Hello my SaJan ki Deewanis 🤗
I'm back with another OS. It seems, as if I write one for every track.
Well, like the previous ones, I'll try to make it SaJan-ish. Writing this one was very difficult, coz of the complexities in the current track. So, an apology in advance, in case I go off-track, or don't make any sense here.
To be honest, the way this track is dragging, its getting too much now. I quite like the way it started and shaped up, but now, its getting very repetitive. Nothing's happening on any front. Most importantly, seeing SaJan apart and in soooo much pain, for such a long time now, is unbearable now.
I was thinking of possibilities, how SaJan could come back together and this idea struck my mind. Wanted to share it with u all. Hope u like it. Looking forward to your comments and criticsm.
Ayesha
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And now, the scene starts:
The next morning (i.e. the day of Nupur's birthday, Mayank goes to Excel a bit early. Sitting alone at home was very difficult for him. He wanted to keep himself busy, run away from the harsh reality, that Nupur is no longer with them, with him. Thus, he decided to spend the whole day at College and come back home late.
He was buried under work, when Ria came to him and said that she will now focus on her studies and thanked him for showing her the right path. Mayank was very happy with her decision.
The day passed and in the evening, Shukla came to the staff room and asked Mayank about Samrat. Mayank got a bit worried, because he had somewhere forgiven Samrat, and was also very much concerned about how he was ruining his life. After Shukla went, Mayank went to search for him.
Samrat was no where in Excel. Mayank was very worried now. He called Samrat numerous times, but his cell was powered off.
"Kahan ho Samrat? I hope ke tum theek ho", Mayank had almost given up on finding him and was very much upset.
Just as he was saying this, Mrs. Shergill walked passed him.
"Kya hua Mayank? Kis se baat ker rahey ho?", she inquired.
"O, nothing Mrs. Shergill", he replied.
"Are you sure Mayank? Tum kaafi pareshan lag rahey ho?"
Mayank nodded, "Ji, sab kuch theek hai".
"Ok. If you say so", and she started walking.
"Ek second, Mrs. Shergill", Mayank called out to stop her.
"Kya hua Mayank?" She was now getting confused.
"Wo....hmm.....actually, mein Samrat ko dhoond raha tha. Ap ne kahin usey dekha hai kya? Mujhey toh wo purey college mein kahin nazar nahin aya".
Mrs. Shergill stood quiet for a while. She folded her arms and with a complaining look on her face, asked Mayank, "Oh..tum Samrat ko dhoond rahey ho. Aisa kya kaam hai us sey? Ab us sey kya kasoor ho gya hai? Ya phir, ye dekhna chahtey ho, ke wo is guilt mein ab tak zinda hai ya nahin.."
Each word of Mrs. Shergill was piercing Mayank's heart. He was getting more and more worried, and a wave of guilt passed through him, "kahin Samrat ne kuch'".
He didn't complete when Mrs. Shergill interrupted him, "teen saal se wo kuch nahin ker paya. Jahan tum log ussey chid ke gaye the, wo wahin khada hua hai. Is se zyada wo kya ker sakta hai?" A desperate mother was talking about her son now.
"Please Mrs. Shergill, mujhey bataein ke Samrat kahan hai?", Mayank inquired again.
With pain in her eyes, she replied, "Aj date kya hai Mayank?"
"24th June", Mayank didn't get why Mrs. Shergill asked him the date.
"Oh! Aj 24th hai. Toh phir, aj to Samrat College nahin aye ga. Bulkey aj toh wo ek hi jagah pe ho sakta hai", she told him, and her voice was cracking up now.
"Mrs. Shergill, ap kya keh rahi hein? Mujhey kuch samajh nahin a raha. Aur aj aisa kya hai jo Samrat college nahin aye ga? Aur wo kaunsi jagah hai jahan wo miley ga", very unlike Mayank, but he asked all these questions from Mrs. Shergill, without taking a single pause in between.
"Mujhey acha laga Mayank, ke aj bhi tum is ki fikr ker rahey ho. Ya phir, aj bhi tum ne us sey koi shikayat kerni hai, ya uski tanhayion neim usey dhakka dena hai?" Mrs. Shergill was hitting the target now.
Mayank had nothing to say. He didn't respond also. Just kept looking at Mrs, Shergill who was throwing fire balls at him. But he knew, that she was right. Her son was dying every minutes, and which mother can bear this pain.
"Tum toh jantey hi ho, aj Nupur ka birthday hai", Mrs. Shergill controlled her grief and started telling Mayank about where he could find Samrat.
Mayank was confused, how does she know about Nupur's birthday?
"Apko.....mera matlab hai......aap ko Nupur ka birth'"
"Mayank, mein aj ke din ko kaise bhool sakti hun. Waisey toh mera bera roz, her ghaddi, her pal, maut ki rah dekhta hai, per aj ke din, who maut ke munh mein jata hai, magar uski kismet, her saal bach ke wapis a jata hai. Ye uska Nupur ki birthday celebrate kerney ka tareeka hai. Nupir ko toh wo kuch nahin de sakta, per wo aj ke din, tumhein aur Gunjan ko ye gift dena chahta hai. Aj bhi, wo wahin, usi death race ke liye gya ho ga. Kya pata aj uski aarzo puri ho jaye. Wo jeetey ji toh Gunjan ko kuch nahin de paya, shayad aj, mar ke......."
Mrs. Shergill couldn't continue further. She completely broke and hurriedly went to her office.
Mayank was lifeless. He couldn't believe what his ears had just listened. "Samrat marney gya hai? Nahin! Yeh nahin ho sakta. Mujhey usey rokna ho ga. Wo aisa kaise ker sakta hai. Nupur ki maut ek hadsa tha, Samrat ne ussey nahin maara. Lekin phir bhi hum ne....... Nahin. Mujhey Samrat ko dhondna ho ga".
Mayank rushed towards his car, and raced it. While driving, he dialed a number from his cell phone.
"Gunjan, tum kahan ho?"
"Bus Jiju, apkey ghar ke aney ke liye guest house se nikal rahi hun", she told Mayank.
"Nahin Gunjan, tumhara guest house merey raastey mein hai. mein tumhein pick kerney a raha hun. Humein kahin aur jana hai", and Mayank disconnected the call.
"Jiju......Ye kya, Jiju ne phone band ker dia hai. Aur wo itney pareshan kyon lag rahey the. Kuch toh zaroor hua hai. Aj subah se mujhey bohat ajeeb feel ho raha hai. Please God, ab kuch ghalat na ho. Sub kuch bilkul theek rakhna", Gunjan was getting worried.
Within no time, Mayank reached, "Jaldi baitho Gunjan. Humarey paas time bilkul nahin hai".
Gunjan sat in the car and they both rushed towards the place where Samrat had gone for the death race.
"Kya hua hai Jiji? Hum kahan ja rahey hein? Aur ap itney pareshan kyon hain? Mujhey bohat ghabrahat ho rahi hai Jiju. Sab kuch theek toh hai na?" her heart beat was racing, eyes wide open, and she was slightly shivering from within.
"Jiju......main ap se....." and her phone rang.
It was some unknown number. She received the call, "hello".
There was silence from the other side.
"Hello.....kaun hai......hello......hello" Her voice was breaking now.
There was complete silence from the other side. But she could feel someone there. She could feel HIS breath, she could feel HIM "Hello'ap bol kyon nahin rahey?", and the person on the other side hung up the phone. She knew it was HIM. But she didn't react, in fact, she was unable to react. They way things were going, she wasn't able to gather anything. Jiju, Samrat, Di's birthday......everything was haunting her mind now.
Finally, they reached the place where the death race was.
"Jiju, hum yahan kyon aye hain?" she asked Mayank, while getting off the car.
"Gunjan, koi sawal mut kero. Bus jaldi merey saath ao. Agar aj hum late ho gaye, toh sub kuch khatam ho jaye ga." Mayank grabbed her hand and they rushed in.
The race was about to start. It was a deadly sight. Gunjan was totally lost as to why did Mayank bring her here. They kept running close to the bikers, and suddenly the guard stopped them.
"Ap yahan se agey nahin ja saktey".
Mayank was crying and pleading, "dekhein humein janey dein. Humara agey jana bohat zarori hai. Kisi ki zindagi ka sawal hai. Humein us sey ek baar milney dein please. Humein undr janey dein. Humein usey rokna hai. Wo apney apko mar le ga. Samrat apney ap ko mar le ga."
"S A M R A T", and Gunjan froze.
"Samrat.....Jiju.....Samrat.....yahan pe....." and she fell on the ground.
"Haan Gunjan...Samrat. Wo yahan apni zindagi khatam kerney aya hai. Wo yahan her month ata hai, her saal ajkey din ata hai. Gunjan, wo Nupur ki birthday pe, humein apni maut gift kerna chahta hai", Mayank was screaming and crying.
'Samrat......maut.....wo marna chahta hai'wo mar jaye ga", Gunjan was in a shock. She was without any feeling, any emotion. Tears were falling from her wide-open eyes. His words were resounding in her mind, when he told her that how for the past 3 yrs, he's been trying to end his life. Then her own words that those Samrat and Gunjan, that were deeply in love with each other, died with Nupur.
"Ap Samrt ko rokney aye hein? Wo toh yahan, her race mein ata hai. Bohat acha insaan hai, per bohat dukhi hai. Aj bhi race pe janey se pehley, us ne mujhey yehi kaha tha ke kaka dua kerna aj mera maksad pura ho jaye", the guard told Gunjan and Mayank.
If other things weren't enough, these words stabbed their hearts.
"Gunjan, ye sochney ka waqt nahin hai", Mayank made her stand.
"Hum ne usey maar dia Mayank. Mein ne usey mar dia. Wo mar jayega Mayank", Gunjan kept on repeating this.
"Gunjan, sambhalo apney apko. Is waqt sirf tum usey rok sakti ho. Ye himmat harney ka waqt nahin hai Gunjan. Usey rok lo. Apney pyar ko rok lo", Mayank shook her, to make her understand that every second was precious.
With this, Gunjan came back to senses, "nahin, main usey nahin janey de sakti. Muhey usk rokna hai. Wo mujhey chod ke nahin ja sakta. Wo usi ka phone tha. Mein ne usey bohat dukh dia hai. Mein ab usey wapis la ke rahun gi. Mein Samrat to wapis'."
And she saw him sitting on the bike. He looked up in the sky, closed his eyes and then wore his helmet.
Gunjan was about to call him, when she heard someone scream from behind, "SAMRAT.."
Gunjan and Mayank looked back and saw a girl running towards them, towards him.
"Ashwini.....", Gunjan saw her and was shocked, "ye yahan.....aur ye Samrat ko....."
Samrat didn't notice anything. He was focused on the race, because this time, he didn't want to lose and let life win.
"Ashwini, tum yahan?",Gunjan asked her.
"Di, usey rok lo di".
"Tum Samrat ko kaise'."
"Di, ye wohi hai, jis ke baarey mein main ne tumhein bataya tha. Di ye her pal maut se ladta hai, per mujhey dar hai aj iske junoon is ki jaan na le le ga."
"Ashwini, ye tum kya keh rahi ho?" Gunjan's condition was getting worst now.
"Di, yahan aney se pehley Samrat ne mujhey call kiya tha. Wo kal raat bhi bohat upset tha. Aj usney mujhey phone ker ke kaha ke main pray kerun ke aj wo jeet jaye. Wo aur jeen nahin chahta di. Mein roz usko dekhti hun, per kal raat se wo bilkul toot gya tha, aur aj usney jis tarah se mujhe se baat ki hai, di, mujhey darr hai kahein wo aj apni zid pur na ker le".
Gunjan wanted it to be a nightmare. She, herself was swinging between life and death. Her heart was skipping beats, she was shivering and pale, as if there was no drop of blood in her. She was about to fall, when Mayank held her by her shoulders. "Gunjan sambhalo apney apko."
For a second, there was silence all around. Gunjan, Mayank, Ashwini'all three were numb, frozen in their places and shocked. Gunjan's own words which she said to him yesterday were floating in her mind.
And they heard the whistle. The bikes started, and bikers were giving them races. Samrat's bike was at the start and the rest were behind him. Mayank and Ashwini started yelling, "Samrat'Samrat ruk jao".....but in so much noise, their voices didn't reach him.
The race started, and she saw him go close to his death. She felt a lump in her throat, her heart beat stopped, her body was shaking, eyes were still wide open, staring at him and tears rolling down from them....and she screamed....."S-A-M-R-A-T".
How was it possible, that amidst all the noise, he doesn't recognize her voice?
He looked towards her, and couldn't believe that she was standing there. His mind went blank and the bike went out of his control and hit the side edge. He fell off and there were screams all around.
The race stopped. Gunjan ran towards him, and Mayank and Ashwini also rushed there.
Samrat was unconscious. The manager of the race and his other support staff members, brought Samrat out of the race boundaries and made him lie on the ground. The doctor was immediately called.
Gunjan raced towards him and fell on the ground. She took his face on her lap, and wiping the tears and sweat off with her dupatta (but her own tears were constantly wetting her face), she was screaming "Utho Samrat. Ankhein kholo. Tum mujhey yun nahin chod ke ja saktey. Tumhein uthna ho ga. Samrat ankhein kholo. Kuch toh bolo. Samrat mujh se bohat badi bhool ho gayi. Samrat utho, meri khatir, apni CHASHMISH ki khatir.."
"Ch----ashhh-----mii----ssshhhhh" and he opened his eyes.
Tears of pain were joined by a smile of relief on her face. He gained senses back, and when he realized he was in Gunjan's arm, he got up instantly and sat on the ground.
He also saw Mayank and Ashwini standing there. His mind was fighting a battle with his heart.
The doctor examined him and said that he was fine. There were some minor wounds and bruises on his arms and legs, but he didn't let them bandage them, and stood up. Blood was oozing from his wounds.
The race was called off and the crowd was dispersed. Only these four people were there.
"Samrat...." Gunjan addressed him.
"Ash, mujhey yahan se jana hai. Chalo merey sath", and he walked passed Gunjan.
Ashwini didn't know why he was behaving like this.
Mayank tried to stop him. "Samrat, ruko......."
"Nahin Mayank. Mujhey janey do. Mein tum logon ka gunehgaar hun. Aur gunehgaron ko roktey nahin hain, unhein sazaa di jati hai", Samrat's words were coming to his mouth after three long years.
"Tumhein sunna ho ga Samrat. Tum yahan se nahin ja saktey", Mayank held his arm and stopped him.
"Kyon Mayank. Aj kyon mujhey sunna ho ga. Itney dinnon se jo mein tum logon se baat kerna chah raha tha, tum logon ne toh meri baat nahin suni. Mana main ne bohat bada gunah kiya hai. Mein ne Nupur ko mara hai, per wo ek accident tha Mayank. Mein her pal, yehi soch ke jeta raha, ke ek din tum mujhey milo ge, Chashmish mujhey miley gi, mein uska dard bantun ga, wo mera gham bantey gi. Aur nahin toh mujhey mere kiye ki saza de gi. Per Chashmish ne kaha, ke wo pyar mar gya. Agar wo pyar mar gya, toh phir jab bhi main marney ki koshish kerta tha, tum mujhey kyon rokti thi Chashmish. Kyon nahin mujhey marney dia'tab,'kal'aaj? Mein ne tum sab ki zindagi barbad ker di. Mein bohat selfish hun mein, bohat bura hun, bohat bud-kismat hun, aur mujh jaisey insaan ko jeeney ka koi haq nahin hai. Toh phir tum logon ne mujhey aj kyon roka? Tum toh mujh se milna nahin chahti thi na Gunjan, meri taraf dekhna bhi nahin chahti, toh phir, aj kyon mujhey roka? Main manta hun, tum logon ka gham, dukh, mujh se kahin bada hai. Lekin tum logon ke paas ek dosrey ka sahara toh tha. Kabhi socha tum logon ne, ke tumharey janey ke baad mear kya haal hua. Zinda ho ke bhi marta hun, aur mar ke roz zinda hota hun. Is se toh behter yehi hai na ke, mein is zindagi ko khatam hi ker dun'"
There was silence in that darkness. His voice was echoing, his pain was flowing in the form of tears from his eyes, from Mayank's, Ashwini's and......her eyes.
Samrat moved a bit forward, looked up in the sky and shouted, "Bohat bura kiya Nupur tumne merey saath. Tum kyon chali gayi us din? Mujhey janey dia hota? Merey janey ke baad, Gunjan mujhey yaad ker ke roti, magar mujh se nafrat toh na karti. Tum ne mujhey dhoka de dia Nupur. Kyon Nupur, kyon?".....and he broke down. His whole energy was lost. There was nothing left in him. He fell on the ground and was crying uncontrollably.
Gunjan and Mayank were numb in his pain. For the first time in three ears, she was thinking, "kya main ne jo bhi kiya, wo sahi tha?"
Gunjan was always strong, and Nupur's accident made her even stronger. She went back in her shell and closed the hole through which she could see, hear or feel Samrat. Today's events had opened the sides of that hole, and Samrat's words stabbed the closing with a knife. Her heart felt the pain.......HIS pain, his loneliness, her loneliness, and with this she could now clearly see HER Samrat.
She took the first step towards him, and as they say, taking the first one is difficult, and if we take it, the rest come automatically.
Mayank and Ashwini knew that this was the time to leave Samrat and Gunjan alone. They went from there, and now, only the two soulmates were there, in that dark, peaceful night.
She went close to him and sat down. He was crying......her tears were also refusing to stop. He looked at her and she looked at him.
And when ice starts melting, we cannot control it, it turns into water. Similarly, the ice that had surrounded her heart had now completely melted. She had taken her anger out on him last night and today, he gave her the emotions and feelings back, which she had deliberately kept somewhere else, coz for her, with Nupur, her life changed.
"Samrat......"
The softness and pain of her voice pierced Samrat's heart. He opened his arms. This was all she wanted, what he wanted. She rushed there and hugged him with all the force she had. He closed her in his arms, as if he would never let her go this time. They were in the heaven of their love'they were in each others arms'they were back together. Thus, a distance of three long years was finally covered.
This wasn't the end of the scene. A lot was still to be said, to be heard.
They went to the pani puri stall, where Gunjan poured her heart out. There wasn't any sorry, any apology in their discussion. It was a plain heart-to-heart talk and everything was sorted out. Just a breif of what she said, "Samrat, di ki maut ne mujhey bilkul khatam ker dia tha. Mujhye laga ke tum ne meri baat nahin mani, aur merey kehney ke bawajood itna fast drive kiya, jis ki wajah se di mujh se itni dur chali gayi. Per ab mujhey ehsaas hota hai, ke jo bhi hua, wo kismat mein likha hua tha. Aur kismat ke agey hum sab be bus hein. Di, itney waqt ke liye hi ayi thi. Pichley teen salon mein mein ne ye socha bhi nahi tha ke hum dobara ek ssath hongey. Lekin dekho, aj hum phir, ussi jagah, ek saath bethey huey hein."
She kept her hand on his. He took her hand in his..and said, "Chashmish, bohat waqt nikal gya hai. Kismat ke is khel main sab kuch badal gya, per ek cheez jo nahin badli, who humara pyar hai. Aur ab mein ksimat per kuch nahin chodna chahta".
Gunjan was confused, "matlab......"
He got up and made her stand also. He brought his hand forward and asked, "Gunjan, will u marry me?"
She got tears in her eyes. Her heart always wanted to live this moment, coz previously, when he proposed her, destiny came in between. This time, she also didn't want to take any chances.
She gave her hand in his and nodded a yes. They both smiled and hugged each other.....as if till eternity.
Cricket
