Sameer-Naina FF: Kati Patang (Part-30 Updated)PG-134 Note on Pg.143 - Page 98

Once again I enjoyed reading about Sameer and Naina's homecoming and reactions to the situation from Nisha's perspective. I find this your story 's USP and its very endearing.

We always hear the term natural mother... But you have shown us that we can have natural fathers too. Sameer has embraced this role so wholeheartedly, effectively and effortlessly. And this is the key to forming all relationships - total acceptance of the other. Sameer has a natural flair for inspiring this in the people around him... Be it Namrata and her mother, or Nisha and her mother.

Loved the conversation between Sudip and Prakash.You have used such apt language for it! Ekdum full on villain wala feel aaya! Sameer ka hospital visit wala twist mast tha.You are keeping everyone on their toes :)

And the growing intimacy between samaina is a complete pleasure! I am enjoying their increasing awareness and need for each other more. Hope naina recovers soon enough for things to keep progressing ;)

Loved it dear!!!

also plz PM me when you update next part

Thank You

Sorry for the delay.Thank you for all the love you have showered on this story.Keep the love coming.❤️

Without much ado,here is the next part.Read on.

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Thousands of thoughts ran across Naina's mind while the bucket in bathroom overflowed. The spilling water didn't jerk her back until she heard a loud thud."Mumma!Jaldi bahar aao na.Hum late ho jaayenge trip ke liye.'' Nisha's excited yet an urgent call made Naina leap.She quickly got into action lest Nisha starts complaining and even breaking into sobs.

The phone rang in the downstairs much to irritation of Ramdhari.He has been trying since an hour to bake that perfect Pizza.He never had dreamt that almost kept as showpiece;the microwave oven would give him nightmares. Nisha had requested for home baked Pizza as breakfast.And boastfully he had accepted the proposal.Still in half sleep ,cursing himself ;he was juggling with the Italian seasoning glass bottle.Whether it was the fine ground particles of Oregano, that had flown into his eyes or the constant trials and errors..Ramdhari's eyes had turned hazy and watery.That was when the phone rang.

"Hello..Yeh Sameer Maheshwari ka ghar hai?'' A voice ,soft in tone yet firm in question broke through the receiver.

"Haan hai.Par tum koun ho? Sameer Baba ab baat nahin kar sakte.Busy hein.'' Ramdhari wanted to slam the receiver soon and get back to his assigned work.

"Mujhe Uncle se koi kaam nahin.Nisha Ko bulao.'' The voice from other side nearly commanded.

"Oye!Tumhara umar kya hai?Jo mujhpe hukum chala rahe ho?'' Ramdhari was soon sure the caller is lot more years younger than him.

"Age 7 years.Soon going to be 8.Mere birthday pe aap zaroor aana.Ab please Nisha ko bulao.'' Ramdhari was taken aback with such confidence in a kid.He remembered not being able to utter even a single syllable when Munsi ji had first brought him to Nanaji.Except for saying his name he was as quiet as stone throughout the whole interview.It was his good fortune that Nanaji chose to employ him over all other smart boys who had come before him.

Nisha walked down the stairs and watched Ramdhari trying to wipe away something from his eyes.She quickly ran to him and found his eyes sore.

"Pizaa ban gaya?Yeh apki aankh laal kyun hogaye hein? ''Nisha asked out of concern and snatched the phone from Ramdhari's hand.

"Kis gadhe ki phone hai?'' She asked scowling and gestured Ramdhari to bend. Nisha bunched the frills of her frock and made a round ball. Blowing her warm breath into it she carefully applied the warm ball of frills to Ramdhari's eyes.

"Ab thik hai?'' She asked after two three attempts.Ramdhari nodded and was floored with the gesture of the little kid.He kissed her and promised her to be soon back with her desired home baked Pizza.Nisha soon picked up the discarded phone and shrieked "Hello..Koun ho aap? Subah phone karke pareshan kar rahe ho?''

"Moti! Tujhe sach mein pareshaan kar lia?''

"RISHAV!'' Nisha squealed with recognition and excitement.How badly she was missing him since the morning.She never had realised that she would feel little gloomy even on trip.

"Kaisi hai tu? Uncle Aunty kaise hein? Delhi ka ghar kaisa hai? Aur koun koun hein?Teri Dadi kaise hai ? Nanaji kaise hein?''Rishav went in one flow and finally caught his breath.Though exhausted he was happy.The question bank he wanted to hurl at Nisha was done.Now its her turn to answer as always like a good topper.

"Aur koi question baaki hai tera?Gadha!Hum phone pe baat kar rahein hein.Oral exams nahin chal raha hai.Ek ek question puch main answer deti hun.''

Rishav grinned yet apologised for confusing his best friend who was miles away from him.He remembered the times he would ask her questions at stretch and in reply would get some nice punches.He missed the punches so bad now.He was amazed with the new found feeling.How irritated he used to get with those not so soft punches and now he missed them?Strange. Another hello from Nisha and he focused on the phone call.

"Sorry.Mujhe laga main bhul jaunga koi question.Moti!Tujhe Delhi wala ghar acha lag raha hai kya?'' Rishav asked and Nisha felt a hint of gloom in his voice.Was n't Rishav happy that she liked this Delhi residence?

She decided to clear her mind right then.Like her mother always advised to get done with the slightest of doubts; right in classroom."Tu khush nahin hai ki mujhe yeh ghar acha lag raha hai?''

"Khush hun ki tu apni Mumma Papa ke saath hai.Par kaal raat Nani aur Mummy baatein kar rahe the.Mummy boli ki shayad tum log humesha ke liye Almora se Delhi chale jaoge.Aisa hua to hum to bilkul mil nahin paayenge.Almora se Delhi bahut dur hai na.'' Rishav concluded and Nisha knew he was crying at the other end.Her eyes had turned misty too.She never had heard her parents discuss this but who knows? Since the time she had come to Delhi,she has been sleeping with her Namrata Didi and Nani.The movies,books and interesting sometimes funny anecdotes of Nani have successfully made her sleep in other rooms.God only knows if her parents were discussing this in her absence.

"Hello..Moti!Tu line pe hai na?Hello.. ''The frantic calls made her realise she still was on phone.Her best friend was waiting for her reply.She has a city tour on her schedule that day.She still was not ready for the trip. Her mother seemed unmindful since last night. Her father was angry in morning and had been absolutely quiet since his return to home last evening.

Is everything all right?Where is her Dadi who was angry on her father?

"Rishav!Mujhe yahan acha nahin lag raha hai ab.Almora bahut acha hai.Main Papa se bolungi mujhe yahan nahin rehna.Issbar Delhi ghum liya to dobara nahin dekhna mujhe.'' Nisha voiced and mentally made notes to ask her Papa or Mumma about certain things.She was sure a lot of things are going behind her back ;time and again plunging her mother into tensed moods.

"Tu sad mat ho.Main tujhe jaane nahin dunga.Tu chali jayegi to main pakka fail ho jaunga exam mein.'' Rishav said and giggled.Nisha smiled and quipped "Mujhe pata hai Gadha! Nanaji bula rahein hein .Main baad mein baat karungi.Bye.''Nisha quickly slammed the receiver and rushed back upstairs.

Few hours later

It was a hot and lazy afternoon.A lone cyclist cycled down an empty street.Sameer and Naina stood infront of a neatly furnished bungalow of the street.For a moment Naina felt the atmosphere ,the Delhi she was so familiar with was now a shadowy,dark,menacing world of intrigue and devilish conspiracy.She didn't know why she shuddered harder when she saw a blue kite fall from the sky..severed. The gate soon opened to a sweet lady,all excited to welcome them.

In a matter of few minutes,Sameer found himself on the first floor of the building.A quiet window over looked the the alley.The alley outside the window was deathly quiet.,shining in the hard,blinding afternoon sun.The whole neighbour hood cowering into an uneasy siesta.Few kites flying furtively in the sky.Then his eyes returned to Naina.

Naina's lips moved ,but it was impossible to guess what she wanted say.In less than a minute ,Sameer saw tears pooling in her eyes.He kneeled beside her trying to shush her before Nisha came running to upstairs."Naina!Nisha hai saath mein.Mat ro please.''

"Mujhse nahin ho raha Sameer.Kaise bhool jaun...''Naina sobbed hard.Reality faded for few minutes as she found herself once again in Nikita's house.She turned into that little girl turning to her Nikita Didi for comfort and love.Uncaring for the surrounding around she laid her head on Sameer's chest and let the tears flow,wishing she had regained that closeness with her Nikita Didi that would be now forever beyond reach.

"Shh! Shh!..Chup ho jao. ''Sameer said,pulling her closer and kissing her neatly parted hairline.He didn't waver from the position even when he heard Nisha's footsteps on stairs.He rubbed his cheek against Naina's head ,ignoring Nisha's whimpered gasps.

"Papa!Mumma ro kyun rahi hai? ''Nisha flinched seeing her parents seating close,clasping each other as if holding onto their dear lives.She could hear the faint,muffled sobs of her mother emerging against the flannell fabric shirt of her father.Sameer mumbled and saw Naina wiping the very tears that had blurred her vision."Wo ...Mumma ne.. Aunty ke pet doggy ko dekh liya.Dar gayi hai.Isliye ro rahi hai.''

No matter how much the sobs of her mother had surprised her,the knowledge about the pet dog inside the building exhilarated Nisha."Wow..Aunty ke doggy bhi hai?Main uske saath khelun jaake?Please?'' She asked cutely and Sameer could not help but nod with a smile.Nisha rushed out to the stairs and the thrill made her slightly stumble. An instinct of fatherly reflex rose in Sameer's throat seeing this and almost involuntarily he voiced "Sambhalke.'' Nisha turned around seeing the wide apprehensive eyes of her father and the concerned eyes of her mother.She knew before her parents climb down the stairs to accompany her ,she needs to escape.Hence she just threw the words of comfort "Main thik hun.Bye. ''and swiftly jumped the stairs.

"Thank you Sameer.'' Sameer heard Naina say.He found her inserting the keys to the wardrobe which held all the documents.He remembered how after his futile adventure at the hospital,he had returned home dejected.It was then Naina had asked to visit Nikita's bungalow that still stood in the city.

"Naina!'' Sameer began.

"Hmm''

"Ek baar bol do ki tum ab bhi mujhe paraya maante ho''. He uttered with a pretended gloom on his face.He paused a little before adding "Yeh din mein hazar baar Thank you bolke paraye hone ke ehsaas mat dilwao.'' Naina looked at him with surprise first and then Sameer knew a small clutch being hurled at him.The hurled clutch accompanying with her accusing words "Tum na bahut kharab ho.''

The wardrobe opened like a pandora box.Stacked with books and files and even some envelopes. Few books were cockroach infested while some books had faded covers.Some books were so old that they didn't have a cover picture at all.Sameer and Naina opened crackling pages peppered with small bullet holes that the bugs had made.Handling with utmost care,they skimmed through the contents.Some words were written in purple fountain pen ink now faded to pink.

"Yaar!Yeh Sharad Goswami ke itne chizon mein share holding hai? Aur sab ki partner aur confidante yeh Sudip? NGO,Orphanage,Publication agency..? Aur kya kya hai?'' Sameer grumbled in utter frustration.He went carefully through the yellow organic pages of some personal letters.Some were addressed to Sudip,some to his dearest love Nikita and some were left over invitation cards of Nisha's first birthday party.Sameer realised Sharad was a cynical and hard bitten person,who knew how bad this world can be.He pitied innocent people yet was ready to risk his life trying to save them. He was smart in good sense.Not a bad smart ,the kind of smartness some people exhibit by jumping a queue or getting an extra pizza free. Sharad seemed a tough,no-nonsense smartness of figuring out things for himself and not taking nonsense from anyone. Perhaps his smartness is the reason he got involved in that gory incident;which plunged Naina into years of struggle for existence and stability for Nisha.

"Vikram ko pata hoga ki actually kis kis mein Sharad Bhaiya ki share holding hein.Wo Bhaiya ki legal advisor tha.''He heard Naina say and an uneasy ,creepy chill ran inside him.He didn't know why the room they had by then spent almost an hour looked bit dark and shadowy quite literally. The prospect of his beautiful ,innocent Naina screaming and the evil looking Vikram grinning cruelly at her ,unnerved him.

"Nahin usko ek baat bhi nahin puchenge.Pata nahin phir kya karega.Tum mujh par yeh chod do.Main dekhta hun.'' His words came stumbling.

"Main use puchungi toh wo bata dega zaroor.'' Naina assured.

"Aur badle mein kuch maang liya toh?Nahin Naina.Us se tum aur Nisha 100 kilometer ki duri par rahoge.Uski parchai tak jaise tum aur Nisha tak na pahunche.'' Sameer said and shut his eyes trying to keep at bay the images of horribly twisted conspiracies against his family.

"Kuch paane ke liye kuch khona padta hai Sameer.'' Naina uttered and in a nanosecond she was engulfed in a tight embrace. None had ever touched Naina that gently,passionately and powerfully.Her grip was as strong and tender as he held Sameer's wide,trembling shoulders in her hands.Amidst the simmering ,volcanic feelings she heard him mumble "Aur maine bina kuch paaye bahut kuch kho diya hai Naina.Isliye jo ab mila hai use kho dunga toh shayad mar hi jaunga.''

"Aise marne ki baat phir kabhi mat karna.Karo wada''. Naina disentangled herself ,extending her right palm.Sameer eyed the zig zag lines of her palm and smirked a little. "Thik hai nahin karunga.Lekin isse pehle tumhein ek wada karna hoga.'' Came the words much to unexpectedness of Naina.

"KYA?''

"Mujhse koi bhi baat nahin chipaogi.Koi bhi baat ho.Kitna bhi kadwa ho.Wada?'' He repeated and she knew he was forming a bridge of promise which grew from a deep and personal, brilliant understanding of each other.

"Hmm..Kiya Wada ''

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Sameer and Naina found themselves sitting in a large,airy room on the ground floor.The inhabitants of the house; a gentleman was chewing on paan while an adolescent looking boy named Bipin was busy typing hurriedly on his phone.The same,sweet middle aged lady was serving tea and other accompaniments.

Nisha mumbled in Naina's ears ; flashing a sheepish grin at Sameer. "Mumma!Papa paanch samosa gap kar chuke hein.Ab yeh 6^th one hai. Papa ne subah breakfast to kiya tha.Itni bhookh?''

"Pata nahin..Pet hai ya kuan.. ''Naina remarked and whispered loud in Sameer's ears."Sameer!Kya kar rahe ho? Yeh dhokla ko haath bhi mat lagao.Kya sochenge wo log?''

"Kya sochenge.Khana parosha hai to obviously umeed karte honge ki hum khayenge.Aur dekho na itne pyaar se de rahe hein.Nahin khayenge to bura lagega na." Sameer whispered back much to chagrin of Naina and amused giggles of Nisha.

Sameer burped louder as they all settled inside the car."Aur thoda thus thus ke kha lete.Bhukkad.'' He heard Naina admonish him for his gluttony.He knew she was pissed and decided to tease her further.Not everyday Naina seems on fire.And he would be lying if he would say he didn't get aroused seeing her angry avatar.

"Kya karun tum to khana nahin de rahi ho.. ''He said ,starting the ignition.

In less than few seconds,he was rewarded with an equally teasing reply "Acha? Ghar chalo ache se khilaungi tumhe masala chai ke saath jalebi.''

"Manzoor hai.'' He said,smirking through the head mirror while Naina sighed.However Nisha was shocked with the exchange of words."Papa!Aap phir se khaoge?'' She asked and didn't understand why her parents suddenly broke into fits of laughter.

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Bela Chachi sank onto the plush sofa wearily and said "Suniye Preeti ki Papa .Main kya keh rahi thi Naina Delhi mein hai to use jaake mil lete.''

Empathetically Anand Chachaji replied "Milna to main bhi chahta hun.Kab tak hai Delhi mein?''

"Bhagwan jhooth na bulawe..Hum uski shaadi mein nahin gaye the isliye naraaz hai.Baat bhi nahin ki thik se. ''Chachi ended with a great sigh yet soon added with an excited tone"Apni sasural aayi hai to ek do hafta to rukegi na.Aap train ki ticktein karwalo.''

Chachaji assured "Thik hai.Iss hafte ka schedule dekh ke main tickets reserve karlunga.Ab khush?''

"O bai!Kahan ki tickat bik rahi hai?Bela!Iss umar mein tujhe filim dekhne jaani hai? Newah! Rassi jal gayi par bal nahin gayi.'' Bela's smile faltered as the voice from the door echoed through the hallway.But Chachiji's mind was firm and soon it reflected in her words."Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye Bhabhiji..Aap mujhse badi hein.Isliye aapke adar samman karti hun.Lekin iska yeh matlab nahin ki aap mere niji chizon mein apna tang adaye.''

The words didn't quiet settle well with Taiji.She jumped up and said "O Bai!Dekha Anand Babu kaisi kainchi ki tarah iski jawan chalne lagi hai.Bela! Yeh mat bhool ki teri yeh chitrahaar,filmon ki chakkar mein ek bin byah maa ban gayi aur dusri kainchi pakad ke baal katne nikal gayi.Agarwal khandan ki to naak katwa di dono.''

With the end of accusations,Chachiji hastened to say "Haan katwa di naak to kya hua? Bhagwan jhooth na bulawe..Sirf aapki wajah se main apni bachon se dur hun.Pata nahin kis haalat ke chalte meri Naina ne shaadi karne pe majboor ho gayi.Meri Preeti kab iss ghar ko lautegi ya nahin..Sirf aapki wajah se Bhabhiji..Hum maa baap apne betiyon ko dekhne ke liye taras rahein hein.Isliye behter hoga aap humari faislon se dur rahiye.''

Taiji was bewildered not at accusations but the tone Bela Chachi used to hurl her words.Taiji looked at her in astonishment and said -"O Bai!Bela..Teri kehne ka matlab main tujhse teri betiyon ko dur kardi? Bhalai ka to zamana hi nahin raha.Uss karamjali Naina ke liye itna acha rishta koun dhund laaya tha? Main.Aur ghar mein dulha hote huye ghar se koun bhaga?Uss kalmuhi Naina ne.Aur tu mujhe hi sunayi jaa rahi hai.Newah!''

"Naina ne ghar choda hai sirf aapki aur Bade bhaisahab ki zid ki wajah se.Aur Preeti ko roz aapki tane sun ne se acha ghar chodna behtar laga.Bhagwan jooth na bulaye..Iske baad bhi aap meri hi bachon pe ilzaam laga rahe hein.'' Chachiji said ,controlling herself hard not to breakdown with the void that had been eating her since years.Naina's disappearance followed by Preeti's leave had almost made her question her position in the very house,she had thought to be her own.

"Dekha Anand Babu..kaise bolti jaa rahi hai aapki Bela.Aap chup nahin kara sakte?'' Chachaji knew the final accusations would fall over him.He was tempted to say something from beginning of the banter.But today,he decided to be a noise less spectator only.He could see how much his Bela was suffering from insides.How much she was shedding tears day in and day out in remembrance of her two lifelines.

He said "Kyun chup karun Bhabhiji?Sahi to keh rahi hai.Ek maa apne bachon se dur rahe isse jyada saza kya ho sakti hai? ''Soundlessly ,he went back to room.

"O Bai!Yahan to miya biwi raazi.to kya karega kaazi..Ek baat kan kholkar sun lo dono.Agar uss Naina se rishta nibhaya to humse samajh lo rishta khatam.''Chachiji shook her head and said "Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye Bhabhiji..aap mein aur hum mein koi rishta jaisi baat hai bhi? Main aaj se balki abhi se yeh rishta khatam karti hun.''

Taiji sat down on the swing with her head in her hands and managed to utter "O Bai!Bela..Maine socha nahin tha ki tu aise rishta khatam kar legi.Thik hai.Aane de teri Bhaisahab ko.Aaj saari baatein tay ho jayegi.''

"Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye Bhabhiji..mujhe bhi Bhaisahab ka intezaar rahega.Chai ki patti khatam ho gayi hai.Chai khud banake pi ljiyega. Jai Shree Krishna.'' Chachiji said with a voice with the sharpness of a rapier,while Taiji gazed in appalled bewilderment at sudden turn of events.

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"Papa!Main gir jaungi.'' Nisha's voice and legs trembled as Sameer tied the laces of kids roller skates.With skating guards tied a bit too tightly around her knee cap,Nisha held on strongly to Sameer's shoulders.

"Maine haath pakda hai na.Phir dar kis baat ki.Chalo.'' Sameer said and soon the whole ambience turned into a fun adventure.Naina watched, sitting on the stairs ,the two poles of her life,rolling and skating across the sprawled ,mowed lawns.The momentary squeals of Nisha and supposedly assuring words of comfort and confidence of Sameer made her adore them a bit too more.She marveled at how quickly and perfectly Sameer has glided into the zone of fatherhood.

A few minutes later, thunderstorm followed by strong winds ,brought down the temperature and fun filled ambience.From the bright sun of noon,soon the weather changed almost to a monsoon weather.A cool drizzle followed.Naina saw both Sameer and Nisha ,now quiet enjoying the drizzle,which was slowly turning into rain shower.She could hear the loud voices "Mumma!Aap bhi aa jao. "Come on Naina.''

Few moments later,Sameer asked seeing a reluctant Naina,looking dazed at the cool and fresh late afternoon. "Maine kahan kho diya hai wo 16 saal ki Naina ko? Kya iski wajah 16 saal ki Sameer Maheshwari hai? ''

"16 saal ki Sameer Maheshwari to shuruwat thi.Zindagi mein itne shuruwatein aayi ki zindagi khatam karne ki option bhi nahin raha.Tum jao enjoy karo.Mujhe jaldi sardi pakad jaati hai. ''Naina clarified and stretched herself to leave.Sameer acted on impulse and clutched her wrist."Aaj koi bahana nahin chahiye. Chalo.''

"Sameer..Sach mein..'' Naina protested."Shh!'' Sameer shushed her up.Soon Sameer saw the Naina he had known for long finally surfacing.The teenager girl who loved rains.Loved getting drenched in rains from tip to toe.The carefree Naina who believed that fun should have no bounds just like the rains.He beamed with unbridled happiness seeing her exploring the fun of life.He silently took credit for bringing back the lost charms in her life.

At dusk,Naina sat at the window and watched the tall Ashoka trees and listened to the wind as it made light conversations in the leafy tops of the tree.The sky was just light enough to enable her to see the bird flying in and out of the trees and the outlines of the tall trees.She attentively noted the scene so as to use them later as some setting in her ongoing novel.It was deliciously cool,seven o' clock , the rain had made it a perfect evening.Ramdhari was singing to himself in the kitchen.The cicades were strangely silent for a change.However Naina heard crickets singing in the bushes.The stars were out in the sky, Sameer had left for an urgent meeting and Nisha was sleeping after a glass of kadha in her stomach.It was slowly getting darker ;more lights getting on streets.The wind felt little chilly and Naina felt it was time to close the windows.It was then she heard her phone ring.

"Hello Darling.Aaj mujhe kaise yaad kiya.Koi madad?'' A vicious voice slammed against her eardrums.Naina felt a chill in her body.She could not make out if the chill was for the voice she heard or the air outside.

"Vikram!Sharad bhaiya ki kahan kahan share holding thi mujhe jan na hai.'' Naina voiced,trying to make her unsteady voice sound commanding.

"Bas itni si baat.List to meri room mein hai.Bas..'' A corrupted statement broke off in middle,and Naina could not help but ask in reflex "Bas..kya?''

"Itni bhi bholi mat bano Ms.Naina Agarwal ooops sorry Mrs.Naina Maheshwari.Chalo phir bhi clear kar leta hun.Bas..mere room tak aao aur apna list le jao.'' Vikram said and Naina knew how much he valued her body than her words.However Naina felt like flogging Vikram with some hard hitting words."Aise ghatiya soch rakhte huye aur use ek aurat ko bolte huye tumhe thodi sharam nahin aati?Chi.''

"Arey Darling..Itna bhi kya gussa? Puri baat sun to lo pehle.Kal mera Happy Birthday' hai.Toh main chahta hunk i Vikram Chauhan ki iss Happy Birthday mein aakar tum isse Happiest birthday bana lo. Deal simple hai.Mrs .Maheshwari.Aap humare taraf ek kadam badhayenge aur hum aapki taraf do kadam..Soch lo. '' Vikram said in as usual grisly tone.

Naina was startled for a moment with the nasty proposal of deal.Yet she collected her words and replied. "Ek baat ache se yaad karlo Vikram.Mere saare kadam sirf aur sirf Sameer tak hi jaati hai.'' The words she herself voiced,seemed to give her more confidence.

"Acha Sameer tak saare kadam hai to Nisha ki koi zaroorat hi nahin. Kya hai na Naina..Tumse mujhe itna pyar hai ki koi secret chupa nahin pata.Ek foreign deal aayi hai.Pure 50,000 dollar ki baat huyi hai.Toh Nisha ki kitni daam lagaoge?'' Vikram laughed which sounded poisonous.

"VIKRAM! " Naina shrieked in utmost temper. "Nisha ke maa baap zinda hein uske liye. Usse haath lagana to dur aankh utha kar bhi dekhne ki himmat mat karna.'' She said in a voice which was razor sharp.If words could kill,Vikram would have succumbed to the injuries.

"Maa baap..Nisha ke.Hahhhaa..'' Vikram laughed vilely. He shifted in his bed and continued ."Poor Joke Ms.Agarwal.Kounsa Maa-Baap? Koun Maa baap? Ek to ab photo ban gaye hein diwar pe.Aur dusre..Hahha...Tumhe kya lagta hai Naina? Tumhara wo accident ek hadsa tha? Wo accident maine karwayi thi.But as I said I love you..Tumhein marta nahin dekh sakta.Isliye bacha liya.Par wo Sameer Maheshwari se mera koi rishta nahin.Rishta hai to sirf dushmani ka... ''Pausing for few seconds,he curtly added "Aur dushmanon ko zyada der zinda rakhne mein Vikram Chauhan never believes in..''

"Tum chahte kya ho? ''Naina asked, feeling placed in a quandary.

"Bahut kuch.Filhal ab tumhe.Sirf do chiz karlo aur bacha lo apni Sameer aur Nisha ko. ''Vikram said evilly.Naina felt as if a witch ,Nisha often read in the fairy tales.was planning an enchantment for real.And this time there would be no escaping.She felt a regret consuming her insides.She had really committed a blunder by sending a voice message to Vikram.

Would Sameer forgive her for this?

Not giving her much chances to ponder Vikram started as a true ,extremely selfish lawyer,"Ghabrao mat.Aasan sa clauses hein.Pehla.Kal tum Plot 67,Golf Links mein aa rahi ho.Mera birthday party pe.Aur haan Ms.Agarwal banke aana.Apne Sameer Maheshwari ko sath mat lana.Dusra.Mere party ke dress code ke hisab se black colour pehen lena. Short prom dress with sphagetti straps would suit you. Kuch hi ghanto mein tumhein tumhara gift mil jaayega.I have some appointment now.Okay darling see you tomorrow ''The call ended.

Naina felt strange how all the birds fell silent as the winds grew more chilly.Perhaps that's what makes the strong winds so melancholy;not only it conceals the vision ,it blankets everything in silence too.Exactly like the words of Vikram few minutes back.She wondered how just before few hours the trees were ringing with bird songs just like her.Just like she enjoyed with Sameer amidst thunders and showers, and now as the garden around her was deathly still,so was her insides.

(To be Continued)

P.S:Thank you for reading 😃 Would love to read all your feedback.😳

Water is a metaphor for human emotions and Naina's emotion turmoil just overshadowed the flowing water, nothing could bring her back to the present except for her kid..unwavering and unconditional love.⭐️

Ramdhari-Rishav and Rishav-Nisha phone convo was indeed cute. Especially the bond between the two kids, their care, concern and curiosity to know about each other, Rishav was infact on a Rapid Fire mission. I had missed him and him addressing her as"Moti". Glad to have them back⭐️

By the way the subtle yet loving gesture of Ramdhari to treat Nisha with her favorite has my heart 🤗

People always say Let it go, Forget the Past, just move on...but when past screams in front of you, when all the memories just reel past in front of you, when your heart gets choked with pain...then all you could do is pour out your emotions and find solace in the one who is your HOME!!!! That Sameer-Naina moment was real treat,though it was emotional adorned with promises,that embrace...my aesthetic

Din't I tell you you surprise me often...after such a heavy sequence...here comes another hilarious with a tinge of romance. Sameer Bhukkad Maheswari, shocked Naina and Nisha and finally the smirk.😳

I was just trying to absorb the beauty of this scene that you took me all the way down to Ahmedabad. Ah...how much I loved at Chacha-Chachi giving it back to Taiji. No parent should ever be kept away from their kids to satisfy the so called prestige of family. Nothing in this world matters or is more important than the bond between parents and kids.The pain agony which was suppressed since years just flowed out and nothing could stop them from venting out their anguish. I really loved the confrontation and the conversation.😊

Sameer, what a gem, perfect husband, perfect father...bringing back life to Naina and Nisha ❤️

I was beginning to enjoy the dynamics, that you brought in the most "unanticipated" twist of Naina-Vikram convo. Such a disgusting character...he made me cringe and now as I am done with the update...I feel nauseating, the deafening silence around Naina is infact torturing my heart. All I could pray now is Vikram being made to pay back by Sameer. I want Naina to keep her promise to Sameer.

This is a super super romantic thriller with essence of human relationships. .I am in love with this story truly, madly and deeply ❤️

PS: My personal favorite is the last paragraph 😉

Loved it lots dear 🤗

Awesome..

Please is baar jaldi update karna