part 11-
Madhu was seating on the chair and looking outside of balcony in her thoughts, their was knock on the door.
after hearing the knock she came out of from her trance.
servant, " mam, aapke liye phone hai.."
hearing this some smile came on madhu's face.
she opened the door and took the phone
madhu:"hello, kaun bol raha hai"
roma" mam, mai roma bol rahi RK' s ki assistant. Mam, sir aapko tyaar rahne ke liye kaha hai. "
madhu"muze ko tyaar nahi hona hai.. jake sir ko kehe do mai koi Rk ko nahi janati. Muze kahi nahi aana..."
roma "mam.. par me meri baat suniye. agar sir ne jaise kaha wasie nahi kiya to wo bahut chidh jayange."
madhu " maine kaha na nahi to nahi..."
without hearing further she just throw the phone in rage. the phone shattered into pieces. hearing shattering noise servants running into madhu's room..
servant 1"mam, kya ho gaya ?? "
servant 2, " humne aapki room se tunte ki awaz suni,"
madhu, " just stop it, jake aapke sir ko kehe do mai nahi aane wali..."
"get out of my room, muze akela chod do..."
"par mam,,," servants want to complete sentences madhu ordered them to go out of her room.
madhu started weeping loudly again on her faith.
Here in rk mansion...
Roma called her sir.
Roma" sir, meri baat mam se ho gayi lekin wo kuch sunane ke liye tyaar nahi."
RK" JUST SHUT UP YOU USELESS CRETURE. I PAY YOU AND YOU DON'T THIS SMALL TASK..."
RK cut down the phone and throw glass on the floor.
the floor covered with shattering noise of glass with small small glasses everywhere. in that glasses rk's sees himself again ... like before... but this time he would let it happen...
RK to himself..." HISTORY WILL NOR REPEAT AGAIN..."
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IN MADHU'S HOUSE,
Trishna came from her shoot . but she was not happy. she was contiously mumers herself" history will not repeat again"
madhu's maa also rembering past told herself same"history will not repeat again...'"
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part 12
'Madhubala Rishabh Kundra' is the name of the wife married to Multi-billionaire Business Tycoon.
"no... no.. no, this is not possible" madhubala just got up from her dream.
she screamed , trashed all the room.
"ye nahi ho sakta.. agar ye mere family ko pata chal gaya. to kaha jaungi mai?"
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meanwhile in kundra mansion-
Rk smashed the glass on floor . the glass shattered into various pieces.
He kept mummering, " HISTORY WILL NOT REPEAT AGAIN".
R.K.'S POV
"ha ha hui mai devil, (yes, i am devil.)
saari duniya muze isi naam se bulati hai,
(all world called this name only)
kya kabhi jana ki mai devil kaise bana?
(is anybody tried to know)
kyu duniya samazati hai humare ander isan nahi?
(is not humanity left in me)
Issan se devil iss jag ne banaya,
(i turned human to devil)
Lekin jab muze iss ki jarurat thi tab wo kaha thi?
(when i needed it where are they left)
I tried to understand, Pleaded to it,
But it left with nothing ,
only agony , agony , agony and endless agony..."
R.k. just sat their and endless water coming from his eyes.
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Madhus's ma said "history will not repeat again."
past-
Padma was standing outside of her house. Today's was her roka ceremony with village's sarpanch son. He was double of her age while she was only 11 yrs old. In that time, it was common tradition that when a girl crossed age 8 she was wedded to highest bidder.
Padma parents were from very poor family. but padma was very beautiful, lively girl who loved by all.
"Padma, Padma" Madhu's babuji called from her thoughts.
"Will same happen with madhu" ????????????????
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Part 13
Rishabh was shattered the glass and banged...
hearing the nocie madhu stopped crying and came out of the room.
All the mansion was black out only light was coming out of the Rk's room...
In front of RK room, it had written in bold letters
"ONLY DEVIL ALLOWED"
yaa, indeed it's devil . 'nahi to iss ke room kaun jana cha hai ga?' madhu thought .
Lekin jana to padega, akhir aawaj to idhari aa rahi hai, kya kya karoon"
she debated with herself for some time.
"ha, ha, agar 10 to aaya to jaungi nahi to nahi..."
but alas, 10 come and madhu entered the devil's den
Devil aka Rk was silently crying and looking at shattered the glasses but hearing the noise he get up from their.
Madhu was walking very quitly but Rishabh heard her very well.
she entered and see the condition of the room.
it was very unreable to see it.
glasses wrere broken, frames shattered and rk was standing in middle between clutxhing the glass in his hand.
the atmosphere was very intense.
madhu and rk looking in each other eyes.
their eyelock ozzing the passion, hatered, self-loathing, many emotions ...
madhu felt blank seeing the all shattering pieces of glass, furniture thrown away.
rk's hair was shuffled, blood eyed, shirt torn, jacket missing, some alcohale coming from his mouth.
he was very shattered., torn apart, looking at some where which she didn't know.
after some time she just looked at hand which covered in blood like a bloody mudered.
she could not resist just look at it.
madhu was in some strance like a rk is hypnothsing her to come forward.
madhu just took small small feet and walked slowly and slowly.
Rk didn't pay attation to it. he was not any mood who come in the room to notice.
after some time, she reached the where he was standing.
she just took his hand where blood was coming out.
looking at hand, she felt very intense emotions which would not explain to herself.
her tears just started to coming out. she just felt stabbed in a heart.
she didn't understand 'how can be that posible?'
she took another hand which was cluching the glass.
she moved the glass from that hand.
like a candle she was melting in rk's blood via tears.
she then searched for aid-box but rk not leaving her hand.
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