Coz my exams are over & I can finally gush about our mishbir, I am trying my hand in writing. Hindi is not my language & also I'm no way related to English literature,so pardon me for all the mistakes...it kinda got big,so I'll post it in two parts.
Pls scroll down for the last part.
Part One :
Mishti rukho.
Abir called out to a rushing mishti who just ran out of the car without giving a damn to the thunderous rain.
Abir ran behind her and finally caught hold of her hand just before her house's door.
Abir: No mishti.Not today.U can ignore me about anything, u can avoid me for all my ajeebness.But not this.U have to answer my this question today.
Why you said sorry back there?What was that crazy stunt u pulled off back there?Before everyone mishti!u just apologised for something u never did Mishti,humiliating yourself.
Mishti: Tum cop ho?
Hindi serial ki angry young hero ho?
Iss society ka security guard ho?
To phir mujhr aise kyun pakad ke rakha??
Abir: I'm doing what is right and I dont care if I look like some roadside romeo or some bigshot criminal.Right now I'm doing what a Guy have to do for his....for someone he cares.
And I care about you Mishti.Tell me what happened.U are not a person who'll do whats not right.And u know very well it was not right to beg pardon for something u never did.
Kuch to baat hain.
Areh,If someone told me I did something wrong, i would agree even if I have no idea about it .Because I dont have that much confidence in me.
But Mishti.If everyone, i mean everyone around me starts shouting mishti did something wrong , I wont believe that.Thats just not my mishti.
Lips trembling with the rainy shower,Mishti looked upto the guy with reverence."What is this guy made of?How much more he can sweep her off her feet?”
Some more tears leaked from her eyes.
Abir could still see those pearls amidst of all the raindrops.
Abir:And now you are crying like those abla nari type which clearly shows u also dont agree to ur own action.
So now tell me why u made my mishti do something she wont ever do?
Suddenly there was a thunder and Mishti grasped about their situation .With great inhuman strength she uttered something to get her out of this emotional turmoil.
Mishti: I'm not your mishti.chodo mujhe.
Abir: main tumhe pakad kaha rahi hu?
Shocked,mishti looked down to find Abir had let her hand go,perhaps long ago.
Abir: I never hold onto something which is not mine.areh,I could not even hold onto things that were mine by birth right.
That last line got Mishti go wide eyed.Damn her mouth.What did she just say?How could she made Abir remember all the thing which made him feel less about himself.
Then just like that there was a switch in the whole surrounding.
Abir: Why wilI I hold onto u?Tum koi kitkat ka box ho ki pakad ke rakh du?
I just wanted to stop u and make sure u are Alright.I wanted u to share ur pain.I knew u were upset that's why I kinda charmed ur driver.umm.dont scold him,oka? Us bechara ka koi galti nehi.U know nobody can easily escape my charm?Haina?
Abir added with a trademark abir smile.
Mishti's face was loosing color by seconds.She can see through that smile now.How many times he did that in his life?How many times he covered his agony under this smile?
Oh my God. The guy she knew as a happy soul,whose smile was his most constant thing,how many of those moments were real in his life?
Mishti shivered with the thought.
Noticing mishti's pale face,Abir hurried her towards her door.
Abir: Enough for today angry chorni.Just go and change. U will catch cold in this rate.
Mana ki tum violent ho par aj ka barish tumse bhi zyada violent hain.Jaldi ghar jao.
And with a boyish smile which broke every corner of Mishti's heart,Abir Rajvaans turned around.
Mishti :Sunoo..
(Bored u all?sorry.All the chappals are welcomed.
I just wanted to write something about those two.will come back with part 2 soon)
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