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ok..n want a Long one:oOriginally posted by: -Hey-Shona-
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PART - 5: MEMORIES...
Part - A
"What do you mean Gunjan is getting married to Ranvijay??"...
"Ranvijay wants to marry Gunjan and that is why he is here"...
"Did she agree too??"...
"Pari is yet to make her decision, but I know she wouldn't deny this proposal"...
"And how do you know that she wouldn't deny??"...
"Samrat, have you seen Pari denied me anything?? She always knows her Ira aunty does best for her"...
"And how do you know Mum that it is best for her??"...
"Samrat, she will be getting married to Ranvijay... Both of them had known each other since childhood... Ranvijay always had a soft corner for Pari and she will be very happy with him... What more can a mother want for her daughter??"...
"And what about Hemant uncle and Rajashri aunty??"...
"Hemant bhaisaab and Rajashri bhabi had always wanted Ranvijay and Pari getting married when they grew up... They had even wished for the same but Shekhar had turned down their wish and you know why"...
"When is the wedding??"...
"Most likely in two weeks... Ranvijay's parents want it to happen fast, they want him to settle down before he shifts to New Orleans"...
Samrat was standing by the window in his room staring at the morning rays sparkling radiantly over snow covered Kanchenjunga...
Only a day ago everything was covered with mists and today they were clear...
Only few hours ago Samrat Shergill was all set to go back to his regular life once more, away from home, away from his mother... But now, he was free to live his life at his own will...
No pains to taunt him...
No restrictions on home coming...
The reason of his pain, his aloofness was going far away from his life forever...
Shouldn't he be happy?? Shouldn't he feel relief knowing its now only a matter of two weeks between him and his long lost happiness??
Only two weeks... And she will be gone forever??
Only two weeks... And he wont be alone anymore??
Only two weeks... And he wont have to hear or see her again??
Only two weeks... And she will become someone else's forever??
Life had always been so easy for her... Only two damn weeks and she will get another new family, new home and now a life partner who will keep her happy; fulfill her every wishes...
Life had always been so easy for Miss Gunjan Bhushan... She was never an orphan in spite of being abandoned by her biological parents...
She always had a home; a family who had given her a new identity, people who had always loved and cared for her even if takes to keep away their own child... She is indeed a God gifted child...
Whereas he, Samrat Shergill in spite of having a sweet home, loving parents and close friends had lost everything and was forced to stay away from everything that was his...
But things can never be the same twice again... He wont let that happen... He will have what he desires...
"Gunjan Bhushan I'll make sure this time you go far, far away from me and my life"...
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Dhara D'souza Bhushan opened her long tiring eyes... She has been lying in this same hospital bed since one week and her condition has only deteriorated...
The white four walls and mossy green curtains around her seem more shabby and monotonous...
And there was her little angel Gunjan in a bright warm pink frock shoving away the paleness surrounding her... She was looking like a fresh tulip that has just bloomed and was tormented by the fierce wind...
Her other little angel Dia had refused to come inside, she was hurt, she was angry with her mother knowing that she will leave them forever... So like Dia, always the rebel...
"Pari" She called out in a feeble voice "I want you to promise me something"...
Tears rolled down her eyes...
"Promise me, you will always be this sweet caring girl that you are"
"Promise me, you will always listen to your Ira aunty and Shekhar uncle"
"Promise me, you will always be strong and never cry for anything or anyone"
"Promise me, you will always be there for your sister and you will never leave her alone"
Gunjan opened her long tiring eyes standing by the window and watched the snow covered mountains...
She has spent a sleepless night after the nightmare and her encounter with Samrat in the music room last night remembering every memory she had with her mother and her sister...
The day she got her new mother, new family...
The day her dear friend became her sister...
And the day she became orphan once again...
So many promises that she had made that day to her Mum but failed to keep them...
Yes, she had promised to be there for Dia but she was the one who had abandoned her with lifelong loneliness...
Yes, she had promised that she will never cry but since Dia had left, it seems like her life has become a never ending funeral...
Yes, she had promised to listen to every word of Ira aunty and Shekhar uncle, but that turned out to be her being the reason of Shekhar uncle's death...
Yes, she had promised to be the caring girl but the two persons she loved the most have never cared for her...
God Gifted Child!!
What an irony of life, the girl who has never seen her birth mother, lost her mother by adoption, sister and everyone she loved was called God gifted child... Gunjan suddenly burst out laughing at this mockery...
"Gunjan!!"
Samrat stood speechless at the door seeing her laughing like a maniac... Never in his life had he seen Gunjan laughing like this...
His raised hand to knock on the door remained frozen forgetting what he was about to do...
"Hmm, oh!!" Gunjan turned back hearing her name... "You needed something??" She asked coolly seeing Samrat at the door...
"We need to talk Gunjan, can I come in??" Samrat asked hesitantly...
"Your house Samrat, remember?? You are free to do whatever you want" Gunjan replied indifferently shifting her gaze once more towards the snowy hills, resting against the window pane...
One minute he found himself dumbfounded, rooted at the same spot... No emotions played in his mind, no reaction shown on his face... He just stands still...
Those words from Gunjan that he had said earlier numerous times only to hurt her, today they ripped his heart out blatantly...
Never in his wildest dream had Samrat ever thought that Gunjan would return his own words like this...
His once best friend Gunjan!!
His always sweet, simple and shy Gunjan!!
His ever adorable, warm, caring and loving Gunjan!!
For a minute he had no idea why he was there, his purpose, his rage, his pain, his emptiness, his unfulfilled wishes...
In his rational mind Samrat would have never done what he did next; but emotions, they cant always be count on...
"Whats wrong with you Gunjan??" Walking up to her Samrat turned her gently towards him by her shoulders as if she was a glass doll...
"Why would anything be wrong with me??" She stared in perplexity at this sudden change in Samrat...
"You are acting different"... Samrat's piercing gaze tried but failed to read her mind...
Gunjan sighed realizing what she did just a moment ago...
Everyone expects kindness from her when in return they can but give only pain...
Everyone expects generosity from her when in return they can only push her away...
Retreating from Samrat's concerned touch she went back to her own thoughts surprising him once again...
"Do you know what Mom has planned for your future??" Samrat asked hesitantly not knowing what else to say...
"Are we talking about my wedding with Ranvijay??" She questioned back...
Yes...
No...
What was he supposed to say??
Yes, he knows he was talking about her wedding with Ranvijay... Thats why he was there...
Yes, he knows that this was not easy for her; neither for him either... But he had to talk to her...
Yes, he knows about his fathers wish to get them tied in that sacred bond which may not be fulfilled ever...
Yes, he knows only this morning he was determined to get her out of his life and had resolved to send her away...
But at the same time deep down somewhere in his heart Gunjan and RVs wedding was the last thing he wanted to happen...
"So, are you happy with this??" Samrat asked staring at her face trying to find some answer...
"Aren't you happy that Ill be leaving??" Gunjan asked amusingly...
"That's not my answer" Samrat retorted...
"What do you want to hear Samrat??"
What does he want to hear??
That was the very question he needed to find an answer...
He was clueless of his own emotions since morning or maybe all these years...
It was complicated; it always has been all these years...
"I guess; I want to hear your decision" Samrat replied...
"Didn't Ira aunty tell you that the wedding day has already been fixed??" She asked...
Gunjans words strike Samrat reminding him his Moms words regarding Gunjans wedding...
"Pari is yet to make her decision, but I know she wouldn't deny this proposal"...
"Most likely in two weeks... Ranvijay's parents want it to happen fast, they want him to settle down before he shifts to New Orleans"...
How come the wedding day has already been fixed when Gunjan hasnt made up her mind yet!! He knows that his mother has always loved Gunjan as much as she loves him or may be even more...
Does that means she had agreed to this wedding only for his mothers sake and his happiness??
What the hell she thinks she was doing?? Sacrifice??
"It is your wedding Gunjan and it is the biggest thing in your life" Samrat drew her forcefully towards him... "Don't you have any damn thing to say about it??"
"When was the last time you have seen me making decisions of my own life??" Tears of anguish filled her eyes...
"Tell me Mr Samrat Shergill, when was the last time something happened in my life according to my wish??" Gunjan wriggled to free her from Samrat...
"And first of all, tell me what right you held to ask me what I should do and what not??" Gunjan pushed him back with all forces she had leaving Samrat puzzled at her sudden outburst...
"Chashmish!!"
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PART B Continued...
Chashmish??
Did he just call her Chashmish??
Did he just call her by that long lost forgotten name??
Samrat realised soon what he just did at the spur of the moment...
But the one he addressed?? Did she hear that?? Did she realise, Samrat wondered...
But it seems like she was still too preoccupied in her own chain of thoughts to notice her once best friend addressed her by that old dear name he used to call her always...
That special name which once only Samrat had the right to call her... Not Ranvijay, not even Dia but only him...
This was the very room where for the first time he had called her Chashmish...
Memories from the past flashed in his mind...
-Flashback-
Ten years Samrat and Ranvijay and nine years Dia were continuously knocking at Gunjans door which was locked from inside...
She had been to the ophthalmologist with her Ira aunty and Shekhar uncle in the morning and coming back from there she had ran into her room and locked her up since then...
"Pari open the door" three voices continued shouting in vein...
It was only when Samrat's mom; their Ira aunty stepped in to handle the situation, they found some response from her...
"Open the door Pari beta"...
"No, they will laugh at me" Came the cutest reply from inside leaving the three friends wondering why on the earth would they laugh at her...
After a lot of assurance from Ira aunty and making the trio promise out loud that they wont laugh at her, a clicking sound was heard from inside...
Samrat, Dia and Ranvijay were too curious to find out the reason behind her locking her up and the promise they were forced to make...
And there sat their sweet Gunjan on the bed turning her face towards the wall... Her both hands tightened around herself in a warm embrace and her eyes were shut equally tightly...
The only change in her was the big glasses on her closed eyes which were looking much bigger the size of her cute little face...
After staring at her unblinking with their open mouth faces finally Samrat did what he had promised not to do...
"Oh my God!! Pari you became Chashmish!!" He said it loud leaving the other two giggling...
* Sniff, sniff
Samrat had stopped immediately seeing Gunjan weeping but the other two failed to notice it until she ran to her Ira aunty at the door...
"Sam... Dia... Ranvijay... What promise you three just made earlier??" Ira aunties soft yet stern voice made them stopped at once...
"Sorry Gunjan" Dia and Ranvijay said in unison felling guilty for hurting her...
Twisting Samrats ear and shooing them off when she had finally left Samrat had sneaked back to the room once again...
"You know Pari; you are actually looking cuter with these glasses" Samrat sat beside her taking her hands into his...
"I am not and I know that" Gunjan replied adjusting her specs with the other hand... "I am looking funny and thats why all of you were laughing at me and called me Chashmish"...
"No one will call you Chashmish again and I will take care of that, I promise" he assured Gunjan...
The shining smile of hers that was so long absent had just played on her rosy lips once again at this assurance when Samrat whispered in her ears...
"But only I will call you Chashmish"...
"Why??"
"Because Im your best friend Chashmish" He smiled at her bringing down the glasses on her nose...
-End-
Coming back from the past Samrat tried to focus his mind on the present... The same house, same room, a very similar bright December morning...
Only the time has changed and so did the two souls present in that room... Samrat and Gunjan...
They were sitting together that day, holding hand in hand... And today a vast distance lied between them...
That day he had said it out loudly that only he has every right over her... And today she had raised question about his so-called rights...
Why this had to happen with her, with him, with them?? Those days are now just mere memories...
She was standing only few hands away wiping her tears harshly, tired of shedding them...
He was standing there few hands away from her watching her every action with a sombre mood...
And this distance between them he was so willing to cover up... But he knows that he had lost all his rights on her over years... Its just a matter of two weeks and Ranvijay will have every right over her...
Ranvijay and Gunjan??
He had always secretly hated Ranvijay whenever he was anywhere near Gunjan... And now she was getting married to him?? He would possess her??
The thought itself stirred his suppressed rage once again taking control over his mind...
A loud thundering sound of broken glasses made Gunjan shuddered and jumped onto her feet with a huge gasp... Just a second it took her to find out the source of the noise...
"Samrat!!" She cried out...
Blood was oozing out of his right hand and pieces of glasses from the broken window pane were scattered everywhere...
"Have you gone nuts??" Gunjan took his hand to check but Samrat immediately pulled back...
"Save it for your fianc" Came a curt reply...
Gunjan shook her head annoyingly and went for the first aid box...
"Still the same"... She murmured... How can he still be so mad seeing her with Ranvijay?? How can react the same way even now when her wadding was already fixed with Ranvijay...
Memories from the past flashed in her mind...
-Flashback-
Seven years Gunjan was riding her little pink bicycle heading towards Samrat's house... He would be waiting for her... They had planned to go to the toy store to buy a new guitar and piano...
But she was running late today, courtesy their new neighbour friend Ranvijay... He had recently arrived at Darjeeling with his parents and had joint the same school...
And today they had been invited in their house at tea; by her mother... And while the elders were busy chatting, Gunjan and Dia were asked to play with Ranvijay...
Gunjan was one hour late when she parked her bicycle at the backyard of Shergill Mansion... And as expected Samrat was sitting on the stairs of his tree house, anger written all over his face...
Even the cutest sorry from Gunjan failed to mellow him...
"Go and play with that Ranvijay" He grumbled and hurried down the stairs to avoid talking to her...
And in the process stumbled at the bottom stair and fell flat on the ground...
-End-
Taking out the first aid box Gunjan drew him by the other hand forcibly making him sit on the bed and started to clean his wound...
"Still the same" Samrat said in his mind watching Gunjan fussing over him even after so many years... For a moment the cold distance between them seemed to melt down...
A soft smile played in his mind remembering of very similar memories they had once shared together...
-Flashback-
Eight years Samrat was sitting on the stairs of his tree house, waiting impatiently for his best friends arrival... It was Sunday evening and they had planned to go to the toy store to buy a new guitar and piano...
Ten minutes passed... Twenty minutes passed, but no sign of Gunjan...
And finally after waiting for half an hour and another ten minutes annoying his Mum to call at Dhara aunties place he had find out about the new boy Ranvijay being at Gunjans house playing with them...
It was already late when she finally arrived... Their plan of going to the toy store was all spoiled...
"Sorry" She said for being late but he had turned her down with his anger...
"Go and play with that Ranvijay" He grumbled and hurried down the stairs to avoid talking to her...
And in the process stumbled at the bottom stair and fell flat on the ground...
Gunjan had immediately shut her eyes tightly in fears... She knew Samrat was angry with her... He fell on the ground because of her!! He was hurt because of her!! His hands, his forehead got scratches and were bleeding because of her!!
Drops of tears rolled down her rosy cheeks which Samrat hadnt missed... She was scared!!
"Don't cry like a little girl, I'm fine" Samrat assured her while putting some ointment on his hand...
"You have got hurt" Gunjan replied breathing heavily trying to stop her tears...
"Big guys dont get hurt" Samrat replied back with a smile trying to cheer his best friend... And it worked, her lost smile spread slowly on her lips once again...
"But it is paining right??" Gunjan asked once again being curious...
"Just a little" Samrat agreed...
Gunjan stood on her tip-toe and kissed on the wounds on Samrat's forehead...
"Mumma always kisses me whenever I get hurt... She says love always heal pain" Gunjan reasoned innocently...
"Really??" Samrat asked being surprised and brought his wounded hand before Gunjan...
-End-
Samrat observed Gunjan keenly while she was busy dressing his hand... Some strands of hairs were covering one side of her face but she was oblivious to them... Her mind completely focussed on what she was doing...
Samrats left hand rose by itself to tuck them behind her ears...
"It's done" Gunjan said completing with the dressing on his wounded hand...
"It's hurting" Samrat said, his face twitched with pain...
"I will get some painkiller for you" Gunjan stood up getting worried but she was soon pulled back by Samrat...
"Since when did painkillers start healing wounds?? I thought only love can heal pain"
He said that!!
His hand gripped on Gunjans slender wrist...
His lips had a faint playful smile at their corner...
His eyes travelled slowly from her eyes to her lips...
"Samrat!!" Gunjan trembled...
"Yes Chashmish" His voice whispered near her ear...
"We are not kids anymore" She tried to reasoned...
"You are right Chashmish, we are not kids anymore" His free hand raised to pull back her hairs to one side...
Shutting her eyes Gunjan felt a feathery kiss on her forehead... Her heartbeat raced at a fast pace and it gradually went on increasing in anticipation with every kisses Samrat placed on her temple, her cheeks, down her ear lobes, her neck and finally at her nape...
"Samrat please" Gunjan could not take anymore and moved away from Samrat..."This is wrong, this shouldn't have happened"...
"Chashmish!!"
"I'm surprised you still remember that name Samrat" She said... "But I'm getting married to Ranvijay and I am no longer your Chashmish"...
Gunjan supported herself holding the door... She was shivering and her feet felt too weak to hold on her body weights... She had to compose herself... She had to remain firm and strong... For herself, for Samrat, for Ira aunty and for Ranvijay...
She had no one else but her Ira aunty when she had lost almost everything... Her aunty had let go of her only son Samrat to support her... And now she needed her, her Ira aunty wants her to marry Ranvijay and get settled...
And so will she do... She had promised her Mum to be strong and she will have to be strong... She will have to move away from Samrat and let him have a new life; free from her...
Just like she had wished on her birthday... Her minds remembered the wishes that she had wanted for Samrat...
"I really wish someday he found peace in his life... I wish he found someone who will love him unconditionally... And I really wish to go far away from him someday so that he may find peace"...
This was the time, she realized... Her wishes were half granted... And she had to move on... Opening the door Gunjan stepped out to leave the room...
"You didn't answer me last night" Samrat asked from behind before she could leave the room... "Your nightmares about Candy!! What is it all about??"
Gunjan halted hearing Samrat...
"They are not just nightmares, they are memories... Memories that are related with her... Memories of those times that we spent together... Memories of having fun together... Memories of new places we explored... And memories of the night we got separated... And all these memories haunt me, they keep telling me that I should not have followed her, that I should have stopped her"...
"What are you saying Gunjan??" Samrat asked worriedly...
"Every night when I see her, Dia asks me to come with her"...
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Originally posted by: PRIYA_luvs_MS
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Originally posted by: PRIYA_luvs_MS
haan chudail SRG..sab chudail rat ko hi update karte hain 🤣 thanks for d update 🤗
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