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Fangirl part 13
A/N- Hi all Harshita here I am back with the update
Thanks a lot for the beautiful response on the Last update n vm. It was my first vm hope u all had liked it.
Here is the next update. N pls buddies I have a request to u all that pls be a bit descriptive if u have some time. There must be one or the other scene which have caught ur attention or u have liked or disliked it. Pls do mention it. Not that I want u to type tooo long comments but still instead of a monosyllabic reply just add a few more words n reply. It gets helpful for me to know ur views that way other wise when u say "nice" or something like that Idk what was nice among the 14 pages long update.
This is my only request. Because if I will know what u actually liked n what u didn't then only I will be able to work upon it. Do criticise if u don't like anything. I assure I will accept all possible changes without any harsh words.
So here I start with the next part hope u all will consider this small request of mine.
~Sweet n Sour ~
Sujata PoV
I am here sitting in the hall with everyone . We just had a discussion about the wedding . The idea seems very pretty. Sanskaar had asked laksh he wants to talk with us. I wonder what it is. Laksh was r8, now I should actually give him a chance. Sanskaar needs a Chance to prove that he is happy n I have to come out of my zone of calculating happiness.
Was Laksh r8, is Sanskaar really happy, I am just giving him a chance without saying a word n smiling with him. Laksh says it works,u will actually see his happiness this way. I too want to see my son happy. I am not yet satisfied with all or infact any of his decisions but have decided to be with him atleast once. How can a mother be happy when his son who could be a great actor is working as a nanotechnologist. Even though I feel proud at him yet not satisfied with the earnings, Ram said money won't bring him any happiness but my support will. I being a mother if my support brings happiness then I will do so even if I am not 100% satisfied.
The whole week after that incident he didn't call me, he didn't talk he wasn't interested in seeing my face, what can hurt a mother more. I had cried for the whole week to listen to his voice but couldn't, thanks to swara for the support.
Just now also he is sitting on the swing in the balcony. Her head resting on his shoulder, his hand is encircled around her waist. They had been talking since an hour. Laughing gigling chatting. I can actually feel him happy. I can see the content in his eyes. The satisfaction. May be even if he is now cold to me, silent towards me, yet his eyes show the satisfaction of our support, our presence, giving me a small hope to get him back. Get my sanskaar back who used to talk to me, share things. I know it's my fault my harsh words, my ignorance changed his attitude towards me but honestly I miss him now. I miss him so much.
But I won't force him to forgive me. If I deserve any of the forgiveness may be in the future I might seek it. But not now.
We soon left, I could see glow of his eyes fading away as we departed from there. His eyes were going back to her . His fiance Swara her eyes too reflected her longing for him. We soon left. The doors of the apparement closed n we started our journey down stairs. I could see us cheeks turning pink, he is being continuously teased by laksh aditi ashish n ragini. He seems tongue tied infront of these 4, poor guy no one to resque even ram is laughing along with others. N here I am helpless. I don't want to speak in b/w spoiling the moment n hence I walk behind them just smiling at this beautiful sight.
We left for our mansion. He says he wants to talk to us n hence he is too coming.
After a 15 minutes wait he is there descending down stairs for meeting us. He is alone probably the delay is because of dropping them back.
We had a small chat. Ram asked about the expenses when he clearly stated he will be taking care of them all by himself. We insisted but he kept on denying , weshifted from a chat to a discussion about what to do,whom to call how to manage. This time we have to get leaves from our work for the time period. The dates for wedding are decided 11th November .
Just a month later. N so many things to be done. We offered a helping hand n he had atleast accepted that.
Soon his phone buzzed n he left.
We could hear him talk to his friend ashish about the renovation of the house. Idk will he come here at our place even once or not but still I want to decorate the mansion. It should welcome the greatest event in my son's life.
Sujata POV-ends
@sanskaar's apartment
Sa- ash chal Bhai shuru hoja
Ash- yo
They both r standing in their shots in front of the store room . Two plastic bags tied around their heads. Gloves covering their hands. One stands with a broom stick n other with a big long brush. Few metres from the door of the store room is kept a bucket full of water with a wipper dipped in it.
Ash- sanskaar
Sa- bol
Ash- jabse ghar liya u didn't even once clean the store room
Sa- (wide grin) nooo...
Ashish hits him with the broom.
Ash- come u idiot.
Sa- okay okay..
They both enter for a battle against loads if dust, scattered things, a bunch of old news papers.
After an hour
Sa- ashish see what I got.
Ash- (irritated) what any thing like treasure or u git a brick of gold.
Sa- no no see I got my lost pen drive.
Ash- wow u should be given a noble price for reaching it..
Sa- really
Ash- shut up ... Just stop distracting me n work properly.
Sa- okay
Sanskaar POV-
AAhhh... Finally the long tiring day ends. We cleaned the whole house. It now glitters like gold. But this happiness is shirt lived from tommorow painters are coming. For the next week I have to bear horrible smell of paints. N then the next week of wood polish. Yeah u r r8 even though my furniture is new . I bought it just an year back. But I want to change the doors n Windows.
Me n ashish just sat on the sofa removing the irritating plastic bags. Ahh.. thanks heaven we wore them or our heads would have been filled with dirt n dust.
We left a deep sigh but as if this wasn't enough. The call Bell rang. I looked at ash who glared at me back again.
Before I could say he spoke up
Ash- go n open the door it must be the person fir the measurements of the curtains.
I nodded
This gave me a charge, yes y not now I will be going with swara tomorrow to choose the cloth for the new curtains. N yes tommorow i will call her here n we will discuss the colours for the walls. After all uska bhi ghat h Na...
Next Day-
Shiiitt... Yyy... I shouted mentally as I saw swara with her baba n Maa..
I know it's asanskari but still yrr. Bande ko romance ka muka kab milega. Uff her Maa n papa sat Along with us as we decided the curtains and paints etc. As if this wasn't enough. Entered Neha.. wow. Most welcome. I feel like crying. I was expecting a kiss atleast n now we can't even sit together Neha is in b/w us n discussing the plans.
But must say her choice is so good. She is really good at this. Hmm okay I love swara but here Neha my sali ji deserves appreciation.
A week later-
Swara POV-
The days have been so tiring. I have to go to office daily n then come home here to the outskirts n then u know the whole house is being cleaned up. It is being painted again. Furnitures are polished again. N on top of that dida she keeps on her cooking classes. B7t okay last time sanskaar sir came n he saw me struggling with dida.
Fb--
Sanskaar enters with few things to given to swara which she have forgotten in the office. He saw dida scolding swara.
Dida- (shoru make it round.. ammm.. Han round like an orbital)
Sw-(dida it's fine it's round enough)
Dida-( n let me taste the dal. Yesterday u burnt jeera)
Sw- (But not today . I am sure I made it very nice )
She tastes the dal
Dida- (nice n keep it up tomorrow I will teach u sweets)
Sw- [almost crying] ( Dida nahi Na.. I am tired babaa week u tested if I could make dal sabzi etc etc . Or not n now sweets)
Sa- (dida y r u torturing my love , let it be Na )
Dida- (Aree then who will cook)
Sa- (I will dida, I want a wife n not a maid .. don't torture my shona)
Dida- (huh don't teach me I know u boys fter 5 years it will be a cause of fight b/w u )
He w shocked
Sa-(nope dida , my mom also don't know to cook but mom dad never fight)
Sw- love you...
She pulled his checks with hands soaked in floor..
Sa- (wese Swara if u will cook for me with loads.of love n I will help u na, then it will be thw best feeling)
With that he left.
Fb ends------
Well just these words he n I together cooking n enjoying the best moments truly even if I hate working in the kitchen I can do it all my life with him.
N this makes me glued here learning things from dida n ma without fussing.
Ahh tomorrow we will be going out for shopping with his family n my family together.
Shadi ki shopping u know...
3 days later-
Laksh POV-
Uthale uthale re baba .. is it my house since 2 weeks I am tortured with the smell of paints n polishes n yes the deep cleaning process. Not only here In our mansion but also in Sanskaar's apartment n swara's place as well. N this stuff oh god but finally finally tommorow is the last day for this. I am now leaving for bhai's place because there work is winded up 3 days back. N today I got a news of the winding up from her place.
I reached the apparement n entered when I saw another mess..
L- what is this Bhai.
Sa- yrr curtains lagwa raha hoon.
It is 9 pm yet Bhai is busy. Uff .. but honestly I am liking this apartment a lot it is beautiful. More than it was before. The new paint. The polsihed furniture n more the ever before clean n neat house.
Hmm soon Bhai showed me the new windows n doors. Must say these glass windows look just perfect. The new racks he installed in the kitchen. The cupboards that are so cleanly set. Superb.
We kept all the things from our shopping in the story. Oh must say Bhai had made his godown heavenly clean. It used to be a mess.
Well I am selfish . I came here because I want to sleep away from the polish smell. Ragini oh she is smart she fleed to Swara's place saying she wants to be at the her place helping her before hand, ahh she left me all alone in the stinking mess.
2 days later-
Sanskaar POV-
Yuhoo
Finally finally all work done n now I am packing my bags. Yes we r leaving for some where special for our wedding.
God I am so excited.
Swara POV-
Iam sleepless But can't help it we r soon leaving n the wedding rituals will also begin . Yes yes... I am fully excited...
Work work work
It feels as if I am notre bride but the maid. Uff well I am today finally done with my last of ore wedding parlour session. N trust me it's hell tiring. N see this long bunch of bags. We r going dad I s explaning several thousand things to the person who will stay in the house.till we come back .
Hmm okay not we they will come back n I will go forever. I will leave them.
This breaks my heart. Leaving everyone is it possible.
My eyes filled with tears. I looked around the house is fully decorated. All are happy but what will happen after I leave.
This thought was quite saddening.
My face turned pale at this...
I think mom n dida knew what I was thinking. I embraced them. She assured that sanskaar sir will keep me happy. But still it is heart breaking to say a good bye to u mom n dad ur family. Who had taken care of u for so long.
Dida said I should be happy n not cry. But u know this sudden feeling it hurts. Even though I am soo happy I still feel sad.
Dida Neha n Hari Bhai r now
On their fullest potential n teasing me like hell
All my tears faded with them.
Hari- oho I won't cry or wait I will my condolences is with jiju who is taking this troubling fangirl with him.
Neha- r8 . U don't worry swara ur stuffs me.n Hari we will divide it.
Dida- Han toh .. ghar mein Shanti hogi. No one will eat our heads with her Dream land talks ..
Neha- r8 dida..
Hari - (he mimicked me)- haye... Sharuk .. muaah.. , aweee... Shadid ..., Varun Dhawan... Omg I am dead he is soo hot...
I turned red...
In embarrassment..
Sw- Hari Bhai u ... U r very bad..
I started beating him with the pillow n then hugged all three of them.. what all happens. Ifs true I will miss them.
I rested my head on dida's lap n chatted for long untill I slept there.
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