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"Samar", She responded quickly.
"What?", Divya said in astonishment.
"Yes, since I have seen him, my heart has slipped on him and I have also heard that he is the father of a great businessman and has a lot of money. If he becomes mine, then I will rejoice all my life. That's why I want Samar from you in exchange for your work", Gauri said in a challenging way.
On hearing this, Divya started thinking and said something. Okay, your work will be done", She replied with confidence.
"But I have heard that he loves Niyati, so how will you do my work? Isn't it so that you make me do your work and cheat me later by not doing my work?", Gauri asked with a raised brow.
"Divya never backed out. You just keep hurting Niyati. When the right time comes, I will tell Samar that Niyati doesn't like her, She likes Smaran sir, which he will be very shocked to hear and will break his heart and a broken person needs a person to forget his sorrow and that person becomes you", Divya tells her whole plan, which Gauri is very happy to hear and agrees to support her.
After that, both of them came to class as soon as the bell rings. Time passed and now Smaran's lecture had arrived. But like all times, this time the happiness was not visible at all on the face of Niyati. She had not spoken to Mitali or anyone else for the first period. On Samar's inquiry, Mitali said that due to a personal problem in her house, she is sad that Samar accepts the truth.
He enters the classroom and doesn't know why but his attention first goes towards her and by looking at her face he comes to know that she is depressed but thinking about not being able to talk to her in class, he kept silent.
"So students, as I told you yesterday that if any of you have any problem in any chapter of science, they can ask me today", He smiles looking at the whole class, and said.
One by one all the students started going to him with their problems, but Niyati didn't go away. She just sat quietly in her place and looked at him in between. He was a bit puzzled by this behavior of her because whenever the day of solving problems came, She was the first to put her problems in front of him. But this time she didn't move from her place. When the problems of almost all the students were solved, he looked at her and asked, "Niyati, don't you have a problem?".
Her eyes were filled with tears and she lowered her eyelids to hide her tears. He didn't know that her problem was too big which only he could solve. Even after wishing she couldn't tell him her problem because she couldn't take away her happiness by telling him her sorrow. He became more worried when she kept quiet.
"Sir she is not well, so she is unable to speak", Mitali lied to him.
"Is there anything serious?", He expressed her concern and asked.
"We don't know sir. Today she has been completely silent ever since she came to college and didn't even talk to anyone", Divya responded quickly with a wicked smile. He wanted to ask her problem, but seeing the atmosphere and the place, he didn't say anything.
"Sir, when I asked you yesterday why you are taking the test tomorrow, you said that you will answer today so please tell us please", Divya asked while pretending and make a fake request.
"Because I won't come to school from Monday", He said in a sad voice, which caused a bustle in the whole class.
The class, which had once been unhappy with his joining school, was saddened when he is leaving school today. But apart from Niyati, another person was shocked and it was Divya who wanted to break her completely, together with Gauri and using Smaran, but after hearing this, she got nervous thinking that now she completed her plan. How will she do it?
"Sir, but why are you leaving school?", Divya expresses fake concern and asks but in fact, she was angry at what he said.
"Yes sir, why are you going and who will teach us such a good science after you leave? Where will we get the best science teacher like you again?", Samar said making a sad face.
Mitali was already aware of this, so she didn't say anything, rather she was constantly giving morale to Niyati.
" Don't be sad students. I have almost taught you the syllabus anyway. Therefore, you people won't face any special problem and if it comes, you can take my number from Charan Sir and ask me the solution to any problem", He said while trying to cheer up their mood.
"But Sir, if you live in the house adjacent to the school, can we come there and ask you solutions to the questions and meet you?", Samar asked quickly with hope.
"I wish I could say yes but within a week I will shift to another state because I have got the job there", He replied.
"Okay sir, no problem", Samar replied in despair.
With this, the lecture ends. He goes from there looking at her. Lunchtime begins. Niyati doesn't feel like eating. She just wanted to sit alone for some time in the open and fresh air so she goes to the ground from there and sits on a bench on the corner. Mitali also wanted to accompany her but Samar stops her path and takes her with him to talk to her. The morning's scene and the words of Smaran in the classroom are roaming in the mind of Niyati. Repeatedly thinking about the same things, she is unable to stop herself and starts crying.
"What is happening to me? Why is it happening? What have I done to someone who is getting so bad with me? Why?", She asks weeping while looking up at the sky. Her feelings and pain in her heart increase so much that it started coming out from her eyes in the form of tears and she doesn't even realize where she is, but suddenly seeing Smaram coming towards her from the front, She quickly wipes her tears and sits quietly.
"Can I sit here?", He asked her politely to sit on the bench beside her.
"Sir, there is no need for you to take permission from me", She replied in a heavy voice. He sat near her, listening to her, and as soon as he sat down she got up from the bench and stood in front of him. He smiled at her with respect in her heart and then said,"I asked you to sit with you so that you don't have to get up because of me because I wanted to talk to you about something that you or one of me can't do while standing",Smaran said smiling affectionately and Niyati hesitated first and then sat down with him. As soon as she sat near him, her heart started beating fast, but she somehow managed herself.
"So now quickly tell me what is the matter? ", He asked smiling a little.
"Nothing sir", Niyati replied with a fake smile and not looking at him.
"Are you sure?", He asked with a raised eyebrow and asked again.
"Sir, there is nothing", She replied while looking at the ground.
"Okay, Look at me and say this once. I won't ask you this again", He said, but she still looked towards the ground.
"Niyati, I said look at me and repeat your words that you don't have any serious issue", He said this time in a slightly strict voice.
"I told you to look at me and repeat your words that you just said to me", Hearing him again and again, she tried to raise her head towards him, but was unsuccessful. Due to her refusal to listen to him, he got a little angry at her but more than that he was worried about her.
He couldn't restrain himself and extended his hand towards her face. He placed his finger under her chin and raised her face to his side with the index finger. He was surprised to see her face. Her eyes were filled with tears, which she was trying to hide from him. Seeing the tears in her eyes, his face also wilted. But as soon as he was realized, he retreated his hand.
"There is a tear in the eye and a storm in the heart. Silent from outside and disturbed from inside,(Aankhon mein aansun hai aur dil mein tufaan, Bahar se chup hai aur ander de pareshan)", He said in a poetic way, which gave a little shock to her.
"I'm not a poet but sometimes becomes lines automatically depending on the situation. Hope you understand what I want to say from those two lines of mine. Still won't tell?", He asked, looking into her eyes and expressing concern.
"I wish I could tell you about this storm that arose in my heart", She spoke in her mind while looking at him and a tear spilled from her eye and fell on her cheek.
"Crying will reduce your pain for some time, but won't end and you will have to find a solution to eliminate it. Seeing you, I have come to know that you don't have a solution to your problem. So, I'm asking you to share it with me. Who knows if I can find the solution", He said showing her hope.
"Sir, I definitely share my trouble with you if you were my friends", She replied.
"Then make me your friend", He replied quickly with his quick expressions.
What?", She just blurted out.
"Yes, You know what I think is that every relationship should always start with friendship then whatever the relationship may be, whether it is of mother and child or father and child or a teacher and student? Because I think that the relationship in which there is friendship is the most beautiful", He said while smiling. She was astonished to hear his words, which he understood.
"If you want to know more, then I can only tell you is that in the relationship where friendship happens, in that relationship, we can share the sorrow of our mind very easily without any hesitation or fear to the person in front of us then whether the person in front is mother and father, teacher or anyone?", He explained to her which she understood.
"Now make me your friend and tell me quickly what is the matter?", He asked curiously.
She is again briefly confused by hearing him and is caught in the dilemma of whether she should tell her heart to him now or not? So she is just looking at him and thinking all this in her mind.
Author's POV :"What happened Niyati?", Smaran was calling her but she was lost in some other thoughts. He flaps his hand in front of her face and she comes out of the land of her thoughts."Are you okay?", He asked expressing concern."Yes sir", She replied quickly."Now are you telling me or not?", He asked with great expectation."My father has been out of station for the last few days and I'm missing him a lot so I just feel sad, nothing more", She lied to him with a sweet smile."Are you sure there is nothing else", He asked again because he could see the lie in her eyes."Yes sir, nothing else, nothing else ", She muttered the last two words."Okay", He smiled and left the talk as he didn't want to stress her anymore.Both were looking into each other's eyes. It is as if the eyes of both are talking
Author's POV :"Where are we going, Niyati?", Mitali asked while walking with her."We are just going away from this place", She replied while pulling her in a little anger."No, we won't go anywhere from here", Mitali said this and jerkily released her hand from her grip and both of them stopped there."Okay if you don't want to come with me, don't come.I'm leaving", Saying this she starts leaving from there alone but suddenly Mitali comes in front of her and blocks her way."Mitali, Please let me go", Saying this she turns and starts leaving again."Niyati, if you have to go, then go. But you won't get anything by running away like this", Mitali yelled in anger and she stood at her place after listening to her and then turns towards Mitali."I'm not running, Mitali", Niyati said angrily."You're running
Author's POV : The party had started.All the children were entering the school one by one in new colorful clothes. All the teachers had already arrived as they had to check the arrangements for the children and the party. Almost all the children including Divya, Gauri, Kajal, Mitali, Samar had arrived but Niyati had not come yet.Smaran's attention was moving again and again towards the entrance.He was watching every single student entering through the door in the hope that it might be Niyati. Suddenly he gets a call from his new job and he goes near the school entrance away from the crowd to talk. He is about to go back after talking that suddenly stops."Niyati, why haven't you come yet", Mitali asks her in a loud voice on the call because of the noise. On hearing her name, his attention turns towards Mitali."Look right in front of you", She tells Mitali o
Author's POV :He had already understood this somewhere but didn't want to accept it."What are you talking about, Niyati?", He says, pausing in the middle and fluttering."I'm saying the same thing that my heart wanted to say to you for, since long, I have waited a long time to say this. You know when I first saw you I thought you were a very strict and cold-hearted person but gradually when I started getting to know you, I found myself wrong. I started liking your talks very much and I didn't even know when I fell in love with you", Niyati looked at him lovingly and said. Hearing all this, he couldn't understand what he said. How he should react to this confession of hers, so he stood silently listening to her words."I love you", Niyati repeated her words. He was astounded by this behavior of her, but he somehow restrained himself and then began to speak, "Do you even know what you're t
Author's POV : It was Divya who had forced Samar to express his love for Niyati. That's why he first told about his feelings to Mitali and when he didn't get any reply from metal as well as Niyati then she told him to propose to Niyati at a farewell party held for Smaran as she had doubts somewhere that Niyati is going to propose Smaran, so to take advantage of this, she somehow entices Samar to propose her. She knew very well that Niyati will never accept Samar's proposal as she has feelings for Smaran but he tells Samar to propose her in such a way that Smaran is convinced that Niyati has accepted his proposal but in reality, it is the opposite and it happened exactly as she had imagined. Niyati proposed Smaran. He turned down her proposal and on the other hand, Samar proposed Niyati and she also rejected his proposal. But Smaran misunderstands that Niyati has accepted Samar's offer. Divya wanted neither Smaran and Niyati should be one
Author's POV : 2 years pass like this.Smaran and Niyati do not meet or talk to each other even once in these two years. Niyati felt that with time, one day she would forget Smaran. Perhaps the feelings that had been awakened from her heart for him would gradually fade away but nothing of the sort happened. Over time her love for him grew more and more. Not a single day passed when she did not remember him and when her memory exceeded the limit, she would cry. Niyati's 12th class was about to end. After 2 days, her farewell party was organized, for which all the students had started preparations. She is in her room with her back leaned to one side of the bed and looking out the window thinking something when suddenly her phone starts ringing. She picks up the phone and reads the name appearing on the screen where Mitali is written on it, she picks up the phone.
Author's POV : Today is the day of the farewell party. Niyati is getting ready by standing in front of the mirror in her room when suddenly she hears the sound of opening the door of her room and Mitali enters inside. "Oh my god, you are not ready yet and the party has already started there", She says worriedly. "How do you know?", Niyati asks while looking in the mirror wearing earrings in her ear. "Samar's call had come. He was asking when both of us will reach", Mitali replies. "Alright and I'm ready", She turns towards her smiling and Mitali senses the pain behind her fake smile. "Are you okay?", Mitali asks looking at her face and expressing concern. "What happened to me? I'm fine", She says happily. "You became very sad that day because of the mall incident. So I asked", Mitali says with a worried face.
Smaran's POV :I reached the corridor and saw her standing there with her back facing me. "Niyati", I spoke softly while getting emotional being unaware of the reason. She didn't respond to me and standing still."Niyati", I called her again and started taking my steps towards her. This time she turned towards me with her eyes filled with tears. I was amazed to see tears in her eyes."What happened, Niyati? Why are you crying?"I asked while placing my hands on either side of my shoulder and getting emotional as I couldn't see tears in her eyes. She stood still like this and looking at me while tears were continuously rolling down her cheeks."Niyati, please speak something? ", I pleaded with her with my eyes. After few seconds, She wiped her tears and started speaking," Why did you come here?", She asked in a frustrated tone."First tell me why were you crying?", I asked as I wanted to know the reason why she was crying.&n
Author's POV : "Sir we have found the boy and he has spilled the truth too. He has told that this work was asked by your friend Aisha to do it", On hearing this, Smaran turns straight to Aisha with a surprised look. Seeing him like this, Aisha gets nervous and then starts speaking, "Smaran, don't believe his words. This boy is lying", She says in a trembling voice. "Ma'am why are you trying to implicate me by lying. It was you who asked me to do this work and also paid a lot of money for it", The boy says while making an innocent face. Smaran is still staring at her with amazement. "Smaran, Don't believe this guy at all. He's still lying. Why would I want to kill your wife and your baby? What do I get from this? It seems that someone has given money to implicate me, only then he is deliberately taking my name", She says in a trembling voice while trying to save herself.
Author's POV : Aisha spends her whole night with Smaran with great fun but in the entire video, she pretends that he is doing all this forcibly with her. She has completely covered herself and Smaran with a blanket. Only their faces are visible from the side only. In the morning, she makes him wear his boxer and she wears her undergarments. She forwards that video to Amit so that he can forward it to Niyati from an unknown number. On the other hand, Niyati falls asleep while waiting for Smaran and wakes up in the morning only. First of all, she feeds milk to Tiara and then leaves Riya with her and goes to get ready herself. After getting ready she comes back and her focus is only on the door of her room. She is waiting for him to come back. As soon as he comes out, Riya leaves from there and as soon as she goes out, a video pops up on her phone. As soon as she picks up her phone and watches that video p
Author's POV :As soon as Aisha comes out with her luggage after having breakfast, Abhay and Niyati see her."Where are you going, Aisha?", Abhay asks with a perplexed look."I stayed here too long, now it's time for me to go", She replies with a forced smile as she was very angry at Smaran at this time but somehow she was keeping it under control."But all of a sudden, you didn't tell us anything", He says in surprise."Suddenly I have some important work, so I have to go", She lied to Abhay. Niyati was very happy to hear all this. There was a small smile on her face which she had noticed."Smile as much as you have to smile in the joy of my departure, just this smile is yours till date because tomorrow you won't be able to smile at this same time", Aisha says in her mind while looking at her smiling face. Suddenly Smaran also comes thereafter getting rea
Author's POV :"You did this so that you could let me know that you love me very much and forget all your old things, I forgive you. That's what you wanted, Right?", She asks in an angry tone, hearing to which he is shocked as hell.He knew that if he would speak something here now, the argument between them would start again by which Tiara can wake up But it's also very important for both of them to talk so that further misunderstanding doesn't increase between them in the future. That's why he grabs her hand and suddenly starts taking her out of the room. On the way, he meets Riya and asks her to stay with Tiara in the room and goes to the backyard of the mansion with Niyati himself."I thought that maybe with time I would win over your anger with my love. But the opposite is happening. The misunderstandings for me are increasing in your heart and those misunderstandings are also increasing hate fo
Author's POV : It's 7:00 in the evening. Smaran leaves the office for his work as soon as they have named her baby girl Tiara in the morning. This time Niyati is playing with Tiara in her room and talking to her with love. Within few minutes, she closes her eyes and falls asleep. Niyati puts her back in her cradle. She then takes out her diary from the drawer. She starts writing about herself, her daughter, and the condition of her relationship in her diary and keeps on writing something or the other for about an hour. After that she suddenly sees Tiara moving a little. She understands that now she is about to get up as she starts feeling hungry and she will also start crying soon. Thinking all this, Niyati quickly opens the drawer and is about to keep her diary there when suddenly she sees a page kept there. Making a confused face, she picks it up and opens it. Attempts were made to m
Author's POV :Niyati, Aisha, Smaran, and Abhay are having dinner while sitting at the dining table. However, Smaran and Niyati sit far apart. Also, They both are stealing the eyes of each other. The baby girl is sleeping in the room and Riya is taking care of her."Dad, I was thinking that we should organize a huge party for the birth of my daughter", Suddenly Smaran speaks excitedly."It's a good idea", Abhay replies in happiness."Yes, Smaran. We should do it and this time the party will be bigger and bigger than the previous one", Aisha speaks in excitement."No, there will be no party here", Suddenly Niyati speaks in a serious tone while disappearing the happiness of all of them in a moment."But Why? I want to do this in my daughter's happiness so why are you refusing, what's the problem with you?", Smaran asks in a serious yet calm tone.
Author's POV :"Today is Niyati's birthday", They both speak in unison with wide eyes."Oh, God! I didn't talk to anyone but I had thought everything about her birthday but because of yesterday's accident and today's fight, I forgot everything. How can I be so stupid?", Smaran says while cursing himself."You are not the only one among the fools here. I'm also in your category. I forgot my daughter's birthday", Abhay too replies in a sad yet disappointing tone."I don't know what she will think of both of us?", He says in despair."I think she has got so much happiness on this day that she must have forgotten her birthday in this happiness", Abhay replies in a smile."You are right and I hope in this happiness, she forgets the stress going on between us as soon as possible", He says with hope."Don't you worry, soon everything will be alri
Author's POV :" So Mr. Smaran, What have you decided? Mother or baby! Whose life would you like to save?", The doctor asks curiously While all the people standing there are waiting for his answer."I have decided that I would like to save the mother", He replies without showing any kind of emotion in his eyes and voice as at this time it was very difficult for him to choose between the two, but still he took this decision."Okay", The doctor replies with a little smile.After that Niyati is shifted to the operation theatre. All the doctors go inside while Smaran, Abhay, and Aisha sit outside."Oh god please do some miracle so that both my wife and my baby can be saved", He prays with joined hands and looking up. But Aisha, sitting nearby, gets a little angry after hearing his words and she prays to God in her heart on the contrary that he should do something such th
Author's POV :"Ahh...", all of a sudden she starts screaming in pain.She grabs her abdomen while screaming."Ahh..", this time her legs start to wobble, and to maintain balance, she removes a hand from her stomach and grasps the collar of Smaran's shirt. Her eyes shrank completely due to the pain in her abdomen."Niyati", As soon as Smaran and Abhay hear her screaming and sees her in pain, Smaran holds her in his arms and Abhay also comes running to her."Niyati, What is this happening to you?", Smaran asks in a panic tone." I'm having a lot of pain in my abdomen and it can't be tolerated by me. Please do something, Ahh", Saying this she screams again. He notices that she couldn't handle herself anymore. That's why he quickly picks her up in a bridal style and then hurriedly runs towards the exit of the mansion, gets her into his car, and drives towards