He could hear loud cheers from the TV lounge, ‘Mom and Vimmi of course!’ He sighs making his way to the kitchen knowing tonight he won’t be getting any attention from these ladies after all their dearest Parvati was on TV, winning Best Actress award. And this time it wasn’t for KPK but her third bollywood film as a leading lady. He was proud,she made it to bollywood to the Big screen as her mother wanted or maybe she didn’t. But what mattered was that Sonakshi Rastogi bagged her first bollywood project on the basis of her talent. She defied all norms and proved that a TV actress isn’t any less than a movie star when it comes to talent. Veena Sippy and Vimmi were still rejoicing in the lounge on her win, if only he could tell them that the results were announced a month ago and this show is recorded. Rohit’s steps halted when he heard a familiar laugh, it was Sonakshi’s.
‘So Soankshi , is it true you are dating your co star Siddharth Khurana?’ The reporter asked excitedly followed by three others rephrasing the same question.She blushed in her usual manner not giving them a satisfactory answer. She left without any clarification leaving behind bewildered reporters who’d now talk about the pair and their upcoming movie for next few months keeping the buzz alive. That’s how it worked lately.
He was reminiscing his life two years back when Veena Sippy entered his room coughing deliberately, ‘Achi lg rahi th na meri Bahu aj,’ ‘MOM Please.’ He utters irritated with her constant jibes. Two years should’ve been enough for her to understand it was not happening. Ever. Especially now when Sonakshi’s world was so different from that of his. She won’t be able to see me in that crowd. He always registered that whenever his heart coerced him to call her back. But he wasn't selfish. His love wasn’t. He didn’t want to deprive her from her share of success and happiness. ‘Mom my second love story is meant tobe incomplete like the first one. Apke betay se muhabbat khafaa hai shayad.’ Veena caressed her son’s face lovingly shaking her head in denial, ‘Not this time Rohit not this time.’
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Tonight was the night to have a heart to heart conversation with her own self. Life became busier than before. Whether it had been movies or tv serials, this profession kept on asking for more. She was drained to say the least, emotionally physically and mentally. Bollywooddidn’t change things for her, her mother and sister’s attitude towards her forinstance was same or maybe they became more ironic with their remarks. Sonakshi became a movie star but she couldn’t become her mother’s pride unfortunately anyhow she stopped trying too. After that incident two years ago Sonakshi decided to move on for good. She kept on working hard wearing a mask to hide her broken heart. When she was offered her first bollywood film it meant not only to experiment with her craft but get an escape from Rohit. But she was wrong, escape from people might be possible but their memories continue to traumatize you for rest of the life. Wearing a proud smile that hinted remorse she pulled out the newspaper from the duvet that had his photo on front page. ‘Dr.Rohit Sippy to receive special services award for his countless services in the department of cardiology, next week.’
‘Doctor Surgeon.’ She imitates him laughing out loud unaware of those brimmed eyes that seem to have lost their sparkle ever since her dusri muhabbat was left incomplete too. ‘Sonakshi Rastogi you changed your path to dodge those feelings, but look at you, every day you sit here living those feelings wholeheartedly. Tum yahan bh haar gayi apni muhabbat ki tarahn.’ (to be continued ....)
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