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mayur sajan one shot-
16th september'08
a lone tear escaped her eye as she looked at the card, the wedding card, that she had burried deep into the closet out of misery.
she closed her eyes slowly, letting the pain seap in, through the peace.
as she did her emotions took a high over her, and she sat down on the floor, looking at the floor as agony rushed through her.
the wedding card read-
GUNJAN BHUSHAN WEDS SAGAR SHARMA.
***
how could gunjan do this? how could she adher to this wedding... after everything....
stop it sheena, she told herself.
she faced the same pain!!!
dont agonize gunjan for an unforseen fate!!
***
sheena slowly strode past the crowd to get into the plane.
she had finally decided to go back, back to where she really belonged.
***
as sheena sat in the flight, flipping through the flight safety rules, she felt unexplainable wish to tear it off.
this is of no use! she thought, as the flashbacks hovered around her mind..
***
(Flashback starts...)
14th july'08
gunjan- samrat dhekho, zid mat karo, maine keh diya na bas.
samrat- chashmish please. bas kuch ho dino ki to baat hai. aur phir main waapas aa jaungaa!!
gunjan- samrat dhekho tumhaare shaadi hone waali hai kuch din mein. aur bahut preparations bahut baaki hai! samjho na samrat!
samrat gave her his drop dead gorgeous smile as he said- chashmish ye meri shaadi hi nahi, tumhaari bhi shaadi hai. to kuch din preparations tum karlo!
gunjan- par samrat-
samrat- chashmish....
he said moving closer to her as he kept a finger on her lips. he slowly whispered- chashmish i love you! and i always will no matter what. chaahe main mar bhi jaoon na tab bhi tumhi se pyaar karoonga!
at this gunjan broke off him as she started crying at his childishness.
samrat who was trying to control her kept asking her- chashmish kya hua?
gunjan- samrat please... shubh shubh bola karo! agar tumhe kuch bhi hua na to main... main.. mar jaung
samrat- sochna bhi mat. kyu ki main tumhaari heaven mein kya hell bhi nahi hone dunga!
gunjan- samrat-
samrat- chashmish.. hum ye bekaar ki discussion kyu kar rahe hai?
***
the same day samrat boarded the plane to mauritius
to meet 2 of his closest buddies- mayank and nupur.
the next was their first wedding anniversary, and he ws planning to suprise them with his appearance.
***
15th july'08
-trrrrriiiiiinnnnnnggggggggg-
as the alarm rang, you could see a lone slender hand reaching out towards it, searching for it... and bingo- the alarm went off.
then the hand could be seen poking a figure which was lying beside it.
nupur- mayank... mayank utho na.. cheh baj gaye hai mayank!!
and a familiar sense of cloud 9 swept into her as mayank turned and hugged her tight.
mayank- bas 5 minute dedo nupur. main uth jaunga. promise.
saying this he turned back around and slept off.
nupur sighingly got up and tip-toed downstairs. only one thing in her mind- bas thodi si preparations baki hai!
***
1 hour later-
mayank stirred in his disrupted sleep as he heard a softt music playing somewhere around.
he quickly got up and snugged his cold feet into his warm pair of chappals😆... and slowly he marched downstaairs.
as soon as he reached the bottom stair the scene awaiting him swept through him complete pleasure.
mayank- wow.
he sais looking around the room where nupur stood and around her lay hundreds of red roses. and behind her a board lay dangling down which read-
HAPPY 1ST ANNIVERSSARY JAAN.
and a smile pasted on his face.
***
gunjan just couldnt get sleep, all night she had been tossing and turning around waiting for a call from samrat.
***
mayank- you know nupur this is so picture perfect, please jao camera leke aao.
nupur smiled and ran off to get the camera.
as soon as she reached the room, she opened the closet.
as she fiddled with all of mayanks folders she saw the camera box and pulled it out and opened it when something fell out of it. a smal box sortta of thing. she quickly took it out to find another note inside the camera box.
she pulled it out and read it-
dearest sweety pie, nupur, aaj ka din mujhe pata hai hum dono ke liye bahut special hai, aur isliye ise aur spl banane ke liye hai ye gift. usko kholo....
love u loads
mayank
ps- i forgot happpyy 1st anniverssary.
as nupur finished reading, a smile was playing on her face as she thought- so he hadnt forgotten after all.
she quickly took the small box and opened it to find the most beautiful diamond ring in front of her ever.
she quickly pulled it out and wore it. it looked beautiful.
***
gunjan- samrat tum thik hona?
samrat- haan chashmish main perfect hoon. waise maine...
gunjan- haan samrat?
samrat- maine... tumhe bahut miss kiya!
at this a slow blush creeped up gunjans cheeks as she smiled andd said- maine bhi!
samrat- but worry not. bas kuch dino ki baat hai! phir hum dono ki shaadi ho jaayegi!
gunjan- mujhe use pal ka besabri se intezaar hai samrat.
samrat- mujhe bhi chashmish.
as he said this, he heard a beeping sound, and he turned to see the luggage had started being loaded onto the counter.
samrt- chashmish, bags daal chuke hai. main jaake apni nikalta hoon us lot se. okay?
gunjan- okay samrat. take care of yourself.
samrat- you too chashmish. love you.
gunjan- love you too.
***
mayank slid his hands across nupurs waist from behind as he whispered in her ears- maine tumhaare liye itna bada gift diya. aur tumne sirf itne se bounquets. mujhe ek aur gift chahiye!
nupur- aur wo kya hai?
mayank- aaj raat no party! just you and me!! okay??
nupur- mere paas ek behtar gift hai!
mayank- kya?
he asked as his eyes displayed his curiousness
at this nupur slowly slid her hands over his hand and said- tumne to uspe haath rakha hua hai!
and mayank slowly looked down at his hands a look of utter shock potrayed his face.
and then a few minutes later he looked up at her with his eyes glimmering as he said- mujhe ladki chahiye.
***
samrat quickly sat in the cab on his way to mayank and nupurs place as the memories flashed in his mind when gunjan had said yes to marrying him.
it had been raining heavily, and gunjan and samrat had been sitting at gunjans place drinking garam-a-garam chai.
samrat- chashmish tumhaari chai to is complete killing.
gunjan looked up at him with eyes drenched as she asked- chai itni buri hai?
samrat- chashmish tum bhi na! chai killer hai! full rocking!
gunjan- sacchi!
and samrat had smiled at her innocence- muchhi!
gunjan smiled with pleasure as she felt the blood gushing itno her face.
samrat- chashmish bheegne chalte hai!
gunjan- main...???
samrat- obviously chashmish! tum.. aur kaun?
gunjan- lekhin samrat main-
samrat- chashmish... chashmish....
he kept saying as he tried to reason out with her.
and when she still didnt agree, he went up to her and picked her up in his arms.
samrat had known then there was nothing in this world for him except for his chashmish, his life.
when they had reached the terrace door he had slowly walked in, gunjan still in his arms.
he slowly put her down in the end of the terrace towards the wall, as he saw gunjan fiddling with her dupatta to hide her awkwardness. that had been the moment. he had bend down on his knees and had made chashmish wear the ring as he said or rather asked- chashmish.. will u marry me?
and again the obvious had happened. she had jumped into his arms and had stayed there, as it now felt like an eternity.
'we've reached'
said the cabbie distracting samrat out of his thoughts.
samrat- oh how much?
***
nupur who was still cuddled in mayanks arms suddenly heard the phone ringing.
she quickly got and picked up the phone.
nupur- hello?
gunjan- hello di?
nupur- GUNJANN!!!
she had literally shouted on the phone.
gunjan- di di di araam se.
nupur- ss...sorry gunjan.
gunjan- achha di suno samrat aa raha hai!
nupur- kyaa???? abhi????
gunjan- haan di. wo kisi bhi minute pahunchta hi hoga.
as soon as she had said this, the doorbell rang. nupur turned to mayank and lip synched- samrat aaya hua hai! look suprised!
and they had been suprised. very suprised cuzz of samrats changed behaviour. he was more sweet, caring and loving then ever before.. and it felt good being around the new samrat.
the next 3 days had gone in a daze. they had gone out mostly, had fun, done shopping and lots of stuff more.
***
18th july'08
mayank, nupur and samrat had been sitting in the flight talking to each other about how it would be for nupur seeing gunjan after 3 years.
when suddenly they had felt a jerk, a strange crash and- BLAST.....
***
19th july'08
gunjan who was getting ready to pick up her di, mayank and samrat from the air port was suddenly faced by a dead scared dia.
gunjan- kya hua dia?
she had asked concerned.
and dia had in turn pulled gunjans hand and dragged her into the living room where the news was flashing on the screen. the news which had crashed down on her hard.
the jet airways flight from mauritius to mumbai crashed last night at 20:00 hours on the lakshadweep islands. the following have been killed. please check for relatives.
a number of names and faces had come and then the three unbearable names- samrt saxena, mayank sharma and nupur sharma.
***
'please fasten your seatbelts. we are about to land.'
a voice said in the microphone bringing sheena out of her concious day dreaming.
***
sheenas cab stopped in front of the house no 24. she quickly payed the cab guy and rang the bell to gunjans place.
***
that day sheena had learned the most hard-hitting lesson in this world when she had talked to the girl who she had thought she had once known, but now... she was different.
the innocence had gone, leaving behind a mortifying pain in her eyes.
but beyond all that she had felt when she had seen and talked to gunjan, the one thing which had broken her completely had been the answer that gunjan had given her for all her questions-
'sometimes the only thing you can do in life is ... move on'
***
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