Kabhi Jo Baadal Barse
Contents:
Prologue: Page 1
Part 1: Baarishon mein behdarak tere naachne se
Part 3: Tumhe baarish pasand hai?
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Prologue:
Sitting at the bar in the Entertainment Room of Kapoor Mansion, Ram Kapoor
cursed his destiny. Every time he thought that finally there would be some
happiness in his life, his destiny had other plans for him; plans that didn't
have any space for this happiness. As he picked up the nearly empty bottle of
his favourite beverage, he said to himself... "Tumne hi toh kaha tha na
Priya, buri aadat ko chodne ke liye ek acchi aadat ki zaroorat hai... Tum thi
meri acchi aadat!... Lekin ab, jab meri acchi aadat ne mujhe chod diya... aur
koi rasta nahi hai mere paas... Iss aadat ko bhulne ke liye yehi tareeka hai...
At least yeh toh mujhe chod ke nahi jaa sakta tumhari tarah Priya."
He poured the remaining liquid from the bottle into his lavish crystal glass...
"As unhealthy as this is, at least it won't walk away from me" he
slurred as he picked up the glass and swirled the whisky for a few moments. He
then brought the glass to his nose, inhaling the rich, intense aroma of the
liquor. At once, he emptied the glass with a gulp. 16 years ago, before the
addiction started, he was like most people; he liked taking his time to savour
the flavour of the whiskey... But as time went by, he'd gotten familiar with
the taste that now it didn't make a difference to him- he would just down it-
all at once. Now he was more interested in quantity... Why waste time with one
drink when he could have multiple drinks in the same amount of time.
Again, he grabbed the bottle, only to realise he had emptied the contents of it
in such little time. In anger, he slammed the bottle on the Bar. He then pulled
out a cigar, placing it between his lips; lighting it, as he slowly lifted
himself off the bar stool. Staggering behind the bar, to get another bottle, he
poured himself another drink. But this time, he wasn't so hasty to consume it.
He left the glass on the table for a little while... Taking out his phone, he
unlocked it and placed it on the bar in front of him... He leaned forward,
placing his elbows on the bar; he took the cigar from his hand, and held it
between his two fingers... "Why do I still miss you Priya?" He said,
looking at the picture of her on his screen as he put his head in his hands. A
tear escaped from his eye, and rolled down his cheek falling onto the phone...
"Why can't I forget you... I can't stop thinking about you, wondering
where you are, who you're with, what you're doing... do you still think about
me?" He said as he wiped the tear drop from his phone, his thumb lingered
on the screen for a few moments as he stroked Priya's picture lovingly.
"Drowning your sorrows again, Ram... How long is this going to go on
for?"
Ram looked up, with his bloodshot eyes, at the source that interrupted his nightly
alone time...
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Priya walked to the fridge in her luxurious, lavish London penthouse... She
poured herself a glass of orange juice and then headed towards the sofa; picking
up the remote to her iPod Dock, she felt like she needed to wind down after a
long day... As she put her feet up she looked at her phone... "Priya
you're crazy, you're expecting the most stubborn, ziddhi man to call you... He
won't ring... Aur kaise phone karega... Uske paas number bhi nahi hoga..."
She thought to herself...
She placed her phone on the arm rest, leaning her head back against the sofa,
she closed her eyes, listening to the music she played... "I miss you Mr.
Kapoor, aaj kuch zyaada... Aaj aapko meri yaad aa rahi hai?" she thought.
Suddenly her phone began to ring, her eyes shot open, hoping it would be Ram...
She looked at the caller ID and sighed... "You're mad Priya, of course it
wouldn't be Ram"
"Neha, hi... How are you?" She asked
"Mai teekh hoon, tum kaisi ho? You sound a bit..." Neha asked
worried, as she knew what today meant to her...
"I'm okay Neha... Don't worry about me, tu bata... Sab kaise hai vahaan?"
"Sab, matlab Ram?" Neha asked, knowing that Priya was indirectly only
enquiring about Ram.
"Neha, pata hai, toh kyun puch rahi ho? Haan mai Mr. Kapoor ke baare mei
baat kar rahi hoon... Aaj ek saal pehle... Humari pehli mulakaat huyi thi...
Mai jaanti hoon ki meri tarah woh issi ke baare mei hi soch raha hoga..."
Priya said
"Priya, itni chinta hai, toh khud kyun nahi baat karti Ram ke saath? I
have a better idea... Why don't you just come back here and speak to him... Get
back together... Resolve all the issues between you." Neha said
"It's not that easy..." Priya told her... "It's more complicated
than that..." She continued
"Your ego is complicating things... It's simple agar tum apna ego ko chod
de" Neha stated
"Nehaaa... You know I think about him 24/7... Not a day goes by where he
isn't on my mind, I'm constantly thinking about him, what he's doing, how he's
coping... Whether he's forgotten about me..."
"You know he will never forget you, you're his life... The only woman he's
ever loved... The only woman who was able to break down his walls" Neha
interrupted
"He had a funny way of showing it..." Priya responded
"Priya are you still going on about that?" Neha asked
"Obviously, do you know how much it hurts to know that he didn't trust me
enough to tell me what was going on in his life... He kept secrets from me, he
was hiding things... Made it seem like he was having an affair... And when I
confronted him... He still kept quiet... you know, I still don't know what was
going on with him" Priya complained
Neha had heard this all before... But for the first time she commented... It
had always been like this... Vikram would always take Priya's side and Neha
would always take Ram's...
"So you just walked away from him, from your relationship, from your
love?" And just like that, Neha thought Priya was wrong for walking away,
whereas Vikram thought Ram was wrong for not stopping her.
A tear fell from Priya's eyes... "Neha, haan, I walked away... Lekin Mr.
Kapoor ne bhi mujhe jaane diya... He didn't stop me... Ek baar bhi nahi kaha ki
'Darling rukh jao'... Mere peeche peeche nahi aaya, aur mera haath apne haath
me lekar, he didn't stop me... He didn't pull me back; not even once" She
cried.
"Kyun? Tumne palat ke dekha? Nahi! Tumne nahi kiya, toh kaise rokh sakta
tha tujhe?"
"He didn't call my name for me to turn back, toh kyun peeche
dekhthi?"
"Priya you're mad... You walked away from him, and now you're blaming
him... You decided that it was best to walk away... Why would he stop you when
you called the shots?" Neha shouted through the phone
"Neha, I expected him to stop me, to fight for me... Is our love not worth
fighting for?"
"It is baba, lekin dono ka kaam hai... Tum dono relationship mei the, so
you both had to fight to make it work... It's not just one person's job."
Neha explained.
"Neha you know... Mai Mr. Kapoor ko bohot pyaar karti hoon... Aur humesha
karungi, humesha mere kayaalon mei rehta hai... Mere dil mei, lekin I always
think about what happened that night... I felt like he didn't trust me enough
to tell me what was going on... And it kills me everyday knowing that he kept
quiet, knowing that he didn't stop me, he didn't want to fight for me... He
just let me go..." Priya cried "but you know something Neha... No
matter how much he hurt me by doing that, I love him so much, that if he was to
call me I'd come running back to him in an instant... I'd forget everything;
I'd drop everything, and get the first plane back to India and run into his
arms... Give our relationship another chance... One phone call that's all it
would take for me to come back to him."
"Tum nahi call kar sakti?... You walked away from him and you expect him
to call you and ask you to come back..." Neha said
"You've always had a big ego Priya... But in matters of love- I didn't
expect you to let your ego come in the way..."
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"Vikram, mera dost... Aa beht mere saath... Have a drink with me" he
said in a drunken manner...
Vikram took a seat on a bar stool as Ram poured him a drink... "Ram I
haven't come here to drink with you, I don't want to entertain this silly
addiction of yours..."
"Pee le yaar... It's just a drink... Kya bigaar sakta hai? Pata hai
Vikram... Love is worse, this isn't a silly addiction- love is. If the love of
my life can give me so much pain by leaving me... Yeh drink toh kuch bhi nahi
hai, kuch bhi nahi kar sakta, relax, chill."
Vikram looked at his best friend... The pain in his eyes was unbearable... But
since Priya left, sirf dard dikhaye deta tha Ram ki aankho mei... Aur koi kuch
bhi nahi kar sakta, nothing would lessen the pain... Not even the immense
alcohol consumption... Yet he still drank, with the hope that one day, the
drink will make him forget his pain even for one second.
"...I was so attached to Priya, Vikram... Bohot pyaar karta tha... Karta hoon mai usse, aur ab voh mere saath nahi hai, toh ab meri attachment iske saath hai" he said as he picked up his glass of whiskey... He took a sip from it... As he knew he'd have to manage with this one glass until Vikram leaves... There was no way Vikram would allow him to pour another while he was there...
"Vikram, aaj se ek saal pehle, I met her for the first time... Uss waqt
mujhe nahi pata tha ki voh mere liye itni important hogi... Kuch dheer ke liye,
since that day, meri zindagi badal gayi thi... Aur ab dekho... Mai waapas wahi
aagaya hoon... Jahaan pehle tha... Life is back to how it was before... without
Priya..." He said as Vikram looked on at him silently...
Ram looked up at him... Vikram's eyes conveyed a message to him... "Arey
yaar, don't worry about me, Isiliye aaj kuch zyaada pee raha hoon... I don't
drink like this normally"
"Jhoot mat bhol Ram, mai jaanta hoon tu kitna peeta hai... I see you in
this state every night Ram, and it kills me every time I see you like this,
every time I look into your eyes... Stop doing this to yourself! Ram tujhe pata
hai? You're slowly killing yourself with this... Dheere dheere apne aap ko maar
raha hai"
"THIS is not killing me Vikram... Priya is killing me, uski yaadien mujhe
maar rahe hai, joh dard deh kar chali gaye thi... Voh mujhe dheere dheere maar
raha hai, Vikram she walked away from me yaar... Just like that. Itni aasani se
kaise usne mujhe chod diya." He paused for a few moments...
"Vikram, not a day goes by where I don't think about her, where I don't
miss her, how she made me feel... Since the first day we met... All I could
think about was her... Aur phir pyaar hogaya, aadat ban chuki thi voh meri...
Aur aaj bhi, hum saath nahi hai, lekin phir bhi... Sirf uske baare mei he
sochta hoon- she's on my mind every second of every day!..."
"Priya tumhari pyaar thi, ya sirf aadat?" Vikram questioned...
"Vikram you know the answer to that, so why are you asking... of course she was my love... I loved her, but her love was my aadat, I was addicted to the way she made me feel... I was only able to stop this habit because of her, and now look- because of her, because she left me... I'm back to square one." Ram said.
He was about to
puff on his cigar, when Vikram pulled it out of his hand and snubbed it out in
the ashtray next to him...
"Vikram yeh tumne kya kiya... You're not supposed to snub a cigar" he
picked it up and looked at it "yeh toh karab hogaya..."
"So? Chuck it..." Vikram said
"Aise hi? Just like Priya... Usne bhi itni aasani se mujhe, ek cheez ke
tarah phenk diya tha at the first sight of trouble, she gave up on our
relationship... No, she didn't give me the chance to salvage our
relationship... But I can still salvage this... Kuch nahi hua isse..."
"Ram yeh aadat ne tujhe pagal kardiya!" Vikram exclaimed
"Nahi Vikram, Priya ne mujhe pagal kardiya, uski yaadien... Not a moment
goes by where I don't think about her, about our love, voh lamhe joh humne
saath bithaye the; and when I think about those moments I'm fine... Lekin phir,
mai uss din ke baare mei sochta hoon... The day she walked away from me... And
It kills me every time I think about it... knowing that she walked away from
our relationship so easily, knowing that she didn't think for once that we were
worth fighting for... Ek baar bhi nahi socha... She just... She just walked
away from me... Like that" he said clicking his finger...
"Tumne bhi toh usse rokha nahi"
"Kaise rokhtha? Usne palat ke dekha bhi nahi meri tharaf... She just
carried on walking" Ram said trying to justify himself.
"Tumne usse bhulaya? Nahi na, phir peeche mod ke kyun dekhthi? Tumne uske
peeche peeche jaa ke, ya haath pakad ke usse rokha? Nahi na? So how did you
expect her to stop... You didn't even try once, you didn't even think once to
stop her, to make her change her mind... You are equally to blame for this
Ram... You didn't fight for her either... Maybe she wanted you to stop her, to
fight for her" Vikram said...
"Haan, Sab kuch meri galati thi..." He said sarcastically.
"Sab kuch nahi... Lekin if you just told her everything, instead of
keeping it all a secret, she even asked you but you didn't say anything... That
is the reason she walked away... she must have felt lik you didn't trust her
enough to tell her the truth, toh tu bata... Take that into consideration and
tell me, kya woh galat thi?"
"Galat thi! Woh galat thi Vikram! Tu jaanta hai ki maine usse sab kuch
kyun nahi bataya... For her own good, her own safety... It was better if she
didn't know... Okay I was wrong for hiding things from her... But still
regardless of that... She walked away from me, Vikram, she walked away... ek
mokha bhi nahi diya mujhe to sort things out..."
They stayed silent for a few moments...
"Pata hai Vikram, mai iss aadat ko chod sakta hoon... Aur takleef bhi nahi
hogi, kissi ko bhi nahi... na mujhe na isse... I can easily call the shots with
this" Ram said, picking up his glass of whiskey... "Lekin jab Priya
ne mujhe choda... takleef sirf mujhe huyi! Aur woh jaanti thi ki mujhe kitni
takleef hogi... Yet she still did it... Meri acchi aadat. She walked away from
ME."
"Takleef usse bhi huyi thi Ram..."
"Kaisa takleef... She decided to walk away, she called the shots... So
kaisa takleef?" He questioned... "I always think that I shoould try
to contact her, to speak to her... Lekin phir sochta hoon ki kyun, kyun baat
karoon? She left me"
"Yeh tumhara ego hai yaar! Tu yeh baat handle nahi kar sakta ki ussne
tujhe choda... You're ego is stopping you... You've always had a big ego Ram,
lekin pyaar ke maamlo mei, I never thought you'd let your ego come between you
and your love."
"Chod Vikram, tu nahi samjhega..."
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"Chod na Neha, you won't understand..." Priya said.
"Ram ko batadun? Ki you're waiting for that one phone call from
him..." Neha asked
She looked up... She smiled slightly at the familiar man walking towards her...
She noticed that something wasn't right, the look on his face conveyed to her
that he wasn't didn't come for a friendly chat... "Listen Neha, hum baad
mei baat karenge... Kuch kaam hai, mai woh karke tujhe call karungi phirse,
bye" she said and quickly put the phone down without giving Neha the
chance to reply.
"Tum, yahaan? Kuch baat karni thi?... Aur andar kaise aaye?" She
asked the man...
"Don't worry about how I got in... I just came to tell you..." He
said telling her what he needs from her.
As he spoke, her expressions changed... She was shocked to hear what he wanted
her to do...
"Aur agar maine na kaha toh, manna kardiya toh?" she said, raising
her eyebrow...
He handed her his phone...
"Speak to him..." The man said
She put the phone to her ear... "Priya..."
After hearing the voice on the phone.. She stood, in shock... Dropping the
phone on the floor... The man looked at her with a smug smile...
A few moments later Priya said "why are you doing this?"
"Because I can, and you're the perfect person for this..." He said
before walking off, as he got to the door, he turned back and said...
"We're leaving for India tomorrow... Make sure you have your bags
packed... 'Mrs Kapur'..." he said as he winked at her.
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"Ram..." Vikram began to speak, but the sound of his phone ringing
interrupted him... "Neha ka phone hai..." He said
Ram nodded, and smiled...
"Neha, kya hua... Mai Ram ke saath hoon"
"I know, aur abhi abhi meri baat huyi thi Priya ke saath... And you know
what, she said?" Neha said excitedly... "Ussne kaha tha ki, she will
come back... But only if Ram calls her back, agar Ram ne Priya ko waapas
bhulaya, phir who instantly aajayegi... Vikram do something... We have to get
them back together, they're both hurting, and they're egos are not allowing
them to make the first move... Priya ziddhi hai... But Ram can be persuaded.
Give him her number... And get him to speak to her... Woh maan jayega, aur phir
Priya bhi maan jaayegi... She'll come back to him."
Vikram excitedly put the phone down...
"Tu bohot kush lag raha hai... For the first time, after you've spoken to
Neha... You're not stressed." Ram teased.
"Baat hi aisa hai... Pen aur paper hai?" Vikram asked
Ram handed him a pen from his shirt pocket and a notepad. Vikram quickly wrote
down Priya's number and handed it to him.
"Yeh kya hai?" Ram asked, confused.
"Tumhari kushi ka number"
"Kushi kaun hai? Mai koi kushi ko nahi jaanta..." Ram said.
"Arey yaar... Priya ka number hai"
"Toh? Mai iske saath kya karoon, she didn't give me her new number for a
reason, so I don't want It."
"Arey? Yeh ego wego chod, and speak to her... Pata hai Ram, she wants you
to call her, she said to Neha that if you were to call her back, she'd come in
an instant... She'd come back to you... She wants you to bring her back, bring
her back Ram..." Vikram ordered.
"Tu jaa, Neha tumhara intezaar kar rahi hogi" Ram said...
Ram picked up his glass and walked towards the window...
"Ram" Vikram said, causing Ram to turn back... "That is your
last drink for today" Vikram said sternly... "Oh and you might want
to sober up and then call her in the morning..."
"Who said I was going to call her?" Ram said as he turned back to
look out of the window again... He looked on at the rain... "Ek saal pehle
bhi, issi din pe... Aise hi baarish ho rahi thi... And I met you Priya, aur aaj
phir baarish ho rahi hai aur tumhara number mujhe mila..." Ram thought...
He opened the window, and felt the cold breeze hit his face he lifted his hand
to feel the cold rain against his skin... For the first time since Priya
left... Ram enjoyed it, he felt free... As if with the rain, all his pain was
being washed away...
Vikram smiled, he knew his friend too well... "You'll call her, I know you
will" Vikram thought... He picked up his phone from the bar, accidentally
pressing the play button on the remote lying next to it...
"You hurt me so much Priya, why should I call you? Why can't you call
me... You've distanced yourself so much from me, and you expect me to be the
one to call you, and get you back... How did we end up here, like this
Priya?"
Pehle kabhi na tune mujhe ghum diya... Phir mujhe kyun tanhaa kar diya... Guzaare the joh lamhe pyaar ke... Humesha tujhe apna maan ke... Toh phir tune badali kyun adaa... yeh kyun kiya?
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Priya walked to the bar in her penthouse... She went to pick up a bottle of Ram's
favourite whiskey... But she stopped as she remembered Ram's words...
"Priya, mere bina please, please don't drink... I'm not stopping you from
drinking... But I don't want you to drink when I'm not with you... I don't like
the idea of you being intoxicated when I'm not around to look after you... You know
alcohol makes you vulnerable... I don't want anyone taking advantage of you in
your drunken state..."
"Ram, even without being intoxicated, apparently I'm still vulnerable...
And HE'S taking advantage of me now... And there's nothing I can do about it..."
She thought as she placed the bottle back in its place... She headed towards
the door to her balcony... Feeling suffocated, she opened the door... Hoping
that the breeze from the rain would stop her from feeling so suffocated...
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Ram and Priya both took out their phones, scrolled through their pictures and
came across a picture Vikram had taken of them dancing together in the rain...
Vikram had taken it so that he could tease them... But this was the most beautiful
picture they had to date...
Ram looked at the picture then he looked at her number and smiled.
Priya looked at the picture and cried, bringing the phone near to her heart...
Kabhi jo baadal barse... Main dekhun
tujhe aankhein bharke... Tu lage mujhe pehli baarish ki dua... Tere pehlu mein
reh lu mai khud ko pagal keh lu...Tu ghum de ya kushiyan seh lu saathiya
"I'm so sorry Ram, I know Neha must have told you by now, lekin phirse
kismat ne aisa khel khela... Aapke paas aana chahti hoon, but as destiny would
have it... It looks like that won't be possible... This is going to hurt you
even more now... I'm so sorry"
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Hello...
uff kya kahun, yeh maine kuch mahine pehle likha tha... I wrote a few parts, I didn't post it because I couldn't think of a name, and then I heard Shreya Ghoshal's ❤️ Kabhi Jo Baadal Barse and thought it was perfect... but then because of certain circumstances I stopped writing 🤣 and then I forgot about it and started writing something else... but then yesterday's episode of Priya walking away from Ram reminded me of this story I had started...
Anyway, as you can tell, RaYa are not together... but this is the present track... next update (if you want me to continue) will be a reverse leap 🤣, so Part 1 will start with the love story... and then a few updates into this will be the present track... but don't worry I'm not Ekta... so they won't really be apart for long 😊...
Hope you enjoyed reading this... please let me know if you want me to continue... and let me know if you'd like a PM or add me to your buddy list if you'd like a PM whenever I update... I'm not going to force you to read it though 🤣
Bohot bakwaas hogaya... bye 🤣
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