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Hi everyone, it's Nandini here😳
Following is my take on the extremely cryptic precap we were given today. The title is of course a dead giveaway. 😆
The story will have two- three parts, written from both Naira and karthik's point of views, alternatively.
Do read and review, constructive criticism is welcome. But please be nice 😳
Proofread, a couple of times because I hate mistakes, but please feel free to point out if you find any, much appreciated. 😃
One
Kartik
Walking out the haveli, I only had one thing going through my head.
I needed to get away from all this, clear my head, make up my mind. I knew I had to tell Naira, I shouldn't be selfish to keep her in the dark, she deserved to know, and even if telling her the truth meant being away from her for the rest of my life, I would still do it, for I love her so.
My mind was decided on telling her until a while ago, but seeing mansi in that state, watching my chachus pain, his desperation I am now at loss.
Is there always a right and wrong in choices, I wonder, or are there only decisions, some a little less right and some a little less wrong.
I love naira, with all I have, she is the reason of my being, the axis of my world. I can't live with the idea of keeping some thing this huge from her, having snatched he right it have her mother's killer punished.
But I was also not ready to throw my sister into this mess. My little sister whom I have vowed to protect with my life , I wouldn't do that to her.
I have no idea how long I've been walking for, the concept of time has never meant any lesser.
My chest ached and it was getting increasingly difficult to breathe, it hurt each time, like something heavy was pressing down on me, hard.
My head hurt, I wanted to lie down and curl up into a ball, I wanted to scream , break things, do something anything to straighten out this mess, but I knew nothing could be done, we were all far too in it to come out unhurt.
Never before in my life have I been this defeated.
Exhausted, I dropped down to my knees, my legs were too tired to keep walking anyway, and for the first time since I'd dashed out of the house, noticed where I was.
Naira
I was supposed to get dressed an hour ago, but as I sat in front of the huge mirror that reflected a happy bride, I was probably the farthest from the pretty reflection.
I couldn't stop thinking about karthik, I shouldn't be not thinking of him I know but I wasn't thinking of him out of the excitement of being married to him in a few hours, I was instead worried about him.
The little meeting we had on either side of a chunni was proof I wasn't wrong in being worried.
It had taken me a while to understand his state, for I was too preoccupied in my happiness, for which I feel guilty now.
He had seemed so tensed, could barely speak, he had gripped by hands in his as though his life depended on it, his breaking voice was so agonized that it physically hurt me.
I wanted to hold him, tell him it was okay and calm him down, but I couldn't. The one time he needed me, I had to turn my back in him. If only bua dadi was a minute late,
I so wish he could have let it out, what ever he had wanted to tell me, was eating him away.
The door opened, startling me, and I began combing my hair again,
"Five more minutes" I yell
"That is what you told me an hour ago"
I sighed in relief seeing it was only gayu di, she rolled her eyes at me for I was still the same way when she had left me, I was about to retort when the phone started ringing.
"I will get it" I jump frim my seat, much to my sisters amusement.
I flash a toothy grin her way.
But little did I know that this phone call was going to rip the smile right off my face.
*Part two coming up real soon*
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