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Hey guys,
I am Ankita or you can call me Vq/ Anky whatever you like😛
This is my first post in this forum😃
This was actually a birthday gift for Leki amd she told me to post this in forum and I am doing so because of her. She was the first one to tell me about SwaSan and I fell for them too. Even though I don't watch the show regularly she keeps me updated of everything that happens 😆, as well as this is my first story on Swasan too. I hope you guys will excuse me for any error.
And thank you so much Riya Sarkar for helping me through this 😆 without you I would have never edited that post in that thread😆 you showed me the way for a happy ending ❤️ but sorry I couldn't complete your wish of * you know what*😆🤣
You forgot a promise love
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"stop this marriage", the harsh impatience voice echoed in the neatly decorated marriage hall as the people gathered there for the ceremony stared at the source of the voice wide-eyed. The voice which stopped the groom filling his brides forehead with the holy vermilion.
Clad in a heavily embroidered maroon saree and jewellery's embodied in all the right places she stared at the person agape. The man who flooded her nightmares with brutal memories, whose name was enough to make her heart sink, whose touch as prickly as it burned her skin.
" you still bear my name Swara Sanskaar Maheshwari and are still married to me", his stern voice again rang in her head and she realised he was actually there calling off her marriage with most innocent person she have ever came across. Her best friend Sahil. Who saved her from the river, took care of her. Became her strength when nobody was there with her. Who was he to her? Just an unknown! But he still was there with her. Who saved her life.
Swara saw Sahil, her would be husband looking at Sanskaar Maheshwari with murderous rage. "when you couldn't do anything you came up with this now, she doesn't remember your marriage nor do she remember anything that happened between you Sanskaar, and the most important she doesn't consider you as her husband"! He spat.
" remember or not, she's my wife and she cannot marry you and will not"! Sanskaar said, his forms stiff , trying to maintain his calm composure. Just seeing her with that bas***d made his heart limp with anguish, and an uncontrollable rage that could deflate anything. How could she take this step, how could she just go around marrying someone else while she's still married to him. Dread filled his mind when he first heard this from Lakshya ,his brother, who informed him that she's getting married to that monster.
Two police officers rushed inside and stood beside Sanskaar. By the time nobody noticed him holding a file in his hand which his forwarded to the officers. Both the officers scanned those papers with and looked at Sahil.
"You cannot marry Miss Swara as she's still married to Mr. Maheshwari, its illegal and she can be arrested for marrying you"! The officer said. Soon the crowd gathered there started to disperse, only remaining few ones were Sahils family members, lakshya and Ragini.
Deliberated tears rolled down her eyes as she took tumbling steps towards Sanskaar. "Why can't you leave me alone Sanskaar? Every time , every moment you cause me insurmountable pain that makes me difficult to even breath. You scare me Sanskaar. You are a murderer. I do not love you...will never do, you are just a brutal murderer"! Her voice was broken as she helplessly uttered those words. "just let me live like I want..". "please leave me alone"! Bending down, now she was on her knees pleading him to free her from every relation she had with him. Ragini rushed towards her to support her as she cried uncontrollably. And he said nothing, stood there immobile without looking at her.
"Swara, I was telling you not to take such step, he is your husband Swara, you doesn't remember him doesn't change that fact. Both of you were in so much love.. Damn it swara, I am tired of telling you same things over and over again", Ragini was hopeless. She tried to stop the marriage but nothing could stop Swara. Ragini tried countless times to tell her about Sahils' evil plan but she believed in nothing, not a single word against him. For her , he was her saviour and that is the only truth she believed.
At the mean time Sanskaar bent down, held her wrist so tight that she gasped with pain as he brought her to her feet, ordered Lakshya to make the car ready outside. "I will not go with you", she pleaded. Her hopeful eyes darted to Ragini, her sister. Even she turned her face away. In the end she looked at Sahil. His emotions were unreadable or she was in no state to read anyone's emotions. He was just blankly staring into her.
" i am sorry Sahil", she said with a broken voice. And that is when he said, " don't worry Swara, I am always with you, and I will help you out of this situation". Without waiting to see her reaction, Sanskaar lifted her up to his arms holding her tightly, too much to her protest and walked out of the hall. Lakshya was waiting outside of the car. He opened the door and Sanskaar finally landed her on the passenger seat. Ragini followed them outside. Ragini and lakshya both settled in the backseat as Sanskaar drove the car quietly. Nobody spoke a word. The silence continued in the car until Sanskaar made a stop in front of a beautiful bungalow.
" where are we Sanskaar"? Asked Lakshya utterly confused. He stared at massive bungalow, with a touch of modernity mixed with tradition. Somehow it was looking familiar to the Maheshwari mansion.
"Its our home"! He said. Reading the confusion from Lakshya, he added later, " I bought this bungalow some months ago, a gift for Swara". He didn't even bother to see her shocked expression to his statement. Getting out of the car he went to the other side, opened the door and lifted her up again. Her protest was silenced by deathly glare she had never seen on his face.
"take the car Lakshya" he said as he stepped towards the bungalow. Their home. He had a dream to bring her to this house. He had many dreams with this house. He thought one day he'd bring her here, like a bride comes to a new house. To show her what he has achieved with his hard work. To show her how much she meant for his life. How much she is a part of his life. But now, she's sure stepping in this house in a bridal attire but not ready as his bride. The thought pinched him so hard that he suddenly brought her down. Standing in front of the massive door he waited for the caretaker to bring the keys.
As he waited there in silence, she couldn't help but observe him. He was so much different today. Just too stern to even talk, and too furious to bring down a whole army single handed. And then she remembered how he turned her life upside down. She was going to marry Sahil. Her best friend. She thought she will be happy. But no, life always plots something against her and she would be a puppet again. Frustrated with the situation she groaned a little loud, catching his attention.
He looked at her, for the first time after all that happened. And she was surprised. There was nothing in those eyes. They were purely blank. She remembered his eyes were always with hope, always with a desire. But now that's gone. And suddenly that made her feel hollow. She couldn't decipher own feelings, but the coldness of his eyes stiffened something inside her that she could feel the hurt. Now he looked bored. The caretaker came with the keys and greeted Sanskaar and Swara. Wishing him a good night Sanskaar opened the door.
" our room is up there, the second to the left", he said and she noticed he never failed to mention anything as individual. It had always been "our home" " our room" "our life" "our lo..". She shook her head not to think further. No I hate this man, he cannot do anything good for anyone. This is all a trap to deceive me, but I will not fall prey to his evil plans.
"Don't you understand? I can't bear to stand on the same ground with you and you are telling me to sleep with you, how could you be so disgusting Sanskaar"? She spat with anger bubbling inside her. He said nothing as if he's never heard anything. That angered her even more.
" I am not living with you... I am going ", she said and started to move away from him, walking towards the door. She failed to notice his panther like speed when he suddenly appeared behind her and scooped her in his arms. She was stunned with his speed that she forgot to protest. Her eyes fixed on his hardened face, his muscles tight around her back as he held her and started for upstairs. She never realised until he stopped in front of the room as he mentioned before.
" you are a monster", she cried again as he dropped her on the bed. " how boring. Tell me something I haven't heard before"! He said with such coolness that she felt her words meant nothing to him.
" I will.." The cries of her protest died in her throat as he hopped into the bed, pressing her down, holding both of her hands above her head.
" you will not utter a single word after this, you will not get out of this room until morning and if you try to do any of either I will tie you in this room". She could have been silenced the rage emanating from him but those words stiffened her. only a monster like you can do that to his wife . She thought silently and continue stare him.
" now if you found my face so lovely you can stare a little softly love", he said with a flirtatious tone. She felt like for moment she saw the mischief his eyes always had. Disgusted with herself for the second time thinking about him, she pushed him away.
" you are all doing this because I am still married to you right? Because you have all the rights to torture me mentally and manhandle me because I was legally wedded you"! His forms stiffened again hearing those words as he put them into conclusion. She wants a divorce.
"I want a divorce"! She said exactly as he thought.
"fine"! In return he only said the one thing that would put her in peace and left the room banging the door. For the second time in two hours she was stunned with the behaviour of this husband of hers she doesn't remember and for a fraction of second she wondered, was he like the same when I had my memories ... Well intact?
I want a divorce". Those godforsaken words never left his mind the from the moment they escaped her mouth. Because what she did today and what she said today is going to shatter his sanity. Even after she lost her memories, even after she thought of him as a murderer, even after she denied to accept his love, denied to believe all those promises they made together she never uttered anything like ending everything between them. It had been eight months since she was found alive. Eight months since he is convincing himself that he is alive too. Eight months since she doesn't remember a thing they shared. Still there was a little hope with her.
He never cared whenever she acted like stranger around him, or whenever she flinched at his touch, frightened of his closeness and disgusted with his presence. He tolerated all that. He even tolerated when she accused him of being her murderer. But nothing hurt him more than when he saw her in a bridal attire, going to become someone else's wife. The pang of pain he felt was similar to pain he felt when her hand slipped away from his,and he thought he lost her forever. The feeling was same.
He was out of the town for a week for a very important business meeting which he was ignoring since months. But when Lakshya called him and told him that she's getting married to that monster Sahil his world turned upside down. Sahil somehow had convinced her for engagement and then marriage. His absence was the only opportunity Sahil could use. He couldn't think sane. The only thought clouded his mind was to reach over there and stop this marriage. And he did so. But the thing that followed next was a devastation. damn it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been fretting about all the damned marriage laws. Now she has found a way to get out of my life. You forgot a promise love ... But I didn't. You will come back to me and that's my promise to us. He went outside for some fresh air as the loneliness inside suffocated him.
Leaning on the headrest she thought about tomorrow. She will end everything. Their damned marriage. She couldn't forget this whole eight months and the way he made her life miserable. The first memory of him in her mind was him holding that gun pointed at her and nothing literally nothing. How could not she believe her own mind. How could she believe him as an innocent? First he send goons to attack her, then pretend to be someone else to be near her. That didn't satisfied him that he also kidnapped her. And all her family members still called him innocent? He was just fooling everyone. Her mind was filled with remembering moments after moments he irritated her.
Feeling suffocated with all the jewelleries she paced inside the room. She has nothing to change with and she surely cannot sleep wearing this heavy wedding clothes. Her eyes darted to the large wardrobe that almost covered the wall. With all these thoughts she really never noticed the fine furnished room, the elegantly placed furniture. Holding her curiosity she marched towards the wardrobe. Her mouth fell open as she noticed the neatly stacked elegant designer saree and beautiful salwars. But what stunned her more was a picture. A picture of her and Sanskaar. A happy picture where both of them were so close, their cheeks touching and the beautiful smile plastered on their face. Anybody with her right mind will believe that they were a happy couple. And for the first time she questioned herself, " am I doing any injustice to him, to us"? Holding the picture in her she wondered how was their relationship. A sudden urge to ask him about everything about their relationship crawled into her mind for the first time after eight months.
No you are losing your mind again Swara , you will ask him for divorce and that's the end of it stupidly she cursed herself for letting her mind lose. After struggling through the pile of clothes she finally found the night clothes neatly placed in the lower rack and immediately changed the heavy attire. Then she opened the window of the room to feel some fresh air. She could even get out of the room but she chose the peaceful way as she knew how he'd react. Everything that happened was too much for today.
Standing by the window she tried to soothe her troubled mind. But what she saw again filled her brain with uncountable curious questions. Sanskaar Maheshwari was bending down, his knees touching the ground nurturing the little flower pots, plucking out the dried leaves and flowers. She had never seen him so peaceful. Is this the way he behaves when nobody is watching him? So calm, and peaceful and innocent ? You are thinking too much swara! She cursed again. Frustrated with herself she went to sleep ignoring whatever he was doing to the flower pots.
A deep frown creased on her smooth skin as her face glowed in the radiant sun rays passing through the window. Oh! How just he missed this beautiful sight. He sighed , standing beside the bed, looking at her. His mind battling between thoughts of waking her up or letting her sleep for some more time. Its already past ten. Time was not concerned here, he was afraid of the way she'd react if she'd find him there. With utmost hesitation he finally touched her cheeks, waiting for her reaction. It was the first time she didn't flinch at his touch. Rather she snuggled closer inching for his closeness. He couldn't describes the pleasure her response brought into his heart. For a husband whose wife doesn't remember him, for a husband who was hesitant to touch his wife, its a heart warming sensation. She doesn't remember him but she remembered how he felt around her. The prove lies in her response to his touch. She stirred in the bed and he stepped away instantly. Her eyes fluttered open as she registered the new place and with a sudden jolt of shock she sat upright. The last nights event replayed in her mind and she sighed, not for long as she felt the presence of another person in the room. When her eyes finally darted to him he was standing there maintaining a good distance from the bed. Before she could ask how did you get in, a knock on the door caught their attention. The caretaker who she saw last night was there holding a tray of food. That's when she realised how hungry she was.
"have your breakfast. We have something important to talk about"! He said quietly, his voice devoid of the bitterness he had previous night. As if he was contempt with something. He was looking happy as he walked out of the room. Having no other thing to do she got up to freshen up while the caretaker placed tray on the nightstand.
An hour later when she finished her breakfast she thought she should go down. On her way down she was awed by the lavish furniture and construction of the bungalow. He had bought this for. She remembered his words last night. And now? He said its something important! About the divorce? She thought blissfully. But why was he happy? She was curious but she was not ready for the unwelcomed situations down there. She stepped down the stairs and marched towards the hall. Sitting on the sofa he was reading some papers from a file. His mood unpredictable again. But what caught her attention was the person standing in the hall, boiling with anger. Sanskaars' attitude towards him was purely unwelcoming. He was totally ignoring Sahils' presence..
" tell me where the hell is Swara"? Sahil asked with a tinge of frustration.
"she's in her own house , safe and secured", he stated as a matter of fact as if she belonged to this place forever.
"Secured? With you"? Sahil said sarcastically.
" of course Sahil, I am her husband, she couldn't be safe anywhere other than her own house"! Sanskaar replied enjoying himself way too much.
"Sahil"! That is when Swara interrupted both of them.
"swara, are you fine? Did he do anything you? Tell me you are not hurt"? He asked her impatiently.
" tell him swara, all your bones are in right places", said Sanskaar aa she frowned with his odd humour.
" shut up Sanskaar, he cares for me"! Said swara.
" I can already see that, sending stalkers behind us so that he could know where you are! I must praise you Sahil but I'd say this is the last time I am seeing any of your thugs outside my house", said Sanskaar with a utter calmness that Sahil flinched at his statement.
"what is he talking about Sahil"? Swara asked confused.
"nothing ignore him. Are you all right"?
" I am sorry sahil for whatever happened yesterday"?
" no swara there was no fault of yours! Its all because of him"! Sahil said pointing at Sanskaar who was behaving as if he was not even in this room.
" but you don't worry. I will free you from this relation and from this marriage swara. All you need to do is sign that divorce paper"! He said with a flicker of hope for himself that swara will get back to him. Before she could react to his words , Sanskaar suddenly appeared beside her and handed her the files." read them carefully swara, you need a divorce right"? He said with a pinched voice. She didn't answer too shocked to his coolness about the matter.
" but before signing that paper answer me one thing Swara , do you love him"? He asked with such intensity that she couldn't move her eyes from his. " look into my eyes and tell me that you love him, because if you wouldn't swara, You will betray yourself"! Till then she never questioned herself? Do I love Sahil? She asked herself now, looking into her husbands eyes. And she couldn't answer because she didn't have any. Sure she agreed for the engagement. But she never thought about loving Sahil. She never really loved him. He is her best friend and she trusted him but love...? This new question created evokes in her senses and tears rolled down her eyes. Meeting his gaze she shook her head in a no that stunned Sahil. What was she going to do? Blinded with the horrors and nightmare of this person everyone call her husband, she was going to marry someone else? Someone else she doesn't love?
" I think you have got your answer Sahil, now if you will excuse us, we have some important matters to discuss", said Sanskaar flatly. He was tolerating this person here because of Swara only. He wouldn't have allowed him to even enter their property. " you will pay for this Sanskaar"!!! Saying so Sahil stalked out of the hall towards the doorway.
On the other hand Swara was too oblivious to notice the way Sahil left the house, nor did she heard his threats. She was doomed in her own thoughts. Her decisions and her choices. And realised she wasn't only doing injustice to Sanskaar but herself too. Sensing her vulnerability Sanskaar came closer, keeping his hands on her shoulder he asked her to look at him. And she did. Her eyes full of tears and for a brief moment he thought he saw regret in them.
"I know you don't remember me, and do not want to remember me. That's another thing. But do you realize what you were going to do"? She didn't answer.
"you suffer from partial amnesia, you only forgot a part of your life, not everything"! He stated as if nothing can stop him from saying what he wanted say all these days.
" one day you will remember everything. And tell me swara if one day after you are married to Sahil, remember that you were married to me. That you were someone else's wife, that you were in love with me, will you be able to forgive yourself"? He said desperately expecting a reply from her. She answered none of his question until he asked something touched her nerves " will you be able bear the guilt of injustice you'd do your life and our marriage"?
"then what do you want Sanskaar? wait all my life for my memory come back"? She said broken with hopeless tears. His every question makes sense. She thought.
"No! I want a chance! To work on our differences and to mend whatever has changed between us. I want a chance swara... To prove you that we were happy" , he said with sheer honesty.
She was carefully listening to his every word registering everything in her mind. Questions after question stormed in her mind. Was she in love with Sahil? Will she be able to forgive herself? Is the person here asking her these questions is deluding her? A memory flashed in her mind, the same memory that haunted her dreams. That same memory of Sanskaar holding a gun pointed at her flooded her mind with fear for the man standing in front of her. And she took a step back.
He saw horror in her eyes as she took a step back. He inched forward that made her take quick steps backwards oblivious to the steps behind her leading to the dinning area. At her last step he caught wrist and dragged her to his chest. Her head was so close to his heart and his arms tightly around her. And for the first time she in all her senses didn't flinch, he thought. But he didn't knew her she was somewhere else. Her mind seeing something so beautiful she never imagined she will ever see. Clad in a white suit he was standing there with his arms open. She runs, holding her delicate red gown into his arms. He lifted her up with his arms keeping her close to his chest, his eyes dancing with joy and laughter. And for the first time she saw her eyes closed with pure bliss.
" Swara? Swara? Are you fine" ? His impatient voice couldn't bring her back from the deep slumber as he realised she's not in her senses. Thinking no other option he carried her upstairs, laid her on the bed quietly tucking a bed sheet over her. " I am sorry love, for putting you in so much stress, but I am doing this for us, give me just one chance" ! Saying so he pressed his lips to her forehead, his heart filled with only love and love for her.
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Swara looked out at the balcony, the warm salty breeze of ocean hitting her face . Goa has its own charm .Tucking a curl behind her ear, she reminisce about her life, who could have thought this day will come to her life! She didn't want to give in. Too many things happened too fast, her best friend turned out her sister, her mother found true love and happiness, years had passed without her knowledge. Biggest development was her marriage. Marriage! Swara Bose was now Maheswari. She never had imagined.
She fought, pushed everyone away, drown herself into darkness. It was utter madness, a frightening nightmare. Everyone was stranger, she was in an unknown time and place . She dreaded to believe in people.. Life would have been different if she would have grasped her own insecurities and the darkness that blinded her from her own people. Form her family, her sister and her husband.. But she didn't.
She didn't want to give in but in the end he was there. Sanskaar. Enemy, the man who tried to kill her? Husband! He was relentless in pursuit, and in the end, she gave in. How could she even think that guy can hurt her, regardless of her nightmares? He is so gentle, so kind. His eyes full of love , only for her. She gave in one day. They had a talk ,grown up one. She decided to give it a chance, to see if what everyone was true. Did she had something good? Was she really using it cause she could not trust?
She looked down at the person in the garden, wetting his white pants with mud. As she never understood his undying love for nurturing these little petunia pots. She remembered the time when she was staring at him from a window and wondered if he is a peaceful person when no one is watching him but too bad. She had been an intruder..always without him knowing. He asked for a chance to prove that they were a happy couple. Coming out of her unconsciousness she went to him that evening to discuss about their life and their marriage. She went to him and told him how he scared her with the nightmares. What he said after that convinced her that he deserves a chance. He promised her to prove her that they were a happy couple. And he did.
Without controlling her urge to stay away from him she ran downstairs towards the garden. He was busy with the plants. She observed him without making any noise. She tiptoed beside him and was about to surprise him but his voice froze her, " now that's I call a lovely stare wifey" and she blushed. He finally turned his head towards her, the heat radiating from her cheeks warmed his heart. Standing there just a step away he too wondered, if he really successfully proved himself. She gave him a chance. That cost her putting her life in danger too. That psycho best friend of hers she was going to marry attacked her and that was enough to erase her nightmares about Sanskaar. She didn't protest his presence anymore, rather she stood beside him asking him proudly how was their life and he told her everything as if telling a fairy-tale. But he didn't know how far he succeeded in making her believe in it. She still doesn't remember everything about herself or her marriage. Just bits and pieces, here and there. But those were enough to convince her that he was not a monster.
" what's the matter? You need something"?
" yes" she said as if demanding something. He gave his full attention to her as he got up.
" what"? He asked.
" I want to know something"! She asked with such intensity that he almost dropped the tool.
" and that something is"? He asked with the same intensity.
" that"!!!
" that is there any laundry service here? I mean you always mud your pants and we are not in home so.." She asked so innocently that he felt laundry service is the only important business in this world. And then he realised what she said and frowned. " I am not going to make you clean them"! His reply made her burst out in laughter and he realised his dear wife is in a flirtatious mood.
" no wait! Actually there is something else"! She said between the laughs.
" what? The cook didn't came today and we will starve for dinner"? He asked irritated.
" no"! She said finally in a serious tone.
" then"?
"Once you said that I only remember that nightmare, not,what I said before that? What did I say when you were.. I mean pointing that gun at me.. I mean at that person holding me.."? He was suddenly surprised with her choice of question but he remember the question. She has asked the same question before. And that time he also asked her something..
He went closer, keeping his dirty muddy hand on her shoulders, looking into her eyes and asked, " will you believe me"? That time she had said no.
" Yes. I will"! She smiled into his eyes and he believed her answer.
" we made a promise that day which you forgot"! He said sadly.
" what promise"?
"you reminded me actually.. that nothing can separate us"! Her eyes filled with tears again.
"hey hey don't cry now. You also said we will find our way together, we always did. Didn't we"? He asked touching his nose with hers.
"Thank you Sanskaar", she with a pause " for not giving up on us", as she touched his lips with hers. And with that in muddy pants, under the dusky sky they found their fairy-tale again. After all they found their way together. As they always did.
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