Posted:
This is my second OS on IshRa though my not satisfied ..still posted it ..maybe i've missed a thing or two tried my level best to do justification with RKB's character ..which now in danger zone.
this is based on the song piya baware...frm Ek tha Tiger.i hav this thing of writing stories keeping certain song in mind it helps write the story.
nomore bakbak ..njoy the OS ..nd plzz ignore mistake m posting it through phone
I saw her coming my way ...i couldnt let her go alone when she is vulnerable ..heck i can never leave her alone .the idea of her being alone tears me apart when im the cause of her heart ache..her tears nd pain.
"Ishita main bhi ghar jaa raha hoon...s..saath chalte hai "
"No thank u ...mujhe ghar k liye gorceries bhi lena hai raaste mein...humari manzil ek hai par raaste nahi "she replied with hurt written all over her face.. it breaks me to see her in immense pain
Wat m i doing ..to save my son m hurting the person who trusts me blindly ..who never questioned me never asked for an explanation..i dont deserve her faith in me ..i dnt deserve her love !
Every minute burdens my soul..nd my heart huh looks like it stopped beating after i lied to her very first tym ...the day she said she trusts me with her life n family ...i was a hero in her eyes...she gave me the place of a parmeshwar who can never go wrong nd can never let any harm come her way nd frm dat instant my heart was engulfed in hatred...hatred for myself ...hatred towards my biasedness ..hatred towards my mere existence.
Every tym she invested her trust in me without question it drowned me into the ocean of regret and pain . How could i stoop so low ..every tym i hav hidden things frm her my strength broke.every tym she looked at me with hope in her eyes i despised myself.
What hav i done ...i have taken her for granted walked over her trust ..faith.nd love .she didnt deserved this. I abhor myself for deceiving her
I saw her walking away ...though none of her tears were shed ...i can still drown myself in those unshed tears. I knw she was breaking .how i wanted to engulf her in my arms nd never let any pain touch her...no tears were shed frm her eyes...nd ensure her heart was safe.but all i could do is be a silent spectator of her grief. The grief which was given by me.
She stopped near a car ...i can see her alarmed nd ignored the offender who was none other than parmeet .blood boiled within..next moment i charged at him.the gut of this Filthy ba****d he again laid his filthy eyes at my wife. I care a damn wat will happen . But i will ensure my wife safety. All i knw was im beind draged away by neil mihir nd other guys with ishita crying for me to stop. I can see her tears even wen this heavy rains washed thm.rains ...even the sky is hurt with my blind love towards one person..abhoring me for hurting the purest soul ...hurt with my foolishness...suffering with her tears ..above all grieving for US
I dragged her away frm that sorry of a human being.she was worried for me ...her tears were for me . Her still being concerned about me nd my wounds was stabbing my heart with dagger ..wat is this woman made up of. How can she still be concerned about . Wen im reason of all her misery.
I jerked away my hand. Her every touch pierced my soul .her every touch makes me realise m an offender of her heart .
I can feel her eyes on me ..dat very concern is tearing my strength.
"Raman let me drive.. aap haath se bahut khoon beh raha hai..u are hurting urself"
I couldnt look towards her. The wound in my hand seems support her.the pain urges nd i flinch in pain.
"Raman gaadi rokiye"
I stopped the car ..she took my hand nd tied her handcerchief to stop the bleeding
Look at the irony of the situation ..m the person who hurt her in the same place again n again wen the wound is still fresh nd she here is nursing my surficial wound which seems just scratch wen compared to her wounds. How slefless can a person be.
She drove me to home . Rain dsnt seems to stop .no wonder sky is sad with the happenings around.
"Raman ghar aagaya.."
Next moment i was in my room .he made me sit on the couch nd brought frst aid kit to nurse my wounds. She kneeled down nd strted cleaning my wound with utmost care ..i felt tinge of burning nd next instant it was soothed by a blow .
She walked away. Leaving my hand properly bandaged.
I sat their looking at her walking away figure...just like she walked away silently ..my happiness..my smile ..my family ..my strength...my soul...my heart every thing is silently parting away frm me..a helpless man. M here all alone hurt and lost ...lost in the dungeons of darkness which i choose for myself ..nd unwantedly dragged her in.
I will be afailure person even if i could save adi frm this mess.i hav lost my treasure ...the smiling faces of my family ...i ve lost the trust dat woman who brought happiness in my life...who gave a reason To my existence.who stood by me even in the darkest corner. Who gave new meaning to my life.
There is a constant war beween my mind nd soul ..my heart is dead. Its just being its mechanic self . My soul loathes me ..it dsnt want to be a part of me .it begs me to not walk on tge wrong path...we can still go back ...but my minds cuts it shrt ..its for adi ...nomore emotions attached its now more like a duty ...duty if being a father...duty of being in bad books of my son ...duty of trying to get him love me ..respect me
For now my life seems to be covered with darkness..dusk dsnt seems to end..waiting for dawn to break throuh the clouds nd a bring a new sunshine.
M a man hit by time nd wounded by my own deeds. What hurts most is her silence nd the love which she still does after all the pain i hav put her through.
Ehsaas Na Kar In Jazboon Ka, Nazron Se Gira Be-
Shak Lekin,
Jeena Bhi Mujhay Dushwar Lagay, Itna Tou Nazar-
Andaz Na Kar.
~shab 😊
hope u like it
Do leave Feedbacks/comments
this is based on the song piya baware...frm Ek tha Tiger.i hav this thing of writing stories keeping certain song in mind it helps write the story.
nomore bakbak ..njoy the OS ..nd plzz ignore mistake m posting it through phone
I saw her coming my way ...i couldnt let her go alone when she is vulnerable ..heck i can never leave her alone .the idea of her being alone tears me apart when im the cause of her heart ache..her tears nd pain.
"Ishita main bhi ghar jaa raha hoon...s..saath chalte hai "
"No thank u ...mujhe ghar k liye gorceries bhi lena hai raaste mein...humari manzil ek hai par raaste nahi "she replied with hurt written all over her face.. it breaks me to see her in immense pain
Wat m i doing ..to save my son m hurting the person who trusts me blindly ..who never questioned me never asked for an explanation..i dont deserve her faith in me ..i dnt deserve her love !
Every minute burdens my soul..nd my heart huh looks like it stopped beating after i lied to her very first tym ...the day she said she trusts me with her life n family ...i was a hero in her eyes...she gave me the place of a parmeshwar who can never go wrong nd can never let any harm come her way nd frm dat instant my heart was engulfed in hatred...hatred for myself ...hatred towards my biasedness ..hatred towards my mere existence.
Every tym she invested her trust in me without question it drowned me into the ocean of regret and pain . How could i stoop so low ..every tym i hav hidden things frm her my strength broke.every tym she looked at me with hope in her eyes i despised myself.
What hav i done ...i have taken her for granted walked over her trust ..faith.nd love .she didnt deserved this. I abhor myself for deceiving her
I saw her walking away ...though none of her tears were shed ...i can still drown myself in those unshed tears. I knw she was breaking .how i wanted to engulf her in my arms nd never let any pain touch her...no tears were shed frm her eyes...nd ensure her heart was safe.but all i could do is be a silent spectator of her grief. The grief which was given by me.
She stopped near a car ...i can see her alarmed nd ignored the offender who was none other than parmeet .blood boiled within..next moment i charged at him.the gut of this Filthy ba****d he again laid his filthy eyes at my wife. I care a damn wat will happen . But i will ensure my wife safety. All i knw was im beind draged away by neil mihir nd other guys with ishita crying for me to stop. I can see her tears even wen this heavy rains washed thm.rains ...even the sky is hurt with my blind love towards one person..abhoring me for hurting the purest soul ...hurt with my foolishness...suffering with her tears ..above all grieving for US
I dragged her away frm that sorry of a human being.she was worried for me ...her tears were for me . Her still being concerned about me nd my wounds was stabbing my heart with dagger ..wat is this woman made up of. How can she still be concerned about . Wen im reason of all her misery.
I jerked away my hand. Her every touch pierced my soul .her every touch makes me realise m an offender of her heart .
I can feel her eyes on me ..dat very concern is tearing my strength.
"Raman let me drive.. aap haath se bahut khoon beh raha hai..u are hurting urself"
I couldnt look towards her. The wound in my hand seems support her.the pain urges nd i flinch in pain.
"Raman gaadi rokiye"
I stopped the car ..she took my hand nd tied her handcerchief to stop the bleeding
Look at the irony of the situation ..m the person who hurt her in the same place again n again wen the wound is still fresh nd she here is nursing my surficial wound which seems just scratch wen compared to her wounds. How slefless can a person be.
She drove me to home . Rain dsnt seems to stop .no wonder sky is sad with the happenings around.
"Raman ghar aagaya.."
Next moment i was in my room .he made me sit on the couch nd brought frst aid kit to nurse my wounds. She kneeled down nd strted cleaning my wound with utmost care ..i felt tinge of burning nd next instant it was soothed by a blow .
She walked away. Leaving my hand properly bandaged.
I sat their looking at her walking away figure...just like she walked away silently ..my happiness..my smile ..my family ..my strength...my soul...my heart every thing is silently parting away frm me..a helpless man. M here all alone hurt and lost ...lost in the dungeons of darkness which i choose for myself ..nd unwantedly dragged her in.
I will be afailure person even if i could save adi frm this mess.i hav lost my treasure ...the smiling faces of my family ...i ve lost the trust dat woman who brought happiness in my life...who gave a reason To my existence.who stood by me even in the darkest corner. Who gave new meaning to my life.
There is a constant war beween my mind nd soul ..my heart is dead. Its just being its mechanic self . My soul loathes me ..it dsnt want to be a part of me .it begs me to not walk on tge wrong path...we can still go back ...but my minds cuts it shrt ..its for adi ...nomore emotions attached its now more like a duty ...duty if being a father...duty of being in bad books of my son ...duty of trying to get him love me ..respect me
For now my life seems to be covered with darkness..dusk dsnt seems to end..waiting for dawn to break throuh the clouds nd a bring a new sunshine.
M a man hit by time nd wounded by my own deeds. What hurts most is her silence nd the love which she still does after all the pain i hav put her through.
Ehsaas Na Kar In Jazboon Ka, Nazron Se Gira Be-
Shak Lekin,
Jeena Bhi Mujhay Dushwar Lagay, Itna Tou Nazar-
Andaz Na Kar.
~shab 😊
hope u like it
Do leave Feedbacks/comments
Fan Fictions
Anupamaa
