Nonsense! Yeah. That's what I have written. This OS is pure crap so please read at your own risk xP Had hoped for it to be mast but I guess my brain isn't working xP This is dedicated to...Ananya(ARandKJfan). Ananya, this crap is to show you that there are way worse writers :P Also dedicated to Paridhi(Gujjupari). Pari di...This OS hasn't turned out to be what I had expected it to be :P SO please don't have high expectations xP Baaki..Readers..Enjoy karo yaa hate karo, chappal, tamaatar, sadda hue kele, yaaha allowed nahi hai!
Randhir locked himself up in his room. He tore open his shirt and started doing Push-Ups. A date with his punching bag, or a dinner with Push-ups is what made him calm down...atleast most of the times. But right now, he felt anything but calm. He wasn't exactly angry...if he'd been angry, he'd have just gone out for a Smooching Session with his punch bag, only, his lips would be replaced by his fists, smooching the punching bag! He was just plain upset now. He was hurt, irritated and felt guilty about what had just happened.
*FlashBack*
Twenty minutes before
Randhir sat alone on the bench, on an empty corridor of the college. His eyes hurt. He'd not slept the entire night, thanks to that Farzi's suggestion and his parent's fight. Yes. He had finally made up his mind and agreed to Sanyukta's advice. He'd bought a beautiful bouquet of flowers and gone to 'THE house'' . 'THE house'', being the house of his childhood...the house where he'd spent only the early years of his childhood with his father and mother before his mother left the house, never to be seen again...until the YSA competition. He'd been all set to meet his mother, when he heard THEM. His so called mother and father. He always spited his mother but now that he thought about it, his dad, had never fulfilled his duties as a father, either. The scene kept replaying in his mind. The words rang in his head all over again.
'Hahaha! Tumhe kya lagta hai, mera Randhir aayega? Arre kabhi nahi aayega voh tujh jaisi aurat se milne'', Randhir's dad screamed, with a bottle of alcohol in his hand.
'Aayega voh, kyunki voh mera beta bhi hai!'', Renuka replied, her voice equally raised.
'Arre kahaa gayi thi tumhaari yeh mamtaa jab tum usse chodke chali gayi thi?'', Harsh replied, laughing wickedly.
'Mai usse chodna nahi chahti thi! Aur tum kaun hote ho yeh savaal poochne vale? Raat ko kaun sharaab ki nashe mein aakar ghar pe beta ke saamne tamasha khada karta tha? Dekho. Randhir mera beta tha, hai aur rahega. Voh marte dum tak mere saath rahega!'', Renuka screamed, tears falling from her eyes now.
Randhir brought down his clenched fists onto the bench, punching it hard.
'Damn them. Bachpan mein bhi mere saamne hi jhagadte rehte the, binaa koi pyaarke aur ab bhi. Sachaai toh yahi hai ki dono mein se koi bhi mujhse pyaar nahi karta. Ek sharaab se pyaar karta hai toh dusri apne kaam aur paiso se.'' Randhir thought, frustrated.
Just then, Sanyukta came along the corridor and seeing him, decided to talk to him. She sat beside him.
'Randhir, tum gaye the naa apni mom ke paas? Thank you so much Randhir. Mai jaanti hu tumhe bahut acha laga hoga. Dekho Randhir, mai nahi jaanti kya problems hai tum aur tumhaari mom ke beech mein par mai yeh jaanti hu ki maa-baap job hi karte hai, bachcho ke bhale ke liye karte hai. Ab dekho na, meri mom mujhse bahut pyaar karti hai isiliye humesha daatti hai jab mai khaana nahi khaati, theek se soti nahi hu ya koi badi galti karti hu. Papa bhi bhale hi mujhe ek ladke se kum samjhe, par mujhse bahut pyaar karte hai. Aur vese bhi Randhir, I know ki tumhaare mom aur tumhaare beech mein, sab kuch theek nahi hai par yeh bhi toh yaad rakhna chahiye naa tumhe, ki maa vahi aurat hai jisne tumhe bachpan mein chalna sikhaaya, khaana khaana sikhaaya, bolna sikhaya, tumhaari har kaamiyaabi pe sabka muh meetha kiya aur...aah!Randhir!'', Sanyukta spoke before abruptly being pulled off the bench by Randhir.
Randhir had been controlling his temper but the last line---the last line---just provoked he volcano brewing up inside him, to erupt. He pulled Sanyukta off the bench. He held her arms roughly and shook her violently.
'Just shut up! Apne kaam se kaam kyun nahi rakhti? Kyun bola tha mujhe udhar jaane ke liye? Kyun mere personal life se baahaar nahi reh sakti! Sabki life tumhaari pretty perfect fairy tale life jaisi nahi hoti! Aur naahi saare maa baap, tumhaare parents jaise hoti hai! Get it you bloody Farzi!!'', Randhir screamed, at the top of his voice, before stomping away, leaving behind a baffled Sanyukta.
*FlashBack Ends*
Randhir stood up and slammed his fist onto the wall, yes"the wall, for the millionth time. He knew he shouldn't have hurt her. She didn't even know about him or his past. But then she didn't have to interfere always, did she? He strode into the washroom and splashed some cold water on his face.
--------Sanyukta's Room-----------
'Shit Sanyukta! You shouldn't have done that! Kya zaroorat thi badi hoshiyaari dikhaakar uss MCP ki help karne ki? Voh bhi jab tumhe uske past ya even present, for that matter, ke bare mein pata nahi tha! Damn you! Uski madad karne ke chakkar mein usse ek aur baar hurt kar diya! Well done Sanyukta Aggarwal. Well done. Apne papa ke problem ko solve karne mein hi apna time use karti toh aur problems apne aap ke liye khada nahi karwaati!! Argh!!'', Sanyukta's mind battled, as she sighed.
She didn't know why but she felt this urge to say 'Sorry'' to him immediately. She knew she had made a mistake and this time she'd really crossed the limit. Damn her!Why did she always have to be poking her nose into his personal matters when her own life has so many problematic matters!
Sanyukta quickly walked towards the boys hostel, ignoring the two tiny creatures sitting on her shoulders and fighting with each other.
'Sanyukta. You should apologise but not now re. Let him calm down.'', the angel on her right shoulder adviced.
'Oh you shutup! Because she listens to your angelic advice and tries to help that guy, she always lands up in trouble. Now let her go and apologise to him and finish off this matter, once and for all!'', the devil on her left shoulder countered back.
'Oh, but you very well know that her apology will only add salt to Randhir's wound and her problems will increase!'', the angel replied, raising her voice a little.
'Yaa, he might but so what? Lets just sit back and watch the Tamaashaa!'', the devil replied before sending an arrow flying in the angel's direction causing her to vanish. The devil then himself vanished as well, cackling away in glee!
--------Randhir's Room----------
Randhir walked out of the washroom, wiping the water droplets off his face, with a small towel. Suddenly he heard a sound from the window of his room and turned his head, only to come face to face with...SANYUKTA AGGARWAL?! It took him a few minutes to register that Sanyukta had actually climbed up the pipe and entered his room---in the boys hostel---at this time of the night. Soon he recovered from his initial shock and immediately anger bubbled up inside him
'How dare you! Boys hostel chali aayi? Kya hua? Lover boy se milna thaa kya? Bad luck Farzi. Voh yaha nahi hai!'', Randhir spat at Sanyukta, his eyes red with anger, but only masking the sadness he felt inside.
'Shutup Randhir! Tumse toh baat karna hi bekaar hai. Dekho. Mai bas tumhe sorry kehne aayi thi. Mujhe tumhaari personal lif emein interfere karke tumhaare liye aur problems khade nahi karne chahiye the. I am sorry!'', Sanyukta said, controlling her anger at being shouted upon at like this.
'Oh you shutup Ms. Sanyukta Aggarwal! Mujhe tumhaari sorry aur tumhaare sympathy ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Just leave right now!'', Randhir screamed.
'Haan Haan jaa rahi hu. Pata nahi mujhe kya ho jaata hai ki mai har baar tumhaare saath apni dushmani ko khatm karne ki sochti hu par nahi! Mai tumhe sorry bolu toh bhi tumhe problem hoti hai! Jaa rahi hu mai aur aaj se mai kabhi tumse baat bhi nahi karungi...personal life mein enter karna toh door ki baat!'', Sanyukta replied, masking the hurt she felt when Randhir screamed at her.
Sanyukta turned and walked towards the door but was stopped as she felt a strong hand, grab her small wrist. She turned around, and glanced at their hands. A small ray of hope found its way to her heart and her eyes glistened, waiting eagerly. They stared into each other's eyes, lost in the turmoil of emotions being shown in them, before Randhir yanked her hand hard, pulling her towards him---Oh no, wait----pulling her towards the... window. She felt herself brush past his body and literally pushed towards the window. The ray of hope that had lit up in her, died as Randhir spoke coldly, 'Mai nahi chahta tum darwaaze se niklo aur log kuch galat sochle mere bare mein. Jahaa se aayi thi, vahi se jaao.''
Sanyukta clutched her bag tightly and turned to climb down the pipe, her eyes threatening to let the tears escape at any moment.
The tears that welled up in Sanyukta's eyes, did not go unnoticed by Randhir. He felt another pang of guilt. He pulled her back by the waist and engulfed her into a warm hug. Randhir didn't know what-how-why it happened, but he embraced her tightly, his arms wrapping themselves around her back, gliding across her silky hair.
Sanyukta smiled softly as she wrapped her arms around Randhir's shoulders. She knew he was hurt and broken. She knew she was his arch enemy and he was her rival, but yet they both needed each other. He had always come to her rescue when she was in trouble. And today, she'd finally attained the chance to return the favour; to help Randhir. She didn't know about his past, about why his mother and he shared such a difficult and hurting relationship but she knew that he'd always been there for her when she needed him----even though she hated to admit that she needed him----and today she was here for him when he needed her. They shared this unexplainable relationship and thus she knew that he would not pour his heart out to her and share about his past---atleast not yet----but now if he'd actually been so broken that he'd embraced her, she knew she had to be here. Even if it was to just fight with him...but she had to be here. She had to be here with him---for him---and she'd be there for him always, just as he'd been there for her, Always And Forever.
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Pure crap right? I told you to ignore it :P But now that you have read it, please grace me with your comments, even if they are negative :P
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