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hey guys! i though about trying my hand on FFs.
it might be long but thanks if u do read it đ
ONESHOT:
ridhimma pulled herself together again, what's happening to her? why is she crying? okay she wants to give her marriage a second chance and armaan just decided to leave, this was supposed to make it easier for her to turn on a new leaf but everytime she thought of armaan leaving her, she felt her heart crying.
she was not in love with armaan, ridhimma repeatedly told herself again and again but was not able to convince herself. It was almost midnight. and she tried to sleep, armaan's flight was tomorow and she wanted to tell him goodbye. but it was heart wrenching for her to even look at him. sid was also awake, and aware of the still figure sitting just beside him sobbing. Sid was hurt, he loved her and she was crying, what's worse than seeing the person you love getting torn apart every now and then.
he sat beside ridhimma, getting up. he asked what was wrong but there was no reply:
sid: ridhimaa, please tumhe aese dukhi main nahi dekh sakta. batao kya hua hai.
ridhimma: sid, mujhe khud nahi pata k mein is tarah kyun ro rahi hun.armaan tou kal chala jaye ga. aur mujhe tou
khush hona chahiye k ab mein iss shaadi ko aek mauqah se sakti hun magar dill mein itna dard kyun horaha sid? jis k jaane se mujhe khush hona chahiye, mujhe dukh kyun horaha hai?
sid: mein tum se bohut pyaar karta hun ridhimma magar mein tumhe dukhi nahin dekhsakta. aur tumhara sukh, tumhari khushi sirf armaan mein hai. tum aaj bhi usi se pyaar karti ho ridhimma. aur yeh hi sachai hai. mein tumhe nahi rokoun ga ridhimma, tum usse rok lo. abhi bhi waqt hai.
ridhima: magar sid, mein tumhari patni hun.
sid: tou kya? ridhimma agar tum meri patni ho tou is ka matlab yeh hai k tum apni khushiyan bhool jao gi?
ridhima: per sid..
sid: ridhimma, tum usse rok lo! tum us se pyaar karti ho. rok lo ridhimma, wo chala jaye ga warna. humesha liye!
ridhimma: sid tum bohut ache ho aur mein tumhare layak nahi hun aur na hi armaan k. mein ne usse itna dard diya. usse khooon ke aansoon rolaye. us ki koi ghalti nahi thi. aur mein ne usi per ilzaam lagaye.
sid: uss ne tumse bht pyaar kiya hai ridhimma. tum usse rok lo.
ridhimma felt really horrible. she did not deserve such loving people.
the next day ridhimma woke up a bit too early. it was only six and armaan's flight was at 10.
ridhimma dressed up hurriedly and headed for sanjeevani. after a long time, she felt happy, she felt like basket. the one who had died finally started to live.
ridhimma knew armaan was gona come to sanjeevani and she wanted him to be there as early as possible.
armaan just stepped into sanjeevani and ridhimma turned. she sensed that armaan has arrived. she ran towards the
entrance and bumped into him.
ridhimma was about to fall but armaan caught her in her arms.
he looked straight into her eyes. but tears clouded hers and he felt like crying too.
armaan helped her to stand .
but just when he was about to walk away ridhimma threw her arms around him and started to cry.
armaan was confused. ridhimma did not want armaan to stay in the first place then why the hell is she crying like that.
armaan pulled her out gently
armaan: ridhimma? tum ro kyun rahi ho? tumhe tou khush hona chahiye k..
ridhimma: mein khush kese ho sakti hun armaan?? tum mujhe aese chor ker jarahe ho. tum apni basket ko chor kar jaarahe ho. kyun armaan? tum apne pyaar ke liye fight nahi karoge? kyun?
armaan: ridhima, tum hi ne tou bola tha na k tum mujjh se door jaana chahti ho tou ab?
ridhimma: armaan mein ghalat thi. ghalat thi yeh sochte hoye k mein tumhare bina jee sakti hun. khush hosakti hoon magar nahi armaan. meinn tumhari basket hun na?
armaan and ridhimma hugged eachother again. both crying. shashank was not disappointed. he was amazed to see the power of love. ridhimma smiled hugging armaan. and sid was happy seeing her that way.
armaan: i love you basket, i love you.
sid and ridhimma got divorced and sid went back to US. Armaan and ridhimma live happily ever after :)
note: i'm not a good writer đ but please do comment!
it might be long but thanks if u do read it đ
ONESHOT:
ridhimma pulled herself together again, what's happening to her? why is she crying? okay she wants to give her marriage a second chance and armaan just decided to leave, this was supposed to make it easier for her to turn on a new leaf but everytime she thought of armaan leaving her, she felt her heart crying.
she was not in love with armaan, ridhimma repeatedly told herself again and again but was not able to convince herself. It was almost midnight. and she tried to sleep, armaan's flight was tomorow and she wanted to tell him goodbye. but it was heart wrenching for her to even look at him. sid was also awake, and aware of the still figure sitting just beside him sobbing. Sid was hurt, he loved her and she was crying, what's worse than seeing the person you love getting torn apart every now and then.
he sat beside ridhimma, getting up. he asked what was wrong but there was no reply:
sid: ridhimaa, please tumhe aese dukhi main nahi dekh sakta. batao kya hua hai.
ridhimma: sid, mujhe khud nahi pata k mein is tarah kyun ro rahi hun.armaan tou kal chala jaye ga. aur mujhe tou
khush hona chahiye k ab mein iss shaadi ko aek mauqah se sakti hun magar dill mein itna dard kyun horaha sid? jis k jaane se mujhe khush hona chahiye, mujhe dukh kyun horaha hai?
sid: mein tum se bohut pyaar karta hun ridhimma magar mein tumhe dukhi nahin dekhsakta. aur tumhara sukh, tumhari khushi sirf armaan mein hai. tum aaj bhi usi se pyaar karti ho ridhimma. aur yeh hi sachai hai. mein tumhe nahi rokoun ga ridhimma, tum usse rok lo. abhi bhi waqt hai.
ridhima: magar sid, mein tumhari patni hun.
sid: tou kya? ridhimma agar tum meri patni ho tou is ka matlab yeh hai k tum apni khushiyan bhool jao gi?
ridhima: per sid..
sid: ridhimma, tum usse rok lo! tum us se pyaar karti ho. rok lo ridhimma, wo chala jaye ga warna. humesha liye!
ridhimma: sid tum bohut ache ho aur mein tumhare layak nahi hun aur na hi armaan k. mein ne usse itna dard diya. usse khooon ke aansoon rolaye. us ki koi ghalti nahi thi. aur mein ne usi per ilzaam lagaye.
sid: uss ne tumse bht pyaar kiya hai ridhimma. tum usse rok lo.
ridhimma felt really horrible. she did not deserve such loving people.
the next day ridhimma woke up a bit too early. it was only six and armaan's flight was at 10.
ridhimma dressed up hurriedly and headed for sanjeevani. after a long time, she felt happy, she felt like basket. the one who had died finally started to live.
ridhimma knew armaan was gona come to sanjeevani and she wanted him to be there as early as possible.
armaan just stepped into sanjeevani and ridhimma turned. she sensed that armaan has arrived. she ran towards the
entrance and bumped into him.
ridhimma was about to fall but armaan caught her in her arms.
he looked straight into her eyes. but tears clouded hers and he felt like crying too.
armaan helped her to stand .
but just when he was about to walk away ridhimma threw her arms around him and started to cry.
armaan was confused. ridhimma did not want armaan to stay in the first place then why the hell is she crying like that.
armaan pulled her out gently
armaan: ridhimma? tum ro kyun rahi ho? tumhe tou khush hona chahiye k..
ridhimma: mein khush kese ho sakti hun armaan?? tum mujhe aese chor ker jarahe ho. tum apni basket ko chor kar jaarahe ho. kyun armaan? tum apne pyaar ke liye fight nahi karoge? kyun?
armaan: ridhima, tum hi ne tou bola tha na k tum mujjh se door jaana chahti ho tou ab?
ridhimma: armaan mein ghalat thi. ghalat thi yeh sochte hoye k mein tumhare bina jee sakti hun. khush hosakti hoon magar nahi armaan. meinn tumhari basket hun na?
armaan and ridhimma hugged eachother again. both crying. shashank was not disappointed. he was amazed to see the power of love. ridhimma smiled hugging armaan. and sid was happy seeing her that way.
armaan: i love you basket, i love you.
sid and ridhimma got divorced and sid went back to US. Armaan and ridhimma live happily ever after :)
note: i'm not a good writer đ but please do comment!
Advocate Anjali Awasthi
Health and Fitness
