Preeran OS *IMPULSE*

Hello people.       

This is my first attempt to write something on Preeran. I hope you guys will like it.

So , the recent development in the show clearly shows Karan's love for his brother. So this OS is set in future , after all the Sherlin fiasco is over.

And as for the OS name , I couldn't think of a name . The only word I could think was "IMPULSE" . May be because this OS is based on Karan's impulsive decisions.

I had to divide the OS in three posts since there was some byte limit error .  All the 3 posts are continuous . Just scroll down to read the complete OS

Karan hurried down the stairs, towards the exit of the house before anyone noticed him. He wanted to get out of the house as soon as possible. The buzz in the house, so many people doing different jobs made his work easy. Just ten seconds and he would have made his way out of the house. But as luck would have it, he heard his mother's voice. 

               

" Arrey puttar ji, araam se. Kahin gir naa jaaye tu. Tera jaana zaroori hai kya. Phir se soch ley Karan. Aisey maukey baar baar nahi aatey. Aaj terey bhai ki sagaayi h. Ruk jaa puttar. Pehley tuney btaya hota ki tera jaana itna zaroori hai toh sagaayi postpone kra detey.  Ab tu hi bataa... " 

 

Before his mother's speech could catch speed he tried to stop her. " Arey maa, thhoda saans le lijiye. Maa, mainey btaya thha na ki mera jaana bahut zaroori hai. Warna main kabhi ni jaata bhai ki sagaayi chhod kr. Waisey bhi merey ni rehney se kya fark pdta hai. Main na bhi rahu toh kya, kaun si engagement ruk jaegi "

 

 But before Karan could complete his sentence, he heard a voice which he wanted to hear the most. Or wait, the voice he didn't want to hear at all, not today. 

                         

"RUK JAEGI. Karan agar tum ni rahogey toh main yeh engagement ni karungi he heard her say. 

 

Rakhi laughed listening Preeta's voice. " Dekh ley Karan, ab toh teri honey wali bhabhi ne bhi keh diya. Tu nahi hoga, toh engagement bhi nahi hogi "

                                                                                                                                  

Karan stood blank for a moment. What was Preeta doing here? It was 3 hours to go, before the engagement started. Why was she here? Has she changed her mind? Oh god, why was she here. "Tum yahan kya kar rahi ho Preeta. Abhi 3 ghantey bachey h "

 

" Yeh kya tareeka hua baat krney ka Karan. Ab yeh sirf teri dost ni hai. Teri honey wali bhabhi hai. Thhoda izzat se baat kar. Waisey bhi Preeta ko mainey bulaya hai. Mainey socha ki Preeta yahi pe aakey taiyaar ho toh better hoga " Rakhi explained.

 

"Koi baat ni aunty ji. Aap Karan ko kuchh mat kahiye. Purani dosti hai. Aadatein badalney mein time lagta hai. Hain na, Karan ? " Preeta said, sarcasm dripping from her tone. 

 

" Haa.. Hmm " was all he could manage to say. What had he done to deserve this? This wasn't what he had wanted, and yet here he stood not knowing what to say or do. Before he could think of his next move, he noticed Preeta typing furiously on her mobile. And then his mobile beeped. " Kahin jaaney ki sochna bhi mat Karan. I dare you. Tum ni rahogey toh main yeh engagement ni karungi " read Preeta's message. Why was she being so stubborn? Couldn't she see what he was going through? What fun would she get seeing him in pain? Yes, he accepted that it was his mistake. Today, the circumstances they were in were because of him. But couldn't she see he wasn't happy either. The ever understanding Preeta, why did she fail to notice his pain. Her pain was all she could think about. Or maybe not, it was he who had forced her to do this. Now not being there in the engagement would just prove her point right. He was no coward. He would be there in engagement and prove her wrong. 

 

" Thhik hai Preeta. Main ni ja raha. Cricket, practice toh chlta rahega, pr engagement zada zaroori hai " 

 

" Areyy waah Preeta. Main toh iss ladkey ko samjha samjha ke thhak gyi thhi. Tuney toh ek pal mein hi iska faisla badal diya " said Rakhi clapping her hands in happiness. 

 

" Chal Preeta merey saath. Aur Karan tu bhi jaakey taiyaar ho ja ordered Rakhi taking Preeta's hand and dragging her along. 

 

As Karan made his way to his room, he couldn't help but remember the events that occurred 2 days back. 

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Edited by cutejerry - 6 years ago

flashack (in italics)

Nowadays, Karan had started living his life with double excitement. All the time, one could find him happy, either whistling or smiling and sometimes he even was singing (horribly). Seriously, he had gone crazy. And the reason was one and only "Miss Psycho ". After Sherlin's fiasco they had understood that they were a great team. And then Preeta had suspected about Akshay not being a suitable groom for Kritika. Later they had together discovered about Akshay's obsessive nature, and had freed Kritika from the torturous relationship. And they didn't even know when they had become best of friends, trusting each other unconditionally. Karan had finally found a girl who was friend with him not for his money, image, and looks. She had accepted him as friend only after knowing him as a person. And Preeta had found a perfect friend in Karan who would understand her without her mouthing the words. She could share her deepest insecurity with him. There days started with a good morning message and lots of bickering. Throughout the day they would fight. And in night they would call each other, talk like two mature individuals, share each other problems and sleep after wishing good night. Both loved there routine. Then there was the transition from friends to a bit more than friends. When Preeta's family had started looking for grooms, the burning feeling in Karan's heart had alarmed him. He would find shortcomings in all the prospective grooms, and get them rejected. On one such meeting of Preeta and her prospective groom, Karan had landed in the restaurant like an uninvited guest. And had the audacity to punch the boy when he had tried to caress Preeta's hand. They never said, but the transition had taken place and both of them had accepted it with open arms . The only problem was who would take the initiative to voice their feelings.

                  

But one day and all had ruined. Karan's family had send Rishabh's rishta at Preeta's home. And Sarla had open heartedly accepted the proposal for her daughter. Karan didn't understand what to do. His family and his love, it was difficult to choose. And Preeta had messaged him to meet at her place. What would he say. Just when he was leaving the house he heard his brother talking to Sameer " kya batau yaar ki kitna khush hoon. Pata nahi kabsey yeh sapna thha mera ki Preeta ji meri zindagi mein aaye. Ab toh aisa lagta hai ki meri saari khushiyaan unsey hi hai. Woh nahi toh kuchh bhi nahi ". That's it. Decision was made. Karan knew what he was going to do would break her heart, but it couldn't be changed. One heart had to break, either Rishabh or Preeta. And he had chosen his brother's happiness. Moreover, Rishabh was just the perfect guy for Preeta. Loyal, sensible, mature, caring, loving, he was everything that Karan wasn't. He was everything that Preeta deserved. Not today, but someday he knew even Preeta would feel for Rishabh. They were just perfect for each other. But even these thoughts ached his heart, how would he bear to see these thoughts getting real. Anyway, leaving his thoughts aside, he went to Arora house to execute his plan.

 

Smiling and whistling Karan entered Arora house. There Preeta was waiting for him impatiently. And the moment she saw him, she grabbed his hand and dragged him to the nearest room and locked the door.

 

" Arey Preeta aisey sabkey saamney se mujhey kheech ke le aayi. Tum kabsey itni ashleel ho gyi ho " said Karan with his lop sided grin making himself comfortable on the bed.

                                                                                               

" Mera abhi mazaak ka mood ni hai Karan. Chup kro  " said Preeta, her forehead clearly showing her worry lines. 

 

Karan took a moment to drink in her appearance. She looked oldie but cute in her framed specs. And then there were her hairs tied in a bun. Wearing a blue salwaar and white loose kurta, she looked great like always. There was a time when had hated her dressing sense. " Aisey kaun taiyaar hota h " he had thought. But when he had started finding her appearance beautiful, he couldn't pin point. Maybe the time she was busy reading book, and tired of her hair disturbing her, she had put them in a tight bun. That was the day he had realized that she looked as good in bun as in open hairs. Or maybe the time when she had tried Shrishti's clothes on his insistence, and there were so many guys eyes on her that his blood boiled. He had started to love her salwar kameez that very moment and also told her she looked better in her salwar kameez. 

                                             

Karan was busy staring at her, when Preeta jerked him to bring him out of his daze. 

                           

" Hello, Kahan kho gye tum. Main tumsey baat kr rhi hoon. Tumhey pata bhi hai ki kya hua hai. Rishabh ji ka rishta aaya hai merey liye " said Preeta in a single breath. 

 

" Ofcourse pata hai " that was the only words Karan could manage to say without giving away his feelings. He tried to give his best smile.

 

" Aur... Aur tum khush ho ? " asked a confused Preeta.

 

" Bilkul.. ab toh tum ghar pe hi aa jaogi. Tumhey irritate krney ke liye yahan tak ni aana padega " said Karan not giving up hi farce. 

 

" Yeh kaisa ghatiya mazaak hai Karan " shouted Preeta. 

                                                 

" Arey tumhey kya hua Ms Psycho.. achha ab samjha, mainey tumhey kahan thha na ki tum aur mera bhai, kabhi nahi.  Par ab mainey apni permission de di hai " chirped Karan. He wanted to get over with this conversation as soon as possible. This conversation was going to haunt him for his entire life; he had known this beforehand.

 

" Please Karan, mazaak nahi. Tum jantey ho na ki main Rishabh ji se pyaar ni krti " said Preeta in a low voice. 

 

" Toh kya hua Preeta. Arranged marriage mein pyaar shaadi ke Baad hi hota hai " Karan argued with a serious demeanor.

 

Preeta gaped at him with her eyes wide open and stuttered " Matlab, tum aur main.. matlab hum, mujhey laga tum mujhsey.. "

 

" Main tumsey kya Preeta ? " asked Karan. 

 

" Main Tumsey Pyar Krti Hoon Karan.. aur mujhey laga tum bhi mujhsey " said Preeta without any break in a low whishper

 

If Karan wasn't as attentive as he was, he would have missed her confession. So this was the moment, the moment he dreaded. He didn't know what to do. " Preeta, tum kaisi baatein kr rhi ho. Dost hai hum " said Karan without looking into her eyes. 

 

" Pr tum, tum jhoot bol rahey ho na. Pta chlta hai Karan. Merey liye jitney bhi rishtey aaye tumney sb cancel krwa diye. Tumney Ankit ko maara, usney toh aisa kuchh kiya bhi nahi thha, sirf haath pakda thha. Uss din tumney gussa mein mera haath pakad liya thha.Tumney khud ki aankhein dekhi thhi, jb tumney merey haath pe red marks dekhey thhey. Nahi dekhi thhi na, mainey dekhi thhi. Nishaan merey haath pr thha, pr dard tumhari aankhon mein thha. Jitney pyar se tum ointment lgatey ho Karan, mujhey lgta h ki main koi Barbie hoon. Tumney mujhey yeh ehsaas dilaya Karan ki main jaisi hoon waisi hi khoobsurat hoon. Yeh pyar ni toh aur kya h ? " 

 

Preeta had inched towards him, and was looking directly in his eyes. Before her words would melt him and give away his true intentions, he did what came to his mind. Jerking her hands which were rising to caress his cheeks he faked his anger " kaisi baatein kr rhi ho Preeta. Tum humari friendship ka aisa mtlb nikaal bhi kaisey skti ho. Jo kuchh mainey tumharey liye kiya, woh sb main Sofia aur Malishka ke liye bhi krta. Toh kya main unsey bhi pyar karta hoon ? " 

 

" Mujhey Sofia aur Malishka se compare krney ki galti mat karna " said Preeta gritting her teeth. 

 

" Kyun na karun compare. Woh merey pichhey hai merey star image ke liye. Aur lagta hai tum bhi Wahi chahti ho.  Tumsey 2 din achhi se baat kya kar li, tumhey toh lagaa ki tum The Karan Luthra ko jeet gyi.Tum middle class logon ki problem hi yeh Hoti hai, jahan paisa dekha wahi pe pahuch jatey ho. Ek baat bata doon tumhey, tum jaisey opportunist log.. " he was cut in between by Preeta.

 

She showed her hand signalling him to quieten. Big fat tears had made their way down her innocent eyes. Her nose had turned red, and cheeks had gained color due to crying. That's it. Seeing her cry was the last thing he could handle. Involuntary he walked towards her and wiped her tears. Resting his hands on her cheeks, he whishpered " please samjho Preeta.. main tumsey pyaar ni krta Preeta, ni karta "

 

" Khud ko suno Karan. Kitney desperately tum mujhey aur khud ko yeh yakeen dilaaney ki koshish kr rhey ho ki tum mujhsey pyar ni krtey " said Preeta calmly.

                                                              

" Preeta tum.. "

 

" Meri baat khatm ni huyi hai Karan. Tumhey pta hai jo tumney abhi abhi merey middle class honey ki, opportunist honey ki baat kahi na, ussey mujhey yeh yakeen ho gya ki tum jhoot bol rahey. Ho skta h ki mera Karan mujhsey pyar na karey. Pr woh kabhi bhi merey baare mein aisi baatein ni bolega. Thank you Karan, mujhey bataaney ke liye ki tum bhi mujhsey pyar krtey ho, pr apney bhai ki khushi ke beech mein Ni aana chahtey. Main janti hu ki tum bohot ziddi ho. Tum meri baat ni sunney waley, isiliye main intezaar karungi Karan ki kab tum khud mujhey btaogey ki tum bhi mujhsey pyar krtey ho. Aur haa, apney ghar pe bta dena ki Preeta ne shadi ke liye haa kr di hain " saying things she removed his hands from her cheeks, and opened the door signaling him to leave.

 

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Edited by cutejerry - 6 years ago

 

That day, everything that Karan cherished had ended. But there was something more important, there was Preeta and Rishabh and their new found relation. And he wanted that they should get all the happiness they deserve. The 2 people whom he loved the most. But he being around would become awkward. After Preeta expressed her feelings, Karan knew he couldn't continue his acting of friendship. And also seeing Preeta with someone else would break his heart. Therefore, he had planned that his being away from the marriage ceremonies was the best for all three. But damn, Preeta didn't let him leave. What was she up to. Karan had to maintain his calm and composure, and smile throughout. Deal signed. For the happiness of his two precious people, he had traded his happiness and would continue to fake smile for a lifetime.

 

With these thoughts in mind Karan dressed up. Being alone he couldn't get these thoughts out of his mind. So he decided to go to Krittika's room. Talking with her would divert his mind. But boom ! God really wasn't on his side. The moment he opened the door, he was surprised rather shocked. 

 

Preeta was all dolled up as in a red yellow sari looking ethereal, and was struggling to put on the bangles. 

                                                              

" Main help krta hoon " he heard Rishabh's voice. It was only then that he noticed that Rishabh was in the same room, watching her intently. Even after all his thoughts of calming himself, he couldn't help the burning feeling inside his chest. Damn.. wrong timing. The moment Karan turned around to leave the room there he heard.

 

" Arey Karan tu, aa andar aa " said Rishabh as he saw Karan. Rishabh had already started to help Preeta wear her bangles. Having a hold on Preeta's hand, he tried to slide down the bangles. But there was a bit size issue. 

 

" Nahi bhai, woh main bas Krittika Ko dhundh raha thha. Baad mein aata hoon " Karan said looking anywhere but them. Her hands in Rishabh's, didn't feel right, not at all. 

                                                                                         

" Arey ruk, mujhey tujhsey baat karni hai. Bas 2 minute, Preeta ji ko bangles pehna doon " said Rishabh.

 

Karan waited patiently admiring Krittika's room, ceiling and every single thing but did not look towards Preeta and Rishabh. He could constantly feel Preeta's eyes on him, making it all the more difficult. 

 

" Aaahhh.. " he heard Preeta's pained voice. And he didn't even know how, but within a nanosecond he was beside her. 

 

" I am so sorry Preeta ji, pta nahi kaisey.. I am sorry  " replied Rishabh putting the bangles back at table. He was going to grab Preeta's hand to examine her wound but before he could do so, with a lightening speed Karan had sat on his knees examining her hand. 

 

There was blood coming from her hands and a bangle piece was stuck in her skin. That was the limit of what he could handle. Watching Preeta in pain was impossible, whether she be with him or Rishabh. Sitting on the floor, Karan examined her hand and could hear himself saying " Bhai, aapko dhyaan se krna chahiye thha. dekhiye kitna khoon aa rha hai. First aid box laa dijiye please " he had started with a very high pitch but has slowed down on realising that he was shouting on his brother.

 

A confused Rishabh replied " Abhi laaya " saying which he left the room.

 

Karan couldn't help but a tear made its way down his cheeks. He didn't know what made his tear slip, if it was his pain or hers. But the one thing he did know was that he hadn't felt this helpless in his entire life. There was love of his life in front of him suffering, all due to him. What was he supposed to do? Halting his chain of thoughts, Karan took out his kerchief, and wiped the blood with utmost care. Karan continued wiping Preeta's wound but couldn't dare to look in her eyes. 

 

" Kaanch nikaalna zaroori hai. Thhoda dard hoga " Karan whishpered lowering his head. He caught the bangles piece between his teeth and with a swift moment pulled the bangle piece out of her skin. Throwing the bangle piece, he again started cleaning the wound. 

 

" Ho gya bas. Antiseptic lgana hai. Ab dard ni hoga " said Karan in a shaky voice.

 

" Mujhey Dard ho bhi nahi raha Karan. Aansu merey nahi, tumharey gir rahey. Pyar nahi karte ho mujhsey pr chot mujhey lagti hai toh dard hota hai tumhey. Decide karlo Karan, tum aakhir chahte kya ho " said Preeta in firm determination. 

 

" Aisa kuchh nahi hai " saying this Karan tried to get up and leave. 

 

Preeta grabbed her left hand and with all her power caught her glass bangles pressing them with force. As expected, few bangles broke in pieces. Some pieces fell down and other pieces dug in her left hand. Her right hand also started to bleed after her little stunt. Both her hands appeared red with all the blood.

 

" Ab jaa kr dikhao Karan. Pyar nahi krtey na mujhsey, toh jao yahan se. Sirf dost hoon na main tumhari. Toh jao, waisey bhi Rishabh ji first aid box lekey aatey hi hongey. Woh kr dengey bandage. Jao yahan se Karan " shouted Preeta. 

 

Seeing what had just occurred for a second Karan froze. Had this girl totally lost it. 

                 

" Pagal ho gyi ho tum. Dimaag kharaab ho gya tumhara. Yeh kya Kiya hai. Aainda se aisi kuchh bhi harkat ki hain na, toh soch lena. Mujhsey bura koi ni hoga " shouted Karan in the loudest tone possible. He grabbed Preeta's hand giving her a hard look, and examined the amount of disaster done. God, save him. He couldn't understand his own feelings any longer, love, pain, jealousy, turmoil, he felt all at the same time. His feelings were making him weak, and once again his vision blurred. 

 

" Band kro yeh sab Preeta. Samajhti kyun nahi ho tum. Kyun chot pahucha rahi ho, khud ko bhi aur mujhey bhi. Tumhey dard mein nahi dekh sakta main. Please stop Preeta. Please " pleaded Karan hoping that the girl he loved so much would show some mercy on him.

                                                  

Preeta snatched her hands from Karan's grip, holding him by his shoulders. Staring in his eyes she   spoke " Aur tum kyun ni samajhtey Karan, ki inn chudiyon ke tootney se zada dard mujhey tumharey behaviour se ho raha. Yeh dard main bardaasht kr skti hoon Karan, par tumharey bina, tumharey bina main nahi ji sakti. Nahi ji sakti .. "  Saying this Preeta fell on the ground sobbing uncontrollably.

 

Seeing Preeta this broken was the worst nightmare. Karan fell on his knees and engulfed Preeta in his warmth, not caring an ounce for anyone who saw them. He whishpered sweet nothings in her ears calming her down. He didn't know what he was going to do. He wasn't even ready to hurt his brother. But at the moment, only Preeta mattered. The one thing he was sure was that he was going to take away her pain. He would give whatever it takes to make her happy. He didn't know what was in store for them in future, but at the moment Preeta was in his arms and it was the only thing that mattered. 

 

I hope you guys liked it . Please do like and comment .

Dude! You got me hooked! Now I just wanna know what the outcome of this engagement fiasco is😆

I loved it!

What am I supposed to say? No combination of alphabets can describe the beauty of this OS. It was so so so 10^(infinity) good. Never mind my way of writing 😆 Please write more. You're excellent.Edited by obsessedbyKB - 6 years ago

Such a beautifully written OS. I smiled when they smiled and I cried when they cried. Such a strong cocktail of emotions and I was in love. I love how strong Preeta's character is, especially the part where she breaks the bangles in her hand. Sheer brilliance! It would be great if you could continue with it. Keep up the good work!

Oh my god!  This was so beautiful.

Woww... that was full on drama buddy...

Too good! Those emotions GDI! Their perfect! I imagined this scene in my head and I must tell you, I've never wished for anything more in my life than wanting this scene in the show! Good job!❤️