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@darlingpinks,

Loved it, so sooo god n BTW PM me nxt time pls

JOURNEY TO LOVE

PART 2

Beautiful she was. She smiled and I noticed that her smile didn't reach her eyes. I smiled back in a similar manner


"Kahaan jaa rahe ho?" She asked innocently
"Mumbai " I answered reluctantly
"Wow! Do you work there?" Curiosity evident in her voice

"No" I replied bluntly

"Khadoos" she muttered and I could not stop chuckling
Even 'she' used to call me so.

"Aap kaha? " before I could complete my question, she told, "Mumbai. First time jaa rahi hoon to thoda dar bhi lag raha hai. Lekin jaana to hai"

"Job issues maybe na. But can't you find a decent job in Delhi. Seems like you're decently educated. Aren't you? Haa. Ghar main majboori hoga tho aisa kadam uthaana hi padega. Thek hai"

"Oye, kudkud bandh karoge apna? Kuch bola nahi sab kuchh assume kar liya. Have you heard about Ruchi Food House? That belongs to my"

"So you're a Madrasi. I see. "

"Madrasi nahi Malayali"

"Ek hi to baat hai"

"Saari southies madrasi nahi hote. Apna encyclopaedia badalwaane ka time ho gaya hai"

"To Madam aish karne ke liye Mumbai jaa rahi ho?"

"Nahi. Apne pyaar ko dhoondhne ke liye" hope brimming in her eyes


"Pyaar. Mumbai mein? Paagal ho gayi ho kya?"

"Aapko paagalpann lagega. Aap kya jaane apne nohabbat ko kho dena ka dard"

Kaise btaayein kyun tujhko chahe yaara btaa na paaye
Baatein dilo ki dekho jo baagi aankhein tujhe samjhaye
Tu jaane na... tu jaane na... tu jaane na... tu jaane na


"Boliye na. Shaayas mujhe samajh aaye aur aapka dard bhi kam ho jaaye. Maybe I can help you in Mumbai " I told. Laughing at my own actions of running away from my love.


"Subbu naam hai uska. Matlab I call him Subbu. Subrahmaniam Iyengar. Basically he is a Tamilian and I am a Bhattathiri from Kerala. Interstate you know"

"So family was villain"

"Arre yaar nahi. Poore to suni. Villain to khud woh tha. Uska ego. Mera bhi
We knew that we loved each other but didn't want to admit the same. Irrevocably in love, we were. We thought that words were not necessary to express and feel that

Milke bhi hum na mile tum se na jaane kyun
Meelon ke hai faasle Tum se na jaane kyun
Anjaane hai silsale Tum se na jaane kyun
Sapne hai Palkon tale tum se na jaane kyun...

Kaise btaayein kyun tujhko chahe yaara btaa na paaye
Baatein dilo ki dekho jo baagi aankhein tujhe samjhaye
Tu jaane na... tu jaane na... tu jaane na... tu jaane na

All went fine until Abhimanyu came to Delhi. Abhimanyu is my Paternal Aunt's son. My cousin. Or more precisely my 'muracherukkan'. Whom i was to be in nuptial bond according to the custom.
I was forced to spend more time with Mani. Under the context of courtship. How badly I wished Subbu come and tell me how much he needed me"

Khayalon mein lakhon baatein yun tu keh gaya
Bola kuch na tere samne
Ooo huea na be-gaane bhi tum hoke haar ke
Dekho tum na mere hi bane
Afsos hota hai dil bhi yeh rota hai
Sapne sanjota hai pagla hua soche yeh
Hum the mile tumse na jaane kyun


How much I loved him. Alas he didn't seem to bother. All those moments we shared together flashed in front of me, always. But maybe I was the only one bothered. He left me. Asking me to move on with Mani. Coldly. As if I was nobody to him. Maybe I was nobody. And ran away to Mumbai"

I was caught in deep thought. But I responded.
"Maybe he loved you all along. But couldn't muster up enough courage to say that he loves you. Maybe he thought Mani was better for you. Maybe he was not sure about your feelings. Even you couldn't tell him right. By the way , where is Mani?"

"The courtship proved that I belong to elsewhere. It was like stabbing myself each time, a moment spent with Mani. I hated myself for being part of his beautiful dreams. And one day I told him everything. Just before he slid the engagement ring into my finger. And that ine day is today. You see , I will have to find him and tell him I love him.
And about what you told initially. Impressive. You men think the same or what. Mani explained this to me and I am here. Going to Mumbai."

I looked into her eyes. I looked onto her face. She is beautiful. Very beautiful. How can someone run away from her

Wait a second. Was she telling my story?

"I love you" I told her. Deeply looking into her eyes

I saw her eyes moisten. Lips trembled

People jenny has posted part 2 of her ts above. 😊 Part 3 of her TS is in the below post.Edited by peace.. - 9 years ago

JOURNEY TO LOVE

PART 3

I saw her eyes moisten, lips tremble

She hugged me and whispered. "Tell her the same. She will be happy "

I stood there shocked

She seemed to have understood my turmoil and told,
"It's just 4 hours away from Delhi. Get down at the next halt and go to her. Tell her how much you love her. Maybe you can do something else too" she winked

The train stopped at some station and I decided to get down

"Bye Mr. Raman Kumar Bhalla" she waved me a good bue

"Bye and good luck Ms. "

"Ruhi" she replied smiling




NEXT MORNING

"Ishita, mujhe kuch kehna hai tumse"
"Haa. Bol"

"Nigahon mein dekho meri jo hai bas gaya
Woh hai milta tumse hubahu
Ooo jaane teri aankhein thi ya baatein ki waja
Huea tum jo dil ki aarzoo
Tum paas ho ke bhi tum aas ho ke bhi
Ehsaas ho ke bhi apne nahi aise hain
Humko gile tumse na jaane kyun

Meelon ke hain faasle tum se na jaane kyun
Tu jaane na... tu jaane na... tu jaane na... tu jaane na

Tu jaane na jaane na jaane na... aaa tu jaane na...

"Kya hua Raman. Subah subah Raavan Kumar Atif Aslam mode par hai. Meri shaadi ka asar hai kya? Shaadi mein to dance karna hi padega ". She tried to sound normal holding back her tears

"Shaadi mein to main apni dulhann ke saath naachungi. Kyun Jhansi Ki Rani?"

"Aap bhi shaa.."

Before she could complete, his lips were on hers. A gentle and slow kiss of their sweet love

I love you Jhansi Ki Rani

Whom do I love other than you Kudkud Kumar




EPILOGUE

3 years after their marriage and here he was. Holding his newborn in his hands. Angel she was. Indeed beautiful. Like her mother or like

"RUHI" I called her.
Someone who helped us to be together. And now this Ruhi will bind us together.

"Ruhi. Naam to acchha hai. Lekin agli baar South Indian naam hoga. Kyun Raavan Kumar?" Commanded Ishita

"Agli baar ka kya matlab. Ruhi kaafi nahi hai kya?
Tum kya ek nursery khol na chahte ho. Alternatively Punjabi or Madrasi bacche. Accha idea hai waise "
I thought of pulling her leg

"Kya Raman. Aap bhi na" she told with a shy blush. How much I love her. How much I love this.

"Ishu beti. Tumhaare appa amma aa rahe hai Chennai se. Unhone nahi socha tha ki tumhaari beti aane keliye itni jaldi karogi. 8ve mahine mein hi bahar aa gay hamaare princess" told Mrs. Arora, whom Ishita lovingly addressed Mamma, her Appa's bestfriend's wife.

"At least yeh to fast hai. Naa ki apne appa ke jaise" mumbled Ishita
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Sleep deprived night it is. I adored my 2 sleeping beauties.
I went through the flashbacks

3 years back



I went to railway station that day after meeting Ishita and with the help of a friend, I checked the reservation list of last day's Swaraj Express.

"Naam kya hai uska"
"Ruhi"
"Poora naam battaao"
"Ruhi Bhattathiri maybe , not sure or maybe Iyengar or Iyer or anything. South Indian hai"
"Ruhi aur South Indian thode odd nahi lag rage. Are you sure yahi naam hai"
"Matlab? Uske parents yahi settle hue hai. Shaayad Ruhi acchi lage tho rakhi hogi"
"Waise list mein koyi Ruhi nahi hai"

"Mera seat number tha s8 38 aur uska 37 tha shaayad"


"Sawaai Madhopur se hai uska reservation. Koi Lakshmichand."

"Lekin wahaan pe to main utar gaya tha to"

I went to the Ruchi food house next. Upon continued insistence I was allowed to meet the owner of the restaurant. Mr. Vishnu Bhattathiri.

"Sir. I am a regular customer of yours. And I love the dishes here. My fiance is a south Indian so this is like our favourite hangout place."

"Thank you. Mr. Bhalla. Wasn't that your name? Any suggestions?"

" Sir, your daughter"

"So you're her friend. We all miss her badly. But who can stop what was bound to happen. But at least in death she had her love with her" said him with grief

"But what happened to her? Suddenly? Subbu?"

"Not suddenly. Last year. She lost her life in a road accident in Mumbai when she was returning to Delhi with Subbu. My Divya is now no more"

"Divya? Ruhi kaun hai? Aur woh Divya ki kahaani kyun bata rahi thi? Divya to ek saal pehle hi guzar chuke hai" I asked myself.
I saw a family pic of hers. Mr. Vishnu and others whom I assumed to be Mrs. Vishnu and his son and 2 daughters. And the younger daughter was her. RUHI. Another pic close to it was a close up pic of RUHI or DIVYA I must say with a garland over and a subscript. In fond Memories of DIVYA...

"Sorry Uncle. I didn't know. I am really sorry."

I left the cabin in thoughts. Who was she? The story was true but someone else's like her face. And

Wait did she address me Raman Kumar Bhalla??
I never told her my name

After leaving the restaurant, all I could manage to do was to go to the nearby hanuman mandir. Where maybe my questions will be anawered
Or maybe I shouldn't question at all.


Edited by littlejenny313 - 9 years ago

Os: seekho na
lovly update
thanks for pm

Os: Lage ja gale
you made me cry
so emotional
n mindblowing

Originally posted by: RS472

Loved it, so sooo god n BTW PM me nxt time pls

@little jenny-lovely ts bt wt is ruhi's aur divya's name? n why did he check before day's list. it was something 1 year ago right. 

Originally posted by: shravsss

Neethi...

i loved it...

I liked your portrayal of Raman and Ishita...

Their Importance of existence in each other's life...

Both had their part of Misses...

Both had responsibilities... which came as the reasons to be away... 

but as they say... " Miles Apart but Hearts A Part..."  

You awesomely wrote this concept... I'm in love with your writing...

P.S The Song is one of my favorite...  And i liked it... It Complimented very nicely the story...