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OMG guys!!!!
I can't believe that RK turning on Madhu from my SS was on TV today!
he says "I couldn't break your spirit so went after your heart."
And also the last bit where Madhu falls down on the ground and the bangle breaks.
I am soo excited today! Maybe I should not be so lazy and write more.
Tell me what do you guys think??
katie
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Hi Guys,
This is my first ever anything on this forum. I have been wanting to write for so long and am eagerly looking forward to your feedback and suggestions, so that I can improve my writing.
It's a bit different from the current track. I hope you guys like it.
Sorry if this one is too sad. I just wanted to build the pain, so that Junoon can take over, next.
Thank you for all the feedback.
Love you all.
Katie.
"Pyaar tumhari kismat mein hai hi nahi. Ek baar phir tum haar jaaoge RISHABH".
(Love is not in your destiny. Once again, you are going to lose, RISHABH)
The words had echoed over and over and over in his head.
It was almost as if all of Dipali's words had taken a life of their own and had been mocking him. Mocking his barren life.
RK had tried very hard to drown the voices out. But the scenes had kept flashing before his eyes.
And suddenly he had known what he had to do.
"Madhu will have to give the test. The test of love. She will HAVE to do take this test. I need to know if she deserves my love."
And that's when he had set his plan in motion.
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"Bittuji, I am at the Karjat farmhouse. Ask biwi to come see me there."
"Chief, bhabhiji and auntyji have been so worried. Where have you been?" Bittuji's voice raised a bit with worry.
"bittuji aapse jitna kaha jaa raha hai utna karenge? Yaa ab aap bhi biwi ki tarah mujhe baat baat pe lecture denge?"
"Nahi, chief. Bhabhiji ko abhi bhejta hoon." Bittuji sighed and hung up.
Madhu, had overheard the conversation and rushed to him. Forehead sweating. All kinds of bad thoughts were coming to her head.
"Where is he? Just tell me and I swear to God, I will set him right today, for worrying us like this." Madhu didn't know whether she was more relieved or more angry.
"Yeah beta, go scold him on my behalf as well. SO irresponsible of him to worry us like this." Radha ji spoke up.
As Madhu rushes out to go to RK, Bittuji is very worried. Not for his chief. He is worried for Madhu. She has been under so much strain already in the last few months and looks exhausted.
All the torture that they had inflicted on her. All the humiliation she had undergone. His chief getting shot and just trying to keep him alive. Her father's truth behind RK's attack.
And yet, Madhu, his bhabhi had never even flinched at all that life had thrown at her. The more he thought about it, the more he respected her. He just hoped that Chief realizes what a treasure he has got as his wife.
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Tears were flowing from her eyes. She wanted to cry but she wasn't sure if she will be able to stop, if she started.
This should have been the best day of her life. RK, her husband, the man she had come to love so passionately had told her today that he loved her too.
At first her heart had stopped beating. After all no one gets that lucky, right?
She should have known.
Her didu's words had been echoing in her head. "You'll never be happy with your husband. You'll never be happy in your marriage."
So when she had opened her heart Rk, her heart full of love, admitting that she loved him too, and had said more loudly "I LOVE YOU RK", why had his face changed?
It was almost as if he was assessing her. And when she had shared her happiness with him, a woman in love...
"I love you. I'd never thought in my wildest dreams that I'll say this to RK, ever! But I love you. I used to think of your house as my prison and now whenever I think of 'home' I think of your house, RK. I don't know when from being a simple girl I became a woman in love. In love with the man, I had once hated with a passion." and then she had giggled like a schoolgirl.
And that was the moment her world had come crashing down.
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She doesn't love me. She doesn't love Rishabh. She loves RK.
She loves my house as her home. She loves RK mansion.
She was a simple girl. She is now superstar RK's wife.
She hated me. And now she loves me. She loves RK.
Nooo. RK never loses.
I will NOT lose again. he had thought and then he had done the unthinkable.
He had laughed.
He had laughed like a madman, looking at Madhu, his 'biwi' looking scared.
"You really think I will love a girl like you? Do you really think RK will fall in love with someone from the gutter? Cos that's where you are from, aren't you? You and your criminal family. Did you really think I will forgive a man who tried to kill me, the great superstar, RK? No my dearest BIWI. I just wanted to hit you where it would hurt the most. Your heart. Don't you remember? I'd once told you that you can NEVER be RK cos you have a heart. And look today I have your heart in my hands to play with."
He turned and faced her then. She looked white as a ghost. Not crying but tears flowing from here eyes.
And he had slid the knife in, deeper.
"Also I hope you didn't fall too much in love with the RK mansion. Cos you may have forgotten but I never forgot even for a moment that your status in my life is actually that of a servant. You are my toy. I played with you. You amused me sometimes. You made me angry sometimes. But you were always entertaining. In fact I must say that you have been my favorite toy and my favorite servant. And as a generous tip, afterall I AM A SUPERSTAR...i write-off your 40 lakh rupees. Cos I am bored now. And my revenge is complete. I really have no use for you. Go back to your chawl and your loser fiance, IF he will take you back. Some how I doubt he will but you must try. I am not a bad person biwi...oh sorry...madhubala! After all you aren't going to my biwi now. But don't hold any grudges. This ends now. Whatever we had. And don't be angry cos all is fair in love and war."
With that he had walked out.
It was over.
Finally he had won.
But he couldn't resist a last look at his 'biwi'. At the scene of his 'victory' to remember it always.
And what he had seen, had not FELT like victory.
Madhu. "His" Madhu had fallen down on her knees.
Her bangles had broken as she her hands had hit the ground cos her body couldn't take her weight anymore.
He could see her white dupatta getting stained with the blood from her hands.
And that's when he had remembered.
He had told her a couple of days back that the whole "Seema ji" joke between them was great but that he would really love to see as Chandni one day.
In a white churidaar suit. With white bangles.
Bangles that now lay broken.
Before he could do what his heart was screaming at him to do, go to her, pick her up and never let her go, he had turned back and gone out.
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At the river bank, on his papa's rocking chair, a bottle in his hand, life had come full circle for RK.
Finally he knew.
He knew why his father had taken his own life.
Living with regrets, living with a deep and heavy burden on the conscience isn't easy.
RK knew cos he lived with it everyday.
He had known the minute he had come back to RK mansion. It had never been home for him.
He had realised what he had done when Dipali had figured out by looking at him that he had destroyed his own love. His own happiness.
He had known that this time HE HIMSELF had ruined his life when Dipali had hugged him and said "I knew you'll choose sensibly. Don't worry. That girl from the chawl was never worth your time and stature. I am here now. I will leave Sikki and I will be your love, mere hero."
Finally he could see it all crystal clear.
His father was a weak man. Someone had poisoned his mind about his wife and instead of trusting his wife, he had taken his own life.
That 'someone' had later achieved what he had set out to do by marrying his mother. That Kukku Bhatia.
And here he was, Rishabh Kundra, the great superstar, who had turned out to be his father's son.
Weak. Not trusting his heart. Not trusting his wife.
No he had not killed himself like his papa. But he HAD taken his own life.
His life. His Madhubala.
And he had lost.
Lost, because it was HE who had not deserved Madhu's love.
He had failed the test of love.
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