KaIra TS : Ab Pyaar Nahi ! Finale : Page 4 - Page 3

Hey I'm back. I'm really glad that you all have loved this story so much. Few have given huge compliments and It was really flattering.😳. I was confused about which end should I give; that which is near reality or that which is dramatic. While dramatic one seemed beautiful but reality one was what I wanted to give. Check in to know what I decided upon 😆.

No one knew that twelve months could pass away so quickly. It was snowy March morning in New York City. Udaipur mein barf kahan dekhne ko milti hai. Naira prepared a cup of hot chocolate with two marshmallows and moved to the balcony of the little flat on the tenth floor. Ab unchai se dar nahi lagta use. The white blanket that the entire place held calmed her. She sat on the wooden chair placed in the balcony and sipped her hot chocolate. It was cold outside but not as cold as she was from within. She just let the cold wind to play with her hair. After about fifteen minutes she got up from there to get a hot shower. It was one stressful day ahead.

Thirty minutes of driving and stood in front of her dance academy, 'Nrityaangan'. Of course that was a typical name to be read by the Americans or non Hindi speaking people there but she wanted to keep it that way. And they were there to learn dancing and not to learn pronunciation. She took her bag and touched the entrance of the Academy and touched her forehead. She, before entering looked at the sky and smiled and then entered the practice hall. No one was there yet. It was her routine to come earlier than everyone and for once dance like no one is seeing her. She put on her dear ghungrus that she missed for what felt like centuries.

It took her six hours of surgery, seven days of rest three weeks of intense physiotherapy and eight months of dance training in best dance school of New York for her to be able to get back of her foot like never before. She was living in her dreams. It was beautiful. The music stopped but her legs didn't until she heard her students coming. She removed her ghungrus and kept in a drawer safely. "Good Morning Ma'am." Her students wished her. Though she was too young for them to refer to her as Ma'am but that's what she had gained, respect, that which Kartik and his family could never give her. She smiled looking at them and wished them the same.

"1...2...3...4. Down." She told the bunch of teens who enthusiastically were doing there steps. "Great. Now for the next four beats you have to drag your feet and stand straight. Like this." She showed them the steps with grace looking at herself in the mirror, confidence in her eyes and happiness in her voice. "You all got it na? Just show me once. 5...6...7..8 and stand. Yes." She looked at them when her phone beeped. "Excuse me. You guys practice. I'll be back in some time. No resting okay." Naira instructed and took her phone.

"How's my princess?" Naitik asked with a big smile on his face. "I'm great Papa. Just lil busy. Class time hai na. You tell how's everyone at home?" Naira asked with the same smile that Naitik had. "Sab theek hai. Bas they're worried about you. Pata nahi you're taking care of yourself or not." Naitik said. "Chill Papa. I have already gained three kilograms In just five months. Main yahan bahut khush hoon." Naira giggled. "Okay. Abhi main rakhti hoon nahi toh mere students bhaag jaayenge." Naira giggled a little more and cut the call and went back to where she belonged.

"Keerti please bata do where did Naira go aur wo bhi akele. Tum logon mein se kisiko toh jaana chahiye tha uske saath. How would be she managing everything all alone?" Kartik said on a call with Keerti for like three hundred six five times now, at least once a day. Last time when she went away he hadn't asked even for once if she's okay but this time he makes sure to ask at least once a day, not knowing which day he'll be lucky enough to know of her whereabouts. "Main yahi roz bolti hoon aaj bhi yahi bolti hoon ki just let go Kartik. Waqt ab wo nahi raha. She has moved on. She's happy. I have always wanted you two to be together par ab waqt haath se phisal gya hai." Keerti was still talking when Naksh entered the room jumping happily. "Keerti Ji Naira ke birthday pe hum New York jaa rahe use surprise dene wohoo." Keerti heard him and cut the call immediately not knowing that Kartik already got to know what he wanted.

"That's up for today. See you guys tomorrow. Make sure to be on time please." Naira told sipping some water from her bottle. "Thanks Ma'am." The students said and moved out. Naira also changed and packed her bag and left for 'Krishna'. Naksh wanted to put a branch of it in NYC and Naira offered to supervise it because she was free for half of the day. Besides supervising she used to cook certain dishes like Dahi Kachori and also baked cakes, that was her speciality. Naitik didn't want to burden his princess but he soon realised cooking was also her passion.

Wrapping up for the day where she hosted a kid's birthday party in the restaurant and baked few cakes and pastries and fried some snacks, Naira left Krishna really exhausted. But this was feel good wala exhaustion. She was in her fairytale world after all. Not all fairytales have a prince and a princess, they fall in love and then they live happily ever after. Some fairytales have a Princess who bakes cake and dances in the beautiful garden and she lives happily ever after. Getting a hot shower is the best method to get rid of the exhaustion and get refreshed. Getting herself the food from the kitchen that she made a while back, Naira sat on the couch opening her laptop to listen to some nice music.

Almost a week passed by. Waqt ko guzarte der thodi na lagta hai. It was one chirpy sunny morning. 'Ting tong', the doorbell rang. That was Naira's wake alarm sorta. She opened her eyes and stretched her hands and legs. Rubbing her eyes she got up. She looked at the watch that displayed 6 O' Clock. "Doodh itni jaldi thodi aata hai." She said to herself. 'Ting tong' , the doorbell rang again. She got up and reached to the main door that was in the living room. "Surprise !!" Naksh and Keerti shouted. They had balloons and chocolates and flowers and gifts and what not. Naira was really happy to see them and hugged them before welcoming them inside. "Happy birthday Naira." Both Keerti and Naksh said in unison. "Thanks Bhai. Thanks Bhabhi." She said taking way her gifts. "Main toh bhool hi gyi thi." She chuckled.

What was for the people of New York a sunny morning was rather cold for this guy in white shirt, black trousers and equally black jacket. "I just hope Naira hum sab kuch bhula ke ek nayi zindagi phir se start kar sakein." Kartik said looking at the bunch of red roses in his hand, smile adorning his face he left for the address he had in his hand. 'Krishna' is where he knew he'll be able to find her. "I'm coming Naira." He said before getting into a cab waiting anxiously to meet her.

She messaged her students that there will be no class as she is busy. Naksh, Keerti and Naira wanted to celebrate their birthday in Krishna with a cake cutting and lunch for the workers and them, bas itni hi toh khushiyan chahiye hoti hain jerne ke liye, thodi na kisiko chaand taaron ki chahat hoti hai. Dressed in a pink banarsi saree that Badi Dadi sent for her with off white crop top, dimond studs in her ears leaving her hair loose open putting on barely some make up she was ready. Keerti put a black mark behind her ears and Naira smiled. "Chalein?" Naksh said giving his hands to both the beautiful ladies in the room. They smiled and looped their hands around his and moved out.

"Can I get something to eat? I'm really hungry." Kartik said standing on the counter in Krishna. "Sorry Sir. We're are closed today." A waiter informed. Just then the trio entered laughing at Keerti's school days pranks. "Bhabhi you were so mischievous." Naira said getting some breath. Those were music to his ears. Damn! He heard her voice after what is called an year. Time froze for him. He turned to look at her. She looked stunning as always. He say them sitting on one of the table that was in the corner of a glass wall. His heartbeat rose. Grabbing the roses that he kept on the counter table he moved towards her. Heart beating vigorously in his rib cage as he went nearer.

"Happy Birthday Naira." Kartik said. The bouquet in his hand felt too heavy all of a sudden so he kept it on the edge of the table. The voice that could give her butterflies in her stomach had no effect. Moving on shayad issi ko kehte hain. She knew who the owner of the voice was but it just didn't matter to her now. Naksh wanted to throw him out but Keerti held his hands. She didn't want him to create drama on Naira's birthday. "Happy birthday Naira." He said again not sure if she heard the previous time. She looked into his eyes. "Thank you." She said with a smile and continued talking with Naksh. "Kya hum sa kuch bhool ke apni life phir se nhi shuru kar sakte?" Kartik gathered all his courage to tell her that. "Maana ki maine aur meri family ne bahut galat kiya but phir bhi ek last time, ek last mauka. Please." Kartik said looking at her feet. Naira stood up from her chair, the roses fell.

"Kya bhool jaaun main Mr. Goenka? Yahi ki Aapki Dadi mein mujhe characterless kaha tha. Ya yeh bhool jaaun ki Aapki Maa nein mujhe apne bete ka murderer kaha tha. Ya yeh bhool jaaun ki Aapne aur Aapki family nein mujhe dhakke maar ke uss ghar se mujhe bahar nikaal diya tha. Ya yeh bhool jaaun ki Aapnein meri baat tak nahi suni thi, believe karne ki toh baat hi chod diya jaaye. You want me to go there jahan mera kuch bhi nahi. Uss din sirf tumhara bhai nahi mara tha. Shubham mera bhi kuch lagta tha. Aur rishte ke naate usne mujhe bas ek din ka time maanga tha. Usne kaha tha ki woh tum log ko khud sab batana chahta hai. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki uski death ho jaayegi. Tumhaari behen ko maine maaf kiya tha. Tumhaari family ko main tumhare kareeb laayi thi Kartik. Lekin na tumhari family aur na tum kabhi iss baat ko samjh sake. Kuch bhi hua aur uska blame mere sar pe. Uss family ko maine apni family samjha but main kabhi uss family ka hissa nahi thi Kartik. Wahan kuch mera nahi tha. But you know what Kartik? Yahan sab mera hai. Yeh restaurant mera hai. Vo dance school mera hai. Vo flat jahan main rehti hoon vo mera hai. Jo respect aur pyaar mujhe yeh log dete hain, woh na hi kabhi tum aur na hi kabhi tumhari family mujhe de paayi. Jaante ho kyu maaf kiya tha maine tumhein. Tumhara kuch nahi rakhna tha apne paas. Ab koi pyaar nahi hai Kartik. Ab Pyaar Nahi !" She walked on those flowers and went out of the restaurant.

Finally she felt free. Saying all those things that was buried deep in heart gave her a sense of freedom. She felt happier. After about ten minutes she went inside again. He was going. Everyone looked awkwardly at her but she smiled, "cake cut nahi karna kya? It's my birthday if you remember." She said chirping. Naksh told the waiter to bring the cake. She blew the candles wishing for eternal happiness like this. She fed everyone and the evening went dancing and singing joking and laughing. She found her perfect life. Pyaar sab kuch toh nahi hota zindagi mein !

Here it ends! How was it? Mujhe aise hi accha laga. Don't forget to tell how it was. Did you expect this? Leave your comments please. It's a huge motivation. I loved writing this. (PS : Song is from Star plus' show. It's beautiful. Do listen to it once.)

Ekdum aisi hi chahiye mujhe serial me bhi but serial wale to aurton ko ekdum rag doll ke barabar dikha dete hain