She was in her bridal attire... today she was going to become his...for seven years... they were together... seven years and the day had come... she looked at herself in the mirror for the last time before coming out of the room... her mother was waiting for her... and they had a flashback of her entire life in this house... her mother had accepted this marriage for her happiness though she had her doubts about Yuvi and even got his background check... she still dint look the happiest...but Twinkle knew that after marriage seeing her at peace at their in laws house... she would understand that Yuvi was the one... Leela walked near her... taking in the little girl who just seemed to have gotten bigger in size.. in her eyes...she was still a kid running around in the house in a pink frock making her chase... all the time... Time had just flewn away... without RT she and her had been the only support for each other... she knew how naive and childish Twinkle still is... she worried how would she handle such a big responsibilty of being a wife and daughter in law of a house... seeing her lightened up face she gave up...her doubts and agreed for this wedlock...
She had asked Mishraji to keep a check on Luthras actions and inform her... if something fishy comes up... as till today she got none... she felt... maybe... Yuvi and Anita were genuine and wanted this marriage...
She took out a kajal and smudged it behing her daughters ear... with tears undropped...
"Maa,, aapne kaha tha ki aap nahi royegi... aap khusi khusi vida karegi... muje.. aur mein kaha London jaa rahi hu isi sheher mein toa hu... agar aap royengi muje bhi rona aa jayega... aur mera.. abhi rone ka bilkul mood nahi hai.."she spoke childsihly...
"Acha baba nahi roti... "she wiped her tears and... held her.. walking towards the mandap...
He stood there... in a violet sherwani... she hated that color but still on the insistance of his mother.. he had to wear it... and Twinkle gave up convincing him... but seeing his smile... she lightened up... and looked down... feeling shy... by which she was surprised herself... and walked slowly..
She was standing... beside her.. but she dint feel that he was with her... his face held a smile but it dint reach his eyes... like hers... showing a glow... a glow that reflected their happiness.. was he not happy...
'Twinkle kya soch rhi hai.. band kar aise khayal lana apne dimag mein.. yuvi ne khud hi toa tuje propose kiya tha.. vo kyu khush nahi hoga..'
And they sat... as told by panditji... they held their hands... but his hold was not firm or possessive... she again shunned her thoughts this moment was the biggest moment of her life and she dint want to ruin it...
'Bas Twinkle.. ek bar shaadi ho.jaye.. fir dekh... kya karta hu.. mein tere sath... teri zindagi meri mutthi mein hogi... teri Maa ki company meri hogi... kat putliyo ki tarah nachaunga tum dono ko mein... Meri maa ka badla lunga mein... jitna hasna hai has le aaj... kal se countdown shuru... infact aaj raat se shuru... humari suhag raat ek yadgaar raat bana dunga tumhare liye...'yuvi menanced
The rituals went by..and they were up for taking rounds..she wanted him to hold her hands while taking the vows but... he was busy in making the knot helping her mother... she thought what if he dosent hold her... she could do it... she was equal to.him... and she.. was about to hold his hand ... but as she touched a tingling sensation went through her... a negative vibe... and she felt that her hand was feeling a sting.. and she looked at it confused...it was a bit red.. as if blood had gathered... there and she tried to remember getting hurt somewhere...but nothing came to her mind... and then she remembered the slap... she had hit so hard to that waiter that the blow was felt by her too... and as a reaction it was red...she remembered him... he had a rough shaggy stubble...ungroomed...and had hard cheek bones...hidden underneath... the reason for her sting... and she was brought back... by the panditji... as he asked her to move ahead of Yuvi... for the next pheras...
She cursed herself...the most imp moment of her life...the seven rounds around the holy fire...with the one whom she loved...all the while she thought about that stupid waiter... why...did she remember him... he had spoiled her dress... she wished that she never ses his face again... for ruining this special moment of her...
As she stepped ahead of Yuvi... she heard some1...scream...
"Ruko..."
Evryone looked towards the entrance...
A bleeding man was standing there feeling hard to walk...
"Mishraji" leela exclaimed...
Mishra walked in firmly..."ye shaadi nahi ho sakti..."
Twinkle looked in dis bileief.. she was minuts away from marrying her love .. and here...
Leela.. had a knowing look.. that if Mishraji had made such a call... it would defintly have a reason... she had wanted a back ground check... for Yuvi... though he came out clear ..she wanted Mishraji to remain under cover.. and take the task over.. to even find.. a small needle of doubt in the hay stack...if possible... after all he was one of the most trusted one of hers... and treated Twinkle as his own...
"Ye kya.. bakwaas hai.. "
Yuvu was the first one to... fire..
"Ye shaadi koi nahi rok sakta.. ye shaadi ho k rahegi..."
Twinkle though shocked.. at.. this demand from Mishra Uncle.. but...right now.. Yuvi seemed more angry.. he could have.. tried to react calmly...
Yuvi cursed his good for nothing friends... who were not able to.. do one Small job...
Twinkle was in this situation worried for her bleeding uncle...
"Mishra.. pehle tum.. baith jao.. bohot chot lagi hai . Tumko"
Mehra the marketing head of the Tanejas... spoke up.. he was a friend of mishra..
"Nahi."
"Mam..pehle aap... ye file dekh lijiye...aur fir jo decide karna ho kijiye..."
Leela looked at...the file shocked... and saw the bottom of the page...it had her signatures... how was this even possible... she was always careful in all this matters... she never signed anything without reading...but here were her signatures...
She walked over to Yuvi and slapped him..
"Maa.."twinkle..looked..
"Tere pe pehle se hi shak tha mujpe.. par.. mein bhi dhoka kha gayi .. ki teri baato mein aa gayi.."
"Ye tum kya keh rahi ho. Leela"
"Tu toa chup hi reh Anita..."
"Maa.. baat kya hai.. bataiye.."
"Puttar ye.. ladka tere layak nahi... hai.. dekh.. isne.. mere signatures.. is paper pe le liye.. dekh ye papers."
Twinkle read it... they were power of attorney... would go in Yuvis hands.. and .. shares named on.. Anitas name if Twinkle maried him... Twinkles world came crashing down... how was it even possible... Yuvi always.. was vocal about how he was never inersted in... her mothers wealth or.. property.. how he was least affected by her being too rich... this all dint add up...
"Ye nahi ho sakta maa.."
"Puttar... kya bol rahi hai.. tu.. ye . Ladka tujse nahi... humari daulat k liye tujse shaadi karna chahta tha... dekh ye papers..."
"Twinkle...dekho.. muje koi phasanne ki koshish kar raha hai... tum toa janti ho na muje baby..."
"Ha.. maa Yuvi ko koi phasane k liye.. ye sab kar raha hai..."
"Twinkle apni aankhe khol... mein isliye is shadi k khilaaf thi... pehle se hi.. mene Mishraji ko.. kaha tha.. ki nazar rakhe.. aur .. muje Mishra ji pe pura bharosa hai.."
"Aur muje Yuvi pe.. ma.. aisa bhi toa ho sakta hai.. na.. ki kisi aur ne papers sign karvaye taaki.. Yuvi k naam inzaam lag jaye.."
The game was still in Yuvis hands but as he always does.. his rage.. and impulsive mind.. he lost it as he spoke..
"Twinkle.. muje toa lagta hai.. ki Tumhari Ma ne hi.. ye shaadi rokne ye sab kiya hai..vo chahti hi nahi thi... ki hamari shaadi ho..isloye inhone muje phasane k liye ye sab karvaya... aur ye Mishra ye toa humesha hi tumhari maa k ishaaro pe naachne lagta hai... kya saboot hai ki ye.. sab mene hi kiya hai..."
"Saboot hai"Mishra spoke as he got the oppotunity...he loved Twinkle and had seen her grow up and also known how naive and innocent she was about this love of hers...she needed to see for herself what Kind of man this Yuvi was...he knew Yuvi from his nerve more than even how much Leela doubtd him.. he Had been following Yuvi from the very begining, and he was ready with full proofs...Twinkle would be crashed and would have a heart break... but that was much needed... for her to see in clear light...
Twinkle was just here defending her man..who was yet to be...
And he was blaming her mother... what was wrong with him... how could he blame her mother... that too so openly dint he think what would that make her feel... dint he respect her... and Mishra Uncle... how could he talk about him in this manner... and her attention was grabbed by Mishra Uncle speaking. About some proof..
Yuvi was bringing his downfall.. himself.. and Anita could see it.. she knew very well that he goes out of control in rage..
Mishra went and talked to someone on the phone...was asking to bring something...
Leela was still confused as what did Mishra have...
Yuvi went over to side...he was still angry at his friends for not being able to stop this Mishra.. he called one of them..
"Tum kamino se ek kaam nahi hota... dhang se...ek aadmi ko rokna tha... tum itne log the kaise.. pohoch gaya yaha vo... sab ruin kar diya.. sab"
"Yuvi yaar.. hum use rok hi rahe the.. par koi bich mein aa gaya use bachane.."
"Kon... kon tha vo... ?"
"Pata nahi.. kabhi dekha nahi use.. koi waiter jaisa lag raha tha pata nahi kon tha.. "
"Shut up... tum se kuch expect karna hi bekar hai.."
And he cut the call... who the hell was it...
Somewhere on the streets...
He was sitting on a bench... and looking at his broken mobile.. in his hands and was thinking at whther it would be mended or not.. he just bought it...and that creep broke it..
He thought about the days events... he
Had been to a number of places from the morning with his degree in BBA from a local college... he had managed to pull it out by some savings along the years.. but a BBA dint matter nowadays.. and he had no money to study further.. he also went on to this waitering as a part time job... for a change... but it turned out to be quiet tragic.. ..he touched his cheek as the tingling feeling was back.. she had hit real hard.. but he was more worried about her hand.. it too must be all red as he knew he was quiet hard and strong.. thanks to his panjabi and Rajput genes from his Dad and Mom respectively...
He dint know what other qualities he had inherited from his parents...he was sure about one thing that he hadnt inherited the gene of success... they were very sucscessful and he was far far away...from it...
After saving Mishraji he threw away the card.. in frustration as he read Tanejas name on it.. though he was just a local boy but he had a silent ego which hurted too easily... he had faced numerous insults but he was the one to walk out from the one who insulted him and never saw their face ever...
Maybe that was the reason for his failing everytime he...dint know how to lick anyones feet for any gains...
He wished he never saw the Taneja Mansion gate ever but coz of his sharp gifted memory he remembered the number printed on the card and could not forget it..
on a subconciius level his mind thought he would need the number in future...
And now tommorrow onwards again he would be back to his old routine.. of going to clubs, pubs and hotels , singing with his guitar...where almost no one listened...
Ye Hai Mohabbatein
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