FF 'Kaho Na Pyar Hain' Updated PART 20 PAGE 86 - Page 38

The tall broadly built man stood in his same position outside, looking up at the blue night sky, maybe questioning the one up there why did it always had to be him, why is he the only one in pain, why is his pain unheard by the world, why is it that even when he closes his eyes grief doesn't leaves him.

On the other hand, someone else was hurting; someone else had a different emotion of his own. Someone else was hiding his pain that neither we will understand or will ever feel. Kushaal was outside in his back garden, running like crazy when a sudden jerk of the cold wind made him bow down and fall on his knee. He had grief, his emotion was all over the place, and he didn't understand why God played a prank on him, why did God trick him. From his bowed situation he looked directly at the sky, with millions of questions to be asked, he couldn't sleep at night, he couldn't be at peace, silence haunts him and she taunts him. He dedicated his entire life in her name, now how can he give someone else her place. The heart that only belongs to her, the right that she has over him can't be given to someone else. "Bade bhi nahi samajthe ki iss paapi dil ko kuch aur hi manzoor hain, I don't want to marry Prachi, I cannot marry Prachi, how can I keep her happy or be a husband to her, why doesn't Dadaji understand why doesn't Bade understand, abb main kya karoon, Bade ko kush raku or myself."

In his white attire Shabir appeared in the garden, he saw his brother pleading on the ground, he saw them tears which he wished never to see. He leaned down next to his brother and put his arm around him saying "Kushaal yeh kya halat tumne kar rakha hain". Kushal quickly wiped his warm tears off his face and put on a smile. He looked at his brother and said "Kuch nahi Bade". Shabbir smiled and nodded his head, he knew his brother was hiding his pain, he knew the pain his brother had been through, infact still is going through and it won't end until he let's go of her. "Kushaal mere bhai beethe kal ke aage aane wala kal hain, ab marzi tumhari hain'", Shabbir spoke the words of wisdom very calmly but Kushaal was too engrossed in his grief to understand the meaning.

All night the different souls searched for the answers to their questions, the solutions to their problems and they slept unaware that their questions had left their souls and reached out to the master of us all. Lost in their anguish they didn't even realise when the moon left us and the sun came out.

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The Sobti Chaudhry family were wide awake and performing their daily activities. After a family breakfast, Gurmeet made his way to the office whilst Barun left for college and Prachi getting ready for a hectic day ahead.

Barun reached college and entered into the classroom where the first day rehearsals of the dance competition was going to take place, "what a waste of time!" He muttered to himself as he made his way to the far corner of the room. He saw his fellow classmates already practising silly dance moves and pulled a face that showed only disgust.

Kushi and Maanvi ran into the classroom and were relieved to see that the dance teacher hadn't arrived yet. Kushi zoomed her eyes across the room in search for her partner, "I hope ki woh karus Barun aya hain aaj varna main tho haar gayi" Kushi cursed when she spotted Barun at the end of the room. She started waving her hands in order to call him to her but to no avail as Barun wasn't looking her way. "Oye idhar' Idhar auo!" She shouted at the top of her voice managing to gain Barun's attention.

Barun saw Khushi and was appauled at what he saw, what was she doing, waving her hands and ordering him he thought, "no way!" He said. He pointed his finger at her and ordered her to come to him.

"Hai Devi Maya! Why is he calling me to him, when I called him to me first, but chaali hi jaahti hoon, otherwise he might refuse to dance" spoke Kushi and in matter of a second she was on front of Barun with her sister Manvi.

"Main tumhara sath nach nahi sakta, look for another partner" spoke Barun in his blunt voice. "But kyun nahi?, where am I going to find a partner now?" Asked Kushi. "Kahi se bhi lao, not my problem!!" He answered whilst
Kushaal made his fashionably late entry into college getting "ooohs!" and "aaahs!" from all the girls as he was the latest hot property in college. He dodged girls and a few boys when he spotted Barun and made his way towards him.

"Hi Barun, kya baat hain, you came here early" said Kushaal putting his arm over Barun's shoulder. Barun looked at him and said "not again".

Lavanya made her way towards the gang, "hi guys, what's up?". "Kuch nahi Lavanya, Barun is a chupa rustoom that's all" Spoke Kushaal.

Lavanya: "Haan? What did he do?"
Kushaal: "yeh dekho, saab hum sab ki aage college chaale aye.. Aur phir haazar nakhre' I don't want to dance"
Barun: I don't want to dance, Damn it!
Kushi: "he really doesn't want to dance, bade akru type ka insaan hain"
Kushaal: "lag hi aise raha hain, maybe he can't flex his muscles like me.

Barun just looked at Kushaal commenting nonsense when Manvi spoke "toh Kushaal, you can flex your muscles darling"

Kushaal just ignored Manvi as he didn't want to give her wrong ideas, as he really didn't like her.

Meanwhile the teacher was making a grand entry into the classroom and Barun was making his way towards the class room door leaving the gang behind in order to receive the teacher, as if she was the queen and needs a mistress to be received.

The teacher was no one but Prachi dressed in her favourite colour yellow saree, ringing her arms around Barun and making the entry to the class.

Most of the students were not aware Prachi was the Dance teacher, "yeh Barun iss ka Di koh lekar kyun aah raha hain" said Kushaal who didn't want to be in the same room as his to be wife.

"Haan Prachi, is our Dance teacher" spoke Manvi forcefully trying to make conversation with Kushaal.

Kushaal again ignored her, "iss koh aaj kya hua, why is he ignoring me! I thougth I was succeeding in my plan in making him a bakra!, Kuch toh abb karna padega" spoke Manvi.

Prachi and Barun both made there way up on the stage and everyone stood still looking at her.

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Gurmeet reached his office getting a shower of "Good morning Sir" from his efficient employees. He was about to enter his cabin when a screeching voice reached his ears disturbing his perfect morning.

He followed the shouts and reached the 2nd floor where there were workers huddled together looking very angry at someone who was shouting continuously. He caught a glimpse of her orange scarf and her beaded earrings which were moving rigorously due to the constant movement of her head. He saw her orange salwar and noticed her feet beneath which was covered with cheap sandals. He looked up and noticed her hair was plaited, her face wasn't visible to him yet. "Yeh gao ki gawaar mere office main akar halla macha rahi hain, iski itni himmat!" He thought to himself assuming she was the cause of all this havoc in his office.

Gurmeet pushed pass his workers and shouted in his loud mechanical voice "yaha yeh kya ho raha hain!" A silence of doom prevailed the air which was showering thunders a second ago. The workers that stood by started dispersing immediately fearing the wrath of their boss Gurmeet.

A few workers remained surrounding the girl who had caused the commotion. Gurmeet walked towards them and before he could swallow who he saw in front of him the girl had grabbed onto the edges of his waistcoat shouting "yeh mujhe jaante hain". She put her entire body weight on him and entangled her fingers on his shirt buttons. Gurmeet stood still staring at her and was loosing himself in her single touch. Her slim petite perfectly shaped fingers had entered in between the gap between the buttons in his shirt and were connecting with his skin underneath causing a pain in the machine that was only meant to pump blood. He stood numb and before he knew it a cold covered his upper body. He looked down to see that he stood semi-nude, his shirt had teared open due to the force of the girl in front of him who still was clutching unto his shirt.

Gurmeet forcefully removed her hands from his body and spoke in a stern voice, "yeh Dhrasti hain yeh Dhanush Enterprise ke liye kaam karti hain". The workers looked down in disbelief as they assumed Dhrasti was a nobody and weren't letting her meet their boss. "Ab samjhe main kaun hoon" stated Dhrasti in attitude not paying attention to the humiliation she had caused Gurmeet by unwrapping his dignity in the open. She twitched her nose as she followed Gurmeet to his cabin.

Meanwhile someone from a distance kept a close eye on Dharasti "What a sexy piece" smiled the slim built man, flexing his biceps and showcasing his tattooed arms as a display. He stood with his back on the wall, relishing the sheer beauty that was slowly leaving his sight but had already imprinted on his heart. He playfully punched his heart, "hayeee main hogaya ghayal" he laughed.

Gurmeet entered his cabin and was in a foul mood, what was she thinking ripping his shirt open, he started speaking through gritted teeth "tum yaha kya kar rahi ho?? Mere peeche peeche tum har jaga pauch jaati ho, what is your problem, please leave me alone'" His showdown wasn't complete when Dhrasti interfered, "aap shirt aise kaise pehante hain?" Gurmeet's anger increased to the highest level, he looked at her with utmost hatred and started walking towards her. He was standing right in front of her when Dhrashti got front row view of Gurmeet's golden body reminding her of Sharukh Kahn in 'Dil main mere hain dard-e-disco' she shamelessly stared at him forgetting to blink and then out of no where she started grooving to "Dard-E-Disco" humming the song in her loud vocals. She imitated the dance moves from the movie and was lost in the dance and Gurmeet was lost in her. He noticed the smile that lighted her face and the cute dance steps she did beautifully he just couldn't help but smile but he didn't let it show on his face as he screamed "Bas!" Dhrasti started stumbling but managed to maintain her balance when Gurmeet spoke again, "yeh tum kya kar rahi ho? Yeh mera office hain koi nachne wali ka cota nahin!" His bitter words made Dhrasti uncomfortable and she started walking away controlling her tears.

"Ruko!" Came the loud voice of Gurmeet from behind her. "Kya tum yaha nautunki karne ayi thi?? Ya koi kaam bhi tha?? Oh! tum tho sirf time waste karna jaanti ho" Dhrasti spinned around 360 degrees and walked upto Gurmeet, "main aap ko yaad dilane ayi thi ki aap ko yaad hain ya nahin aap ki vaada!" Gurmeet's mind flashed across to that evil day when he made that promise to escape the 'buri aunty who was calling him karan', he now knew it was all Dhrasti's plan but he had to keep quiet for the time being. "Gurmeet kabhi kuch bhulta nahi, yeh tum yaad rakhna, vaada tho main pura karunga, kaho, tumhe kya chahiye" spoke Gurmeet with arrogance. Dhrasti blurted out at once, "mujhe picnic chahiye, mere liye, meri behano ke liye" she was excited just thinking about the picnic, "aur aap ko bhi aana hoga with full family" she added to be polite. Gurmeet spoke at once "theek hain picnic ki saari thayari main karlunga and will give you the date". Dhrasti smiled and said "Thank You!" she was surprised that Gurmeet agreed so easily. Gurmeet smiled within and whispered in his mind, "Picnic tho main karaunga, aisa picnic karaunga ki zindagi bhar iss picnic ko yaad rakho gi" he grinned a evil grin and got back to his work.

As Dhrasti left Gurmeet's cabin again a pair of light brown eyes were widening to absorb her beauty entirely. He scrolled his eyes across her body, enjoying her assets. He looked at her face which depicted anger, "gusse main bhi kitni garam hain, what a sexy piece" he beamed to himself.

Dhrasti walked past him and her orange scarf flew across his face, he closed his eyes and sniffed the scarf, breathing in her aroma. He rubbed the scarf all over his face and slowly let it slip away from his hands, "phisalne wali cheez mujhpe hi akhe chipke gi" he grinned to himself. Dharasti felt a pull on her scarf, and looked his way. He smiled and introduced himself to her, "hi am Karan" and put his hand forward for a hand shake.

Dharasti looked at him and didn't recognise him, "ji aap kaun, maine pechana nahi". "Main Karan Singh Grover, we met before remember?" Introduced the very charismatic guy removing his extended hand that she refused to shake and combed it across his hair "aaj hath nahin ayi tho kya hua, dheere dheere bahon main ajaogi" he smiled cheekily to himself.

Dharasti was puzzled as she didn't recognise the man, "sorry, I don't think we met before" she said calmly and walked away. The man stood still and said in his rough voice "Pechana nahi toh kya hua, ek din mujhe bhi pechan logi" and followed behind her without her knowledge.

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Some of the class students couldn't resist Prachi's beauty therefore they started to whistle in enjoyment, Barun however didn't like dirty eyes falling on his sister, he stared at them with intensity making the group of boys gulp there own saliva in fear.

Barun left his sister standing and walked forward to teach the goons a lesson, that even if they wished they couldn't forget. With out realising the ground beneath him is a stage he continued to walk forward, his foot came to the edge of the stage, his index finger pointing straight at the goons, he was about to open his sharp mouth when he fell off the 2 meter high stage.

Kushaal was at the back and quickly noticed Barun was about to fall, he shouted "Ruk jaa mere dost! Main tumhe bachane aah raha hoon" flying like a bat, diving through the students, on his knee he came sliding with arms 180 degree stretched out, full filmy style to catch Barun.

Baruns hard body lands on Kushaal's arms, everyone cheers in hurray but the loudest of cheers was coming from Manvi still looking for ways to grab attention.

Barun sees himself in Kushaals arms and screams "what the! What just happened to me!" "Kuch nahi mere Bhai, you just fell from the stage" spoke Kushaal. "I know that, Damn It!, let me go, I did not loose my memory" answered Barun.

"Memory loss hojata toh acha hota!" Muttered Kushi from a near by spot. Her comments was not unheard by Barun, however Kushaal spoke first loudly,"main tumhe itni asaani se nahi chorunga! Pehle thank you bolo!" Kushaal found this as the glorious moment for him, as Barun was now under his control. "Thank you aur tumhe, I don't think so damn it, choro mujhe!" The bickering of the two guys continued and Maanvi was getting bored of their nuisance "Di chalo yaha se yeh tho chalti hi rahegi" she said to Kushi and went to sit down with her sister on the side wooden bench that was polished an organic oak colour.

Kushaal stood up with Barun in his arms and said to him one last time, "tu thank you bol mere bhai varna larkiyo pe chor dunga phir mere pas ro kar mat aana" teased Kushaal. This was getting too much for Barun who was cuddled in Kushaal's strong arms. He tried to escape from Kushaal's hold but it all went in vain "yeh insaan hain ya Hulk!" He muttered to himself as he continued to struggle to get out of the tight hold. "Yeh Kushaal ki grip hain mere bhai itni asaani se nahi tootega" laughed Kushaal seeing Barun's attempt to escape.

Kushaal started walking with Barun and made a quick cunning plan to drop Barun the bomb onto Manvi's lap , "iss se pyar karo aur mera peecha choro" he whispered to himself so that Manvi stops coming after him. He came close to the girls and Kushi was in utter shock and before they knew it Barun was out of Kushaal's arms and landed straight into the bench with his head on Kushi's lap. Manvi had jumped out the way as she saw Barun approaching them, she didn't let Kushaal succeed in his plans.

Barun's head rested on Kushi's cushion like lap, he looked up and she looked down, their eyes met and her open hair beautiful as a peacock's feathers covered his face like a curtain safeguarding the moon. He inhaled the citrus fragrance from her hair and locked the scent somewhere within him.

Kushi became restless and immediately sprang up from the bench as if she had been electrocuted. She clutched onto her scarf tightly and walked away. In doing this she caused Barun's head to bang onto the wooden bench "Ouch!" he moaned massaging his head getting up from the bench without any more fuss.

Precap
Dance! Love! Plans! Surprise! Meetings! Tears! Romance!