SongOSthon#2- my note on Pg 22 - Page 7

Originally posted by: mannat0010

awesome update

cont soon..

Originally posted by: usaonly

Prabh will read all the part and comment. thanks dear.😊

Originally posted by: yhmmylife

Smilesforever98 update soon ..

I want to know what happened as you made me 😭 very emotional.

Originally posted by: SuryaIshraholic

smilesforever98 (sorry dnt knw ur real name)

updte was vry nyc nd little bit emotional 2..

where is he..? guessng is he dead or wat..!! confusd..will wait 4 ur nxt updte,,

Originally posted by: ..Mehak..

Smiley, its awesome. Pls, update your TS soon. Raman had left Ishu? Or is he no more? You better keep him alive and make IshRa united in the end. 😈 😆

She finished all the preparations for the party and was cleaning up the kitchen when...

"Ishima can I please wear this saree of yours?" A teenage Ruhi walked into the kitchen holding up a heavily embroidered pink saree that Raman had gifted years back.

"Ishita isn't this the saree you wore at that Valentine's Day party?" her mother-in-law asked curiously adjusting her glasses.

"Yes Mummyji, it's that very saree that Raman gifted to me."

She thought back to the day of the special party years ago.

It was Valentine's Day and there was a huge party thrown by his family where her family was also invited. She entered the party wearing a pink saree to fit the dress code he had told her, but when she got there no one was wearing pink except her. She figured out it might have been his idea of making her stand out. She thought to herself...

"No wonder Mihika just couldn't find her pink gown today and Amma decided not to wear the color she love; they were all part of his plans. I wonder what else he has in store for me today..."

She looked around for him, but couldn't spot him anywhere. She greeted Mr. and Mrs. Bhalla and asked him whether they knew where he was and they refused to tell her anything. She tried to drop hints to Simmi, Romi and Rinki trying to find out where he was and what he was planning to do, but they acted as if they didn't know what she was talking about.

She gave up and sat down waiting for him to show up, and that's when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to find him standing there wearing a pink and grey suit. He smiled at her and before she ask him anything, he pulled out a mic from his pocket and extended his hand asking for hers. She put her hand into his and followed him as he walked into the center of the dancefloor.

As if on cue the music and the guests quietened.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Happy Valentine's Day to everyone! You all probably know me, I am Raman Bhalla and this gorgeous woman standing next to me was my girlfriend of 4 years. And today I want to tell her something important in front of everyone."

She blushed and looked down feeling shy as everyone's eyes were on her. Everyone in the hall clapped and cheered as he gestured them to calm down.

"I think you didn't hear me right, I said WAS my girlfriend. The key word here is was! I said not is, but was!"

The hall became silent, and Ishita looked up at him & felt tears brimming her eyes. What was happening? He said was! What did this mean? Was he breaking up with her...in public? This was so humiliating and something she had never expected from him.

"Ishita, we have spent 4 wonderful years dating, but not anymore. I don't want things to be like this. To be honest I never wanted things this way."

His each word was starting to kill a part of her brutally. He had always been someone who never had interest in long term relationships, but she thought he had changed. But was she also just another time pass for him? She wanted to run away from everything, and wanted to be as far away from him as possible until he went down on his knees and said the next words...

"Instead of meeting each other on dates and special occasions, I want to be with you all the time, live with you in one house, I don't want you to be my girlfriend instead I want you to be my wife. So Ms. Ishita Iyer will you let me spend my life with you? Will you marry me and become Mrs. Raman Bhalla?"

Tears rolled down her cheeks, but this time they were out of happiness. No words were coming out of her mouth, and she could just nod her head at him as he slipped the ring on her finger and she gave him the tightest hug she had ever given. He hugged her back and they stayed in each other's arms as the crowd cheered on. They broke apart after a while and Ishita hit his chest playfully.

"What was all that? You scared me! Ravan Kumar! First you give me a heart attack then a ring?!"

"That was the plan! So how did you like the surprise?"

"I loved it! Just like I love you!"

In a moment of excitement she quickly pecked his cheek leaving him surprised. His desire for her grew and if it was in his control, he would kiss her glossy lips right now and then make her his, but like always they were interrupted. There were many people coming up to them congratulating them and chatting away and before they knew it, the night was almost over and they had to head home.

However Raman had gotten his desires fulfilled after they had gotten married 3 months later in lavish ceremony where they had invited anyone they had possible met, after all this was the day they would be tied to each other forever. She had never been happier that day and neither had he. Their passion, their love, and their desire for each other was fulfilled as they spent the whole night loving each other as if there was no tomorrow.

*Flashback Ends*

"I am sorry Ishima, I reminded you of Papa again." Ruhi said as tears started to form in her eyes.

"It's okay baby. You know what your Papa said right? He is always with you, but you just have to look deep and feel him around you."

"I love you Ishima, you are the best, you never let anyone miss him!"

"Of course I am the best, now go get ready quickly before everyone shows up."

As Ruhi ran off to get dressed and Mrs. Bhalla got engrossed in her own work, Ishita walked away to her room. She walked up to the giant portrait that hung with garland around it.

"See, I am following through with the promise I have gave you..."

A lone tear escaped her eyes as she remembered the horrible day he was taken away from her.

"Darling I am sorry, I promise I will be home in 10 minutes."

He said sorry for the umpteenth time, but she wouldn't budge. He knew he had upset her a lot today, but there was nothing he could do. There were a few minutes left until their 5^thanniversary and there was no way he could make it in time. She was upset because she had made many arrangements for the two of them only to have him call at 8 to inform her he would be late since there was an urgent problem that needed dealing with at his office.

"Raman I don't care! Come home if you want to otherwise you don't have!"

"Please Ishita, I said I am sorry yaar. Please talk to me properly."

"I don't want to talk to you at all."

"Ishita you know I didn't do it on purpose."

"I made so many arrangements, dressed up all nice and even had Ruhi sleep with Mummyji and Papaji and you ruined all my plans. So now you will have to make up for this... and you know how..."

"I will Ishita, I promise! I love-"

Before he could complete his sentence, she heard a loud bang. She later found out he had been distracted and had been speeding while talking to her so he failed to notice the out of control truck headed his way. It had rammed right into his car smashing it to pieces with him inside. His phone had fallen out and someone passing by had informed her of what had happened. She rushed to the hospital without a second thought. She didn't know how she reached there since her vision was blurred by her tears the whole time and all she could think about was all the moments they had spent and how she wished she could have taken back the words she had said to him minutes before his accident.

She reached the hospital only to be told to wait and fill out forms given by a nurse. Ishita took the papers with trembling hands. As she was signing them, all the memories of Raman flashed before her eyes. She couldn't imagine her life without him. His taunts that had love hidden in them, the small things he did for her, his caring nature, his smile, his anger, his love. She couldn't live without all this. She wanted Raman to be there every morning when she woke up, she wanted to have arguments over small things, and most of all she wanted to love Raman. She filled out all the papers she was given and the nurse got them back filled with his information and covered with her tears.

She stood outside crying while waiting got what seemed like forever waiting for someone to come outside and tell her he was okay. Someone finally came out, but she wasn't given the answers to her questions, instead she was handed over his things, which included his clothes that were covered in his blood along with his phone, wallet and watch. She hugged his clothes as she looked at his smashed phone and saw his wallpaper set as a picture of their small family; them and their 3 year old Ruhi.

"Raman please be okay for her & for me."

She finally saw a doctor stepping out and she ran over to have him tell her he had lost too much blood and there was no way he would even make it through the night.

Her world had just stopped at that moment, she could feel a void in her heart as she heard those words. She just looked shocked at the doctor who walked away to let her be. How could they give up on him? He was going to lose this easily and she believed in him, so she wouldn't give up on him no matter what. She wiped off her tears and walked into the quiet ICU.

She slowly walked towards the bed. There she saw him; the love of her life. Tears started flowing from her eyes when she saw him in that vulnerable state. Just a while back, he was supposed to have a smile on his face, her hands in his hands, his eyes filled with love for her, it would have been perfect. Now he had an oxygen mask on his face helping him breathe, his hands were covered with wires supporting his life, and according the doctors, there could be a possibility that he may close his eyes forever.

NO! What was she thinking! That would never happen. She slumped down onto the stool next to him as her knees gave away. She caressed his hair with one hand while the other hand was on his cold hand. He stirred slowly as he felt her hands on him. He slowly opened his eyes to see her looking at him with eyes that were filling up again and he just faintly smiled at her. Although she saw him smile, she also saw the tears he was trying to hold back. He slowly took his free hand and removed the oxygen mask on his face.

"Finally...you will get...rid of me."

"No Raman you're going to be okay. You have to be okay. For Ruhi, for our family, for...for me."

"Ishita ...I have to...go. Please...accept...it."

"No! I will not! I always listen to you, but not anymore. And stop talking like this. You can't just leave Raman. We still have a long way to go. There are so many things we need to do together, so many moments to spend together and memories to make. You can't just leave me alone. And then what about all the promises you made to me, what will happen to them?"

"I...also want to...be with you...and I will be... in your memories...and in you."

"Raman-"

"I don't...have time, please ...promise me, you...will take care of...Ruhi and yourself. And don't let...anyone miss me."

"Why Raman? Why are you giving up so fast? You should-"

"Hey! No...lecture. Just promise. Do...do you...promise?"

Ishita nodded positively and hugged Raman and placed her head on his chest and encircled her arms around him.

"Don't leave me! I can't live without you!"

"Be strong...my Jhansi ki Rani"

"I love you Raman. I love you so much!"

"I love you too Ishita..."

And that was it. His last words to his Ishita. She heard the loud beep of the machines go off. She held onto him tighter than before listening to the last of his heartbeats. As the beating of his heart stopped, she yelled out his name as loud as she could.

"RAAMMAAAN!"

She looked up at the huge picture of his smiling face and said...

"You were right Raman. You are alive; alive in us and our memories. I feel you around me every day, I see you in so many small things, and I get reminded of you all the time. I remember you when Ruhi acts like you, when I hear your favourite songs or watch your favourite movies, when I see people biting their nails in nervousness, when I eat your favourite food, and when I hear anyone say something you would say. It all makes me think of you. It feels as if you are somewhere around us..."

"But I still miss seeing you smile in the morning, I miss seeing you joke around and play with Ruhi, I miss your surprise dates for me, I miss your flirting and your playful taunts. I miss spending time with you, and having you there when I want hide myself in someone's comforting arms and having someone who would listen me talk about my day and share their day with me. I miss you Raman, I feel incomplete without you. I want to be with you."

She cried bitterly as she remembered and cherished each moment she had spent with him and wished there was a way he would be back with her.

"I will wait for the day I can be with you Raman, feeling secure in your arms. I will wait, until then I will live with your memories and your presence around me."

She ran her hands over the portrait as if feeling him and wiped of her tears before heading out to answer the front door that was being knocked on.

_________________________________________________________________

She opened the door to a smiling Rinki who was standing at the door with her bags in tow. She excitedly hugged Ishita since they were meeting in person after 2 months.

"Bhabhi! I missed you all so much!"

"We missed you too, but after moving to Mumbai, you completely forgot about us. Or were you and your husband too busy romancing that you didn't get time?"

"What nonsense Bhabhi, Sameer and I weren't romancing the whole time." She blushed and bit her tongue as she realized her words.

"Really? Not the whole time? Nice! Anyways come in, and where is your beloved husband?" she asked looking out the door.

"He was supposed to take another flight and it is delayed so he can't come before tomorrow. He said sorry and promised to be here tomorrow."

"It's alright, why don't you go freshen up and meet Mummyji. She has been waiting for you all day."

As Rinki walked away, Ishita remembered her own life after she had gotten married.

The morning after their wedding, she woke up in his arms and looked over to find him peacefully sleeping like a small baby. She gently ruffled his hair trying not wake him up and got up quietly from the bed. She was suddenly pulled back and landed right on top of him. He wouldn't let go away from him and if it was in his control, they would stay in their room all day. But she slipped out of grip promising he would get what he wanted at night.

She walked slowly to the living room where the whole family was laughing and enjoying themselves. She wished them all a good morning and went into the kitchen to help her mother-in-law with breakfast.

She was teased and asked how she was up so early after her wedding night and her sister-in-law also joined in while his dad and brother laughed as they sat at the table. She kept on blushing and looked down as they all talked and kept quiet and to herself.

Everything felt so different. Her mother-in-law was the same woman who she would joke around with like she did with her mother. Simmi was the same girl who teased her before and who she shared all her secrets with. She would often drop by their house and be friendly and open with them, but today she felt awkward with them. All she wanted was Raman to be here, since she could only be comfortable with him right now. Raman was the only one she would talk to openly and was timid with everyone else.

The scenario was the same for a few weeks until she started to open up and adapted to his family and soon she had mixed with them so well, he would tease her that he seemed like the one who didn't belong anymore. His parents would scold him and side with her if they ever fought, his sisters would chide him for not being romantic enough and spending time with her, and his brother would defend her when Raman would playful taunt her.

And he was just as supporting as everyone. He wasn't the perfect husband, but he was the perfect husband for her. He would always make time for her and take her out once in a while despite his busy schedule, he would solve her problems before they even reached her, took care of her family as his own and as much as he loved her, he gave her freedom and supported her in her decisions. And so on the morning of their first anniversary after wishing him, she had told him with teary eyes...

"Thank you Raman, you have given me everything I ever wanted." And she engulfed him into a hug and rested her head on his shoulders.

"Now don't get too emotional. I can't handle a crying Jhansi Ki Rani."

They both smiled and spent the rest of their day together alone without anyone to disturb them and their special romantic plans. And from there on there was no looking back. 2 years later, she had given birth to their daughter Ruhi who was the apple of his eyes, he had been there with her during every moment of her pregnancy as he canceled his foreign trips and worked from home on many days. She also stood by his side after he had lost his father soon after Ruhi was born. After long days of consoling his siblings and mother, she would be the one whose arms he broke down in and cried for as long as he wanted. Though they had their disagreements and there were days where they ignored each other, they couldn't stay mad at each other for long and made up soon. And in between all of this, the one thing that stayed the same was their love. They had become stronger and better people because of their love.

"Raman your love has made me this woman I am today." She thanked him for making her strong enough so she could raise their Ruhi alone and manage their house on her own.

She was called by the maid who asked her to what to do next. She told her job for day was done and let her go after handing over some money as a bonus for the special day. She then continued walked around helping decorate that house when she heard Ruhi calling her from her room.

She walked into the room to find everything a complete mess and Ruhi stand in the middle trying to adjust her saree.

"Ruhi what is all this?"

"Ishima I can't tie this kapron ki than around myself. I should just wear one of my dresses."

Ishita chuckled hearing her words and said...

"Relax I will help you."

As she helped Ruhi with her saree, she looked around and saw as usual her wet towel was left on her bed and her school work was all over the place. Tomorrow she will be screaming "Ishima" and asking where her papers were. Ishita chuckled to herself as she thought like father, like daughter. Ruhi was a complete copy of Raman. Right from her small habits to the way she spoke, she was just another version of him. As she finished helping Ruhi with the saree, everyone was starting to show up.

Like every year, she went ahead and cut the cake making a wish for him to always be with her. And like always, the very first piece went to Ruhi who was a reminder of Raman and the biggest gift he had given her. After the cake cutting, everyone enjoyed themselves with a tinge of sadness that the man he they were celebrating for wasn't with them. Soon it was getting late and the party ended as everyone started to pack up.

As everyone retired to their rooms tired from the event, Ishita also headed to her room after cleaning up. She changed into her night clothes and walked out onto the balcony of her room. She stood their embracing the chillness and looking out at the view of the numerous lit up buildings she got.

A gust of wind blew messing her hair that was let loose. A strand of hair was pushed across her face. As she reached to move it, another gust of wind came from the other direction and blew the strand away and it hung loosely behind her ear as the wind calmed down...

"Raman..."

She touched the strand of hair that was behind her ear now and remembered the numerous times he had tucked it back and how it led to flirting and much more from his side. She recalled the time when he told her how much he loved this strand of hair.

The Bhalla family was out for a wedding in another city and the only people who stayed back were Ishita, Raman along with Ruhi. Ishita sat on the dining table eating her lunch. She had been running around since the morning doing her chores since she had to do everything herself and Raman had told her he was coming home for lunch as well. She ran around trying to get his lunch ready in between cleaning the house. Raman walked in to see this sight in front of him and all he could do was look at her.

She was running back and forth between the kitchen and living room trying to clean and finish her cooking. Her saree pallu was loosely tucked in showing her bare waist, her hair in a loose bun with the lovely strand falling in front her face, and a cute pout was on her face. As she busily walked to the kitchen, she didn't noticed him come in and behind her. He hugged her and nuzzled her neck. She stopped what she was doing and held his hands that were on her waist. He started to kiss her neck, but Ruhi woke up and began to cry making Ishita push him away.

"Raman, you are here for lunch, not romance. So sit on the table while I get your food." She ordered him as she went over to Ruhi's room and brought her out.

"Ishita yaar why do you always have to spoil the mood?" he said as he sat down listening to her taking Ruhi and putting her on his lap.

"And you my mischievous baby, why did you choose this moment to interrupt?" he said in a childish tone as he pulled Ruhi's cheeks.

"Chee!" she placed a plate in front of him and started serving.

"You're my wife and this is my house, what so chee?"

"Who says things like that to their kids?" she said as she took Ruhi from him and start to feed her food.

"She's only 1, she doesn't understand."

"She understand everything, but you don't!" she scolded him.

He stared at her oblivious to her who was busy with Ruhi. He reached for that strand and followed its path from her forehead down to her chin. His touch made her stop what she was doing and she knew where this was heading. She held his hand stopping him...

"Raman...what are you doing?"

"Ishita, you know this strand is my best friend when it comes to romance." He said in a husky voice.

"Why?"

"I love it because it gives me the chance to touch and feel your face slowly like now." He said as he slowly reach for the strand of hair and tucked it behind her ears as she closed her eyes and her cheeks turned pink.

"Raman..."

"And I see this blushing beauty. Ishita you don't know what you do to me when you act shy like this. It makes it hard to stop at just flirting."

"Raman...not now please."

Raman smiled the shy Ishita who bit her lips tempting him further. He looked at Ruhi and remembering Ishita's scolding, controlled himself...

"Fine I will let you go for now, but you will have to make up for this in the evening."

"Promise I will let you do whatever you like, but later not now."

"So much freedom! It's so hard to believe your words." he said as he took Ruhi from Ishita and played with her.

"Raman..."

She hit him playfully as he hugged both her and Ruhi and the three of smiled and laughed.

She came out of her thoughts and went back inside. She sat on her bed and opened the drawer of the night stand. She took out a diary and an album. It was his diary that he wrote during the time they were dating and the album was of their wedding. She opened up his diary and started to read it from the page it started; when they had first meet. She read it till the end when he wrote about his plans of proposing to her. She put the diary away and picked up the album, she looked through all the pictures almost as if reliving all those moments with him again. As she reached the last picture of them, she closed the thick book and looked over at the time, and it was well past 2am. She covered herself with a blanket and kept the kept the last page off the album open next to her. She put her hand on the picture and kissed it as a lone tear escaped her eyes and fell onto the picture. Before falling asleep she just closed her eyes and said...

"I love you Raman and I miss you."

Although he wasn't with her, she kept him alive through his each memory of his and in her. And she had promised him and herself, she would continue to do so until the day she would be reunited with him in the world of the stars above them...