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ahana: today i am not doing entertainment but my friend, gauri is going to sing us all a song.
person 1: hear from this characterless and disgraceful girl?! what talent does she have but trapping men?
ahana: shut up! give her a chance and leave what happened 13 years ago!! if you don’t want to hear her, then leave. gauri, start.
gauri closes her eyes and tears start to roll down her cheeks.
(jaldi note karo ki whilst she is singing, back at O.M, her voice is in the background)
she opens her mouth and starts: Yahan se kahan jaaun. Kahan main chhup jaaun. Ye aadha sa dil. Main kaise lagaaun.
om was locked in his art studio thinking of gauri and all pain she has been through:
everyone forgot about 13 years ago and just heard gauri:
gauri: Hoon khud se judaa main. Hoon khud se alahada. Ye aadha sa dil. Main kaise basaaun.
om saw gauri’s anklet at the corner of the room and picked it up:
he kept it near his heart and tears fell from his tears.
gauri: O roothe dil. Roothe dil. Roothe dil. O jhoothe dil. Jhoothe dil. Jhoothe dil. O toote dil. Toote dil. Toote dil.
memories came rushing back to om as he heard every scream of gauri’s and how she would just stay silent:
gauri: Hai kya teri mushkil. O just go to hell dil…..
memories came to om one by om, every tear:
gauri: Just go to hell. O dil…. Just go to hell Dil… Just go to hell
every pinch of sadness:
gauri: O dil.. Just go to hell dil. Hai meri ghalti. Ya khud ki khata tu. Sharminda dil. Bas itna bata tu…
om in deep guilt started to break every statue and every statue broke in tiny tiny pieces. he was in full rage and drowning in a pool of guilt.
gauri: Ke ab kya paana. Ke ab kya khona. Sharminda dil. Bohat hua rona. Roothe dil. Roothe dil. Roothe dil..O jhoothe dil. Jhoothe dil. Jhoothe dil.. Toote dil.. Dil. Toote dil
om thought of the times he forced himself of her and she would be in pain:
gauri: Hai kya teri mushkil. O just go to hell dil. Just go to hell. O dil.. Just go to hell. Dil… Just go to hell.. O.. O dil.. Just go to hell dil yeah…
om saw the shivji’s idol he made and remembered how gauri would be upset when she couldn’t pray:
gauri: Dardon ki aadat si. Lag gayi hai. Aansu bhi meri. Hansi udaaye. Deti hoon khud ko main. Kharashein kyun nayi. Koyi mujhko. Mujhse hi bachaye.
guilt was deepening second by second, he remembered viren’s birth. how he chose both to live. he broke one statue remembering seeing gauri in a pool of blood.
gauri: O roothe dil. Roothe dil. Roothe dil. Jhoothe dil. Jhoothe dil. Jhoothe dil. Toote dil. Toote dil.Toote dil. Hai kya teri mushkil. O just go to hell dil.
his fake concern for her in the past left him in anger and guilt that he was never there during her pregnancies, never there when she had to handle the children alone, never there when her hardwork credit was given to someone else.
gauri: O..Just go to hell .O dil..Just go to hell. Dil…Just go to hell. O dil..Just go to hell dil yeah…Just go to hell. O dil.. Just go to hell. Just go to hell. Dil.. Just go to hellO dil.. Just go to hell dil..
finally he remembered their meet, how gauri broke his car with bulldozer, lectured him and he was fluming in anger then well now he was fluming in guilt. breaking the rest of the statues, he made his hand bleed. he didn’t care. he then remembered the children. the way they were innocent, the way they were deprived of a father’s love, the way they hated him but the way om called them illegitimate children:
he just felt like killing himself.
all clapped for gauri for the song she sung was actually her emotions and the pain she has been through. some people gave money and ahana forced gauri to take it.
precap: anika wake up
i know i did this precap earlier but forgot about it………….