thank u so much guys.and i want every one of u to share ur views after this part..
PART 11:
Nupur
opened her eyes and found herself sleeping on the couch, holding the
picture of her parents, she wiped the picture with her duppatta and
placed it again on the table,..she looked at the clock and it was 11.00,
priya had to arrive at 1.00, she got up, and started finishing her
daily household chores, arranged priya's bed, she knew she will sleep as
soon as she would return, she hated traveling. Her mind was totally
numb no pain, nothing, it was a strange tranquility within her.
She
went to make herself a cup of tea and saw roses..some memories of the
past crossed her mind..she picked it up and switched on the stove,
placing each rose in the fire turn by turn..she saw the fire completely
eating every rose..
It was 12.00 she decided to go the school,
may be the bus would arrive early. The weather was very windy and
dusky..she reached school and saw there was a very different crowd, a
lot of media and a lot of cameras, mehta was standing in between all of
them..she ran towards the crowd to listen what happened..
i want
to make very clear that it was an accident, everything that happened is
not linked to my school or any staff member..kindly now all of u plz
leave, this is a school and i don't want my children to get any wrong
vibes..
the media started to leave and nupur ran towards mehta..
N..sir..kia hua?..
her heart started beating with some strange fear..
Mehta..nupur wo mayank..
suddenly all the fear and concern vanished..
N..sir mujhe staffroom main kuch kaam hai..
she turned..
Mayank is dead!..
SILENCE!...her feet frooze..
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asai mat karo nupur..main marr jaon ga..
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kal
raat ko us ki gari ka accident ho gaya tha..yahan school l bahir wali
main road pe..it seemed like a suicide, is liye itni media thi...
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aisa mat karo nupur..main mar jaon ga..
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us ki dead body aj subha america bhijwa di hai..us ki sari family wahan thi..
mehta;s voice had stopped supporting him, he left leaving nupur alone...
Nupur
stood like statue..her heart was beating at a minimal speed and her
senses had stopped coordinating..she hated him..she still hates him..but
it hurts..
she was about to collapse when she heard her strength calling her...
Maa..
her
heart collected all the fragments of energy from the body to respond to
that voice, she turned, priya was running towards her waving a
certificate..she reached her breath panting..nupur was blankly staring
her..
P..ye dekho main jeet gayi..ab aj tum mujhe utha k ghr le k jao..
Nupur
glanced a the certificate and picked her up..her mind was just
following instructions, priya was constantly speaking and nupur was
blankly walking forward..somewhere her mind warned her of priya asking
about mayank..but it didn't happened..
they reached home. priya was still speaking but nupur's mind was not moving from a single sentence..
main mar jaon ga..
priya
asked for lunch and nupur served her, she then changed and called nupur
to stroke her hair..she also went to do..priya slept and for a moment
nupur closed her eyes..
main mar jaon ga nupur..
mujhe fark nahi padta..
nupur
opened her eyes..she was suffocated..she wanted to feel the pain, she
wantd to cry..but nothing was happening, she decide to go the place
which guaranteed pain!..
she moved out of her house,,her mind not forgetting to lock the door, as she was a mother..
the
light was fading, she reached the school and the watchman opened the
gate..she started walking towards the same place where she had met
mayank..twice..
she reached the top floor classroom ..and sat don
on the floor..her eyes catching the sight of a paper.this was it..this
was what she was looking for..the last word..she started reading..
mujhe pata tha tum yahan zaroor aao gi..is liye tum se jo kuch kehna chahta tha wo yahan chor kar ja raha hon...
nupur
main ne zindagi main bus ik wohi ghalti ki hai..aur wohi maafi k qabil
nahi thi..tum chahe mano ya na mano..per main waqai main maafi chahtha
tha nupur..jab se tum mujhe mili thi, meri zindagi main khushi wapis a
gayi thi, lekin shaiyed meri qismat main tumhare jaisi larki nahi
thi..aur ho bhi kasie sakti hia..main koi khushi deserve nahi
karta..kuch bhi nahi..pehle mian ne socha k america wapis chal jata
hon..lekin agr zinda rehta tu tum dono se door nahi reh sakta tha..is
liye aisa jaga ja raha hon jahan se wapis n asakon..
tum thek
kehti ho nupur..main bht kamzoor hon...bht ziayda....agr priya wapis a
jati tu shaiyed main phir selfish ho k usey use karta..tumhain black
mail karne k liye..aur mujhe pata hai tum maan jati, lekin zindagi bhra
merey sath reh kar mujh se nafrat karti aur roz ik naye dard se
guzarti..is liye main ne wo bhi nahi kiya..ku k main tum se bht pyar
karta hon nupur..
main ne tumahri ankhon itni nafrat dekhi k main ne her umeed chor di.
.it was an undying hatred..
main ne apni life ka sab se qeemti waqt tum dono k sath guzara
hai..aur
pata hai priya ne mujhe daddy bhi kaha..jab usey main bus tak chorne
gaya
tha..wo dar rahi thi tum se k tum usey danto gi aur main en promise bhi
kiya k main tumhain nahi bataon ga..per main kia karon..tumhare ilawa
kis se khushi banto?..koi samjhe ga bhi nahi..tu plz usey mat
dantana...main kal raat ko priya se milne bhi gaya tha..don't worry,
main ne usey samjha diya hai...wo merey bare main koi sawaal nahi karey
gi tum se..
aur meri beti ko bilkul apne jaisa banana nupur..bilkul apne
jaisa..strong and prowerful..aur..ik aur request karon..plz usey kabhi
apne aur merey rishtey ki sachai mat batana..plz meri beti ko mujh se
nafrat mat hone dena..pata hai mujhe ye sab mangne ka koi haq nahi
hai...phir bhi ik unmeed hai k tum mana nahi karo gi..
i wish i
would have been forgiven, but still i am grateful to u for not forgiving
me..and i know u loved me too..but u just couldn't forgive me..per
..hum dono ki life main ki dosre k ilawa koi bhi nahi aya..koi bhi
nahi..tumhain nahi lagta..we both shared a magic..
Finally her heart was feeling light..it had shed tears..the paper was getting wet..
N..u are right mayank..we shared a magic, but unfortunately..it was the dark magic..
she folded the paper, holding it tightly and gathered herself to return home, priya must be awake..
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THE END..
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