I was watching all the video's and my mood got so melacony that I decided to write something. Bear with meš I thought it will help with our depression on how the Sagars are butchering the beautiful love stories. (Damn you Sagars!š”) I will keep editting this post to add the continued storyš
Part I
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It's been 2 long depressing weeks since Prithvi and Sanyo's fight and their breakup. Sanyo is at the Asharam doing nothingš
A Sainik comes and speaks to Maya Maa. Maya Maa looks happy and walks towards Sanyo. Sanyo glances up.
Maya Maa: Rajkumari Sanyogita. Aapse milne aapki Dadimaa aayi hain.
Sanyo looks worried and happy.
Dadimaa comes in. She chats awhile with Maya Maa and walks towards Sanyo.
Dadimaa opens her arms: Sanyogita?
Sanyo rushes in her arms and cries(as usual): Dadimaa, humme aapki bohot yaad aa rahi thi.
Dadimaa leans back and wipes the tears of Sanyo's face: Toh aapne yaha aane ki zid kyun ki?
Sanyo lowers her lashes(hehehe, reminded me of lashy di lol)
Dadimaa: Chaliye. Hum aapko kahi le jaane aaye hain. .
Sanyogita: Kaha jaa rahe hain hum? Kannauj?
Dadimaa: Nahi Kannauj nahi. Wo sab batane ka waqt nahi hain. Chaliye, kisiki zindagi aur maut ki baat hain.
Sanyo looks tensed but takes leave from Maya maa and leaves with her Dadi and Vaishali.
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After some hours...(because I am not Sagarsš to show them reaching their destination in 5 minutes)
Sanyo peeks from her palki and freezes. "Palki roko!" She shouts. She runs towards her Dadimaa's palki and demands, "Hum Delhi kya kar rahe hain? Ye toh Delhi ka Mahal hain Dadimaa." She looks near tears (Again. I swear her eyes are fountain)
Dadimaa frowns and climbs out of the palki. "Sanyogita, Humare pitajine hume sandesh bheja tha ki Prithvi bohot buri tarahse zakhmi ho gaya hain kisi hamle mein. Woh aapko behoshi ke haalat mein yaad kar raha hain."
The news silences Sanyo and she looks worried.
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Part II
Sanyogita and Dadimaa enter the Rajmahal. They see Anangpal and Prithvi's friends talking with a very serious expression. The sound of payal warns them of their arrival.
Anangpal smiles gravely, then glances at Sanyo and nods at Arjun, Pundir, Chand and Sanjam pointedly. Pundir nods back and walks towards her. "Chalo," he says simply.
Pundir takes the lead and Sanyogita and the others follow him. They reach Prithvi's bedchamber. Sanyo sits besides Prithvi and touches his hand lightly. "Sanyogita?" He whispers.
"Haan. Hum hain. Apni aakhen kholo Prithvi," Sanyo says, her voice choked with tears.
Prithvi grabs her hand tightly and mutters her name again.
"Prithvi, apni aakhen kholo. Dekho Sanyogita tumhare paas hain," Arjun said. But Prithvi keeps muttering her name desperately, clutching her hand almost painfully.
Sanyogita winces but she uses her other hand to smooth the hair on his forehead lovingly. Prithvi calms due to her touch on his forehead but her hand is still clutched tightly in his. It was almost as if he were afraid she would vanish if he didn't hold her tight enough.
Pundir, Sanjam, Arjun and Chand exchange glances and watch as Sanyogita keeps stroking his head and reassuring him that she was with him.
An hour passes. "Pani...." Prithvi mutters. Sanyogita tries to free her hand from his grip but is unsuccessful. Desperately, she glances about but his friends had left the room almost half an hour ago after observing that Prithvi wasn't inclined on letting Sangita go anywhere.
"Pani....." He groans again. "Prithvi..." She says brokenly removing her hand from his grip forcefully. She gets up and walks towards the table with the jar of water and pours some in the glass.
"Sanyogita...Sanyogita...." Prithvi's hand was seeking hers on the bed desperately. "Sanyogita..Sanyogita.." His whispers were turning into shouts.
"Shhh..hum yahi hain. Lo, thoda pani pi lo." She pulls him slightly forward to brace him on the pillows behind him. Stroking his forehead she watched him sip the water.
Calm once again, Prithvi falls in a fitful sleep.
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Part III
"Sanyogita. Kuch der aaram kar lijiye. Hum Prithvi ke paas bethte hain," Dadimaa said shaking her awake. Her hand was still clutched in Prithvi's hand but he was sleeping peacefully now and so his grip wasn't as tight.
Sanyogita nodded and gently removed her hand. Prithvi frowned in his sleep but didn't wake up.
Instead of leaving the room Sanyogita strode towards the window and glanced at the pink-blue sky. Dawn was breaking and she was dead tired, but for some reason she didn't want to leave the room. To tell the truth, she didn't want to leave Prithvi alone.
Sanyogita sighed wearily and rubbed her arms. "Hum kyun......" She broke off and some tears slipped out.
Dadimaa reassuringly placed her hand on Sanyo's shoulder. "Pyar mein aisa hota hain Sanyogita. Aap Prithvi se pyaar karti hain na?"
Sanyo nods hesitantly.
"Pyaar kabhi adhura nahi hota, Sanyogita. Ya toh wo pura hota hain ya..."
"Par Prithvi ne pitaji ko maarne ki koshish ki," Sanyo whispered brokenly.
Dadimaa pursed her lips and studied the sky. "Kya aapko Prithvi pe vishwas nahi hain?" She asked simply.
"Haan vishwas tha par..."
"Sanyogita...kya aapka dil manta hain ki Prithvi aisa kar sakta hain?"
Puzzled, Sanyogita shook her head. "Par..."
Dadimaa gave a weary sigh and pulled back from Sanyogita. "Humme, ye angoothi Jaichand ke kaksh se mili." She shows the sun shaped purple ring that Jaichand and Jaimal had stole from Prithvi.
Sanyo gasped and reached for it. "Ye toh..Prithvi ki angoothi hain." She whispered disbelievingly.
Dadimaa nodded sadly. "Singhasan ka lalaj Prithvi ko nahi. Jaichand ko tha." She leaves the room after caressing Sanyo's cheeks.
Shocked, Sanyo studies Prithvi and than glances at the ring. "Tumne humme dhoka nahi diya Prithvi." Her heart bursting with love, hope and trust, she breaks down and cries
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Makes me feel a bit betterš