Kanak Uma SS : Kuch Ranjishein!! Final part updt pg 33 - Page 10

Blue blue blue. How come I didn't know abt a SS that u were writing ?!

Originally posted by: blueflames

Hey there Manasa
Thank you for the insightful comment-- I am on think mode now 'is this what I really wanted. Kanak and Uma like the show?? Or I am making some mistake somewhere that it's being perceived like that' --- I don't know if it's a good thing or not.
Will definitely try to keep a check on it. But chandan is something that was the attraction factor for Uma in the show, Kanak and chandan are inseparable

Hope to be convincing next time. 😊

Originally posted by: opaline

Hi,i loved ur this part especially the chandan smell was lingering around.I somehow was missing this chandan smell part in the show.Thank you for reliving the show's initial episodes in ur own style

Hey there
Thank you for reading and commenting. Much appreciated 😊
Chandan is an important part of Kanak's individuality that has had Uma mesmerized in the show.
The pleasure is all mine to have readers who are having different experiences while reading this SS.
Thank you.

Originally posted by: Star_Wonder

Blue blue blue. How come I didn't know abt a SS that u were writing ?!

I was just scrolling down the pages that I missed last week and there I see a new SS. And it was yours. Read all the 5 parts in 1 go, and am loving it. U have great skills for writing and awesome with words. Pls, do continue soon.

Hey there Star 🤗
Long time no see ... but I am super happy to see you back and on the post.
I hope you haven't missed out of other stuff on the forums too. Commit and read through all of it 😉
Even done OS last Sunday 😆

Thank you for reading and commenting... I am glad you liked it and read all of it at once.
I am hoping to see you around.

Originally posted by: blueflames

Hey there Star 🤗
Long time no see ... but I am super happy to see you back and on the post.
I hope you haven't missed out of other stuff on the forums too. Commit and read through all of it 😉
Even done OS last Sunday 😆

Thank you for reading and commenting... I am glad you liked it and read all of it at once.
I am hoping to see you around.

Originally posted by: Star_Wonder

Thanks blue for letting me know. Just checked, and yes, I had missed reading 2 of ur OS's.

Hope you liked them Star 😉

Hey there all the lovely people!!
Me is back with the latest update!!! I have mixed feeling regarding it.
A special Thank you to all the readers.



Part 6

Kanak was ready as the first light broke in the sky.. she was ready to leave this little weird haven and go back to the world. Kanak looked like a hippie in that loose kurta over her jeans, she would send it back as soon as she reached home. She looked back at the room, house for the last time and started walking away. She had thought of leaving a note, but then it wasn't really necessary, it's not as if he would notice her absence or presence. He had made it pretty clear last evening.. and she knew it all her life being the unwanted person, running of from places she wasn't required. Her parents while they were alive had the complex ingrained much that girl was inferior to boys - Kanak was less human than her twin elder brothers. Brothers who never gave her a second glance, never played with her, they left her in hostel after their parents died. Her brother had made it clear that they wanted no interactions with her when they settled in US. She had suffered being unloved all along and today this strange doctor too had made her feel unwanted.
Kanak shook herself, smiled at her situation and started walking all the more determined. She wouldn't be faltered by anything, she had made it this far, she would be a fighter. Kanak had walked for more than an hour as the sun was up and high, but she was unable to get through. She thought hard, how she had ended up in this part of the world... she retraced her steps from the moment she had left home for this trip. It was a nature photography tour, the location was surreal that's when Kanak decided to extend her stay and broke off from the team. She was hiking alone when the goons had started following her, they had taken her camera bag and were attempting to harass her when she escaped their clutches by running into the forest. She had run in circles, to left to the right, jumping over fallen trunks and bending low from the low hanging branches.., her heart had thundered in her chest, trying to bolster out of its entrapment... every rustle of wind on the twigs made her run faster. She couldn't remember any direction whatsoever, she just knew she had to outrun those scoundrels.
Kanak stood placing her hand on the big tree truck for support... trying to figure out where she was, how to get a way out of this forest... she had to go back home, not that anyone was going to miss her, not even her work colleagues because she was on holiday.

Uma missed his morning routine deliberately, lying in bed thinking about her... the wretched scarecrow was affecting him... for once someone tried looking through him and he shut her out ruthlessly.. he knew he had made a mistake when she didn't eat her dinner left in kitchen., he had hurt her. He ran his hands in his hair,closing his eyes and smoothing his hands over his face.. he sat up straight suddenly. He had come to a conclusion that maybe this was a sign from the lord... his prayers had finally been answered... that girl was sent here purposely, for him to get used to the idea, to overcome his emotions, his anger, maybe that girl was his chance to experience the women species. Didn't he come to this secluded place, to find peace within himself, to smoother the fire which burnt through him, Uma thought to himself. That girl could help him somehow, when he couldn't help himself all these years. She already had made him do things differently, she was his first patient, she was perfect for him, for helping him he arranged his thought.

Uma felt something was amiss when he stepped out of the room, a sense of silent dread overtook and he became fidgety... it was well after lunch time, he saw the breakfast and lunch plates untouched that he realized - she hadn't eaten - she wasn't there anymore... she had gone the realization struck him harder than he could imagine.
He moved mechanically to his room - her room, he pushed open the door, he knew he couldn't enter it... he stood at the doorway, the chandan smell had faded, he looked at the neat room and turned back towards the hallway. He sat in silence for some time, the silence didn't help today, a wave of anger erupted and crashed within him... all sane thought evaporated and he was left with the gurgling lava of anger... he picked up a vase and smashed it into pieces... the sound of breaking vase was deafening to the silence that surrounded him. It broke into a million pieces, each shard smaller and sharper than other, each little piece reminding him of how broken he was. He picked up a stone vase next and it followed the same fate... Uma sat down... all his life he had been like these pieces, it was a long time since he had been one, a whole person, but things happened which broke him, they made him what he was today... women the cause of his ultimate agony - today he was suffering again, because that ungrateful scarecrow had left, without informing without a note... she was indeed a crow which brought his latest breakdown. This species could never be trusted. His mother couldn't have cared less for him, his earliest memory was crying uncontrollably when his mother was going somewhere, leaving him to a governess, a governess who never picked him up... she who left him crying and closed him in the cupboard, for she had other things to attend to ... he shut down his mind, he came back out of the painful reverie, it wasn't going to do any good to go back the memory lane, memories which made him cringe, hate. The one moment he gave himself the opportunity to overcome his own limitations, she had left.
He lay down on the floor, with his arm over his head... after some time a smile spread over his face... he smiled at his own antics... he got up and looked at the mess he had made, he shook his head and got to clean everything. He sweeped the pieces careful of not leaving a single sliver, a minute piece that could hurt him later,, he stowed another pain away in himself, locking it up entirely, so that it wouldn't overpower him again.
He picked up pieces of the stone vase, it could be fixed again... he got to work on it.



To be continued...


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Wow awesome update blue!! The way you explain the agony of uma and kanak is superb, their respective personal reasons of being unloved, even though there is almost no communication between them but still there is some connection . Thanks blue, update soon.

Originally posted by: blueflames

Hey there all the lovely people!!
Me is back with the latest update!!! I have mixed feeling regarding it.
A special Thank you to all the readers.



Part 6

Kanak was ready as the first light broke in the sky.. she was ready to leave this little weird haven and go back to the world. Kanak looked like a hippie in that loose kurta over her jeans, she would send it back as soon as she reached home. She looked back at the room, house for the last time and started walking away. She had thought of leaving a note, but then it wasn't really necessary, it's not as if he would notice her absence or presence. He had made it pretty clear last evening.. and she knew it all her life being the unwanted person, running of from places she wasn't required. Her parents while they were alive had the complex ingrained much that girl was inferior to boys - Kanak was less human than her twin elder brothers. Brothers who never gave her a second glance, never played with her, they left her in hostel after their parents died. Her brother had made it clear that they wanted no interactions with her when they settled in US. She had suffered being unloved all along and today this strange doctor too had made her feel unwanted.
Kanak shook herself, smiled at her situation and started walking all the more determined. She wouldn't be faltered by anything, she had made it this far, she would be a fighter. Kanak had walked for more than an hour as the sun was up and high, but she was unable to get through. She thought hard, how she had ended up in this part of the world... she retraced her steps from the moment she had left home for this trip. It was a nature photography tour, the location was surreal that's when Kanak decided to extend her stay and broke off from the team. She was hiking alone when the goons had started following her, they had taken her camera bag and were attempting to harass her when she escaped their clutches by running into the forest. She had run in circles, to left to the right, jumping over fallen trunks and bending low from the low hanging branches.., her heart had thundered in her chest, trying to bolster out of its entrapment... every rustle of wind on the twigs made her run faster. She couldn't remember any direction whatsoever, she just knew she had to outrun those scoundrels.
Kanak stood placing her hand on the big tree truck for support... trying to figure out where she was, how to get a way out of this forest... she had to go back home, not that anyone was going to miss her, not even her work colleagues because she was on holiday.

Uma missed his morning routine deliberately, lying in bed thinking about her... the wretched scarecrow was affecting him... for once someone tried looking through him and he shut her out ruthlessly.. he knew he had made a mistake when she didn't eat her dinner left in kitchen., he had hurt her. He ran his hands in his hair,closing his eyes and smoothing his hands over his face.. he sat up straight suddenly. He had come to a conclusion that maybe this was a sign from the lord... his prayers had finally been answered... that girl was sent here purposely, for him to get used to the idea, to overcome his emotions, his anger, maybe that girl was his chance to experience the women species. Didn't he come to this secluded place, to find peace within himself, to smoother the fire which burnt through him, Uma thought to himself. That girl could help him somehow, when he couldn't help himself all these years. She already had made him do things differently, she was his first patient, she was perfect for him, for helping him he arranged his thought.

Uma felt something was amiss when he stepped out of the room, a sense of silent dread overtook and he became fidgety... it was well after lunch time, he saw the breakfast and lunch plates untouched that he realized - she hadn't eaten - she wasn't there anymore... she had gone the realization struck him harder than he could imagine.
He moved mechanically to his room - her room, he pushed open the door, he knew he couldn't enter it... he stood at the doorway, the chandan smell had faded, he looked at the neat room and turned back towards the hallway. He sat in silence for some time, the silence didn't help today, a wave of anger erupted and crashed within him... all sane thought evaporated and he was left with the gurgling lava of anger... he picked up a vase and smashed it into pieces... the sound of breaking vase was deafening to the silence that surrounded him. It broke into a million pieces, each shard smaller and sharper than other, each little piece reminding him of how broken he was. He picked up a stone vase next and it followed the same fate... Uma sat down... all his life he had been like these pieces, it was a long time since he had been one, a whole person, but things happened which broke him, they made him what he was today... women the cause of his ultimate agony - today he was suffering again, because that ungrateful scarecrow had left, without informing without a note... she was indeed a crow which brought his latest breakdown. This species could never be trusted. His mother couldn't have cared less for him, his earliest memory was crying uncontrollably when his mother was going somewhere, leaving him to a governess, a governess who never picked him up... she who left him crying and closed him in the cupboard, for she had other things to attend to ... he shut down his mind, he came back out of the painful reverie, it wasn't going to do any good to go back the memory lane, memories which made him cringe, hate. The one moment he gave himself the opportunity to overcome his own limitations, she had left.
He lay down on the floor, with his arm over his head... after some time a smile spread over his face... he smiled at his own antics... he got up and looked at the mess he had made, he shook his head and got to clean everything. He sweeped the pieces careful of not leaving a single sliver, a minute piece that could hurt him later,, he stowed another pain away in himself, locking it up entirely, so that it wouldn't overpower him again.
He picked up pieces of the stone vase, it could be fixed again... he got to work on it.



To be continued...


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awesome blue!! It just took into another world and I was actually visualizing Uma and Kanak..with their pain..very well written!