Tomorrow's Promise - A Mehrya FF Chapter 6 Page 45 updated 23/07 - Page 13

Chapter 1 - The Dust Storm

The air was being pushed out of her lungs , which were collapsing ..she could not breath ...she did not want to breathe any longer...
It seemed her life held no meaning ...the nine years with them ..the fifteen years after them..she had done nothing , but ensured they were annihilated ..
The mandap where she had just completed her saat pheras, to be anointed legally and in the eyes of the society as a married woman, seemed spinning around her eyes .
She felt like the lowest scum on the planet .
How could she ...first she was responsible for their lives being cut so cruelly short and now she had even insulted their memory ...
She could see Daadu's eyes again turning icy ..it had taken years for her to melt them..
She saw tears falling from Mansi Chachi's eyes ..Kanta Chachi looked as if she was made of stone ..
Jeevan Chachu was sitting there ...absolutely blank ..with a haunted look in his eyes ...
And PD ... PD was buckling down ...
PD ..she screamed ...as she tried reaching the prostrate almost life less body of her great grand mother...

They came to the hospital.
Mehak saw Kaurna Khanna first . She had come to love Karuna , like her own mother . But today she felt betrayed by Karuna.
Mehak wanted to rage against her, to rant , to vent ..but could not ... for she looked already , broken and defeated ...the creases on her forehead and around her lips were like cracks that appear on land that has not received for many years the soothing bounty of rain , to rejuvenate it ...
Her eyes showed the tiredness that comes with carrying weight for years ...and then when inspite of one's best efforts ..it still crashes over ..creating the most ugly mess all over.
Mehak's eyes travelled to him...His face was ... Impassive. His eyes inscrutable.
Their eyes met ,his remained blank ..hers blazed at first and then they dimmed ,as tears and hundreds of questions filled them.
His eyes travelled to her hands . They were again full of the Chooda .The red and white bangles that gave him the assurance that she was his ... that fact was the reason he was still breathing.
He had staggered a little bit as Mami had tagged him a killer ...he would have fought that ..but Nani his own Nani had agreed to the fact ..he was driving the car that night ..yes ..he knew that ...but Ma said all was ok .
He had killed two human beings , who were the parents of the person he loved the most .
Was he the most doomed person on this earth ??...what had he done that night many years ago?? ... but Ma said all was ok...
He still remembered the exhilaration he felt sitting behind the wheels of that car ..it really made him feel that he was in control of his life ..he could break free of the misery ..that his short life had known so far ..
How could he have gone so out of control...how could he have wreaked havoc in somebody else's life ...
He did not remember the details ..his head was aching badly ..his eyes heavy ...those memories always brought the same feeling, the same ache he felt that day ... ...yet he clearly remembered he was frightened ..sitting in the car ...Nani's voice telling them all it will be ok ..they just needed to get out of there ..his peering through the window ...Nani forbidding him ... asking him to move away
And then Ma had come ..and she said all was ok...

There was an eerie silence in the room . the Sharma's had withdrawn in a shell. They were painfully aware that the "culrprits " were now their relatives . The murderer was their "son-in-law"
They were avoiding saying something , less the vitriol boiling in their hearts might cause a damage that they might regret later .
The Khanna's found it difficult to speak. They could not come up with anything that would not sound shallow or sufficient of an excuse for their "deeds"
He saw Mahek gesturing him outside , the private room . They were lucky they were in Gurgaon ..full of world class hospitals.
He had wanted nothing but the best for PD ..and had insisted on coming to this one ..hardly 10 mins on NH-8 from Leela.
It was the fact that he knew the right strings to pull , ensured , that he had the private room even while PD was in the ICU
They moved out to the waiting lobby , which was mpore or less vacant at this time of the night ... except for few snoozing relatives on inpatients scattered few and far between.
She started without preamble "I think you and M.. , I mean your mother , should go home now .". Her voice sounded hollow.
PD is in ICU , no point in crowding here now ...and you should surrender this room ... We do not need it "
We are going home , only Ravi Chachu and Mohit will stay here "
She turned to leave
And ohh..BTW you may want to talk to your lawyer ...I am going to file a FIR against you tomorrow."
Where are you going to stay tonight ...Mehak ?
He asked quietly .. completely ignoring her last line .
She stiffened .."my home ofcourse ..."
"You mean our home ...in Vasant Kunj ??"
" you know Shaurya ... I still cannot figure out ..should I admire the audacity you have , be surprised by your arrogance and insensitivity or should I just cry over my misfortune of coming across you in my life "
"Why did you not remain hidden in the hole you always were ..why did you come out to bite me and my family and my whole life ..have you not snatched away enough from me "
Her pitch was increasing ...so was the hatred in her eyes ... the tears were now rolling down freely ..she brushed them away with impatience ...
But you know what enough is enough ... I see through you finally ..I must have been the ticket to your freedom ... you made me betray the memory of my parents ..just so that you could go unpunished ..just when I think I have seen the bottom of how low you can go , you prove me wrong ..
I thought you were a successful businessman you turned out to be a petty con-man , I thought you were going to be the love of my life you turned out to be the bane of my life ..reponsibe for snuffing the life out my parents ...
Probably I desrve it ... I should have known better , whenever you have come after me ..it is for a hidden motive ...the deeper the motive ...the more hidden your agenda ...the higher you raise the stakes ...this time you actually paid me 150 crores ..eh...the price for your freedom... and your image ...
How could you ..what kind of a creature you are ...who can sleep with blood on his hands ...
I feel disgusted with my self .. I allowed those hands to touch me ...chee"
She was sobbing uncontrollably by now.
He shoved his hands in his pockets
"Mrs Mehak Khanna ...you are coming with me to Vasant Kunj ... otherwise remember My lawyers tomorrow will be working on two things ...one is my anticipatory bail and two is a case against your Kanta Chachi for conning me in signing my property in your name .. promising me your hand ...and then backing out... You refusing to settle down in matrimony with me .
Remember you made me put a clause , that this property can never be transferred in mine or any other family member of mine's name "
"You cannot do this Shaurya " She looked at him wide eyed ..her disgust had been surpassed by her astonishment ..
"You fully well know baby ".. he moved close to her ..tracing her lips with his fingers ..."what I can or cannot do ...the beast in me just always below a very thin skin ...ready to break out "
Remember when you had bought your baraat to my doorstep forcefully ... you know darling ...I never keep any favours due...
it is my turn to return the compliment...

Go and talk to your .. no sorry ..our family ...tell them you are going to your sasuraal and don't worry darling, we will go to the police station tomorrow together ..so that you can file your F.I.R against me ... I promise"
Now sweetheart ... I need some fresh air...'
He strolled out casually .. unmindful of the dust storm raging outside
She collapsed on a nearby chair ...
She did not realize for how long she had been sitting there ...staring blankly at white wall in front of her ...
The ping of her phone ...broke her melancholic reverie..it was the muscle memory of her fingers , more than her brain ...that dictated her hands to check who it was ...
It was from KK.

Tibs, I'm not sure what you do in real life and where you are located, but would you please move to Mumbai and start writing tv shows? Pretty please?!

I m glad u decided to write something on the current track thts been shown in the show. During the Agra trip, when Shaurya didn't reveal his true identity to Mehak, I was damn sure tht the CVs were planning a future track of separation between them with the intent of rekindling their online friendship.

Tibs, as always I am bowled over with how you think!

This is unchartered waters for all here - our ZKM creators, writers like you and viewers/readers like us 😊. There is a gamut of emotions this unearths - There is the love of improbable proportions needed to overcome something as ground shattering as this. And then there is guilt, anger, forgiveness all again in implausible proportions. What lovely possibilities the story has! Just needs the story teller to do so with sensitivity and maturity that these emotions deserve and the viewers/readers to look beyond their convictions and emotions and be open to the story that is being woven! While I have absolutely no hope from ZKM here, I have complete faith in you 😊! Much looking forward to the story you are about to tell...

I love how true you are to Showrya ! You didn't make him take the much predictable path of walking away. That is not him! He is a fighter, he fights for what is rightfully his, snatching it if need be - Mehek in this case. He is also a man so profoundly in love that his very fundamentals are altered without him being aware. He can no longer crush her (like he did during RB debacle) voluntarily. He is owning up to his actions by letting her file the FIR and is trying to give her that bit of solace that he can. What contradictions and conflicting emotions is Showrya Khanna! I don't know if you will give him a redemption here. Although, I cannot see one if he really was the reason, but as I have said above, will remain open to where you take us with this...😊

There are so many other elements that you have done so well - her emotions at finding out who he is, his confusion at what could have happened, a very believable story line where she assumes the worst of him, an apt title that says how all things lying low have erupted again, and most of all - KK who we all look for to fix things that Showrya breaks...😊

I think in days to come, we will all lean on this to make sense of what ZKM is serving us...👏

"Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly -- they'll go through anything. You read and you're pierced."
Aldous Huxley

👏 👏

Originally posted by: stellaV

"Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly -- they'll go through anything. You read and you're pierced."
Aldous Huxley

Tibs, i don't know what to say. A big thanks to you for deciding to write yet another lovely FF. Your writings are addictive and as the quote above says, your words and narrative pierces the soul in a way that we no longer feel as a separate entity, we are part of this world that you have woven. I loved it, as much as I have loved each and every piece written by you.

Mehak, feeling broken, and this rain, needs to fall with full force for once, not for others, but for herself, as it has become too heavy to allow her to move forward. Naivety on people's part when they are mistaken to assume her to be evaporated in the rage of fire or lost in the force of wind...

But she will come down, with all the power. How strange, and what a beauty, again she can never get exhausted even after falling so fiercely. No vessel, no space is enough to contain her, to contain so much of the love.

Shaurya, withdrawing his true self and creating the facade of a bad boy again. But approaching her through KK, giving her a space.

I apologize for my blabberings.

Already craving for more. Please do update next part soon. Thanks again and a big hug 🤗

"It rains
And rains
And rains.
But there is a sky above the rain,
Nothing can rot the sky.
Earth has turned to mud. What of it?
The heart of the planet is made of fire, of ardent sun.
-Visar Zhiti

Originally posted by: DiyaKash

@bold: How beautiful! A friend of mine gave me the condemend apple that I haven't even opened yet. I don't have the eye or the intelligence for poetry.. But, these lines are so beautiful...Is it from that?

Yes it is 😊 Though I don't have the book and never got the chance to read, but a friend shared these lines and recommended the book. Really wish to read it someday.

Originally posted by: stellaV

Yes it is 😊 Though I don't have the book and never got the chance to read, but a friend shared these lines and recommended the book. Really wish to read it someday.