childhood friend snatched her hand to take her away--arrey Hemu..chal chal.....dulhe raja ko....tang karenge..chal....Hema was taken away....though she was staring at the back.....as much as possible....& Daya too slowly came down the down stairs...

Shailja & Mukesh exchanged theirs rings to complete the rituals of the ceremony.....Hema was watching the ring exchanging ceremony..millions of dreams were spalshing infront her...she was peeping out here & there..to see the king of her heart just once...but..she wasn't being able to find...in the crowded hall...someone was simpering at her..she too was doing it..to please them..but her heart wasn't there....she was searching Daya everywhere..& suddenly her hand was snatched by none other than..her sibling brother Sid..he was smiling to see his sister..Hema was a bit surprised...& finally Sid said--arrey..meri..guriya...kitna khubsurat lag rahi hain aaj tu...chal...he was pulling her at the opposite direction...Hema was surprised & asked--kaaha?
Sid again said helding her hand--chal hi na....
Hema was trying to disengage herself from Sid & was saying--Sid...pls...mujhe.....kaha leke ....
now Sid left her hand & said--aaj..main tujhe ek surprise dena chahta hun...thik hain? he took her in a corner of the hall
Hema was hesitant & disconcerted--lekin..woh..surprise....
Sid now touched Hema's chin gently & said--come on...chhoti,surprise kabhi bataya jate hain?...Hema didn't say anything..only lowered her eyes in tumulteous mind...Sid said gently--hey chhoti, pata nehi tu mujhe kyu apni dushman samajhti hain.....bhai hun na main teri? Hema was silent.....Sid again said--tu mera behn hain na? main kyu teri bura chahunga pagli? Hema didn't say anything..but smiled a little...Sid smiled & clenching her hand he again said--aja...he took her at the most centre of the hall...Hema wasn't being able to perceive..what surprise...Sid had for her....suddenly Sid took a hand mike & started to say--ladies & gentleman....gurujano..bachho...bhai.behn...chacha..chachi....
Hema was totally abashed & embarrassed..infront of so many people ...& like that....she was pleading--Sid...pls...
Sid continued---aaj main...sabko ek surprise dena chahunga...
Everyone was all ready got surprised..specially the members of Singhania House...
Hema was pleading--Sid..plss....plss..mujhe..gana nehi ata hain...pls...
Sid was talking in his own flow--aaj...main Siddharth Singhania.....ye announce karte huye ..bari khush ho raha hun...ke...mere....chhoti behn.....Miss.Hema Singhania....mere pyari chhoti...sabke samne...dance karenge.....Hema was totally bamboozled..to hear this...she clenched Sid's hand to say something..but went speechless to hear more from Sid---aur woh..bhi...apni mangetar ke sath....he raised his left hand & called someone--jee ha...mere dost...aur...famous enterpreneur.NRI.Mr.Rakesh Kumar Agarwal...aur mere behn..Hema Singhania...ye do bohot jald hi.....shaadi ke pavitra bandhan me...badhne wale hain...
Everyone started to clap...& to congratulate them everyone started to raise their hands.....
Hema went totally dumb & numb.....a stentorian roar started to reverbrated through the hall......
Mr.Pururaj Singhania came to Sid..& said in a low voice--Sid..ye kya hain? bina mujhe...puchhe....
Sid too said in low voice--papa...tum log to khud hi chahte the na ki ye ho jaye...Rakesh isn't just my freind...but he is the son of your freind papa?...people were started to congratulate Mr.Pururaj Singhania..too..they were simpering at them..& before Mr.Singhania could say anything ..Sid again took the mike--to ab...yaha pe dance karne wale hain...Miss.Hema Singhania & Mr.Rakesh Agarwal..people..pls...give a big round of applause for them.... ..Lights went off..only was focussing upon them .....Rakesh came..& raised his hand ...Hema was expressionless....music on piano already started to play on....Rakesh himself...clasped Hema within his arms..& started to dance...Hema wasn't within herself....everything was spinning around & within her.....she couldn't look at Rakesh....she totally left her upon the ....a stark pain was billowing within her..an unbearbale agony was surging up & down within her....she wasn't being able to bear it....& she closed her eyes...& with closed eyes..she saw that each & every cord of the piano..was whipping Daya ..ruthlessly...he was smeared with blood......but again & again the cord of the piano...was lashing him...without mercy..he was splintered into pieces..Hema felt her throttled breath....she was smothered by the exquisite affliction...& she squealed to appease the anguish.....the music stopped & lights were on..& everyone again started to clap..to applaud their dance....She started to run to go to upstairs....towards her room....with bated breath...& after entering into her room she just ..plunged onto the bed...& busrt into tears....but..even tears weren't coming out..as she had a heavy clod of agony upon her chest...she was writhing in pain.....& she just wished to squeak loudly..but she lacked the power to..squall....

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