bound in love - preeto SS -updated.. - Page 2

The dim light of the moon sprinkled into the room. But d radiance of d moon no longer had any effect on d broken form on d bed. Rajbeer's throat pricked with dryness, but he wouldn't even let the saliva reach down...his blank eyes stared into d nothingness of d darkness in d room...wanting to suffer...suffer more...suffer so much dat d hollow in his life...would get buried underneath...

d door creaked open and a tall lady walked in...throwing rb's face into a state of contortion...his infamous mother now stood near his bed with a glass of water as she pulled d lever to straighten him up...mother & son found each oder's eyes...but while son's eyes spoke years of disgust...d mother's eyes remained shrouded..."Trying to kill yourself of thirst??" her voice barely above a whisper "too brave or too coward to live a life of dependence?" The question caught rajbeer off gaurd and before he could make up a spiteful enough reply... "Just like your father...too scared to live d bitter truth..."

long after she had left...d scoff in her voice leered rajbeer as he looked down upon d limp form dat was now wat was left of his body. d legs dat he had stood tall on in his service to his country...were now of no service to him...his hands clenched into a fist as he was reminded of biji-bauji who had informed him of his marriage to preeto... Preeto...d name forced his eyes open...as dere closing only brought her memories back...she is d reason...d reason my life was once d most beautiful dream i ever had d misfortune to dream of...d reason i had realized dat d organ called heart could hold sooo much passion...a passion soo fierce dat it had burnt itself out in wat seemed an eye blink...ablating every shimmer of light...

"Time takes it all whether you want it to or not, time takes it all. Time bares it away, and in the end there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there again."
? Stephen King

Will rajbeer loose himself in d misery of his helplessness...or will he find wat he had lost...???.

Find out in d next update...

"You love her..." "LOVE??" Rajbeer broke into a dry laugh as his lips uttered dat disgusting word. "there's only one thing I would love right now" he continued as he tried to reach out to d glass...without d support of his lower body...every movement with d remaining functional limbs of his was a struggle...His fidgeting made his dad turn around...and a man with soft features but a tired face made his way quickly towards Rajbeer...

As he helped Rajbeer with the glass his eyes flickered all over him...& he wondered how despite even after years of distance between them, his son had inherited his fate... "That is to be left alone" finished Rajbeer catching d sad eyes of his father.

NA stormed around furiously. How she hated d dhillons'.d huge family hadn't allowed her even one moment in solitude with preeto' PREETO'she muttered in anger as she was reminded of her daughter's tearful face when she had announced her decision to go back to London'..not being able to see her childhood love lost forever. "I have to do something" and with that resolve she dialled Preeto's number'.not answering''..tried again'..not answering''.as she punched d redial option NA's was fuming like a volcano which burst as soon as the phone was answered' "Your marriage will bring an unpleasant demise to dhruv & Ishu's marital life'& don't you think this is an empty threat'.Today itself you will get a glimpse of how your sister's love and life will be torn away'slowly'..& painfully'"

His dupatta finally adorned her'.preeto's kohl lined eyes looked up at her own reflection in awe'of how a moment soo anticipated can suddenly become a moment sooo dreaded'.Rajbeer had bluntly refused for a traditional wedding and it was just to be the plain process of a formal registration'.her bangles jingled and her dangling earring tinkled against her shivering body'. "dar mat" Ishu's calm voice floated across to her'her sister adorned in a shimmering pink saree walked upto her and laid her soft soothing grasp on preeto's shoulders'& preeto without being able to take it anymore'broke down'.as Ishu wiped d tears trickling down her arms in which now preeto's head rested'she said' "Dusro ke gum aur dusro ki khushiya'.dono tere bus mein nahi'" Her palms slipped beneath preeto's chin as she kneeled beside her darling little sister'.and kissed her forehead'

"Dhruv please don't be angry. You know how Ishu always gives more importance to her family. We always rank second. Please Dhruv. Beta are you listening? Please say something" "How mom? You are just not letting me speak." said a very exasperated Dhruv to his even more irate mother, who was stumped on d calm countenance of her son. "Mom, ishu had discussed dis and we decided its best dat I stay back with Simran while she stays with Preeto. They both are very dear to us." NA returned her son's smile but her insides squirmed at herself over her defeat... "I will make your life a living hell Preeto" and NA turned to leave for the wedding.

The hounds of spring were on winter's traces and an unusually clammy and grey spring morning greeted rajbeer and preeto's wedding day. D Dhillon house had seen d mehindi and sangeet clubbed the previous day in which everyone had tried to make up for all d lack of revelry of d wedding today. Preeto wadded out of her bed of 23 years and looked at d gothic, silent sight of a tree through her dewy window pane. Was it her imagination or was that tree actually laughing with all its dark tongue like branches spreading gloom underneath them. The same way as her life was edging towards the freedom of d darkened alleys of abandoned love... where she will be casted into a storm-smudged sky of failing & falling'her choice.

"The summer sunshine is unlikely to reappear anytime soon with windy and unsettled conditions for most of the forthcoming week." A weather reporter was blubbering on Rajbeer's tv set, unknown to the scheming of nature. A premonition of loss. The loss of all hope. A hope that had reared its hopeful head in Rajbeer's heart wen d sunshine of preeto's love had first touched it. But today as rajbeer turned his face away from d meagre sunlight spilling from his window to stare reproachfully at d two wheels which now trampled his life...he knew that no longer will dere b any light to do away d shadows of his heart...or any ripples of rain to fill d void of his life with. It would be windy and stormy from now on.

A pair of steely eyes basked in d sunlight and murmured a silent prayer that d storm in her son's life may finally see d calm... Somewhere else another mother folded her hands in front of her babaji praying for her daughter's spirit to bear and hope...hope dat life...just like an impossible blueprint of a storm...would slowly open up all d hidden vaults...