But he looked very different. Not just because he was bare chested and clad in a dhoti and half wet, busy in the rituals. But something about his body language looked totally different to Mahi...
His face looked quite hardened, his shoulders sagged, as if he was carrying a huge burden, in grief, and he looked suddenly older than his normal age. He was still following the rituals the junior priest told him, automatically, as if out of practice, but his gaze was fixated elsewhere.
Mahi, who was about to call him, hesitated to even open her mouth. She felt as if she would be prying into his private moment if she talked or disturbed him right now. Perhaps Aryan had lost his parents or dear ones recently and still hadn't got over the tragic loss. It would be better to leave him on his own, till he was ready to mingle with them, she decided.
Aryan bit his knuckles hard to stop himself from talking further. He didn't even realise how rapidly tears were streaming down his cheeks. "You wish I was there with you now.... don't you? I wish I was there too, I want to pay my respects to them. But I did pooja for them here today Dev!! I never did before, but I did today!" Chandni said in a choked up voice. "Thanks...Chandu!!" He closed his eyes and gulped down his tears. "Shut up Dev!! Don't you dare to thank me for this!!" She hissed at him. He chuckled even as tears were still streaming down his cheeks. He bent his face down and wiped them with his arm slowly. "Only you can make me feel content and happy, Chandu, no matter how I am feeling!!" He sniffed and cleared
"In every loss, in every lie, in every truth you'd deny, and each regret and each goodbye was a mistake too great to hide." Rana's house: Munnah stood in front of Rana Bhai, fully alert, awaiting his next command as he observed Rana in deep thought, probably contemplating his next steps. It had been two days since Rana's men found Munnah unconscious at the airport, and brought him back, but he remembered the whole thing as vividly as it had happened just an hour ago. ~~~~ He stood in front of Rana that day too, just like this but was ashamed and terrified to the core, as he knew he might be counting his last days in Allahabad.
Aryan knew they had no future. He wondered whether he had any future at all considering the dangerous path he had chosen for himself right now. But at least he would die a happy man, with the knowledge that Chandni loved him as deeply as he loved her.As he made himself some hot water tea, he found a note stuck to the door.It simply said."Vikram asked me to check on you and ensure that you were safe. I settled you back in bed and informed them about your wellbeing. Your location and whereabouts are safe, for now."There was no sign and no name as to who it was from.Aryan read it again and threw it into the bin. So Chandni a
Gurmeet picked up his mobile nervously and ran inside into the kitchen, dialling for the police. Ratnesh walked and stood right in front of Aryan, his face just a few inches away from him, his gaze murderous. Micky and his friend Kunal stood up and walked towards Aryan. "Pehchaana mujhe? (Do you recognise me)?" Ratnesh sneered. The reek of Alcohol in his breath hit Aryan so strongly, but he continued to stare at him with an unflinching gaze. "No one remembers the faces of Cowards who run away, rather than answer for their behaviour." Aryan smirked at him. The sneer on Ratnesh's face disappeared and was replaced by an ugly scowl. "Bastard! This is not your Mumbai that you str
Gurmeet who knew all about Aryan's struggle in searching for his long-lost brother couldn't have been happier for his dear friend. He slowly led the whole family towards the slightly secluded area of the family section and made sure they were all seated and resumed his duties as host, bringing soft drinks and an assortment of snacks for them. But neither Aryan nor Miku were in any mood to eat or drink, happy to be united again and too eager to know each other's stories.As the night progressed, thanks mainly to the narration of Avinash, Smitha and Satpal Singh, Aryan and Miku finally could understand what went on in each other's lives, after their fateful split all those years ago."Dev!! If there is one thing, I still feel terribly guilty about, even after all these years, it is that I couldn't save you from those goons that night. I followed you
It was way past midnight by the time everyone retired to bed. Miku insisted that Aryan join him at the hotel where they were staying and Aryan happily obliged. Avinash and Smitha went back to the Army guest house along with Satpal Singh.Aryan felt emotionally drained and disturbed after the long night. The euphoria of meeting his brother and sharing all the happy memories with them was soon replaced by the tragic recollections of the traumatic events of all those years ago. And if that wasn't enough, Avinash and Satpal privately grilled him to explain what exactly happened at Goa after his wedding with Chandni, as they were still clueless to most parts.Reliving all those painful memories left Aryan with a heavy heart. His body and soul longed for Chandni, the other eternal bond he felt more acutely and ached for, even after all these years of separation. He w
"NO WAY!!" Miku's voice exploded in that sparsely furnished room."Shhh... do you even realise what time it is?" Aryan said with gritted teeth."You can't just drop a bomb like that and expect me not to react Bro!! Breakup... What breakup? Why breakup and when? You and Bhabhi... you looked so cool... so real... I could see how possessive you were even about that low res crappy graphics photo... so I can only imagine how possessive you must be about my Bhabhi!! How could you let this happen Bro? Once you get a girl, you stick to her like glue and never leave her. Don't you even know this basic thing? I know you are handsome and all... but still, Bhabhi looks like an angel too. No wonder somebody snapped her the moment she was single again. But why didn't you go after her and try to work things out? I mean brea
Chandni pulled Atharv onto her lap and gave him a soft kiss on his forehead. "Hey I am not mean, I am the cutest and friendliest bear there ever is... I am Winnie the Pooh" Chandni exclaimed with a loud laugh. "Hmm... but I thought you hated being called Winnie the Pooh!" Atharv pointed out. "Well yes, initially when Dev called me that I was so mad at him. But then I got used to it, I guess. Things become endearing to you and become part of you, once you get used to them you know." She ruffled his hair affectionately. "Maybe he called you that because you were just like Winnie. Winnie also likes the same old things. His honey, his friends." Atharv said wisely but Chandni found it so hard to suppress her smile. "I g
For the first time the confident smile on Dev's face faltered. "Hmm Yes I think so Mrs. Bharadwaj. But if there is anything he does that you don't like, and you are too shy to tell him directly, maybe I can help you?" He looked hopefully at her. The waiter hovered around them, hoping they would order. "It's your choice!!" Dev handed over the menu to her. Chandni didn't bother to open it. She looked sweetly at the waiter and asked, "What are your signature dishes for entrees and mains here?" The waiter went through a long list of delectable dishes, which as per his recommendation were most sought after. Chandni randomly picked a few and asked them to be served as quickly as p
"Everything is about you is it? What you want to do, what you don't want to do? What If I am not in the mood to talk right now? What if I am finding my husband too..."? She didn't finish her sentence and Dev grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him. "Your command is my wish... my majesty." He smiled in relief. "This is what I want sweetheart!! That you tell me everything openly. I didn't tell you how you look in this dress because I was afraid I will get too carried away even without...forget it!! When I saw this dress in a catalogue, I knew you would look damn good in this, but when the time comes, I was hoping I could do this too...." His ran his fingers lazily in a feathery touch along her open back, making her shudder involuntarily and wrap her arms around him. She nuzzled his neck, kissing him slowly al
It was almost Seven pm and Dev had booked their dinner at Eight. Chandni opened the suitcase that Dev brought along with him, which was supposed to have all her clothes that she packed in Mumbai. But to her horror, it was practically empty except for some new underwear and casual clothes. As she made a thorough search to see if any of her clothes were in other suitcases, She recalled all the events of the afternoon After dumping their luggage at the hotel, they had a leisurely lunch, and strolled around the streets of shopping markets. Dev insisted on going back to the same shop where she bought the shorts she wore to the airport, and buy every combination of shorts and casual tops there, as he said "it made you look like a local and the 18-year-old I married." But Chandni suspected otherwise, the way his hungry
A war-like atmosphere had descended upon the marble island counter in the kitchen, which also served as Dining table in the Bharadwaj household. "I want to come to Goa too.. I have never been there! Mummy! Mummy!! Tell Daddy I want to come too.. I don't want to go and stay with Miku Chacha!! I am not going to eat this breakfast anymore till you agree to take me along." Atharv crossed his arms and looked at his parents furiously, after making sure that he finished all but a few spoons of the huge second serve of his favorite Kheer! "Hey Buddy!! Why are you saying you don't want to come and stay with me? I am hurt... deeply hurt! We are friends, remember!! Goa is seriously boring! All you do is sit in front of the beach and stare at waves! And trust me, there too your Mum and Dad would be telling you don't do this, don't do that.... But you and me, we are going
A few months later. -------------------------- "Atharv... tell your mummy to hurry up otherwise we both are going to the function without her!" Aryan said in irritation, as he looked at his watch for the umpteenth time. "Daddy you can tell her whatever you want in person, because she is right behind you. Haha" Atharv pointed to his father with a jerk of his head, and went back to playing the video game on his phone. "Don't you start anything now!! As it is, I am in such a bad mood for spending so much time wearing this saree." Chandni didn't even let her husband open his mouth. Aryan groaned loudly. "Well, who asked you to wear this? And if you knew
A flushed and pained Vikram slowly made his way out of the washroom towards his bed and sat down exhausted. He should have gone to the living room and joined others at Breakfast but he felt totally drained. Maybe he could rest for a few more moments. He sat upright against the propped up soft pillows on the head board and took some deep breaths. Just then he heard soft footsteps followed by a knock and his face broke into a smile. "Come in!" Chandni and Aryan entered with breakfast tray. "Aaah!! Mr. and Mrs. Bharadwaj! And with breakfast for me! I should thank my lucky stars huh!!" He cheered them jovially. Chandni gave the juice to Vikram with a smile and sat next to him on the bed. Vikram scooted over and tapped on the other side of the bed, inviting Ar
Her heart rejoiced at the thought itself, even though she was still depressed thinking about her Didi and the drastic step she took. Committing suicide is such a stupid cowardly thing. It is not a solution to any problem. In fact, you leave so much trauma and grief for all the people you leave behind, who loved you all your life, and they get sometimes permanently scarred from it. Vikram ji had been through so much trauma after Didi died. If only she knew how much he loved her!! He went out of the way to help everyone from his wife's family and fulfilled the last wish of his wife. She and everyone in the family was sure that if only Didi had reached out to her Daddy, Vikram would have been so happy to meet them all in normal circumstances, and they would have been one big happy family! Now she understood the meaning behind each and every word Vikram ji said to her at the top of that hill cliff after he saved her..... Her thoughts wandered to that fate
"Chandni, after I saw your father at Renu's Anniversary, I went through her things and found this letter addressed to me. And everything that I did afterwards was because of this. Please read it, it is nothing personal. And I have read it so many times that I know the contents of that letter by heart now." Chandni took the letter with trembling hands and began to read. ============================ Hi Vikram, By the time you read this letter, I am probably gone from your life, and this world. I know what I am going to do is a cowardly act, and something I will just add to the list of regrets that I now have in my life. I wish I was as brave as my mother who loved my father wholeheartedly and fought a
"I know Sanjayji, what wonders women can do, to turn our family life into a bliss. But I also knew what kind of people my relatives were, Renu didn't!” Vikram rubbed his eyes and sighed. “ They would pass snide remarks about her to my father and other relatives or bring up the topic of her family just to unsettle her. Her nervousness only made things worse, as it made all of us suspect that she was hiding something from us. She began to have trouble sleeping and I took her to the doctors who ordered her to do some lifestyle changes, exercises and also prescribed some sleeping pills, but requested her to use them as a last resort. She became fidgety and moody as time went on. I asked her plainly one day, was there anything I needed to know? She flatly denied that she was hiding anything from me but was hurt that I am not trusting her word. She accused me that I was trying to spy on her, which made me