Prologue : The events of this story take place 3 years prior to chapter one (see pg 1 of this threard), so this a prequel to F.F.Mai rahoon ya na rahoon(and would explain durga's absence)...however it can also be read as a single entry...and lastly it is written as spl a dedication to my dear dear friend Palki..on her demand to a Pg version to the above mentioned f.f
PS : please let me know how did u people find it thru ur comments ..as this is my first pg f.f😳( although still not tht level of pg..)...also pls do let me know...ur favorite part/ dialogue of the ff
Meera came back to running to her room...sobbing hard.. she had just confessed her love for Dharamji...and as if something forbidden &surreal...she had to immediately sacrifice too ..her love for dharam was something ...to be worshipped from far...intangible... only to be felt.
Meera: oh god...kyu...kyu har bar mujhe hi pyaar mein harna padta hai...kyu...nahin...(she reasoned with herself)...nahin...meera tu haari nahi hai...tune...dharam ji..jo durga ji ke pati hai by law..wo unko wapas kare hai...but...dharamji ka pyaar...usko wapas nahi kiya...haan unhone bhi kaha tha...wo hamesha sirf mujhe se hi pyaar karenge...aur mein zindagi bhaar...sirf unki puja...durga ji can have the status of wife...but his love would be forever for me...and mine for him..
After a lot of self-counselling ... she was satisfied with her logic...let durga ji be her Rukmani...but only she would get to be his Radha...and any change in that status...she would not accept...bus..no matter how wrong or right one say it is...
Dharam...meanwhile in his room ,..was in introspective mode too..
Dharam : Meera sahi keh rahi hai..pyaar ...pyaar toh azadi k naam hai...pyaar swarthi nahi hota jisme mein hum apne baar mein soche...pyaar jisse karte hain..hume uska kaha manna hota hai...isliye mai bhi..wohi karunga...jo meri meera ki marzi hai...ab usne man bana hi liya hai mujh se door jaane ka...toh abhi kya kar sakte hai...par haan...jaate jaate mein uska kaha zarur pura karunga...ab durga ko uska Haq..aur sthaan mil kar rahe ga...
Next day...
Gaura : aerey..karamjali...manhoos...ek kaam nahi hota tujh se Durga devi... Ye kya hai...kahana..itna teekha bnaanke zarurt nathi...par tu ...su...hawa ...ab chaal dubara bana
Meera and vidhya : baaji,,,aap aise baat nhi kar sakti...
Gaura : ae...tum dono...baat nhi kar sakti... ki chachi...
Dharam: aarey...baa... kya laga rakha hai subh subh..aur kyu daant rhi hoo..iss bechari ko...dekho baa...kitni toh sughad hai wo...aise bahu...haath par diya leke dhoondogi bhi naa...toh bhi nahi milne ki...soory haan vidhya beta..but iss ghar ki no. 1 bahu toh teri maaji hi hai
Vidhya smiles happily at the comment...Durga just blushes red...and gaura..just walks away annoyed...but meera...she was more pissed than Gaura...the comment had stung her heart like a bee.
She also walks away from there... Red with anger and green with envy..she hotly drops down at drawing room sofa...blabbering to herself...and to kill her time..nd divert her mind she picks up a magazine
Meera :... huh "Graha shobha"...oh god...meera...pyaar tujhe kiss mod pe le aya...straight from international business..jeffery archer and Ayn Rand...u r now reduced to this...this..vernacular..home science/ gossip book..aw..poor u...bt kya karein..time toh pass karna hai na...so be it
She starts scanning the index
Meera :" pati ka man kaise lubhaiye... aur sautan se dhayan kaise hataye..guaranteed nuskhe"...W*F...bt wait...on second thought..let me see...
"Nuskha one...Har pati...ke dil ka rasta uske pet se hota hai...hamari iss book ke page 34 ..kuch badi mazedar Gujrati recieps hain...unhe...banaye...aur apne paati ko pyaar se parose..."
Meera : oh god...merko toh...bilkul cooking aati hi nahi...aur ye toh aaj durga ji kaahne ki itni tareef kar rahe the...koi nhi...mein in recieps ko pad kar itni swaad..dish baanogi na...ki Dharam ji ko meri tarref karni hi hogi...
After one hour or so...meera makes something...which looks like 3rd cousin of dhokla...but she is satisfied
Meera : isme Dhokle ki tarah...sponge toh nahi aya...ab kya karu?...par koi nhi...mai inko bolungi...this is innovative dhokla...haan..ye maan bhi jayenge..sahi rahega..
Dharam. : arey tu ye kya layi hai..
Meera: mene aapke liye..Dhokla jaise kuch banaya hai...aap pls try kariye na...
Dharam eats...and nearly chokes on the food...durga come rushing...with glass of water..
Dharam: heyy..ambey tu merko marna chahti thi kya...kya banaya hai ye...acha hai meri biwi aagai yahan time par...Durga jaa mere liye aapne haathon se kuch acha sa baanke le aa...
Meera was highly embarrassed...so she just ran to her room and cried.
Next day was shivratri...Dharam had bought everyone gifts but her...and later..that day..he had asked Durga to sit with him in puja...she was so pissed...that she did tandav..which ended up her slapping gaura..and dharam scolding her...she again ran to her room sobbing...
Vidhya : di..ye sab aap kya kar rahi ho..kal wo dish banana aur aaj ye...aur ye...
Meera : vidhya...wo magazine..(she shows her that particular issue)..isme likha ...tha ..ki...wo
Vidhya : offoo di...ye sab crap aap kabse padne lagi...chddo isse...meri baat mano iss tarah ki magazine are so not your types...bas mind pollute karti hai ye...acha aap rest karo...ami neeche kitchen mein hun
But meera was having doubts...was she losing her place as his Radha...no she wd not let that happen
Durga 1 meera 0...she mentally kept the score
Day 2: Nuskha 2: "Ghar ka environment ache rakhe...jab aapka pati office se aaye toh...ghar mehak raha hona chaiye...and lighting romantic honi chaiye,,isse wo zarur impress honge"
Meera : haan this is my type of thing...decoration and fragrances mein toh mein champ hu...abhi se start kar dete hi
She beautifully decorates the Drawing room with lilies and orchids... she places floating candles everywhere...sprinkles a bit of Lime and rose essence in air.. and she puts some nice jazz music...
Dharam arrives in the hall...and is shocked..but then suddenly starts sneezing heavily..
Meera : kaise laaga aapko...?? Acha hai na...mene na ek home science ki magazine mein pada tha...ki...arey...par ye apko...kya kya hua aapko? Itna sneeze kyu kar rahe hai
Dharam : aarey...ye kya hai kaunsi raddi magazine pad rhi hai tu aajkal..kal kahana ..aaj ye...tu merko sach mein marna chahti hai kya...terko pata nahi..mujhe flowers se allergy hai...aur ye sab scent hai na..ye mere bheje mein dard karte hai..upar se ye kya sangeet laga rakha hai ajeeb sa...?
Durga...o ...durga...ja mere liye chai bana...teri haath ki chai piyunga na toh dard theek ho jayega mera...Aur tu meera sun dobaara wo kachrapatti magazine mat padna...arey padna hai toh wo teri business ki kitaab pad ne...kab se mere cupboard mein padi hai aise hi...
Meera was left there alone...with whatever was left of her pride...
Meera : hadd hai...i am so stupid...how can I think...meri modern dcor and music inko pasand aayega..kuch desi sa hi karna chaaiye tha..mogra chameli laga kar..huh..buzurg kahin ke...
So...now its Durga 2 meera 0
That night...
Meera (listening to old Tragic song in room): Again...see .meera see pyaar tujhe kis mod pe le aya...straight from peppy miley cyrus numbers . to this ...Dil- e-naadan tujhe hua kya hai...?Aakhir iss dard ki wajah kya hai..abh toh gaane bhi mujhe issi tarah ke rote hue ache lagte hai...nahin..isse pehle mein meena kumari ban jaaon hamesha ke liye yaa pagal ho jaon...merko dharamji se baat karni hogi...wo bhi abhi...
MEANWHILE...IN Dharam's room
Dharam (to durga): pata nhi meera ko kya hogaya hai...itna confuse karti rehti hai mujhe...khair tu upar bed pe soja..mai neeche gadde par so jaonga
Durga..who has been a silent observer all this while... knew exactly what had happened to meera and she felt as if she was the source of both Dharam and meera's misery
Suddenly durga's mangalsutra fell from her neck...and went below the bed...
Durga : Dharam ji...mera mangal sutra bed ke neeche chala gaya...aap pls usse nikal ne meri madad kijye na...
Dharam and durga try to shift the bed together...mean while meera who was just outside his door hears some strange noises and comedy of errors happens
Meera : ye kaisi noise hai...jaise koi bed ke saath kushti khel raha ho koi... aur ye itna haanfne ki awaaz kyu aa rahe hai...??
Dharam (Panting heavily) : ab toh khush hai na tu...par ab iss umar mein na...iss tarah ki exercise zyada hoti nahi...haan jawani ke dino ki toh baat hi kucj aur thi...ab toh thoda effort lagana padta hai
Durga(also heavily panting) : haan...mai bhi thak gayi...par aapka bahot aabhaar...jo apne mera liye...ye sab...mai kya bolu
Meera : ohh..god ye sab kya baatein ho rahi hai...hey bhagwaan...kahin ye dono...??
She remembers she had read in that magazine (that dharam had called kachra patti )...that men have physical needs...much stronger than women...and would easily succumb to them...but she had never thot her dharamji would do this
Meera (shouts from outside): how could u dharmji...how cud you...aap toh bas mujhe se pyaar karte the na...i hate you...
She starts running frantically ...blind with tears
Dharam: ye toh meera ki awaaz hai...par wo ro kyu rahi hai...vidhya sharavan bhi yahan nhi...mai dekh ke aata hun...kya baat hai...
He runs after meera...and after a few minutes of running he is able to catch her on the entrance of roof
Dharam: meera ...meri baat sunegi...bataye ge...kya hua ..?? pls kuch toh bol..ro mat
Meera: aapko kya farak padta hai...mai ro ya hansu...jiyo ya maroo...aap jaiye...jaake apni durga ke saath honeymoon maniye ...
Dharam : kya ...arey baba..tune sab galat suna hai...mai tujhe batata hun..mai toh bed shift krke uska mangal sutra bhar nikal rha tha..jo gir gaya tha..arey honey moon toh dur ne..mai toh uppar bed par nhi soota uske pass
Meera : kya...sach..toh aap aaj bhi sirf mujhe se hi pyar karte hai...?? Toh fir wo sab be rukhi...durgaji ki itni tareefein ..wo kya tha??
Dharam : arey aaj kya...kal parso...mene hamesha terko hi pyaar kiya hai..yeh toh pirobalam hai ...!! Aur durga ki tariff..tune hi toh kaha unko maan aur aadar do...wo hi toh kar raha hu...arey...to na ekdam mad che... mad...,mere dimag ka dahi...bana dia hai is chokri ne..!!!
Meera (grinning amidst tears flowing ) : I love you too dharamji...
She hugged him tight ..and whispered in her ears...please kiss me
Dharam : kya...kya..mene sunna nhi...kiss bole toh( meera blushed hard and nodded for a yes) ...aee..dekh tu wo kachrapatti magazine toh nahi pad rahi na firse?
Meera : nai...not because of the magazine...because I want it dahramji pls
Dharam : aagar tune ye pehle kaha hota na meera...tujhe pls kehne ki zarurt nhi padti par...ab...ab ...ye durga ke saath galat hoga meera...aur usse bhi zyada galat hoga jo vachan mene terko diya tha...mai durga,...se kabhi pyaar nhi kar paonga...par tere pyaar ko duniya...bura na khae...tujhe..koi ghar todne waali dusri auraat na kahe...aur haamare pyaar ko koi daag na lage...koi gande naam se naa pukare...isliye mujhe durga ka apnana hoga...ab mein usse apni zindagi se nahi nikal sakta...jabtak wo khud na jaana chahe..
Meera was crying again...she was both proud on dharam..and heartbroken as well...none of them however noticed durga...who was there hidden behind the stair case and heard everything..
That night when dharam finally returned to his room after consoling meera ...he found a letter...by durga...he immediately called meera and they began to read together
Dharam ji...mujhe lagta tha pyaar bandhan hai,,par nahi...pyaar toh mukti hai...aur balidaan hai...mai jaan ti hu aap mujhse kabhi pyaar nhi kar payenge...aur aap dono kabhi ek dusre ke bina khush bhi nahi reh payenge...aur iss saabka paap mere sir aayega...dharamji aap mere kabhi the he nahi...par ye jo chand dino mein aapne mujhe kuch achchi yaadein di hai na,,,mai inke saath poori zindagi guzar loongi...isliye mai jaa rahi hu...shravan ki chinta na karna...mene uske liye bhi ek chitti chdi hai..wo padkar sab samjh jayega...aur mai beech beech mein vidya sravan ko phone karti rahungi,,,,,aap dono hamesha khush rahiye ga...mein pucha karungi,,aap dono ke bare mein
Dharam(after reading) : tera hamesha bohot abhaar rahega mujhe par durga...
Meera who is in tears hugs dharam ...and start sobbing into his chest...dharam silently kisses her head... Then kiss off he tears
Meera was staring into his eyes with her lips partly open...and then as if without a warning...his lips crashes on hers,...closing the distance between them...meera feels herself melting into the sensation...but still ridden with guilt she tries to wriggle and free herself ...
Meera runs towards the door...but dharam is quicker...he entraps her nd he lifts her in one swift motion with a single hand..and closes the door with another...
I love you meera..he says as he places meera on bed..his hot breath fanning her face...and meera felt herself meting again...a strange sensation in her stomach...with that she left all her defensives and left dharam to guide her following his every lead like a pro...
Her last thought before finally going to sleep was..she would want to feel that strange sensation...in her stomach...every night for the rest of her life
The end