Hey guys , sorry i know i told that i’ll post the episode on 18th but actually i was planning something special for this ff , ok so let me tell you what it is , guys i am planning that i’ll use my own songs in this ff , i know it sound stupid but please bare my stupid songs as my story revolves around writers and a writer won’t use hindi songs in his novel thats why, please bare me guys:
The episode:
I was continuously staring at her face with a wide smile on mine face..
A song played in the back of my heart :
TUMKO JO MILA HOON
MERI DHANDKAN CHAL GAYI
TUMKON JO MILA HUN
MERI DHADKAN CHAL GAYEEEEEEEEEEEEE
AUR MEIN HO GAYA……………….
HO GAYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
MEIN HO GAYA…………….
HO GAYAAAAAAAAAAA………..
TERA DIWANA…..
ARRE MASTANA……………………………
TUMKO JO MILA HUN…
MEIN HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON GAYA……
TERA HI DIWANA
BUS UN HI MASTANA……………………..
HONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
She eyed me with a blank expression , i was lost in her and suddenly she stood up, freed her waist from my arms and said : what….. its been 10 minutes you are holding me, where are you lost????
I got out from that trance , oh what a beautiful trance –i thought.
I then eyed her from head to toe- no , not again….. she was wearing a bridal dress………. was she married , ok the first girl was fine, atleast she was not married………………
While i was lost in thinking she waved her hand in front of my face with an angry look.
She again burst out : are you mad or what, tell me….
I was now up to the brim , first i saved her by holding her and she………..
I said angrily : oh hello, i saved you miss or mrs whatever ………….. what are you doing here that too on your marriage day……………….
I was saying this when i saw her eyes , full of some unknown pain, like her life was snatched from her , i couldn’t scold her more because she controlled herself with much force and if i said more , she would have cried….
I said softly : ok, i am sorry, MY MISTAKE , now can i ask you something….leave these formalities and tell me , did you run away from your wedding.
She eyed me while the tears in her eyes started to flow down , though she didn’t cried , she told me with a blank look : no…………….
I said in a swift : then your dress…………….????
She told me with another indifferent look , oh how i hated this look of hers, can’t she tell me her emotions but she just said : i was working in a play ………… thats it…..
I eyed her with another questionable look and was about to say something when she said : yaa, Amritsar also organizes plays.
I was shocked , was she a mind reader or what , it was just her guess i convinced myself.
I then said : name????
She just thought for a second and in a hurry told me : shadi –ek sazza !!!!
I eyed her with another shocked look and asked : what , your name is shadi- ek sazza….
You are asking my name- she quoted with almost shouting look.
Yaa , of course- i said in a “what did you think” manner.
Swara , swara bhalla – she said with a not so interested look, oh please change your look –devil inside me said.
I was boggled and said : stop it you….
She eyed me angrily and said : what did i do mr. That i should stop????
She couldn’t hear that stupid devil ,i reminded myself.
Nothing , sorry- i said to cover up.
When will the bus to Mumbai arrive –she asked me with same expression.
“Please” now the angel also screamed – change your expression.
I wanted to kill these both but can’t , my bad luck.
Are you a local- came the next question from my throat.
I trapped her yee, said the devil.
Yes i am – came her voice and now i knew how the devil trapped her.
Oh , so going to Mumbai in bridal dress , or is this scene a part of your play- i smiled with the reason that i actually trapped her and asked.
She was visibly confused as to what to answer so she just went from there and started asking other people there.
Huh, she wants to go to Mumbai , she’ll have to meet me there and answer my question – said the curious cute devil inside me, oh how did he become cute from stupid , he said the right thing so he became cute, he…he.
After some time:
She was continuously asking people aboutthe bus and after some time the bus came.
I wquckly went in and grabbed a two seater.
I knew very well what i have to do so i just kept my luggage on the seat next to me and sat comfortably waiting for her.
Till she came in , all the seats in the bus were occupied except for mine and 1 another.
She was searching for seat when an aunty came to me and said : keep your luggage aside , the seats are for people not for your luggage.
How rude- again this irritating devil spoke up.
I eyed her still searching for seat when the other seat which was left was with two men, they were looking like thugs and eyeing her lustfully.
I am sure she won’t sit there- said the angel .
Oh my cute angel , thanks for this hope-i thought.
I said to the lady with a smile as i got an idea : aunty , actually she’s my wife , we just got married and she became angry on me and so she’s not sitting with me but i’ll have to bock seat for her as at the end of the day she’s my wife.
I again saw towards her , those thugs wanted to give her seat so i again said in a loud manner : aunty , you sit with them….
She turned towards me and eyed me again , oh with the same look.
She kept eyeing me for quite some time , i guess she was thinking that how handsome, decent , cute i look.
Ok …ok …. jokes apart but i am actually better than those thugs na.
She came near me , i happily picked my luggage while she seated there.
Dumbo- i heard her say.
Oh hello , ms bride , i am not a dumbo – said i.
Shut up and don’t talk to me – came her voice.
I just turned my face towards the window , after all how rude she was.
Ragini laughs as she says to nikita : such a cute love story na nikita.
Nikita lost in her phone said : ragini , i know what is the end , they both will be separated , like your SMs last story so whats the need.
Ragini ‘s face which was glowing suddenly turned to serious and she said : so what , lovers get separated but love doesn’t end or get separated.
She suddenly heard her papa calling her and she eyed nikita with a pleasing look who now was not lost in her phone and went saying : i know , i am your personal secretary.
Ragini again smiled as she started reading again.
In that dark place , that boy who was eyeing the book sees a drawing of two eyes , two beautiful eyes on a paper and suddenly he sees a girl in bridal dress covering her face with black cloth and only her eyes are seen , same as the eyes in the sketch.
How he knew that it was just an illusion but how he wished that it never went away.
Guys sorry again , hopefully you liked it.