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The scene starts after Niharika's truth is exposed to everyone. The cops come and take her away. Everyone is in the living room. Ram is extremely hurt.
Ram: Tumhe divorce chahiye tha na Priya, yeh lo, maine divorce papers pe sign kardiye. Tum jaanti ho saara waqt jab tum yeh sab natak kar rahi thi ke tumne mujhse se mere paise ke liye shaadi ki thi maine kabhi tumhara vishwaas nahi kiya kyun ki mujhe tumhari aankhon mein mere liye who pyar nazar aaya. Mujhe tumhari aankhon mein nazar aaya ke tumhe kitni takleef ho rahi hogi yeh sab baatein kehte hue. Lekin jab tum ne kaha ke jo aadmi uss ki sagi Maa ki izzat nahi karta woh apni biwi ki kya izzat karega, tab mujhe bahut dukh hua Priya. Tab bahut dukh hua kyun ki ek ek shabd jo tumne kaha, sach kaha. Aur uss waqt mujhe tumhari aankhon mein thodi si sachaai nazar aayi, jhoot ki bajai. Yahi mera sabse bada darr tha aur issi ki vaja se maine tumse mera ateet chupa ke rakha tha. Aur tum yeh baat jaanti bhi thi aur phir bhi tumne yeh baat kahi sirf mujhse divorce dilwane ke liye. Ek baar bhi nahi socha ke iss baat se mujhe kitni takleef, kitna dukh hoga. Lekin phir bhi maine yeh baat apne dimaag se hata diya kyun ke main jaanta tha ke tumhara woh matlab nahi tha.
Lekin tum jaanti ho ke isse bhi zyada dukh mujhe kab hua? Jab tumne mujhpar bharosa nahi kiya aur mujhe sach sach nahi bataya ke kya chal raha hai iss ghar mein. Tum hamesha kehti rahi na ke tumhe apne pyaar pe poora bharosa hai? Kis pyaar ki baat kar rahi ho tum? Woh pyaar jo tum mere liye mehsoos kar rahi ho? Lekin tumne mere pyaar pe kabhi bharosa nahi kiya, jis pyaar main tumhare liye mehsoos karta hu. In fact tumne toh mere pyaar ka mazaak bana rakha hai. Haan, main maanta hu ke maine tumpe vishwaas nahi kiya jab Kartik sahi tha aur tum mujhe chod ke bhi chali gayi iss ki vaja se. aur jab tum mujhe chod ke chali gayi, tab mujhe ehsaas hua ke main kitna gala tha aur main tumse kitna zyada pyaar karta hu. Lekin tumne vishwas nahi kiya ke main tumse kitna pyar karta hu kyun ki agar tumne vishwaas kiya hota, mere pyar pe bharosa kiya hota, toh iss khel khel ne ki bajai tum mujhe saaf saaf sab bata deti.
Tum soch rahi thi ke shayad main tumse zyada Niharika ki baat par vishwaaas karta lekin tumhe lagta hai ke agar Niharika, ya koi bhi aur, mujhe chod ke chala jata jaise tum gayi thi toh main 3 din tak apne kamre mein beth kar, na kisi se baatein kar kar, na kuch khana peena? Nahin Priya main aisa hargiz nahi karta, jaanti ho kyun? Kyun ki mujhe koi farak nahi padta agar koi aur mujhe chod ke chale jaata toh, lekin jab tum gayi mujhe farak pada aur maine aisa kiya pata hai kyun? Kyun ki main tumse zyada iss duniya mein kisi se pyaar nahi karta. Maine ek galti ki thi aur mujhe iss ki badi saza bhi kaat ni padi. Aur tab mujhe ehsaas hua ke main tumse apne parivaar se bhi zyada pyar karta hu kyun ki tumhi mera asli parivaar ho Priya. Aur jab tum wapas aa gayi, maine tumse kaha bhi tha, sab ke saamne ke main tumse apne aap se bhi zyada pyar karta hu. Aur phir bhi tumne mere pyar ka Mazak bana diya. Mujhe sab bata ne ki bajai tumne jhoot kaha, yeh poora khel khela aur mujhe itna hurt kiya kyun ki iss khel mein meri Maa bhi shaamil thi. Woh do auratein, jo main iss duniya mein sab se zyada pyar karta tha, ne mujhe sab se badi chot paunchai.
Main jaanta hu ke maine apni Maa pe vishwaas nahi kiya tha lekin uss ne bhi kabhi jaate waqt mud ke bhi dekha ke koi hai jisse uss ki zarurat hai? Ke uss ka bhi ek beta hai jisse apni Maa ki zarurat hai? Maine apni zindagi Maa ke pyar ki bina kaati hai. Haan maanta hu ke uss ne meri jaan bacha ne ke liye mujhse door chali gayi lekin mujhe apne saath kyun nahi le gayi? Agar uss ne mujhe beth ke bataya hota ke yeh sab Niharika ki chaal hai aur main bhi uss ke saath chala jaun toh tumhe lagta hai ke main mana karta? Lekin uss ne aisa nahin kiya.. Woh mujhe chod ke chali gayi.
Aap log sab bolte ho ke main kisi pe vishwaas nahi karunga, kisi pe bharosa nahi karunga, lekin in sab mein aap log mujh pe kaunsa vishwaas karte hai? Mujhpe kaunsa bharosa karte hai?
Ab mujhe ehsaas ho gaya hai ke meri zindagi mein jisse main pyaar karta hu, woh mujhe chod ke chale jaata hai. Maine ab pyaar ki umeed chod di hai apni zindagi mein. 40 saal tak akelepan ki zindagi bitaayi, apne parivaar ko khush karne ke liye aur aage ki zindagi wahi karta rahunga. Main apne parivaar, jo bhi mere saath, mere ghar mein rehta hai, unhe khush rakhunga, aur jo kuch bhi baaki hai, woh sab kisi NGO mein daan kardunga.
Tumhe divorce chahiye tha na Priya, yeh lo, tumhe milgaya. Thank you meri zindagi mein aane ke liye aur mujhe pyaar sikhane ke liye. Aur thank you mujhe yeh dikhane ke liye ke main aaj ke baad kisi ka pyar deserve nahi karta. Thank you mujhe wahi chot pauncha ne ke liye jahan sab se zyada dukh hota hai. Ab please, mujhe akela chod do aur apni jo zindagi baaki hai mujhe chain se jeene do. Tum dono ne mujhe sach dikhane ki koshish ki aur maine sab dekh liya hai, aur in sab mein mujhse apna pyaar, apni zindagi aur ek baar phir apni Maa cheen li. Thank you for everthing that you have done. Ab please, aap dono ko meri kasam hai, mujhe dobara mil ne ki koshish mat kijiye. Mujhe aur dukh please mat paunchaye. Please mujhe mere haal pe akela chod dijiye.
And with that he walked out, leaving Priya in tears and Krishuji in sobs.
Priya snapped out of her thoughts.
Riya: Papa kaise the?
Priya, smiling thinking about the similarities between him and their daughter: Papa? Bilkul aap ke jaise
Riya: Papa ka favourite khana kya tha?
Priya: Aap ka kya hai?
Riya: Aloo ka paratha
Priya laughed a little: Papa ka bhi
Riya: Papa aur mujhme aur kya same same hai?
Priya: Aur kuch nahi, ab so jaao.
Riya closes her eyes and falls asleep. Priya reaches over and turns off the lamp. When she turns back she sees Riya sleeping with her mouth open and snoring a bit, just like Ram used to. Priya smiles at how much the two were alike and kissed Riya's hand. One could easily tell that Riya was his daughter. She shared the same habits, the same likes and dislikes, the same attitude, the same everything. She was the female carbon copy of her father. She lies down beside Riya, still caressing her head and watching her sleep. Watching Riya sleep gave her a peace of mind. She felt like she was watching Ram sleep. Riya looked so innocent, and peaceful, just like her father. It made Priya feel his presence in the form of their daughter.
After the fight, Priya and Krishuji moved to Australia. Priya found out she was pregnant. Ram had given her his kasam that she would not try to contact him and she didn't. She had hurt him enough and was in no way going to do so anymore. If he felt that by being away from her, his hurt would be any less, then so be it. She was willing to put up with anything for his well being and happiness. She had hurt him so much that even she thought it might be best if they separate.
Her daughter grew up and now 5 years later, they were going back to Mumbai. The principal from Priya's former coaching class had called her and Krishuji and invited them both as special guests for their 50th anniversary party. The two women had made huge contributions to the institute and the principal felt that they should be acknowledged for their hard work even though they weren't with them anymore.
In Mumbai, Priya and Riya were walking along the boardwalk with kulfis. Priya was running after Riya to feed her her kulfi. Riya was running when she lost her mother and bumped into someone. She hid herself in him. Ram looked down at this cute little girl who had smacked into his leg. He picked her up and looked at her. She looked to be about 5 years old. Ram remembered his last happy conversation with Priya before everything had happened and they had separated. It was about starting a family. If they had, their child would be about this little girl's age. He felt like there was a connection between them. And he also got a familiar feeling in his heart, as if someone he loved was nearby.
Riya looked at this man, who was a complete stranger to her in shock.
Ram: Hi Gudiya, aap ka naam kya hai?
Riya: Mere Papa bilkul aap kki tarah dikhte hai…
Ram, raising his eyebrow: Accha? Aap ke Papa ka naam kya hai?
Riya: Mujhe yaad nahi. Sirf unka photo dekha hai Mama ke kamre mein.
Ram: Aur iss pyari si Gudiya ka naam kya hai?
Riya smiled: Riya. Aap ka favourite khana kya hai?
Ram, without any hesitation: Kitna pyara naam hai. Mera favourite khana hai aloo ka paratha.
Riya's eyes widen: Mera bhi! Aur mere Papa ka bhi!
Ram: Beta tumhari Mama kahan hai?
Priya is looking around when she spots Riya in a man's arms. His back was turned to her. Her heart started beating really fast and she felt like someone familiar, who she loved was nearby. She felt like Ram was somewhere very close to her. Riya points to Priya and the man turns around…
Ram turned to see where Riya was pointing and found himself looking straight at Priya. For a second Riya's words came flooding back to him. Then he thought, it couldn't be, could it? No, no, surely she would have moved on by now. His heart sank as he saw her wearing a suit. It was a more hip one. The top was sleeves, and she was wearing it with pants. She didn't have a matching dupatta like she used to before. And her hair was completely different. She didn't wear it on one side like she used to before. Instead of curls, it was wavy and flowy now. She wasn't wearing a mangalsutra nor a sindoor, nor was she wearing a wedding ring. He wondered what was going on. Nevertheless, she looked absolutely stunning. She looked like a mom. She looked beautiful.
The man turns to face her and Priya finds herself looking at the man who she lived for. The man who she breathed for, the man who resided in her heart, in her every breath, in her every heartbeat. The man who's name she took every morning when she got up and every night before she went to bed. The love of her life: Ram. He was wearing a black suit with a crisp white shirt and a black tie. Her favourite look. He looked dashing, but his eyes had something about them. They looked tired and worn out. Like they had given up on something. Like they had no will to continue to fight. And Riya was in his arms. In her Papa's arms. Priya's eyes flooded with tears. She had been waiting for this day for years. She had wanted badly to tell Ram about Riya but she just couldn't bring herself to break his Kasam. Riya was exactly like her father in every way.
Ram approached Priya and she quickly wiped her tears took Riya into her arms from him.
Riya, looking at Priya: Mama, dekho yeh Papa jaise nahin dikhte? Aur pata hai unhe bhi aloo ka paratha pasand hai!
Ram didn't know how to take this. He didn't understand what this little girl was talking about. It just couldn't be true. He was seeing his love after 5 years with her daughter.
Ram: Main chalta hu. Tumhari beti bahut pyaari hai.
He turned to walk away. Priya whispered something in Riya's ears and put her down. Ram took a few steps when…
Riya called out to him, in her feisty voice: Rukiye.
Ram turned to look at them again. Riya walked over to him and told him to kneel down. He kneeled down to her level.
Riya: Mere Papa bhi hamesha suit pehnte the. Aur Mama ne bataya ke woh bhi mujhe Gudiya bulate the. Aur woh bhi meri tarah, har kaam apne ulte haath se karte the. Aur woh bhi meri hi tarah raat ko kharrate lete the. Aur meri tarah unhe gussa bahut jaldi aata tha. Aur unhe, meri tarah baarish bhi pasand nahi thi. Aur meri hi tarah, woh bhi suyion se darrte the. Aur who mujhse bahut pyaar karte the. Lekin maine apne Papa ko kabhi nahi dekha. Mama ne bataya tha ke usse ghalti ho gayi thi aur Bhagwanji ne usse mere Papa cheen liye the. Lekin Mama mere Papa se bahut pyar karti hai. Hamesha uss ke baare mein baatein karti hai. Mere Papa ka naam Ram Kapoor hai. Aap hi mere Papa ho na?
Ram looks up at Priya, who is standing there with tears in her eyes. His eyes fill with tears as he looks at Riya once more. It was true. She was his daughter; their daughter. She was just like him in every possible way. A junior girl-version of Ram Kapoor. He opens his arms and Riya climbs into them and rests her head on his shoulder. He closes his arms around her tiny body and hugs her tight.
Ram: Haan beta main hi aap ka Papa hoon. Aap hi meri Choti Gudiya ho. Lekin aap bahut badi ho gayi ho.
Riya, her head still resting on his shoulder: Papa aap kahan chale gaye the? Maine aur Mama ne aap ko bahut miss kiya.
Ram had tears streaming down his face now: I'm sorry meri Gudiya. Aap dono ghum ho gaye the. Maine aap ko bahut dhoonda lekin aap nahin mile. Lekin ab aap mujhe mil gaye ho. Ab main aap dono ko kabhi kahin jaane nahin doonga. Ab hum hamesha saath mein rahenge.
Riya nods without lifting her head. She just continues to hug her daddy tightly. Ram stands up with Riya still in his arms and walks over to Priya, who had tears flowing from her eyes at the beautiful scene she had just witnessed in front of her. He wipes Priya's tears and shakes his head. He put his other arm around her and held her close. Priya rests her head against his chest, listening to the one thing that soothed her the most; the one thing she had been craving to hear for all these years; his heartbeat. She puts a hand on Riya's back and Ram holds the two of them really close. He had finally found his family. Now he was never ever going to let them go, no matter what happened.
The three of them go back to Lalaji di Kothi, which was Ram's new residence. He had sold Kapoor Mansion and moved out of there as soon as Niharika had been exposed and he had divorced Priya. That place contained way too many bad memories that he did not want to drown in for the rest of his life. It also had some good memories, but those memories were etched in his heart forever. He did not need to live there to remember them. He had moved back home; to his real home; the place where he grew up and had the most happy memories; the real Kapoor Mansion.
Rishabh sees Ram walk in with Riya in his arms and Priya next to him and smiles excitedly. He runs over to them and gives Priya a hug.
Rishabh: Bhabhi aap?! Aur yeh kaun hai?
Ram puts Riya down and Rishabh kneels to her level.
Rishabh: Hi, aap ka naam kya hai?
Riya: Riya, aur aap ka naam kya hai?
Priya: Riya, yeh tumhare Rishabh Chachu hai. Yaad hai maine aap ko in ke baare mein bataya tha?
Rishabh looks at Priya in shock and then at Ram and then back at Priya. He puts the pieces together on his own and stays silent. He looks back at Riya.
Riya: Rishabh Chachu, aap mere saath kheloge?
Rishabh: Of course beta, chalo
She gives him a kiss on his cheek and he picks her up and takes her away.
Ram takes Priya's hand and leads her to his room; to their room. He had transferred everything from Kapoor Mansion and remade his room in his old house exactly the way Priya had decorated their room in Kapoor Mansion. She walks in and looks around. It was an exact replica of what she had left in Kapoor Mansion. The first thing she saw was the huge picture of the two of them hanging on top of the bed. On the dressing table were her bangles, her perfumes and her make up. She opened the drawer to find her half used pack of bindis, which she didn't even wear anymore. She looked around again. Everything was the exact same, from the colours to the layout to the wardrobe. It was identical.
Ram locks the door behind them. He looks at Priya, who has tears in her eyes. His eyes have a mixed set of feelings portrayed in them; some anger, some pain and once again some betrayal. But one look at Priya's tears was enough for him to forget everything. She had told Riya it was her fault that her Papa wasn't with them. She had told her the entire truth and even more than that, she hadn't hid his identity from her. He kept looking at her and she kept looking down with tears flowing non-stop from her eyes. He melted seeing those tears. He couldn't stay away from her anymore. He had spent 5 years in compelte loneliness thinking only about her. Every second of every day, only one name came to his mind; Priya.
Ram came and stood in front of her. He put an arm around her waist and held her firmly. His touch sent shivers down Priya's spine and her heart started to race. 5 years later, and he still had the exact same effect on her everytime he touched her. She had been craving for his touch for 5 long years. He tried to raise her chin but she resisted. He tried again but she again resisted. He tried one more time and this time she allowed him. He made her look into his eyes. He looked into her eyes and saw that same pain he had been carrying in his heart for 5 years reflected in her eyes. He also saw that regret, that sorry and most of all he saw that love; for him. He wiped her tears and took her into his arms. He held her really close, her head resting right on his heart. Hearing Ram's unsteady heartbeat, Priya started to sob.
Priya: I'm sorry Ram. I'm sorry maine aap ko 5 saal pehle itna dukh diya. I'm sorry maine aap ke pyaar pe bharosa nahi kiya. I'm sorry maine aap se Riya ki sachaai chupai. I'm sorry Ram, I'm sorry for everything.
Ram: Shhh. Bas Priya. Jo ho gaya so ho gaya. Ab bas karo. Tum jaanti ho maine in 5 saalon mein har pal sirf tumhe yaad kiya hai. Maine socha tha ke tumhare jaane se shayad woh pyaar bhi chala jayega aur woh dukh bhi kam hoga lekin aisa nahin hua.
He separates her from himself and cups her face in his hands and makes her look into his eyes.
Ram: Mere dil mein, meri har ek saanson mein, mere dil ki har ek dhadkan mein, sirf tum ho Priya. Dukh aur bhi bad gaya, tumse door rehne ka dukh. Aur maine tumhe kahan kahan nahi dhoonda. Lekin tum nahi mili. Aur mujhe laga ke maine tumhe hamesha ke liye kho diya hai. I'm sorry Priya. I'm sorry ke maine tumhe jaane ko kaha. Tumhare saath saath, meri zindagi ki poori roshni chali gayi.
Tears continue to flow continuously from Priya's eyes. She looks into Ram's eyes and sees the hurt, the pain, the loneliness. As they look into each other's eyes, that pain slowly disappears and all that's left is pure love. He takes her into his arms again and she rests her head against his heart. He closes his arms tightly around her as she closes her eyes and listens to his heartbeat steady and slowdown. She could instantly tell what he was feeling at that moment, how happy he was and how much love there was in there; for her.
A few minutes later he separates her again from himself and holds her face in his hands. He looks into her beautiful eyes.
Ram: Priya, tumne Riya se apne Papa ke baare kuch nahi chupaya?
Priya: Kaisi chupati Ram? Aap uss ke Papa hai. Meri vaja se usse apne Papa ka pyaar nahi mila. Woh har roz aap ke baare mein puchti rahi. Bilkul aap ki jaisi hai. Uss ki aadatein, pasand, na pasand, sab kuch. In 5 saalon mein wahi meri jeene ka sahara thi Ram. Aap mere saath hi the, Riya ke roop mein. Wohi aap ki Gudiya hai Ram.
Ram: Nahi Priya, Who meri Choti Gudiya hai. Meri asli Gudiya toh tum ho.
He smiles at her. And caresses her cheek. All of a sudden the smile wipes off his face and he lets go of her and turns around.
Priya: Ram.. Kya hua?
He turns around to look at Priya again and his eyes fill with tears.
Ram: Priya… Maa…
Priya smiles. She comes close to him and holds his face in her hands and wipes his tears.
Priya: Woh bhi yahin hai Ram. Aap kal usse miliyega. Hum teeno ne aap ka bahut intezaar kiya Ram.
He holds her by the waist and pulls her close.
Ram: Priya, ab hum sab ek saath rahenge, ek saccha parivaar ki tarah. I love you Priya.
Priya nods a teary smile: I love you too Ram.
He cups her face in his hands and she closes her eyes as he kisses her on the forehead. Then he kisses her tears away from her closed eyes. He kisses her cheeks. And then he pauses. He looks at her longingly, admiring her beauty and seeing his Priya inside this new Priya. Priya opens her eyes as Ram brings his face closer to hers. He rests his forehead against hers gently nuzzling her nose with his. She closes her eyes again as Ram locks his lips on to hers. He holds her by the waist with one hand, pulling her closer, and holds her face with the other, gently caresseing her jaw with his thumb and deepening the kiss. A single tear falls from Priya's closed eyes, feeling Ram's love and passion, his desire and all those unsaid words in the last 5 years in the kiss. She responds to the kiss by wrapping one arm around his neck, running her fingers through his hair and the other clutching his shirt tightly for support. Both of them pouring their hearts and soul into it and losing themselves completely in each other. Still drowning in the kiss, Ram slowly removes his hand from her face and finds her hand that is clutching his shirt. He holds her hand, down by his side, interlocking his fingers between hers. He tightens his grip around her waist, pulling her even closer and squeezes her hand a little bit more.
All of a sudden there's a knock at the door. They both immediately break the kiss and look at the door. Priya moves towards the door only to be yanked back by Ram holding onto her hand. She lands on his chest. He looks deep into her eyes and gently touches her lips again with his before letting her go and going to open the door himself.
He opens the door and looks down to see his Gudiya standing there with her hands on her hips and a very cute angry look on her face…
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