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My undying love for this show and its characters has translated into full on fangirling and writing fanfiction for it. So here's a series of random one-shots, featuring interactions between all the characters - Chakor, Imli, Aditya, Vivaan, Suraj, KN, Tejaswini, Ranjana, Kasturi, Bhuwan. But most of them might focus a bit more on Chakor, Imli, Aditya and Vivaan. Everything from friendship to family to romance to violence and conspiracy.
Romantic pairing will only be Vikor, but worry not, because I adore Chakor's friendship with other's as well, especially Aditya, which is why my first installment is Adi-Chakor. Here you go -
Chapter title - Deal (Feat. Aditya and Chakor)
Chakor stood under the tree outside the village that had become their regular meeting point. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that this was a terribly reckless thing to do - calling him here, so soon after he had painstakingly escaped Maalik - no, Kamal Narayan's captivity (She had learned to mentally berate herself everytime she called that monster Maalik. He was no one's maalik, and she was no one's slave. Not anymore.) But this was the last time, she comforted herself with that thought. This was the last time she would put his life in danger.
Aditya arrived on his bike with a broad smile on his face. As if he didn't have a care in the world. As if he hadn't been through a horrible ordeal less than a month ago. As if he wasn't aware that Kamal Narayan and Suraj were still after his life.
"Aur batao Chakor, any news? What are your next plans? We've waited around for too long now! Thank god you finally called me this morning! I could hardly believe that the Chakor I know would waste so much time without doing anything- " He spoke quickly and brightly like the bijli-ka-dabba he was.
Chakor cut him off mid-sentence, "Arey ruk to jao, humra bijli ka dabba, give me a chance to speak, will you? You needed time to recover from your wounds." Which was true, Aditya had been pretty beat-up back then thanks to Suraj and his men. Her fists curled up at the thought and the surge of anger she had felt towards Kamal Narayan and his bas***d son was coming back in waves. She willed herself to cool down and forced to keep the smile on her face.
"That was hardly anything, Chakor. Just a broken arm and some bruises. That too a hairline fracture. Now I've had more than enough time to recover, both physically and mentally. So let's get back to work, shall we?"
Chakor's smile faltered a little and she looked almost hesitant to say what was coming next "That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I think you need to stop."
"Stop? Stop what?" Aditya was clearly confused.
"You need to stop helping me. Leave Azaadganj. Go back to Lucknow."
Aditya looked gobsmacked. "What? Are you insane? Chakor, I'm fine. Nothing's happened to me, stop worrying."
"I'm not saying this because I'm worried, Adi. I'm saying this because I've made a decision. I cannot and will not accept your help anymore. Not after I almost got you killed." Chakor was absolute in her belief that this was all he fault.
Aditya rested his hands on her shoulders and determinately said "You had nothing to do with that. It was Suraj and Kamal Narayan who orchestrated that."
Chakor's features hardened and she spoke angrily with defiance "Yes but it was MY father who helped him! It's MY sister who's in league with them. And most of all, they wanted you dead because of ME. Adi, your Ishwar mausa died because of all he did for me. It would be disservice to him if I let his son die because of me."
Aditya countered "No, it would be disservice to him if you did not let me help you. It was his dream to free this village. He would be proud even if I died trying to fulfil this cause."
"Yes, but I won't. I won't be proud. I will think it's a waste. You're what, 22? You have your whole life ahead of you and if you stay here any longer that monster will just kill you like it's nothing. Your media friends will obsess over it for a while and eventually it will all tamp down and you'll be nothing but a memory. And he will win, again. I've seen it happen before and I cannot let it happen again." Chakor's eyes had taken a haunted look, probably replaying the memory of his father dying in front of her. The expression on her face was so different from her usual enthusiastic and optimistic self that Aditya was beginning to feel really worried for her.
"But... Chakor. The media... is all you have. You know that. It's your sword and your shield, without it you'll be powerless against Kamal Narayan." Aditya tried to make her understand how important it was for her to have the media's support.
"He won't kill me just yet. I'm too popular right now, and I still have that national marathon happening in Delhi. I know for a fact that I am safe till until after that. But he's especially fixated on you, and if you get back here so soon he will not hesitate to have you killed."
As much as he wanted to disagree with her, Aditya had to admit that Chakor had a point. The whole incident with his abduction was all too fresh in Kamal Narayan's mind, as was all the tricks they had pulled on him when they forced him into constructing wells and opening the hospital in Azaadganj. But he couldn't leave Chakor alone for very long, either. So he decided on a plan of action that would suit both their interests.
"Alright, then. Let's make a deal. I'll leave you alone for the next three months. A month until the marathon and a month after that. After three months, though I'm coming back to Azaadganj, whether you like it or not. I think three months is more than enough for the whole fiasco to be forgotten. Also, I assume that Kamal Narayan will also start taking it easy and put his guard down."
Chakor knew there was no arguing with Aditya about this, they were both equally stubborn, sometimes it was a wonder they were best friends considering how often they butted heads.
"I... alright. Fine. Three months. But three months you stay out of this village, do not dare to come back here."
"Okay madam ji. Jaisa aap kahe." And just like that they both smiled and got back to their cheerful and cheeky selves, which served to lift the mood from the uncharacteristically serious conversation they had been having.
"But I will only agree to do this if you promise me some things." Aditya said.
"What promises?"
"First, you will call me everyday. If for some reason you cannot reach my phone you'll call my mother or Arjun Sir or Bhagya Didi. I need to know that someone has heard from you on a regular basis. If I do not hear from you for more than two days I'm coming back here. You have all of our numbers right?
"Yes, yes Sirji I do. Wait, maybe not your mother's."
"Alright, write it down."
She pulled out her phone and saved the number that he dictated.
"There, now you stick to your end of the bargain and I'll stick to mine." Aditya commented as he proceeded to sit on his motorbike and tie his helmet.
"You are a mean negotiator."Chakor teased him.
"What can I say, I've learnt from the best." He winked at her and she stuck her tongue out at him in turn.
"Remember, every day." Aditya said before starting his bike.
"Noted, baba, noted. Now go quickly." Chakor scolded him affectionately.
"Take care of yourself, alright?" Aditya said before speeding off.
"I will." Chakor said to herself after he had left. And she would, not only herself but also of others who needed her - Her family, Imli and... her heart skipped a beat when she thought of him - Vivaan.
She had been ecstatic to hear that Vivaan had helped Adi escape. She was not wrong in thinking that the old Vivaan - her Vivaan was still there. She just had to help him be that person again. She would fix him. And he would be a whole person again. She would also repair her relationship with Imli. There. Now she knew how she would use these three months. She looked up at the night sky, with the moon shining brightly overhead in all its glory. As if Chandu ji himself was blessing her in her endeavours. With that happy thought Chakor smiled and walked back to her house with a skip in her step.
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