Happy Birthday Dear Keddie!!!
The day you were born the day of paradise
When bloom smiles charmingly
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When the sky wears a rainbow
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The sweetest of rhythms
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When the soul slumber soundless
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The dream of the dawn
Happy B'day to u once again!! May Almighty God blesses u wid all the happiness of the world!!
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Saturday, April 4
Happy Birthday Dear Keddie!!!
Labels: DMG Family
Recap..Rahul promises himself to apologise to Muskaan next day ... Armaan and Riddhima share an awkward moment in the kitchen...
Scene 1: Armaan , Riddhima and Basket ball....
Its bright and early .. The wind is palying havoc with the leaves...perfect time for a jog !!...Riddhima goes about finishing her third round around the joggers park..the moment she hits the end of the third round, she bends her body forward to stretch herself and then repeats the same on either side.. by now her sweat band is all wet and her pulse is racing fast...she is all sweaty as this run makes her feel damn good.... after last night's fiasco she definately needed this to take her mind off the current happenings...she again repeats the cool down excersises.. the minute she turns to her right with her arms stretched, she stops.. !
Armaan is standing about 15 steps away leaning his half body on the bark of the tree, with his ankle crossed... he is too wearing tracks and has a basket ball next to his feet.. Riddhima just freezes as a slow teasing twisted smile creeps up on his face...he continously looks at her and marvels in the fact that how this girl keeps surprising him again and again..he never took her for a jogging person...mandir .. pooja girl maybe... but this ... never !!
Riddhima breaks the eye contact as Armaan has no intention of doing so...she turns away to adjust her jacket...
Ri:" Armaan ! tum..!! what are you doing here.."
Ar:" mein...mein yahaan shikaar karne aaya hoon..." thats what they do here ..right ..???( he smiles )
Riddhima realises how stupid her question is .." woh ..i meant.."
Ar:" exactly.." i also jog aunty.. if you hadnt noticed.." by the way , mujhe tumse puchana chahiye.." tum yahan kya kar rahi ho" never thought of you a jogging person.."
R:"kyo excersice sirf tum kar sakte ho.."( now enjoying the silly banter)
Armaan smiles and pushes himself from the tree ...he slowly walks towards her...he sweeps the ball by his foot and bounces it as he comes close..Riddhima sees this and again starts to feel weird.." shit..! door se kyo baat nahi karta.. jab tak door rehta hai.. sab theek hota hai.. the moment he starts to comes close , i feel all strange inside.." She takes a step back nervously..Armaan smiles knowingly .....after last evening, forget her ,even he is feeling all weird and different around her...but as of today he has made a decision.. he will forget all this funny feelings and get back to being the good guy ,aunty always thought he was and he is determined to prove that to her..
He keeps on bouncing it in front of her and stops by throwing her the ball.. she catches it instantly...
Ar:" not bad aunty..! good reflexes.."( eyeing her impressively)..so played basket ball before..?
Ri:" huh...basket ball..aur main... no..! i mean school days mein khela tha.. but thats a long time back.."
Ar:" so what , wanna play and polish your basket skills again.." Riddhima looks at him and sees this oppurtunity to put all the awkwardness out of the way once for all..
Ri:" sure.... par let me tell you.. i'm not good.." ok types but ..
Ar:" let me decide that ok.." lets go.. " she looks at him questiongly...he gives her a very sweet smile " Riddhima aunty, basket ball khelne ke liye basket ball court chaihiye..par agar aap mujhe joggers trail mein sikhayengi, toh no problem , mein yaahan bhi khel loonga......" ( he says by puting his arms out it in the most theatrical manner)
Riddhima smiles shaking her head and follows him to a court near the park.. its still 6.30 and no one is on it... its just the 2 of them.. all of a sudden she feels again nervous but Armaan calls her out to play and she forgets her hesitation..
They end up playing for about 40 mins with him scoring 28 baskets and she 8.. the game comes to an end ... he is about to congratulate her on her game when he sees her limping slightly.. he rushes to her side..
Ar:" what happened.. chot lagi kya.."
Riddhima ignores this casually :" nahi , par i think i must have twisted my ankle.."..its ok.. ghar jake pain releif laga loongi.."
Armaan looks at her as she tries making her way back out of the court with slight limping movement...he thinks on .... girls if get a small scratch make such a huge deal of it.. but this girl is something else .. the more he comes to know her , the more he wants to spend time with her...he shakes his head and runs up to her.. he stops her and bends down.. Riddhima just stands speech less.." Armaan ???.. kya kar rahe ho.." ...but he just pushes her tracks up and looks at her asking through his eyes for her permission to examine her ankle..she just stares at him blankly ... this silence is enough for him to proceed.. he sits on his heels and touches her ankle by pulling the socks a bit low.. the moment his fingers touch her skin, she breaths in deeply as if her skin is scorched..Armaan thinks of this movement as pain and again puts his fingers softly over her bone.. he notices a slight swell and more than that he notices how his heart rate had accelerated in the last 5 minutes...after few seconds he gets up and looks at her flushed face..
Ar:" ( his tone takes a new softness)" thodi swelling hai.. but little rest will make it better..."
She looks at him ... For her something like this never happened..why did she suddenly feel breathless when he touched her..why did her heart start thumping against her chest...why did she like being around him....so many why's.... and no answer.... She needs to stop this madness..its driving her crazzy and Armaan is not making it any more easier..
Ri:" I better go.." di... woh uth gayi hongi..."( she leaves from there instanly saying all in one breath)
Armaan doesnt say anything as he knows nothing he will say would make the matter any good.. he was back to square one.. !
He justs watches her go...
Armaan runs his hand through his sweaty hair and looks up ..." what the hell is happeneing to me...??????.."
He then picks the ball and throws some more basket in frustration, trying hard to get Riddhima's image out of his head...After throwing few more baskets he too leaves, feeling as restless as ever ...and with Riddhima on his mind...
Scene 2: Rahul and Muskaan...
Next day as Rahul drives to campus..he has only one thought in his mind.. to apologise to Muskaan... the whole night he had been turning and tossing as to how to go about it and also what the outcome would be...he knew the damage was big.. but he also knew that Muskaan had a big heart...and may be if he did it right this time.. she would forgive his ass of an act last night...
He parks his car and proceeds to the classes in hope of finding Muskaan...he asks various class mates to Muskaan's where abouts but none knew.. he checks the classes.. he also takes a peek into the cafeteria but no Muskaan....he goes about loitering near the principal's off in hope of seeing her there.. but again nothing.. ..like she disappeared and then.....
"haah!! libraray..! pehle kyo nahi socha... woh hamesha waaha toh milti hai.." with a bounce in his step he goes to the library.. he enters it with a smile but 20 minutes later comes out with a frown..." kahan hai..? coll aayi bhi hai ya nahi.."
A class mate replied.." hey Rahul.. tu, Muskaan ko dhoondh raha hai na..?" .. when Rahul nods the guy replies.." she just went to the tennis court.." you can catch her there.."
Rahul thinks that this was the place where they actually bonded..a good place to say sorry... now i really have to go before it gets late...he starts to leave....
Class mate.." but Rahul..abhi prof shashank ki class hai..surgery pe.."
Rahul doesnt even think once before replying" baad mein yaar..! abhi i have to go..." he rushes outside towards the court...
Muskaan is reading her notes with her juti tapping the grass...her payal is making the tinkling sound when a voice speaks getting her to stop her actions...she sits up straight with tense shoulders..
Ra:" hi Muskaan.."
Muskaan is silent and doesnt look up..
Rahul walks up to her and sits next to her making her cringe away...he notices the action and curses himself.. waisting no time he justs speaks up..
Ra:" mujhe malum hai tum mujhse bohot naaraz ho... and hona bhi chahiye.. i was a jerk Muskaan..and i'm really sorry... i dont know what came over me last night.. maine kuch zyaada he keh diya... but trust me.. woh sab tumhare liye nahi tha.." the moment he says this, Muskaan looks at him for the first time since he walked here...
Mu:" matlab.." speaking softly...
Ra:" matlab yeh ki kal raat mein gussa kisi aur pe tha aur tum pe nikal gaya...and i'm really sorry for that... you are the last person i woiuld wannna hurt.." please... mujhe maaf kar do.."
Muskaan is silent but no matter how hard she tries she cant let go of the feeling she felt last night...for the first time she says whats on her mind..
Mu:" you know Rahul, i will not lie.. par tumne jo bhi kiya ..unintentionally he sahi.. it did hurt me.." i dont know whats bothering you but.. anjaane mein he sahi , kal jo bhi hua.. ( she trails off..)
Rahul immediately catches hold of her hand not realising the effect it's having on Muskaan..." really Muskaan.. pata nahi kyo par tumhe dukh pohachana nahi chahata.. something in me doesnt like if your upset.. you have become important to me... "
He looks down to the grass still holding her hand.. she quietly removes her hand and stands up... Rahul looks at her as she walks lilttle ahead...for Muskaan its like hearing the best thing about her after a long time...and for that reason alone she doesnt wanna face Rahul..
Mu:" agar chaho toh .. you can talk your problem to me.."
Rahul looks admiringly at her in a way he hadnt been before...she is something else...after what all i said, she still wants to help...he keeps looking at her back , thinking...wishing...what if Riddhima was like ... the moment he says this in his mind.. something hits him like thunderbolt...he stops himself there...
Muskaan turns after a long silence with a frown.. Rahul is still staring at her..
Mu:" Rahul.. kya hua..'" itne chup kyo ho..".. problem nahi batao gey..??
Ra:" huh..! ya.. but tum theek ho na.." Muskaan gives a reluctant smile making Rahul aware that she is not completely fine and for now should leave this topic as it is....he then goes on telling what happened yesterday and what made him speak to her that way...Muskaan listens on intently... and what she says completely baffeles him..
Mu:" you know Rahul..just trust Riddhima... she is what is important and not Armaan..." tum khaama kha pareshaan ho rahe ho.."
After saying this and talking a bit more... Muskaan excuses herself as she has a class to attend... Rahul tells her to meet him in the cafe during the break ...but for now he needs to sort some issues.....
Scene 3: Atul and Anjy...
Anjali is looking for Atul – she wants his notes on the case they are working on for the next week – they still have a few days, but having got to know Atul a little, she knows he will make some snide remark if she doesn’t prepare well in time … and she wants his help. Ever since he has been helping her in her case discussions, she has been enjoying the work … and surprisingly, also Atul’s company. He has a reputation for being an arrogant student on the campus – brilliant, but arrogant - and has always been a loner, never really getting along with his fellow students. So Anjali is rather flattered that he has chosen her, Anjy, to help with her cases.
Maybe he likes me, she thinks, then … nooo, Atul Joshi and like a girl!! Can’t be …
Anyway, she needs to find him. She goes all over the campus, then into the lecture rooms – he is not in the final year students’ lecture rooms, but as she nears the second year students’ lecture hall, she hears voices …
She peeps in … to her surprise, Atul is sitting perched on a table, and about ten-fifteen third year students are gathered around him on stools and chairs, and having a lively discussion.
She stands at the door watching them – they are so engrossed in their discussion that they don’t notice her for some time. They are all firing questions at Atul, and he is answering them patiently, explaining things slowly … one boy doesn’t understand and Atul repeats his whole explanation again for him, without a trace of impatience or the arrogance with which he normally talks to all his own classmates.
“Remember the anatomy,” he advises the boy. “If you remember the anatomy of the nerve supply, you’ll find it simple to remember the symptoms – it’s very logical. But for the nervous system, you should always keep your anatomy book with you – right up to final year. So many students in final year don’t remember the anatomy – no way they’ll remember the signs and symptoms if they don’t. And this is a favourite topic for exams.”
For the first time, he looks up and notices Anjali. He nods at her to acknowledge that he has seen her, then carries on talking to the students. She feels a bit annoyed that he can’t stop his tutorial when he has seen her, but he motions her to wait, so she feels slightly mollified.
Atul carries on for another five mintes then winds up his session. All the students get up with a chorus of ‘thanks, sir, thanks, Dr Atul.
“Next week,” he tells them. “I’ll quiz you on this. “If you study, then only will I go on.”
They all go off, and he gets up and comes to Anjali.
At: Hi … waiting long?
Anjali’s annoyance fades.
Anj: No … it’s okay. Tum kya inko padh rahe the?
At: Nervous system ki pathology. Actually, mere paas ek fool proof tareeka hai padhai karne ka. Kisi aur ko padhao, to apne aap sab kuch yaad rehta hai. Aur jo yaad nahin rehta … pata lag jaata hai ki yaad nahin hai, so voh cheezein padh leta hun.
Anj: So that’s how you remember things so well. Tum in bachchon ki class lete ho!
They both laugh.
At: Abhi to tumhari class lunga. Tumne voh case ki tayyari karni hai ki nahin? You just have four days.
Anj: Atul, maine life mein case ki tayyari chaar din pehle nahin ki. Hamesha ek din pehle hi karti hun.
At: Haan, aur uska result saaf dikhta hai! Agar tumhe meri help chahiye, then yeh last minute stuff nahin chalega. Aaj physical examination discuss karenge, kal sham ko system discussion.
Anj (complaining): Atul … lekin mujhe kal sham ko bahar jaana hai … Armaan ke saath…
At: To phir tum jao … then don’t ask for my help. I don’t have the time after that.
He turns and starts walking off. His tone is not annoyed, just unconcerned. Anjali rushes after him.
Anj: Atul … yaar, don’t say that! I need your help! Jab se tum mujhe help kar rahe ho, I’m feeling so much better, more confident for the the case discussions.
At: To phir mere schedule ke hisaab se chalna padega. Ok?
Anj (looks at him undecided … she wants to go out with Armaan … but she also likes the time she spends with Atul … plus, all the others, especially the girls, are pretty jealous that Atul Joshi, class topper, college president and well-known nerd … is spending time with Anjali Gupta. she makes up her mind.)
Anj: Ok, baba. Batao kal shaam ko kab aur kahan milna hai?...
Scene 4: Muskaan and Atul..
Muskaan sits in the class and tries to read her case for the next day that she has to present.... she had been totally absent minded in Dr. Shashank's class... she was sitting in the first bench and she had been day dreaming... the conversation she had had with Rahul a while ago... somehow seemed to be replaying again and again in her head.... for a moment she would be angry at the thought that Rahul had flared up at her... now, he had no reason to do that.... how could he have been so insensitive... but then, it was not his fault... he hadnt done it intentionally..... he was also worried about something.... but the root cause of that something was Riddhima.... she freezes and shudders as she recollects that name.... she had liked Riddhima... but she knew she definitely didnt like the fact that, Riddhima was someone in Rahul's life that perhaps she would never become... but she pauses as she remembers what Rahul had said to her a while ago.....
"really Muskaan.. pata nahi kyo par tumhe dukh pohachana nahi chahata.. something in me doesnt like if your upset.. you have become important to me... " a slight smile appears on her face as these words echo in her heart as though giving her a hope.... but unfortunately for her neither does her luck favor her nor her expressions....
Professor shashank who has been observing Muskaan for a while now, is majorly distracted by her lack of interest sitting in the very first bench,....
Muskaan.... he says for the fourth time in a row and her neighbour nudges her real hard......
Muskaan snaps out and stands up embarrased....
Shashank: Toh main kya bol raha tha?
Muskaan looks blank.... her neighbour attempts to prompt her, but shashank looks warningly at the girl... and she shuts up... Atul also wonders what the deal is.... Muskaan looks totally dazed and lost.... Atul doesnt feel too happy about this.... instantly he wonders if something could be bothering her.... was she still in love with him...... he knows.. it had been really tough for Muskaan to forget him.... as he thinks this way he feels guiltier..... and tells himself, it cant be it.... " Muskaan was silly at times childish, but he knew she had moved on... she ideally should have...... he kicks himself for getting distracted during class and tries to go back to read the last few lines of the extract that Dr. Shashank was trying to explain.....
shash: kal aap iss case pe class main presentation dengi.... aur abhi ke liye... please leave this class... i cant have such students in my class......
Muskaan bends her head down in shame.... " i am really sorry sir, wo main......
shashank: well... its surprising doctor muskaan ke aap jaisi student class main iss tarah inattentive reh sakti hai... ab dekhiya, it has ruined my concentration.... please leave, or wont be able to teach...
Muskaan doesnt complain this time and simply just walks out of the class room feeling embarrased.... Atul stares after her totally worried... even Rahul wonders what it is..... The class goes on and for the rest of the time its all quiet....
Sometime later during the day however, when Muskaan is walking along the corridor.... Atul is coming from the opposite direction.... he sees her.. still dull, a little depressed... he wonders if he should talk to her..... but his ego stops him...." agar wo baat karegi toh main bhi baat karoonga.... warna why do i care.....
He walks past her, she doesnt even notice him... and as soon as they cross, Atul is bitten by uneasiness.... it had been a year since they had broken up, but never had he been so effected by Muskaan's behavior... and it was cos most of the time she had kept to herself and she had appeared happy... but today something told him she was not and what he was dreading was him being the reason.........
In a flash..... during older times:
its during the exam time and Atul has been studying all day and all night as he wants to win the gold medal and the Omi Joshi scholarship that, that had been given in his father's name... imagine the pride, when a son would win a scholarship that had been given in his father's name... Muskaan had known about this... and had been trying really hard to be cooperative... Atul had absolutely no time for Muskaan and she hadnt even cribbed about it once until the earlier night, when she had told him she needed to meet him once...
Mus: Atul.... aaj tum thodi der ke liye ghar aa sakte ho?
At: Muskaan tum jaanti ho, kal exam hai, aur mujhe padhna hai..... exams ke baad miloonga..... ( irked that she couldnt understand this much)
Mus: Lekin Atul please... yeh tumhaare liye hi hai..... sirf thodi der ke kiya Atul....
At: mere liye.... ? mera bahut time waste ho jaayega Muskaan...
Mus: Atul... maine tumhaare liye vrat rakha hai... taake tum kal ye Scholarship jeet jao... aur main chahti hoon, ke main ye vrat tumhaare saath todun......
At: god Muskaan... please... in vrato se kuch nahi hota... scholarship ke liiye mehnat karni padhti hai.... grow up Muskaan... aur tum bhi kuch kha lo.. kal tumhaara bhi exam hai... you will run outta energy.......
Mus: par Atul........
At: tumhe samajh main nahi aata? stop behaving like a kid and let me study ( he says rather insensitively)........
Muskaan hangs up...
The next day when they are about to go for an exam..... Atul feels a little bad for the way he had hung up on her the earlier night... " i hope tumne kuch khaya Muskaan....."
Muskaan just smiles... and says... " ye lo Atul, prasad.... ise khaalo... ma kehti thi, ki iss vrat main bahut taakat hoti hai.... tumhe ye scholarship zaroor milegi"
Atul takes the prasad in a hurry... pops some in his mouth and hurries inside without even second glancing Muskaan.....
Now as he remembers all of this, he recollects, he had won the scholarship... and Muskaan had fainted that day..... and Atul had found that annoying... he had blamed her for being silly... and he had even said something as mean as, "her behaving stupid and uneducated"............ A Muskaan who was so caring... so forgiving... today had over looked Atul.... but wasnt it what he wanted always... he Atul Joshi was to become a doctor for a cause... he had undoubtedly liked Muskaan, but her ways didnt go down too well with him.... but now she was worried.... as he looks on Muskaan has walked ahead a couple of steps and he can see her slender figure from her back,her long plait... her anklets making a sweet tinkling noise, something that again had irked him in the past.. now didnt....
Muskaan he calls out across the corridor as everyone else also stops to look... Muskaan turns back enquringly surprised.... Atul is embarrased... but he walks to Muskaan.. on reaching her he doesnt know what to say...
Atul: eerr.... Musk... Muskaan...
Muskaan: ( absent mindedly yet taken aback) kya baat at Atul........
Atul: woh... just wanted to know if .... err.. ke tum theek ho....
Muskaan smiles back... " haan atul... main theek hoon..... ( she surprised at him showing so much concern outta the blue and also a little amused)
Atul: ( still not convinced) you sure?
Muskaan: Atul.... sab theek hai... main chalti hoon ( she knows she doesnt wanna share anything about her life with this guy, the guy who had hurt her the most in her life)
As she goes off.... Atul cant help but wonder why Muskaan had become like this..... and he begins to question her place once more in his life....
Scene 5:Armaan and Riddhima...
Armaan after class walks to the canteen with his PSP in his hand... he is busy playing a game on it and the expression on his face shows he is so engrossed in it that even if hell were to break loose he wouldnt care at the moment... he had been at it for about 10 minutes at a stretch now and this time he was determined to win the game..... he dashes against a class mate or two, but this doesnt break his concentration... neither does he apologise... he walks on towards the canteen whose direction he has obviously sensed over a period of time with familiarity.....
He plonks himself onto a chair in a corner like always, and the waiter guy comes to place a cup of coffee on the table and walks off without disturbing Armaan....
Armaan says a voice... he doesnt look up....
"Armaan... he hears again... without looking up he says.. " hey Riddhima.. come.. yahaan baithon... bas 2 minutes and i'l be all yours..."
Riddhima stops at his words .... but Armaan justs goes on with his game....
Ri: kya kar...( asking softly)... ( Armaan's face hardens outta distraction)
Ri: main toh bas...... ( Armaan stamps his foot to express displeasure)
Riddhima smiles to herself, looking at his child like involvement in the game........
Ri: Armaan tum apna phone class main hi bhool aaye...
Armaan turning left and right along with the joystick.... without looking up........ " yahan pe chod do... ..."
Riddhima shakes her head and smiles... as she is about to leave, when he catches hold of her hand and pulls her to sit next to him, all while still engrossed in his game..that very moment Armaan receives an sms....Riddhima is still staring at his hand holding hers...
Riddhima stops herself and says... " Armaan tumhaara sms aaya hai....
Obviously Armaan is getting irritated..... " baad main padh loonga..........
Ri: agar kuch important hua toh...........
Ar: god... aunty................. haan important hua toh, he says looking up for a blink second... and then going back to the game with the same vigor........
Ar: padh ke suna do... big deal..... but u stay here and then he finally let goes of his hand..
Riddhima smiles looking down.": Armaan agar kuch personal hua toh?
Ar: tum bahut time waste karti ho aunty............. read it big deal........
Riddhima opens the message hesitantly......... and starts to read it in a flow........ " Hi baby... remember me? Missing you so so much... cant wait..........( as she comes to this point... she stammers....and stops........)
Armaan sits up.... and the car in the PSP goes crashing against the wall and Armaan has lost.........
Riddhima and Armaan stare at one another in shock, as Armaan is trying to explain its not what she thinks, but Riddhima is too zapped! its not a message from her sister!
Precap:" so who is the person msging Armaan.." Any guesses..??????
Labels: Dill Jahaan Dosst Wahaan
Friday, April 3
ok guyzzzz thats it for today.......
hope you guys like it.......
modji:thankyou once again......
SOULMMATES: 18 TARA
recap:ar meet after 2 yrs. They discuss the presentation n armaan gets to know about tara….
ARMAAN’S POINT OF VIEW:
She looked at me n then closed her eyes trying to compose herself…..i looked at her hand which were in a fist with her nails digging into her skin…….also I noticed ever since she had stepped into the office there were no expressions on her face….it was asif I had drained it out……I recapitulated my wrds n realized I had drained her happiness right out of her………I looked at her trying to do what I was best at doing reading her emotions……but to my surprise her face was blank….blank like the page in front of me….suddenly she said….
ri:mr. mallik I think I should get going…… I’ll meet u tomorrow in the office…..
she picked up her bag n then giving me those awful looks which meant “I m pissed”
She walked away…….i ran after her n b4 she could climb into the car I caught hold of her n said……
Ar: can we plzzzzz go for a coffee????
She looked at me n then at the hand I was holding….i knew she was going weak by my touch but I only wanted her back………..
ri:sry mr. armaan but I need to go home……
ri:sry mr. armaan bt my DAUGHTER is waiting for me……
that instint I left her hand n stared after her car…….she had a daughter??????
I looked at the car which had left minutes ago…..had riddhima really married someone???did she not think of waiting for me???did she not love me??was I nothing to her???? Did she not remember anything about our past lives??????n the biggest question was were we not SOULMATES!!????
hese questions were driving me crazy I realized……I walked to the reception n told my secretary to cancel all my appointments….she looked at me n then said..
Se:sir,but u have never taken a leave since u’ve started ur currier….then…
I looked at her n saidI wasn’t feeling well……suddenly I heard a crash behind me, when I turned around lovely a healthy female who works in the office was standing there with her mouth open n the files on the floor….i looked at her n told her to clean te mess she had created……soon the whole office was talking about me taking a leave but I was least bothered all I wanted was the answers to my questions……..
we see many files spread or rather thrown around carelessly with a man sitting in between this mess talking to himself……
Aisa kaise ho sakta hai?
yaar yeh kahani main achanak se twist kahan se agaya??
riddhima toh married nahin hai…..
ke profile main toh sin gle likha hai then kaise??
mujhe riddhima se baat karni hi hogi...
I went upto my desk n picked up my fone,dialed her residence number n waited,……
Suddenly a sweet innocent voice picked up the fone…….
Ar:hello can I speak to riddhima…plzzzz
I waied for the reply n after sometime came the reply which was a mixture of French n english….
Ta:pardon…..mamon est shopping…..pourquoi??(mummy is shopping..why?)
Ar:ok ill talk to her later……just like dat… wats ur name….
Ta:je mappel tara……et toi??(my name is tara n urs)
I looked at the fone n picked up my keys to see why riddhima had told tara to lie??
I heard her telling tara wat to speak……
In half n hour i had reached my destination……
I looked at the house from outside it was cold outside but I could make out that it will be warm from inside……I parked the car in the end n before I could ring the bell of the house I heard something breaking…..i looked inside n heard sapna talking to somebody but wat is she talking about?????i lissened more carefully n after wat I heard my blood froze………
SOULMATES:18A THE TRUTH
Recap:upper read karo!!!!!!!
Riddhima is talking to som1 or should we say screaming atsome1……
Ri:are tu pagal ho gayyi hai kya???????don’t u know that aaj mom n dad mujh say baat nahin kar rahi hai uski wajah sirf armaan hai…….sirf armaan……
Ri:nahin usko main kyun bataun ki mere se aaj koi baat nahin kar raha toh uske wajah se hai????......
Main mar jaungi lakin armaan ko maaf nahin karoongi........
Ri:kya????kaya kaha tune??????tu pagal ho gayyi hai kya????hum mile hai toh sirf buisness ke liye.......
Haan usne coffee ke liye poocha tha lekin main kyun jaoon uske saath........usne toh meri zindagi kharaab kar di.........ab main uski karoongi.........
Riddhima picked up the vase n threw it down in anger.......wat was sapna saying????? Had she gone mad???get together with the man who ruined my life??????no never…..now I will ruin him……that’s my moto……..wat wat did she say OMG I can’t believe she actually said that……….
(Armaan had just heard the vase crash n he came running to the window to see wat was going on but wat he heard next was sumthing he couldn’t digest………)
Ri:sapna……….how can u say he has a right to know that tara uski beti hai??????no armaan doesn’t have the right to know…………bhool gayyi ki mom dad ne armaan kewajah se mujhe disown kar diya….rahul mujhse baat nahin karr sakta becoz muskaan,anjie aur nikki ne kaha hai……..un sabki toh shaadi ho gayyi lekin mujhe lagta nahin hai meri hogi………*sob* sapna why don’t u understand????do you remember humne kaise uss doctor se jhoot bulvaya tha??????
rememberjab tujhe pata laga ki I was pregnant tune kaise uss doctor ka muh band karvaya tha taki mom,dad ya meri family valo ko pata na chale………plan toh theek chal raha tha ……….armaan se door jane ka bahana banake I came here…….dat too I had to shift out of riya’s house when It started showing……but then jab delivery hui toh………..toh……mom dad ko pata chal gaya who bhi uss armaan ke wajah se…….maine to ye form armaan ko bheja tha lekin jab who ghar pe hi nahin that oh who letter mom ko de diya……n jab se unhe pata chala hai unlogon ne mujhse…….*sniff*…aur tu kehti hai main usse maaf kardoon??????
Ri:forget it sapna I’ll only forgive him if he makes mom n dad forgive me ………….but this will never happen coz he dsn’t know anything about my plan………….
Ri:haan baba maine apne aasoon poch diye…………nahin main apne plan ke saath ki chaloongi………haan tara theek hai……..woh soo rahi hai………..amit kaisa hai????
Oye itna sharma kyun rahi hai………tere husband ke bare main hi toh poocha hai……
Hmmmmmmm……….main dekhoongi agar main……….armaan ko maaf kar paaoongi ya nahin……
Ri:haan chall take care bye!!!!!!!!
By the time i had heard this I was on the floor crying, hw irresponsible had I become…….
Didn’t I once think about riddhima ,she had gone through soo much of pain……….but no I will give her n my tara soooooooo much f luv that they would immediately forget their past……………but pehle mere sasurji aur sasuma ka kuch karna padega………….hmm……I got in to my car n drove off……..
Ri:MR. ARMAAN MALLIK GET READY TO FACE THE BIGGEST LOSS N PAIN OF UR LIFE….TUMHE MUJHE JITNA BARBAD KARNA THA TUM KAR CUKE AB MERI BARI……
MAIN TUMSE ITNA NAFRAT KAROONGI KE TUM CHAH KAR BHI NAHIN BHOOLA PAOGE…ITS PAYBACK TIME ARMAAN……ITS PAYBACK TIME………..
PRECAP: mr. mallik hum kahan jaa rahe hai n aapne tara ko kyun mere saath lane ko bola?
I smiled……..the fear was clear in her eyes but now I would make her parents pay for the pain they had caused her………I got down from the vehicle n told them to get off as well……….we were in England….
N dis was definitely a part of my plan……she walked into the house wid tara while I locked the door behind them…… their eyes big in horror……i looked at them n spoke……
Ar: CONGRATULATIONS MISS GUPTA YOU HAVE JUST BEEN KIDNAPPED!!!!!!
A: very bad idea, plz yaar, acha pucca waala promise aaj koi gadbad nahi karunga…(riddhima pinched his nose, armaan smiled naughtily)
And from there they started doing preparations, the most beautiful and the awesome preparations, actually their preparations was normal, the one which anyone can do, different was their togetherness, the devotion with which they did decorations… their masti, enjoying their every second, totally lost in their love……..
R: armaan bhagwan ji ke mandir ko bhi pura phullon se decorate karna, tum andar se karo mai bahar se…. koi bhi jagah khalli nahi rehni chahiye….
Riddhima was busy in decorating mandir, when she realized something very cold on her elbow joint, she looked down, and was literally surprised when saw armaan placing
Flowers on her elbow, then he stood up and placed flower on her shoulder, then head… atlast looked at riddhima, whose hands was on her hips with her foot tapping on ground..
R: kya aap batane ka kasht kareinge ki ye aap kya kar rahein hai????
A: ohh ye, basket tum kitni bhullakad ho, tumhi ne to kaha tha..
R: ki mere uppar phool lagao?????
A: tumne hi to kaha tha ki bhagwan ko phullon se decorate karna hai…
A: (again placing flower on her elbow) tujh mai rab dikhta hai yaara mai kya karun, sajde sir jhukta hai yaara mai kya karun………
A: dekho maine tumhare liye mandir ko decorate kar diya aur apne liye tumhe, kyunki meri to rab..(riddhima placed her hand on his mouth, then placing her head on his chest)
R: phullon se mujhe nahi lagta decorate karne ki jarurat hai mujhe, already tumhare pyar se saj chukki hun, aur uss pyar ke aage to phull bhi feeke pad jaate hai…. Aur tum mujhe apni basket hi rehne do, mai usme jayda khush hun and I think tum bhi ussi mai khush rahoge…
A: (thinks a bit) are haan ye to maine socha hi nahi, agar tumhe rab bana diya to tumhari har roj pooja karni padegi, pyar kab karunga… ohh ho kitni black and white si jindagi ho jayegi……hmmmm……. Aisa karte hai rab wohi theek hai (pointing to god idols) tum meri basket hi theek ho… (taking her in his arms tightly, riddhima smiled and kissed on his forehead)
They proceed towards their common room, armaan lift up riddhima so that she could hang wall shade, and every time he gives her kiss when he place her on ground…. Sometimes when she stood on table for hanging something, he start doing tickly in her tummy and she fall in his arms… then armaan says maine to pehle hi kaha tha ki tum jitni marji koshish kar lo mere bina hoi kaam nahi kar paogi, kisne kaha tha table par chadne ke liye…. (riddhima hits him, armaan again kissed her on forehead)
Then they start doing lighting….. armaan asked her to give him lights…. Riddhima said no, mujhe current lag jayega,
A: riddhima don’t be silly abhi wo switch se connected nahi hai,
R: phir bhi current lag jayega, meri maano to tum bhi haath na lagana…
A: riddhima please yaar lights do na….
R: armaan maine kaha na mai abhi marna nahi chahti….
A: kya??????? Tum doctor kaise bani riddhima???
R: kya matlab?????
A: I’m sure physics mai to tum jarur fail hi hoti hogi, kitni buri knowledge hai tumhari…
R: don’t dare to say this, mai physics ki topper reh chukki hun…
A: joke of the millenium, huuu huuu heee hee heee…… bachao mere pet mai hass hass ke pet mai dard ho raha hai…
R: (little irritated) very funny… (and left thinking tumhe to maaja mai abhi chakhati hun, abhi pata challega ki mujhe kitni physics aati hai, kuch pal aur hass lo dr. armaan, phir aapko apki nani yaad aa jayegi…. Riddhima took lights and gave it to armaan)
A: ohh apko current to nahi laga miss chuimui ji….. (riddhima gave him smile and in mind thinking mujhe to nahi laga par tumhe jarur lag jayega, and when armaan started putting lights, riddhima plugged one of the light and switched on the button )
armaan a bit latter when took that light in his hands, he starts shouting… aaaahhhhh bachao, bachaoo…….. riddhima from back start jumping and clapping…. Mumbled ab aaya unth pahad ke niche, but then she stood serious when she saw armaan falling down on ground…. She goes near him mumbling armaan… settled near him saying armaan tum theek to ho, rubbed his hands, then cursed herself kya jarurat thi apni physics jhadne ki… armaan still not opened his eyes… riddhima was worried now…. After a minute or two before riddhima could understand anything, she found herself pulled by armaan, due to force she stretched on floor and overlapped by armaan…. With in a minute armaan kissed her tightly, she was hitting him on back, but he didn’t leave her…. After few minutes he raised his face, then put her hair strand back, looked her deeply…
A: tumhe pata hai na ki tum chah kar bhi meri barabari nahi kar sakti, kya laga tha ki tumhari stupid si trick se tum mujhe meri naani yaad dilwaogi??? Maine kaha tha na ki tumhe physics nahi aati….
R: to matlab tum naatak kar rahe the???
A: actually maine tumhe sheeshe mai dekh liya tha ki tum plugging kar rahi ho, mann kiya ki tumhe tabhi bollun ki koi fayda nahi hai, iss se bhi current nahi lagega, par phir socha challo tumhe thodi der khush hone deta hun, phir thoda pareshan karunga, uske baad tumhari meethi meethi si pyari si puppi lunga…
R: to matlab tumhe current nahi lagaa?????
A: ab please meri maa phir mat shuru hona, kitni baar kahun ki aise current nahi lagta, jab tak wire beech mai se na kati hui ho……..(atlast she accepted it, and felt little embarrassed for her knowledge and stupid fear) finally she helped him in doing lightnings…. Armaan was hitting hammer against drawing pins on wall, while riddhima was hanging lights,
in between doing masti like pinching him on leg, sometime dragging the chair back, on which armaan was on the verge of standing…. Also she in between ran or hides somewhere, where as armaan standing on chair remained asking her for giving pins or lights, atlast when he got no answer he looked down and found her missing, than he ran at the back of her, again caught her and gave her kiss, after that he asked her agar kissi chahiye thi to pehle bata dena tha, itna drama karne ki kya jarurat thi…. And to this she kept on hitting him……. In this way they lightened their house, every corner of their house was shining… (love effect heeeheehee)
it was 3 o’clock, both were that much busy in their own that they didn’t even realize that they hadn’t eaten anything since morning, may be their tummies got filled with the kisses….
Hardly 5-10 minutes passed, when armaan came near stairs, holding one tray full of holi colors….
A: (walking to riddhima,who was sitting down doing something, but armaan didn’t looked down and stood in front of riddhima) riddhima mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki tumne ye holi colors kyu mangwaye hai, aaj to diwali hai na, phir ye??? Kahin tumhara dono tyohar ek saath celebrate karne ka iraada to nahi hai na??? (he looked down at riddhima, who was giving him little angry look)
A: tum mujhe aise ghur kyun rahi ho???
R: (little shouting) kya tumhari aankho par buttons lage hai, dekh kar chalna nahi aata…
A: (placing tray down, then holding her hands and blowing air on it) so sorry riddhima, kahin lagi to nahi, tumhara haath mere jooton ke niche aa gaya na, sorry maine dekha nahi…
R: (puling her hand back, and hit armaan slightly) armaan mera haath nahi, rangoli tumhare jooton ke niche aa gayi hai……..
A: kaunsi goli?????
R: (looked him angrily, then asked him with hand to look down, armaan looked down) maine kitne pyar se rangoli banai thi aur tum… eeeeeee(making her hands as if she’s bhoot) dekhkar chalna nahi aata kya??? Uuuuuuu (making a crying face) haye kitni pyari rangoli bani thi par tumhari wajah se sab kharab ho gai…
A: (getting back) sorry riddhimaa……. Ab mujhe kya pata tha ki tum kya kar rahi ho… waise no doubt bahut sundar si lag rahi hai ye, par agar tumhara drawing karne ka mann kar raha tha to tum mujhe pehle bata deti, mai market se aate hue tumhe drawing file bhi la deta, floor kharab karne ki kya jarurat thi??????/ (Riddhima gave him THE look)
R: armaan ye drawing nahi rangoli hai….
A: chahe jaunsi marji goli ho, par file par ban sakti hai….
R: armaan ab agar tum kuch bole to mai bahut marungi….
A: subah se wahi to kar rahi ho……..
R: armaan ssshhhhhh……. (he put fingure on his lips) armaan ye rangoli hai, har badi diwali par ya jo bhi koi acha kaam hota hai isse banate hai aur drawing file par nahi, jameen par…. Different colors se, aur phir raat ko iske aas paas diye jalate hai, kehte hai ki har badi diwali ki raat ko maata lakshmi har ghar par jaati hai, aur jo bhi unka pyar se welcome karta hai, wo usssi ghar mai bas jaati hai… aur jis ghar mai unka theek se welcome nahi hota, wo darwaaje se hhi challi jaati hai…. Unke welcome ke liye hi ye rangoli, ye ghar sajaya jaata hai……. Aur dusra reason ye bhi hai ki ramji aaj ke din 14 saal ka vanvaas karke laute the, to unki aane ki khushi mai logon ne har ghar mai haajaro diye jalaye the, rangoli ke raango se ghar mai sirf aur sirf khushiyan aati hai…… samjhe???
A: achaaaaa iss goli I mean rangoli mai itni taakat hoti hai???
R: haan par shart ye hai ki isse sache dil se aur pyar se banana chahiye……
And the very next second she found armaan jumping back, kneeled down in front of rangoli and placed his head on floor…….
A: (mumbling) hey bhagwaan ji mujhe maaf kardo please… aap naaraj na hona, mai abhii sab theek kar deta hun…….
Riddhima start laughing loudly, then caressed his cheeks……
R: bhagwanji kabhi itne pyare se innocent se armaan se naaraj nahi ho sakte…….(armaan hugged her)
Then finally they started making rangolli full of love and devotion, riddhima told armaan how to fill colors, again they had lots of fun, armaan ne shayad utna color rangoli mai nahi fill kiya hoga jitna ki riddhima ko lagaya hoga….she in return colored him back, riddhima was drawing rangoli with chalk and armaan was filling colors in it… and in between their own love was on it’s peek….. finally after 3 hours there rangolli was completed, along with AR who was looking joker….from top to toe they were colored…. But their rangoli was very beautiful……. After washing hands…
A: ab hum taiyar ho jaye, saara kaam complete ho gaya….
R: (caressing his hair) haan tum taiyar ho jao, mai bas 20-25 min mai diye lagakar aati hun……
A: dono saath saath taiyar hoyenge, lets finish all the work…..
Then they both goes in kitchen…. Riddhima start setting baati in diyas, and armaan stood back of her, passed his arms from her waist and took bowl of mustard oil and start filling diyas with it….. riddhima didn’t asked him for once to stand next to her, coz both of them didn’t want to get apart from each other…. According to riddhima she thought she’s seeing a dream, bilkul waisa jaise kabhi usne pariyon ki kahani mai pada tha, farak sirf itna tha ki pariyon ke pass koi rajkumar nahi tha, unhe koi pyar karne waala nahi tha, aur riddhima ke paas usse bepanah pyar karne waala uska armaan hai….. this diwali was just the perfect diwali, iss diwali mai aur koi cheez add nahi ki ja sakti, it’s just the perfect….. both in heart wished to celebrate diwali like this only, with each other.. no change they want……. Aisa hi saath rahe, iss se jayda agar ho sake to theek hai, par iss se kam to kabhi bhi na ho… (lets see if it’s going to happen or not)
They filled 1000 of diya’s, in between armaan always lost in her specially when riddhima throw her hair back with a great force that touch his face….. aaj bhi arman ko phir riddhima se pyar ho jaata tha whenever her hair touches his face…
Armaan came in present when he heard riddhima shouting…….
R: armaaan kaha kho gaye, kab se bula rahi hun, dekho tum kya kar rahe ho…… (he looked down and found himself pouring oil on her hand) saara mera haath ganda kar diya…
A: paani aana band ho gaya kya??????
A: are basket tum ro to aise rahi ho jaise isse saaf karne ka koi aur rasta na ho…. paani aata haina, dho lo…..
R: to phir tum bhi dho lo… (before he cud understand, riddhima took bowl of oil and poured on his head, he looked her with a bechara face,riddhima teased him and ran away, armaan took bottle and rushed at her back without knowing the fact that bottle was open and all the oil fall on floor…..)
When riddhima came on that way, she skits down and fell on gound, armaan who was at back of her skits and fell on top of her…….
R: (screamed) aahhhhhhhhhh……….
A: kya hua chilla kyu rahi ho, abhi to maine kuch kiya hi nahi????
R: aur kuch karna baaki hai???? 80 kg ka weight jab 50 kg par gire to kya haalat hoti hai aaj pata challa???? Ahhh…(slightly twisting her body) lagta hai kahi fracture ho gaya hai, bechari meri bonesss……..
A: meri koi galti nahi hai, sab bhagwan ka kasoor hai… (riddhima gave him weird look, he moved his hands round her waist and clutched tightly) ab wo chahta hi nahi hai ki hum ek minute ke liye bhi ek dusre se dur ho, isliye wo kuch na kuch aisa karwa deta hai ki tum phir se mere pass aa jaati ho, meri baahon mai….(riddhima looked him as if not convinced)
R: tumhe har waqt sirf do hi baatein kyu sujti ya shaitani ya pyar, aur kuch nahi aata kya???
A: naaa…….. aur kuch karke karna bhi kya hai??? Jisse pyar karna aata hai matlab usse sab kuch aata hai, uski life mai matlab no kami……. So apna to housefullllllllllllll………(raising both his hands above in pleasure, then gave a quick kiss on her cheeks, riddhima smiled and slightly hit him on chest as if saying tum kabhi nahi sudhroge, armaan as if understood her eyes )
A: abhi bhi expect karti ho???
R: kyaaa??? (little confused)
A: yehi ki mai sudhrunga, tumhe to abhi tak samajh jaana chahiye tha ki armaan ko badalna mushkil hi nahi namumkin hai……afterall tumse achi tarah mujhe kaun samajh sakta hai??? (pinching her nose)
R: point to hai tumhari baat mai, ek baat kahun..(making a very emotional face)
A: (thinking in mind that she’ll gonna say something very lovely, so very excited) kyaa????
R: yehi ki 7 baj gaye hai, agar aapka romance khatam ho gaya ho to I think we should get ready……(armaan makes a face, riddhima smiled and caressed his hair, then pushed armaan, atlast he got up, then both moved towards their room.. with in few minutes both got ready, again came down, it’s 7:30)
Okkk that’s it for today…….
Cuming up: ritu’s daughter and armaan, and moments of armaan riddhima celebrating diwali……
Neha you can call me ishi dear, I’ve no problem.. mera last exam 30th april ko hai and then practicals, jiski abhi dates nahi aayi hai……..
Labels: Kya Pyar Aisa Bhi Ho Sakta Hai
DISCLAIMER: The characters, events, places, medical procedures and/or treatments depicted in this series are purely fictitious.
** TITLE SONG **
Dost ban jaate hain dill ki aawaazon me,
Dost ban jaate hain dillon ke armaanon me,
Dost ban jaate hain muhabbat ki muskaanon me,
Dost ban jaate hain muhabbaton ke jazbaaton me,
Dost ban jaate hain Muhabbat Ki Raahon Me!
Rishta jud jaata hai ek pal ki saugaaton me,
Rishta jud jaata hai kuch palon ke ikraaron me,
Rishta jud jaata hai ek gam ki parchhaiyon me,
Rishta jud jaata hai kuch gamon ke lamhaaton me,
Rishta jud jaata hai Muhabbat Ki Raahon Me!
Dill mill jaate hain dushman ki nigaahon me,
Dill mill jaate hain dushmani ki sadaaon me,
Dill mill jaate hain dost ki duaon me,
Dill mill jaate hain dosti ki fizaaon me,
Dill mill jaate hain Muhabbat Ki Raahon Me!
Muhabbat ho jaati hai doston ki ruswaiyon me,
Muhabbat ho jaati hai rishton ke afsaanon me,
Muhabbat ho jaati hai dill milne ki sard raaton me,
Muhabbat ho jaati hai aise ishq ke parvaanon me,
Muhabbat ho hi jaati hai Muhabbat Ki Raahon Me!
RECAP: Prakash is after the money of which Ridhimaa is the recipient through Armaan’s will. Ridhimaa, revolted, breaks her engagement as she doesn’t want Armaan or her parents to suffer because of her. All get to know that Ridhimaa is adopted. Prakash comes to Sanjeevani to take Ridhimaa away but Armaan comes in the way and gets hurt while trying to save Ridhimaa. Ridhimaa operates on him, pulls out the bullet, but later, Armaan gets critical due to high blood loss (that too because he had picked Ridhimaa up and taken her to the Emergency ward when she fainted) and has only four hours to live. Ridhimaa pleads for forgiveness and professes her love to him. Armaan is saved and he slips his ring back into Ridhimaa’s finger
Armaan was feeling thirsty. He tried to get up to take the glass of water from the bedside table and winced. Atul, who was coming to meet him, saw him getting up and quickly rushed to his side.
Atul: Armaan... ye tu kya kar raha hai?
Atul helped Armaan to lay down again. Then he helped Armaan to drink the water.
Atul: Tujhe pata hai na ki aisi haalat me bed se uthna tere liye kitna dangerous ho sakta hai?
Armaan: Haan wo... main bhool gaya tha... please tu ye baat kisi ko mat batana.
Just then Ridhimaa entered with a beautiful bouquet of red roses in her hand. Armaan looked at Atul, who nodded. Ridhimaa reached Armaan's bed.
Ridhimaa: Hye Armaan... dekho ye flowers kaise hain?
Armaan: Bahut achhe hain. Mere liye laayi ho?
Ridhimaa: (joking) Nahi... Atul ke liye.
Atul: Really? Thanks Ridz... lekin tumhe to pata hai ki mujhe...
Ridhimaa: Stop it Atul! Main ye Armaan ke liye laayi thi. Mujhe pata hai ki tumhe phool todne achhe nahi lagte. Ye lo Armaan...
She presented the bouquet to Armaan who accepted it. Armaan brought his nose near the flowers and took a deep breath.
Armaan: Hmmm... bahut achhe hain. Main to taras gaya tha koi fresh cheez dekhne ke liye... Ye hospital ki smell to...
Ridhimaa: To jaldi se theek ho jao na...
Armaan: Ye kya mere haath me hai?
Ridhimaa: Haan... agar tum achhe patient ki tarah lete rahoge, bed se nahi uthoge, zyada stress nahi loge to...
Atul: To fir Armaan ka jaldi theek hone ka koi chance nahi. Pata hai Ridz... abhi abhi Armaan uthne ki koshish...
Armaan: (sternly) Atul!
Atul stopped himself from saying further.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tumhe abhi tak akal nahi aayi? Abhi abhi itne critical phase se nikle ho aur...
Armaan: Ridhimaa... bas... wo galti ho gayi thi...
Ridhimaa: Tumhari yahi glatiyan meri jaan nikaal deti hain...
Armaan: Tum bhool gayi? Tumhari jaan to mere pass hai...
Ridhima blushed sensing Atul's presence, who walked out.
Armaan: Basket... mera aaj sponge bath lene ka bahut mann kar raha hai...
Ridhima: (getting up) Oh! Main abhi aayi.
She rushed away from there.
Ridhimaa came back with the bath tray in her hand.
Ridhimaa: (approaching him) Armaan... tumhe nurse ke haath se sponge bath lena achha nahi lagta na?
Armaan: (happily) Haan...
Ridhimaa: To dekho... aaj se maine nurse ko mana kar diya hai tumhe sponge bath dene ke liye.
Ridhimaa: (smiling) Aaj se Atul aur Rahul baari baari se tumhe sponge bath denge. Tab to koi problem nahi hogi na tumhe?
Armaan: (sadly, at the shattering of his dream) Nahi...
Ridhimaa: (calling) Atul!
Atul came inside sniggering.
Ridhimaa: Aaj Atul tumhe bath de dga.
Atul: Sorry yaar!
Ridhimaa: Main bahar baithti hoon. Armaan, tum bath le lo.
She drew the curtains around Armaan's bed and sat outside. Atul gave Armaan the bath. Ridhimaa was smiling to herself. Atul too went away smiling. Ridhimaa pulled back the curtains and went to Armaan. He was looking very clean.
Ridhimaa: (ruffling Armaan's hair) Ab dekho kitne handsome lag rahe ho.
Armaan puffed his face.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum bhi na bilkul ek chhote se bachche ki tarah gussa ho jaate ho.
Armaan: (disgruntled) Huh!
Armaan: Achha to main ek chhote se bachche ke jaisa hoon?
Ridhimaa: Haan ek sweet se, cute se chhote se bachche ki tarah...
Armaan: Achha to tum is sweet se, cute se bachche ko kiss do jaise tum Children's Ward me bachchon ko deti ho...
Ridhimaa blushed. She used to kiss the children on their lips.
Armaan: (pulling Ridhimaa's hand) Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa was rolled onto him. Armaan didn't wince. He held her face with his hand.
Armaan: (in his best romantic voice) Ridhimaa... I love you...
And he left her hand.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum bahut achhe ho...
Ridhimaa kissed Armaan on the forehead and left.
After a few restless days, Armaan was discharged one fine morning. He went to his flat, had a bath and then came back to Sanjeevani. He was a little late. Armaan picked up his lab coat and and went to the Nurse Station where Dr.Kirti was assining the duties to the interns.
Armaan: (reaching the place) Good Morning Dr.Kirti. Sorry main paanch minute late hoon.
Atul,Rahul,Muskaan,Anjali,Ridhimaa: (together) Armaan....
Kirti: Dr.Armaan. Aap aaj hi se apni duties waapas join kar rahe hain?
Armaan: Yes mam.
Kirti: OK. Dr.Rahul, Dr.Anjali General Ward. Dr.Atul, Dr.Muskaan OPD. Dr.Armaan Path Lab. Dr.Ridhimaa aaj aap Dr.Shashank ko surgery me assist karengi. Now get back to work.
Kirti left. Others turned o face Armaan.
Ridhimaa: Armaan tumhe kum se kum aaj to rest kar lena chahiye tha.
Armaan: Basket! Itne dino se rest hi to kar raha hoon.
Ridhimaa: Achha... jaisa tumhe theek lage. Main ja rahi hoon... mujhe Dr.Shashank ko surgery me assist karna hai.
Armaan: Best of luck... aur sasurji se keh dena ki unke damaad ne duties resume kar li hain.
Ridhimaa: Haan... khud kehte hue to darr lagta hai... huh! Darpok!
Ridhimaa fled from there. She reached Shashank's cabin and knocked.
Shashank: Come in.
Shashank: So Dr.Gupta. Ready for the surgery?
Ridhimaa: Yes sir.
Ridhimaa studied the case file and then got ready. Both went to do the operation. After half an hour, the surgery was executed, successfully. They came out and washed their hands.
Shashank: Dr.Ridhimaa… I see that you have improved a lot.
Ridhimaa: (drying her hands) Thank you sir.
Shashank: Ye baat kewal Dr.Shashank hi nahi, tumhare papa bhi keh rahe hain.
Ridhimaa: (hugging him) Thank you Papa.
Shashank: Ridhimaa, maine ek baat notice ki. Pehle tumhe kitna darr lagta tha aur ab...
Ridhimaa: Ab nahi lagta.
Ridhimaa: Wo kisi ne mujhse kuch kaha tha aur us din se mera darr bilkul gaayab ho gaya.
Shashank: Kya kaha tha?
Ridhimaa told him what Armaan had told her while teaching her how to drive.
Shashank: Wow! Bahut achhi baat kahi jisne bhi kahi. Excellent! Tumhe use thank you bolna chahiye.
That day, after the duties were over, Armaan was sitting alone in the canteen. Ridhimaa joined him.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... thank you.
Armaan: For what?
Ridhimaa: Wo aaj maine Papa ko surgery me assist kiya na, to wo bahut khush ho rahe the. Isiliye...
Armaan: Oh! To kewal thank you se kaam chalana padega?
Ridhimaa: Nahi... ye bhi hai.
She gave him a chocolate pastry.
Armaan: Thanks. Bahut dino se kuch bhi achha khaya hi nahi.
Armaan started eating it and Ridhimaa sipped her coffee.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... ek baat poochun?
Armaan: (smiling) Main mana karunga to tum nahi poochogi?
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tumne kabhi bhi mujhe apne likhe hue poems aur songs nahi sunaye. Infact, tumne to mujhe kabhi bataya bhi nahi ki tum guitar baja lete ho, aur itna achha ga lete ho. Kyun?
Armaan: Bas aise hi... main khud bhool gaya tha...
Ridhimaa: Fir bhi... tumne kabhi koi poem nahi sunayi mujhe...
Armaan: Sunayi to thi.
Ridhimaa: Kaun si?
Armaan: "Tum hansti achhi lagti ho"...
Ridhimaa: Wo tumne likhi thi?
Armaan: Haan... lekin tum maan hi nahi rahi thi, to main kya karta.
Ridhimaa: I am sorry Armaan. Mujhe kabhi laga hi nahi ki tum itna achha likh sakte ho. Koi aur poem nahi likhi?
Armaan: Likhne ki to haalat me nahi tha, lekin bed par lete lete do chaar lines sochi zaroor hain.
Armaan fixed his gaze on Ridhimaa and started.
Armaan: (in a soft, meaningful tone)
" Teri tasweer ko dil se lagaye baitha hoon,
Duniya se aankhen churaye baitha hoon.
Teri muhabbat ki gehraiyon me,
Main apni tanhai bhulaye baitha hoon.
Tujhe paaney ke khwaab sajaye baitha hoon,
Chahat ka samandar chalkaaye baitha hoon.
Main apni andheri galiyon me teri,
Muhabbat ke chiraag jalaye baitha hoon.
Teri raahon se kaante hataye baitha hoon,
Phoolon ki dari bichhaye baitha hoon.
Main teri muhabbat ki baazi me apna,
Sab kuch daanv par lagaye baitha hoon. "
There was clapping all around. The other interns had arrived with Kirti, Shubhankar and Shashank too. Ridhimaa was gazing still fixed at Armaan that her eyes had begun to water. All seated themselves around.
Atul: Wow Armaan. Ye tumne likha hai?
Armaan: Abhi likha kahan hai? Aur waise bhi ye poora thode hi hai.
Rahul: To jaldi se likh aur music compose kar. Fir sabko gaakar sunana.
Shashank: What? Armaan tum ga bhi lete ho?
Kirti: I didn't knew that! Ye to bahut achha talent hai, wo bhi humare Sanjeevani me. Dr.Armaan aapne ab tak ye baat hum sab se chhupayi kyun?
Armaan: Kya karta batakar? Yahan to main doctor hoon.
Rahul: Armaan... tune Ridhimaa ko apni wo composition sunayi..." Tum hansti achhi lagti ho" ?
Anjali: Hume to nahi sunayi...
Muskaan: Tum hansti achhi lagti ho... perfect hai, Ridhimaa ko dekhte hue.
Rahul: College me is song ka bahut craze tha.
Atul: Armaan... mujhe bhi sunao na...
Shubhankar: Yes Dr.Armaan... mujhe bhi sunni hai.
Armaan: Arrey chodiye na... bekaar si to hai...
Rahul: Armaan suna na... kyun bahane bana raha hai... aur haan gaakar sunana. Bina guitar ke hi sahi...
Armaan looked around. All nodded. then he looked at Ridhimaa, whose eyes were wet. He started singing.
”Tum wakai achhi ladki ho,
Ya mujhko achhi lagti ho.
Chehre ki udaasi door karo,
Kyun ji apna ranjoor karo.
Wo waade wafa nibhane ke,
Tum bhool gayi mujhe yaad rahe.
Ab kin baaton me khoi ho,
Ab kin sochon me doobi ho.
Chehre ko zara uthao to,
Aankhen bhi char karo dekho.
Tum gam chodo dil ki baat kaho,
Tum hansti achhi lagti ho. "
Armaan's voice floated around the canteen. All were mesmerised. His tonal quality was very good and when he used to sing, all the emotions could be felt through his voice. His voice touched the hearts.
Shubhankar: (gasping) Wow!
Ridhimaa: Lekin pichhli baar tumne gaakar nahi sunaya tha..
Armaan: Haan wo...
Shashank: Armaan, I must say. Tumhari voice bahut hi honest hai aur seedhe dil par lagti hai.
Armaan: Thank you sir.
Anjali: Armaan, tumhe apna ye talent dabana nahi chahiye. You should use it.
Muskaan: Haan Armaan, tu to bade bade singers aur music composers ki chhutti kar sakta hai.
Kirti: Really Dr.Armaan, aapki voice bahut hi soothing aur fresh hai. Maine pehle kabhi itni achhi tonal quality ki voice nahi suni.
Atul: Armaan... tu films me try kar na.
Armaan: Pagal ho gaya hai kya? Main doctor hi theek hoon.
Rahul: Zaroori hai ki tu kewal doctor hi rahe?
Armaan: Dekho... abhi tum log chaah rahe ho ki main singer ban jaun, college me mere boxing coach chaahte the ki main world-class boxer ban jaun, mere sports coach chaahte the ki main India ki Basket Ball aur Foot Ball team join kar loon, meri Bi chaahti thi ki main Bike Racing me apna career banaun aur Inspector Tiwari chaahte hain ki main unki Police Force join kar loon. Main ek insaan, aakhir kya kya kar sakta hoon?
Rahul: Doctor ke alaawa bhi tere pass dekh chheh options available hain. Kitna lucky hai tu.
Ridhimaa: Armaan jab sab log chaahte the ki tum ye bano, wo bano to tum end me doctor kaise ban gaye?
Armaan: Mujhe pata tha ki agar main inme se koi bhi field chununga to main zaroor successful rahunga. Lekin ye bhi to socho, agar main doctor nahi banta to tum sabse kaise milta?
Shubhankar: Dr.Armaan aap baat ko ghuma rahe hain.
Armaan: Sir ye baat pehle hi ghoomi hui hai. Main to doctor kewal isliye bana kyunki mujhe apni ma ko diya hua waada poora karna tha. Unhone mujhse sirf do waade liye the: pehla ye ki main doctor banu, wo bhi bahut achha doctor. Aur is samay main usi waade ko poora karne ki koshish kar raha hoon.
Ridhimaa pressed Armaan's hand under the table.
Kirti: Aapki ma bahut khush hongi ye dekhkar ki aap apna waada poora kar rahe hain…
Muskaan: Dekha hero, tera waada poora ho gaya. Ab to tu singer ban ja.
Armaan: (irritably) Muskaan! Ye tum log to peechhe hi pad gaye ho mere. Achha Basket! I mean Ridhimaa, tum batao... mujhe kya karna chahiye?
Ridhimaa: Tumhe doctor hi rehna chahiye.
Armaan: To bus. Final ho gaya. Thanks Basket!
The others glared at Ridhimaa, who smiled.
Armaan: Stop it yaar!
Next day, all the interns were very excited. They were assembled in the auditorium. Intern Of The Month was to be announced. All were seated. Dr.Shashank came on the stage.
Armaan: So Dr.Ridhimaa Shashank Gupta, ready for the award?
Ridhimaa: Kya matlab?
Armaan: Don't tell me ki tumhe nahi pata ki ye award kise milne ja raha hai?
Ridhimaa: Mujhe sach me nahi pata.
Armaan: Really? Tab to tumse bada bewkoof aur koi nahi hai yahan par.
Ridhimaa: (flaring up) Armaan...
Armaan: Hey jangli billi...
Shashank: Attention ladies and gentlemen!
Armaan and Ridhimaa stopped bickering.
Shashank: I am pleased to tell you all ki is baar humare saare interns ne bahut mehnat se apna kaam kiya. I am proud of you all.
All the interns clapped.
Shashank: Lekin koi ek aisa tha, jisne sabhi ko overshadow kar diya.
Armaan looked at Ridhimaa.
Ridhimaa: You don't want to mean ki ye award mujhe milega.
Armaan: Of course tumhe milega. Dekh lena.
Ridhimaa: Nahi milega... shart lagao.
Armaan: Theek hai, agar mil gaya to... to main jo kahunga, tumhe karna padega.
Ridhimaa: Fine, aur agar nahi mila to jo main kahungi, tumhe karna padega.
Armaan: No problem...
Shashank: Aur is baar ke Intern Of The Month ka award jaata hai, Dr.Ridhimaa Gupta ko.
Ridhimaa was shocked. She went up to the stage, shook hands with Shashank, received the award and came back to her seat.
Armaan: Dekh liya?
Atul, Anjali, Muskaan and Rahul congratulated Ridhimaa.
Anjali: Armaan, tum Ridz ko congratulate kyun nahi kar rahe?
Armaan: Congratulations Basket! Lekin tum sabko mujhe congratulate karna chahiye, aakhir shart to maine jeeti hai.
Atul: Shart, kaun si shart?
Armaan: Wo kya hai na, maine aur Basket ne shart lagayi thi ki is baar ye award kisko milega, aur main jeet gaya.
Rahul: Kis baat ki shart lagayi thi?
Armaan: Yahi ki jo main kahunga, wo Ridhimaa ko karna padega.
Ridhimaa: Bolo, kya karna hai mujhe?
Armaan: Yahan nahi, aaj shaam ko tum party to dogi hi. Wahin par bataunga.
Muskaan: Bachke rehna Ridhimaa, bahut dangerous maamla hai.
Atul: Armaan... ab tu Ridz se kuch bhi karwa sakta hai.
Armaan: (looking steadily at Ridhimaa) Haan kuch bhi.
Ridhimaa was scared. What would Armaan ask her to do?
Ridhimaa: Armaan... dekho...
Armaan: Kya hua? Darr gayi basket? Tchh..tchh...
Ridhimaa: Tum sab log jao. Mujhe Armaan se kuch baat karni hai.
Anjali: Achha hum jaate hain, lekin shaam ki party bhoolna nahi.
They all go. The auditorium was empty except Armaan and Ridhimaa.
Ridhimaa: Batao Armaan, tum kya karwaana chahte ho mujhse.
Armaan: Tum sach me darr gayi?
Ridhimaa: Nahi. Mujhe pata hai ki ye kaam bahut important hai. Mujhe jaanna hai ki wo kya hai.
Armaan: Tumhe… tumhe kaise pata?
Ridhimaa: Bas, tumhari aankhon se. Ye koi stupid si shart ke liye koi stupid sa kaam nahi hai, hai na?
Armaan: Haan bahut zaroori kaam hai. Ridhimaa... tumhe pata hai, aaj Dr.Shashank ne mujhe apne cabin me bulaya tha.
Ridhimaa: Papa ne tumhe bulaya tha, kyun?
Armaan: Wo mujhe Singapore bhejna chahte hain, International Interns' Conference ke liye.
Ridhimaa: Oh! To ye to achhi baat hai.
Armaan: Lekin uske liye mujhe tumse door rehna padega, do dino ke liye.
Armaan: Nahi. Pehle tum meri baat suno. Mujhe teen din baad nikalna hai. Usse pehle main tumse ek kaam karwaana chaahta hoon.
Armaan: Ye jo kuch din main tumhare saath nahi rahunga, to usme agar tumhe koi khatra ho to tumhe kaun aakar bachaayega?
Armaan: Armaan nahi hoga na. Isliye main chahta hoon ki tum kal se apni training shuru kar do.
Armaan: Haan training, self-defence ki.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... kuch nahi hoga, tum aise hi pareshaan ho rahe ho.
Armaan: Ridhimaa tum bahut achhi ho, isliye sabko achha samajhti ho. Lekin mujhe pata hai, ye duniya bahut kharaab hai. Kab kaun dushman ban jaaye, pata nahi chal sakta. Aur tumhare liye main koi risk nahi le sakta. Isliye achha hai ki tum khud kal subah se training shuru kar lo, ya fir mujhe ye tour cancel karna padega.
Ridhimaa: Armaan tum mere liye itni achhi opportunity miss kar doge?
Ridhimaa: Nahi... main kal se training shuru kar dungi. Kaun karega mujhe train?
Armaan: Banda tumhare saamne khada hai. Lekin Ridhimaa, ye asaan nahi hai. Tumhe khud par confidence rakhna hoga. Is it clear?
Ridhimaa: Haan... lekin Armaan... tum abhi poori tarah se fit kahan ho?
Armaan: To apne papa se kaho na ki mujhe Conference me na bhejein.
Ridhimaa: (smiling) Armaan... tumhe meri itni fikr hai?
Armaan: Koi shak? To kal se training shuru. Mere ghar me subah sharp at 5:30 a.m. Late mat hona. OK?
Ridhimaa: Theek hai. Bas ho gayi shart poori?
Armaan: Abhi kahan? Abhi to tum party me sabke saamne mujhe kiss karogi.
Armaan: Tum yahi soch rahi thi na, ki main tumse yahi karne ko kahunga?
Ridhimaa: Haan lekin...
Armaan: Kitne nakhre karti ho tum. Chalo sabke saamne nahi to akele me sahi. Mujhe koi to nishaani do jise main apne saath Singapore lekar ja sakun. Agar wahan mujhe koi pasand aa gayi fir mat kehna.
Armaan pulled Ridhimaa and she was jammed to his chest. Ridhimaa lowered her face. She was breathing hard. Her heart too was thumping loudly against Armaan. Armaan raised Ridhimaa's face. Armaan brushed Ridhimaa's hair covering her neck aside and kissed her on the nape of her neck. As he raised his face, his eyes met Ridhimaa's eyes. For a moment, they both got lost in each other. Then Armaan took Ridhimaa's hand, which he had been holding at her back, to his lips and before he could kiss it, Ridhimaa pulled her hand off and ran away from there, blushing.
Armaan: (taking a deep breath) I love you Ridhimaa... I love you a lot...
Next day, Ridhimaa got up late in the morning. It was already 5:30 and she had to reach Armaan's house too. Ridhimaa rushed there. Armaan was pacing in his house. He looked up when Ridhimaa entered at 5:45 a.m.
Armaan: (angrily) Ye time bataaya tha maine tumhe aane ka?
Ridhimaa was taken aback.
Armaan: Ab chup kya khadi ho? So rahi ho kya? Jawaab do mujhe. Answer me.
Ridhimaa: (squeaking) Na... nahi.
Armaan: Fir late kyun aayi? Mera time waste karne ka bahut shauk hai tumhe?
Ridhimaa kept mum.
Armaan: Ab khadi hi rahogi ya fir practice shuru bhi karogi? Chalo gym me jaakar Treadmill par panch minute jogging karo. Main abhi aata hoon. Go fast.
Ridhimaa ran to the Gym, blinking back her tears. Armaan took a bottle of fresh fruit juice from the fridge and came to the gym himself. Ridhimaa was not knowing how to put on the machine. She was fumbling with the knobs.
Armaan: Ye kya kar rahi ho?
Ridhimaa: Mujhe... mujhe ye start karna nahi aata.
Armaan: (roaring) To theek hai. Tum kal se apne ghar se yahan tak jogging karte hue aaogi. Understood?
Ridhimaa nodded, scared.
Armaan: Ab ye punching bag dikh raha hai, ispar zor se punches maaro. Aise.
Armaan punched the punching bag several times, hard.
Armaan: Samajh me aaya?
Ridhimaa nodded again. She moved to face the punching bag.
Armaan: Ruko, ye pehen lo.
He gave her the boxing gloves. Ridhimaa put them on and started punching.
Armaan: Zor se... aur zor se...
Ridhimaa punched harder.
Armaan: Taakat nahi hai kya, aur zor se... harder... harder...
Ridhimaa put her full strength in punching, but Armaan was still not satisfied.
Armaan: Abhi bhi bahut practice ki zaroorat hai.
Ridhimaa went and sat on a nearby bench.
Armaan: Itni jaldi thak gayi? Aise to tum kuch nahi kar paogi.
Ridhimaa could not bear any more. She burst into tears.
Ridhimaa: (sobbing hard) To maine kahan kaha tha ye sab karne ko... main to pehle hi mana kar rahi thi. Main kuch nahi kar sakti... tum bekaar me apna time waste kar rahe ho. Main kabhi bhi ye sab nahi seekh paungi. Main ja rahi hoon.
Ridhimaa got up. Armaan knew he had been too rude with her. He came near her.
Armaan: (holding Ridhimaa by shoulders and making her sit down again) Ridhimaa... meri baat suno. Mujhe pata hai tum ye kar sakti ho. Mujhe tum par poora vishwaas hai. Aur aaj bhi tumne bura nahi kiya hai. Aur koi hota to thodi si practice ke baad hi thak kar baith jaata. Lekin tumne poori koshish ki. Really Ridhimaa...
He wiped off her tears.
Ridhimaa: Fir tum... tum mujhe itna daant kyun rahe the?
Armaan: Oh! Wo? Wo to mere coach mujhe aise hi daant daant kar boost up karte the na, isliye. Bina kisi galti ke daantte rehte the. Us din jab tum mujhe lene aayi thi Kasauli, tab bhi wo mujhe daant rahe the... ye aur baat hai ki us din meri galti thi.
Ridhimaa: Kya galti?
Armaan: Wo match ke beech me mera concentration break ho gaya tha. Tumhe dekhkar... I just forgot everything.
Armaan: Ye lo juice piyo aur relax karo. Baaki ki practice kal karenge.
Ridhimaa started drinking the juice. Armaan was holding his stomach which was hurting him. Ridhimaa saw him.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tumhe dard ho raha hai na?
Armaan: Nahi... haan. Ho raha hai, thoda sa. Lekin tum chinta mat karo. Itna to hota hi rehta hai. Agar kal se tum aur zyada achhe se practice karogi to ye bhi nahi hoga.
Ridhimaa: Armaan main poori koshish karungi, apna 100% dene ki.
Armaan: Mujhe pata hai.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum mujhse ek waada karo...
Ridhimaa: Armaan... agar hum dono kabhi bhi...
She took a deep breath.
Ridhimaa: Armaan agar hum dono kabhi bhi alag ho jayein to tum khud ko jaan boojhkar koi nuksaan pahunchane ki koshish nahi karoge. Tum haalaton ko strongly face karoge. Waada karo.
Armaan stared at Ridhimaa.
Armaan: Ridhimaa, tumhe pata hai ki main tumhare bina nahi ji sakta... lekin tum kehti ho to koshish karunga. But I sincerely hope ki ye waada mujhe kabhi poora na karna pade.
Ridhimaa had finished her juice.
Armaan: Kal late mat hona warna fir daant padegi. 5:30 a.m. in the morning, sharp.
Ridhimaa: Yes coach!
Armaan smiled. Ridhimaa went away, leaving Armaan speaking to himself.
Armaan: Ye tumne kaisa waada le liya Ridhimaa? Tumhare bina jeene ki to main soch hi nahi sakta. Kyun kiya tumne aisa?
Armaan sighed deeply.
At Sanjeevani, both Armaan and Ridhimaa were relaxing in the canteen after their duties. Atul,Rahul,Muskaan and Anjali approached them.
Anjali: What's up guys?
Armaan,Ridhimaa: (together in a dull tone) Nothing.
Muskaan: Kya hua? Tum log itne thake thake kyun lag rahe ho?
Armaan: Bas aise hi...
Atul: Ridz. Anjali bata rahi thi ki tum aaj jab jogging se waapas aayi tab bhi bahut thak gayi thi aur tumhara haath bhi bahut dard kar raha tha.
Armaan looked at Ridhimaa who shook her head.
Ridhimaa: Nahi to... maine kab kaha ki mera haath...
Anjali: Tumne kaha nahi, lekin tum apne haath ko oil se massage kar rahi thi to...
Ridhimaa: Wo to bas aise hi...
Armaan: Ridhimaa... agar zyada problem ho to hum log ye band kar sakte hain.
Ridhimaa: Nahi... I am fine. Wo to shuru shuru me aisa hota hai, practice se nahi hoga.
Rahul: Dekho... mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha. Tum dono kuch explain karoge? Kis cheez ki practice?
Armaan: Kuch din baad pata chal jayega.
Atul: Hey Armaan... mujhe yaad aaya. Tu Singapore ja raha hai? Mujhe chodkar, apne Champ ko chodkar?
Armaan: Champ... bas do din ke liye hi to ja raha hoon...
Atul: In do din me main tujhe kitna miss karunga, kuch pata hai tujhe?
Armaan: Champ, main tujhe roz phone karunga.
Muskaan: Aur hume? Hume phone nahi karoge?
Armaan: Karunga yaar. Tum chaaron ko karunga.
Ridhimaa: Aur mujhe... mujhe nahi karoge?
Armaan: Agar main sabko phone hi karta rahunga to kaam kab karunga?
Ridhimaa looked angry.
Armaan: (addressing Ridhimaa) Aur waise bhi main tumhe dekh na paun aur sirf tumse phone par baat karun, aisa nahi ho sakta. So please... mere phone ka wait mat karna.
Ridhimaa too was quite sad.
Armaan: Ek to ye sasurji bhi ajeeb hain. Abhi to hum dono ki ladayi khatm hui aur abhi mujhe tumse door bhej rahe hain.
Shashank: (approaching their table) Oh! I am really sorry for that Dr.Armaan.
All looked up.
Armaan: (faltering) Sir aap... Good morning sir... I mean Good afternoon sir... Good bye sir...
He made to get up but Shashank held him back.
Shashank: Kahan chale Dr.Armaan? Abhi to meri bahut shikayat ho rahi thi.
Armaan: Nahi to... main kahan aapke baare me kuch... wo actually mujhe kuch kaam hai.
Shashank: Lekin abhi aap baithiye. Mujhe aapse kuch baat karni hai.
Armaan: (sitting down very reluctantly) Yes sir...
Shashank: Dr.Armaan... ye rahe aapki flight ke tickets. First class.
Armaan: (taking the tickets) Thank you sir.
Shashank: Mention not... aur wahan sirf kaam mat karte rahiyega. Enjoy yourself, parties, nightclubs, discos... OK?
Armaan: (with a sideways glance at Ridhimaa) Of course sir.
Armaan: Aur sir, wahan par to bahut saari sundar sundar ladkiyan hongi, hai na?
Armaan: Arrey koi pasand-wasand aa gayi to use apne saath le aunga tum sab se milaane.
Atul: Haan yaar
Ridhimaa made to get up.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... tumhe bura to nahi lagega na?
Ridhimaa: Nahi. Mujhe kyun bura lagega? Tum ek kya, dus-dus ko le aana. Poori cricket team bana lena.
Armaan laughed aloud and then clutched his stomach, which hurt.
Ridhimaa: Good for you!
Armaan: Tum to abhi se gussa ho gayi. Dekh liya sir, apni beti ko. Gussa to jaise har waqt naak par chadha rehta hai.
Shashank: Bus karo tum dono. Tum dono kabhi chain se baith nahi sakte? Har waqt ladna bahut zaroori hai?
Ridhimaa: Haan... lade bina din poora hi nahi hota...
Armaan looked at Ridhimaa and they both smiled.
Armaan: Arrey main kab Ridhimaa ke saath ladta hoon? Dekhiye hum log kitne pyar se ek doosre ke saath baithte hain.
Saying this, Armaan pulled Ridhimaa, who fell onto his lap.
Atul: (sniggering) Haan bhai dekh liya...
Armaan and Ridhimaa, both were embarrassed. They fled from there, leaving the others laughing behind them.
Next morning, Ridhimaa jogged her way to Armaan's house. Armaan was surprised to find her so early.
Armaan: Arrey tum, itni jaldi aa gayi. Aur tumhari car kahan hai?
Ridhimaa: Wo to ghar me hai. Tumne hi to kaha tha ki aaj se jogging karte karte tumhare ghar aaun.
Armaan: Tumne mujhe seriously le liya? Chalo andar aao.
Ridhimaa came inside. In the gym area.
Armaan: Kal humne kuch punching exercises ki thi. Chalo dikhao.
Ridhimaa did so. Armaan was satisfied with her performance.
Armaan: Good. Chalo basic punching to tumne seekh li, ab basic kicking seekho. Punching aur kicking agar aati ho to hum kisi bhi problem ko overtake kar sakte hain. OK?
Ridhimaa: Yes coach.
Armaan: Pele main tumhe dikhata hoon ki kitne types ke kicks hote hain. Jaise punching me simple punch, double punches aur mixed punches the, usi tarah kicks bhi bahut variations ke hote hain. Ye hai simple kick.
Armaan turned around and then brought his leg up in a kick and stopped inches away from Ridhimaa's head.
Armaan: (holding himself in that position) Ye hai simple kick. Ye right aur left, dono legs se kar sakte hain. Ek leg upar uthate hain aur doosre leg par apna poora body weight daalkar half rotation karte hain. OK?
Ridhimaa: (gazing in awe) Haan.
Armaan stood straight.
Armaan: Main is punching bag ko ek opponent samajh kar kick karunga. Tum dekhna.
Armaan showed her how to kick with both legs.
Armaan: Ye punching bag kyunki bahut zyada hard hai, isliye ispar practice karne se pair par chot lag sakti hai. So, pehle tum air me kick kar ke practice karo.
Ridhimaa practiced. Sometimes, she was about to fall down on not keeping her balance. But at last Armaan was quite satisfied.
Armaan: OK. Ab ye dekho. Wahi same kick lekin use do baar repeat karna hota hai, jaldi jaldi.
Ridhimaa too practiced the kick for sometime.
Armaan: Ab ye last type of kick. Basic training me ye sabse difficult hota hai aur bahut kam log hi isey master kar paate hain. Ye dekho.
Ridhimaa watched. Armaan went near the punching bag and stood at some distance from it. He turned around and then revolved on his right foot, jumped up high in the air and came down crashing on the punching bag with his left foot. Armaan landed neatly on the ground. Ridhimaa was filled with amazement.
Armaan: Samajh me aaya? Ab tum karke dikhao.
Ridhimaa too tried to do it but was unsuccessful each time she tried.
Armaan: Koi baat nahi. Maine kaha na bahut saare champions ye kick attempt karne se darrte hain. Infact shuru shuru me mujhe bhi ye kick karne me problem hoti thi. Achha baaki sab kicks to tumne seekh liye hain. Ab inhe practically put karna padega. Hum punching bag nahi use kar sakte isliye tum mujhe apna opponent samjho aur mujh par wo saare kicks practice karo. Quick.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum paagal ho gaye ho kya?
Armaan: Come on Ridhimaa...
Armaan was serious.
Ridhimaa: Armaan tumhe chot lag jayegi.
Armaan: Maine kaha na tumse, tum ye mat socho ki tumhare saamne main khada hoon, tum socho ki tumhare saamne ek gunda khada hai aur wo tumhare saath badtamizi kar raha hai. Now come on, hit me.
Ridhimaa rounded on her feet and aimed a kick at Armaan. Her foot was about to throw Armaan off-balance but Armaan's reflexes were too quick. Armaan used to duck out just in time. None of Ridhimaa's kicks hit Armaan. Ridhimaa was getting restless. Armaan was instigating her.
Armaan: Come on, you can do better than that!
Ridhimaa attempted to punch him off. Armaan was taken aback at this, but he held Ridhimaa's fists at the nook of time. Ridhimaa was now in his control. She seemed to realise what she was about to do.
Armaan: Bas.... bas... control yourself.
Ridhimaa: (feeling guilty) Sorry Armaan...
Armaan: Sorry kisliye? Ridhimaa, main bahut khush hoon tumhari progress se. Tum to do hi din me itni achhi tarah self defence seekh gayi.
Ridhimaa smiled. She was still in Armaan's arms.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... chodo mujhe...
Armaan: Khud chudwao, abhi abhi to maine itna kuch sikhaya hai, kuch to kaam me lao...
Ridhimaa: Armaan... please...
Armaan left her.
Armaan: Chalo, kal tumhara last lesson. Tumhe punching aur kicking ke basics to sikha diye, ab bas ye sikhana hai ki mushkil situations se bahar kaise nikalna hai. OK?
Armaan: Matlab, ki koi peeche se aakar tumhe pakad le to kya karna hai, koi tumhe haath lagaye to kaise uske haath todne hain, etc, etc.
Ridhimaa: (smiling) Agar maine sab seekh liya to tum kya karoge?
Armaan: Main tumhe apna body guard bana loonga. Kaisa rahega?
Ridhimaa: Superb! Mujhe salary milegi?
Armaan: Milegi na. Ten kisses a day.
Ridhimaa: (blushing) Armaan!
Armaan: Achha, ab ghar jaakar relax karo thodi der. Bye.
Ridhimaa: (kissing his left cheek) Bye Armaan...
Ridhimaa ran away.
That day, at Sanjeevani. At the lunch time, Armaan entered the Emergency Ward. It was his last day to change his dressing. Nobody else was there so he tried to do it himself. He was halfway though opening his bandages when Ridhimaa entered at a run.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum thodi der ruk nahi sakte the?
Armaan looked up. Ridhimaa came near him and took hold of his bandages and started to open them. Armaan kept looking at her. A day later, he was going away from her for two full days. He wanted to stick her picture in every corner of his mind. Ridhimaa had undid his dressing. The wound was very deep. She gasped and started cleaning it.
Ridhimaa: Armaan dard to nahi ho raha na?
Armaan did not answer. Ridhimaa looked up to find Armaan gazing steadily at her. She got nervous and started his dressing. When it was complete, she again looked up. Armaan was still gazing at her as before.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... kab tak aise hi dekhte rahoge?
Armaan: Jab tak meri palkein nahi jhapakti.
Armaan's eyes did not blink. Ridhimaa blew some air on his face and Armaan had to close his eyes.
Armaan: Basket! Tum nahi sudhrogi.
Ridhimaa: Achha, ab jao. Mujhe waapas duties par bhi jaana hai. Tumhari dressing ho gayi.
They both went back to their duties.
Next morning, At Armaan's house.
Armaan: Aaj tumhara aakhiri lesson hai. I hope ki in teen dino me jo main tumhe sikhaunga, use tum humesha yaad rakhogi aur zaroorat ke waqt use karogi.
Ridhimaa: Yes coach.
Armaan: Aaj main tumhe problematic situations se deal karna sikhaunga. Koi tumhe kahin se bhi aakar pakde, tumhe pata hona chahiye ki kya karna hai. First, agar koi tumhe aise peeche se aakar pakde to tum kya karogi?
Let me show you. Pehle tum mujhe peeche se aakar kandhe par haath rkho.
Ridhimaa did so. Armaan held her hand there with his hand, and then bent down and revolved around. He was now holding Ridhimaa in such a grip that she could not move.
Armaan: Is position me main tumhe kahin bhi maarun, tum ek, do ghante ke liye zaroor behosh ho jaogi.
Armaan left her. They tried it twice. When Armaan was satisfied that Ridhimaa had really caught it, they moved to different variations of it. Ridhimaa was getting better and better with each move. After very tiring two hours, Armaan was satisfied.
Armaan: Very Good. Bas ab se tumhari training khatam. I must say, tum abahut achhi student rahi ho.
Armaan: To kaho, practical exam ke liye tayyar ho?
Armaan: Nahi abhi nahi. aisa karte hain, shaam ko Sanjeevani se free hone par tumhara test lete hain, ki tumhe kya kya yaad hai. OK?
Armaan: Achha, ab tum ghar jao. Ek baar sab kuch apne mind me revise kar lo. I think, ab tum apni self defence achhe se kar sakti ho.
Ridhimaa: Thank you Armaan.
Armaan: Tumhe pata hai, maine tumhe ye kyun sikhaya? Maine tumhe ye isliye sikhaya ki agar kabhi main tumhare saath na hoon, to tum apni defence apne aap kar sako. Tumhe kisi se madad maagne ki zaroorat na pade. Lekin jab tak main tumhare pass hoon, tumhe chinta karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Tab tak koi tumhe chhoo bhi nahi sakta.
Ridhimaa: Mujhe pata hai. Achha bye.
Ridhimaa went off. That day, at Sanjeevani, in the canteen, after his duty was over, Armaan was sitting alone scribbling something on a paper napkin. Ridhimaa sneaked up from behind. Armaan had stopped writing. Ridhimaa closed his eyes.
Ridhimaa left him and came and sat down beside him.
Ridhimaa: Kaise pehchaana?
Armaan: Mere sir pe radar laga hai na...
Armaan crumpled the paper napkin on which he had been writing and proceeded to throw it away, but Ridhimaa held his hand.
Ridhimaa: Mujhe dikhao kya likh rahe the...
Armaan: Wo bas aise hi... bekaar si...
Ridhimaa: Armaan... dikhao mujhe...
She snatched the napkin and started reading aloud.
Ridhimaa: (reading out)
Mera har khwaab adhoora hi raha
Sirf tumko paane ka
Khwaab sajaya hai.
Nahi jaanta mere is khwaab ka
Hashr kya hoga,
Mil jaayegi mujhko apne
Is khwaab ki taabir
Ya pichhle khwaabon ki tarah
Is khwaab ki tooti kirchiyan hi
Meri aankhon ka
Ridhimaa was left speechless. This was what was there in Armaan's heart. Her eyes started brimming with tears. Armaan snatched the napkin back and threw it away.
Armaan: Maine kaha tha na ki bekaar hai.
But Ridhimaa wasn't listening. Armaan gave her a one armed hug.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... ye to bas aise hi...
Ridhimaa: Nahi Armaan. Is baar tumhare khwaab nahi tootenge. I promise.
Armaan: Achha baba, theek hai. Wo gift kiske liye hai?
Armaan indicated a large wrapped parcel.
Ridhimaa: (wiping her tears) Oh! Wo... wo tumhare liye... main to bhool hi gayi thi. Lo dekho...
Armaan: Mujhe aise surprise gifts bahut achhe lagte hain.
Armaan opened the parcel. Inside it was a full fledged guitar of the finest quality. Armaan stared at Ridhimaa.
Ridhimaa: Kaisa laga?
Armaan: Bahut achha... lekin Ridhimaa... main iska kya karunga?
Ridhimaa: Armaan... guitar se log kya karte hain? Chalo mujhe bajaakar sunao.
Ridhimaa: Haan abhi.
Armaan put his fingers on the guitar. He had long ago touched the guitar for the last time, but had not forgotten how to play it. It was as if magic was there in his fingers. Armaan started playing it.
Armaan: (singing and playing the guitar) Do dil... mil rahe hain... magar chupke chupke... do dil... mil rahe hain... magar chupke chupke... sabko ho rahi hai... haan sabko ho rahi hai… khabar chupke chupke... do dil...
Armaan looked at Ridhimaa, she beamed. It was her favourite song. Armaan smiled. The other interns, Kirti and Shubhankar, who were coming to the canteen after their duties were over, stopped in their tracks.
Kirti: Ye gaane ki awaaz to canteen se aa rahi hai na Shubhankar?
Shubhankar: Haan... kitni soothing hai na?
Atul: Patients khush ho jayenge.
Muskaan: Chalo chal kar dekhte hain ki aaj kaun tape recorder laaya hai.
They all reach the canteen. All were looking at Armaan, who was playing the guitar.
Rahul: I knew it. Itni achhi awaaz aur kisi ki ho bhi nahi sakti. Lekin Armaan ko to ye gaana bilkul bhi nahi pasand tha...
Anjali: To kya hua? Ridz ka to ye favourite song hai.
They all approached the pair.
Armaan: Saanson me badi bekaari... aankhon me kai ratjage... Kabhi kahin lag jaaye dil to... kahin fir dil na lage... Apna dil main zara thaam loon... jaadu ka main ise naam doon... jaadu kar raha hai... jaadu kar raha hai... asar chupke chupke... do dil... mil rahe hain... magar chupke chupke...
Armaan saw Kirti standing before him and stopped singing and playing the guitar.
Armaan: Sorry... sorry mam.
Kirti: (sitting down) Relax Dr.Armaan... aap bahut achha ga rahe the.
Anjali: Gaana band kyun kar diya Armaan? Aur gao na... kitna achha lag raha tha...
Armaan: Bas yaar mujhe itna hi aata hai... waise bhi mujhe ye gaana kabhi achha hi nahi laga. Wo to main Ridhimaa ki wajah se...
Atul: To koi aur gaana suna na, apna likha hua.
Rahul: Haan Armaan suna na...
Armaan: Nahi yaar kahan...
Ridhimaa: Armaan sunao na...
Shubhankar: Ab to aapko sunana hi padega Dr.Armaan... Dr.Ridhimaa ne jo keh diya...
Armaan smiled. He took out a paper from his pocket.
Armaan: Ye gaana maine kal hi likha tha... bataana kaisa hai...
He spread out the paper. Rahul took it. He knew that Armaan would not need it. Armaan used to have all his songs learnt by heart. Rahul passed the paper to Ridhimaa, Anjali, Atul, Kirti and Shubhankar for them to read. Armaan put the guitar into action and started singing.
Armaan: (opening his eyes, focusing at Ridhimaa and singing)
Wo meri wafaon ka sila kyun nahi dete...
Karte hain muhabbat to bata kyun nahi dete...
Khwahish meri sunkar wo khafa hone lagte hain...
Armaan mere seene me daba kyun nahi dete...
Har daur se guzre hain kafan baandh ke sir par...
Wo mujhse zinda hain bata kyun nahi dete...
Izhaare muhabbat pe wo ho jaate hain beraham...
Mujrim ko muhabbat ki saza kyun nahi dete...
Armaan wo jagaate hain mere khwaab me aakar...
Aagosh-e-muhabbat me sula kyun nahi dete...
Rahul: Very good... par kuch missing hai na?
Armaan: (smiling) Haan... chorus part.
Rahul: (laughing) Oh haan!
Muskaan: Armaan... ek aur...
Armaan: Nahi yaar... bas karo. Dekho practice nahi reh gayi to meri ungliyan kaise red ho gayi hain...
His fingers were a bit swollen. Armaan put the guitar back in it's case.
Atul: Armaan... par tu subah to guitar lekar nahi aaya tha...
Armaan: Haan.. basket ne gift diya hai...
Shubhankar: Dr.Armaan... kal aapko nikalna hai, packing ho gayi?
Armaan: Yes sir...
He looked at Ridhimaa whose face had dropped on thinking about Armaan leaving the next day.
Anjali: Cheer up Ridz! Armaan nahi to hum sab to honge na tumhare pass.
Atul: Lekin jis tarah Armaan Ridz ko har khatre se bachata hai, wo hum log kaise karenge?
Armaan: Uski mujhe chinta nahi. Ridhimaa apna defence khud kar sakti hai... hai na Basket?
Muskaan: (sarcastically) Haan haan Ridhimaa to Taekwondo Champion hai!
Armaan: (smiling serenely) Champion to nahi, haan basics zaroor jaanti hai aur I am sure, kisi bhi match me aap sab ki chutti kar sakti hai.
Anjali: I don't believe it. Ridz ne kabhi kisi se training nahi li.
Armaan: Li nahi... lekin teen din se main use training de raha hoon.
Rahul: (laughing) Aur tujhe lagta hai ki tere training dene se Ridhimaa hum sab se compete kar sakti hai.
Atul: Armaan... you are joking.
Muskaan: Lekin Ridhimaa ladkon ka mukaabla kaise karegi?
Armaan: Chalo aaj main Ridhimaa ka exam lene waala tha... tum logon me se koi bhi uske saath ladne ke liye volunteer karo... I bet ki Ridhimaa hi jeetegi.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... lekin main kaise...
Armaan: Tum chup raho.
Shubhankar: Dr.Armaan be practical. Dr.Ridhimaa ladki hain, aur hum sab ko face nahi kar sakti.
Armaan: (ignoring them all) Kaun kaun volunteer karega?
Shubhankar,Atul,Rahul: (together) Hum sab karenge.
Armaan: Soch lijiye aap sab. Chot lag gayi to kisi ko blame mat karna.
Kirti: Dr.Armaan... aap apne senses me to hain? Aap Dr.Ridhimaa ko in sabse ladwayenge? Agar unhe kuch ho gaya to...
Armaan: Dr.Kirti. Ridhimaa ki chinta mujhe khud se zyada hai. Agar use chot lagti hai to dard mujhe bhi hota hai. Lekin I am confident ki Ridhimaa mera vishwaas kabhi nahi todegi. Hai na Ridhimaa?
Ridhimaa, who was looking scared a second before, gazed into Armaan's eyes and nodded.
Shubhankar: To done... aaj balki abhi ho jaaye?
Armaan: Of course... to chaliye aap sab mere saath stadium me. Is samay khaali hoga.
They all stood up. Rahul,Atul and Shubhankar went away sniggering. Anjali went up to Armaan.
Anjali: Armaan are you sure? Agar Ridz ko kuch ho gaya to?
Armaan: Believe me Anjali, use kuch nahi hoga. Tum to Atul ki chinta karo. Pehle main Ridhimaa ko face karne waala tha, mujhe to fir bhi kum chot lagti. Lekin in sabka bhagwaan hi maalik hai.
Kirti: Hume in sabki nahi, Dr.Ridhimaa ki chinta hai.
Ridhimaa: I am OK mam.
Armaan: Ridhimaa, tum jaakar change kar lo. Fir wahan stadium me aa jaana. OK?
Ridhimaa: Yes coach.
Anjali,Muskaan,Kirti: (together) Coach?
Armaan smiled to himself.
In the stadium. Atul, Rahul and Shubhankar were still laughing at the silliness they were going to face.
Atul: Ridz sochti hai ki wo hum sabko face kar sakti hai?
Rahul: No way...
Shubhankar: Chalo hum log unhe sabak sikhayein... no mercy.
Atul,Rahul: (together) Yes sir!
Armaan: Haan no mercy. Fight as best as you can. Pehle kaun jayega ring me?
Atul: Main jaunga. Don't worry Armaan, Ridz ko zyada tez se nahi maarunga.
Armaan: (fiercely) Nahi. Tumhe jitna tez maarna ho maar lena, mujhe uska test lena hai.
Atul entered the ring first. Ridhimaa arrived there. Armaan hugged her.
Armaan: Best of luck! Tum ye mat sochna ki saamne tumhare friends khade hain, just hit them and hit them hard.
Ridhimaa: OK coach.
Ridhimaa too entered the ring. All were cheering for Atul. Anjali, Muskaan and Kirti were praying for Ridhimaa. Armaan blew the whistle. Ridhimaa turned to face Atul. Atul was circling the ring like a tiger. Ridhima grabbed the opportunity and kicked him. Atul tripped and fell down. Armaan cheered hard. Atul again stood up and tried to kick Ridhimaa off, but Ridhimaa was too fast for him. She came from behind him and punched him in the chest hard. Atul fell down on the ground, unconscious. Armaan blew the whistle. Atul was taken out.
Shubhankar: Ye kya ho gaya?
Rahul: Atul ne koshish hi nahi ki hogi. Anjali ki behen hai na Ridhimaa.
Shubhankar: Haan... ab main jaun?
Rahul: Yes sir. Aapko humari izzat rakhni hai. Go...
Shubhankar entered the ring. He looked at Kirti who booed him. Shubhankar faced Ridhimaa. Ridhimaa was looking at Armaan. Shubhankar took the chance and put his hand on Ridhimaa's shoulder from behind to make her fall down. Ridhimaa held his hand there and ducked out from between. Shubhankar was now completely in her grip. But Shubhankar was no less. He freed himself and kicked Ridhimaa. Ridhimaa fell onto the ground.
Armaan: Come on, basket!
Shubhankar was about to come down crashing on Ridhimaa, but Ridhimaa rolled out and stood up. She punched Shubhankar on his back, who groaned. Then Ridhimaa flew at Shubhankar and double kicked him. Shubhankar was sprawled on the ground, not able to move. All cheered for Ridhimaa.
Rahul: Huh! Ab mujhse kaise lad paayegi? Jaanti nahi, maine bhi Judo karrate me Yellow belt jeeta tha.
Rahul entered the ring after Shubhankar was taken out. Armaan was a little worried. He knew that Rahul was quite good.
Rahul: Ridhimaa, bhaagna ho to bhaag jao, shaayad Armaan ne tumhe bataya nahi ki main Yellow belt hoon.
Ridhimaa: Bhaagoge to tum Rahul. Tum chaahe yellow belt ho, chaahe black belt, mujhe Armaan ke vishwaas ko jeetana hai. Aur wo main karke rahungi.
Rahul: Dekhenge... pehle ise to sambhalo.
Rahul knew that Ridhimaa's weak point was her arm. He kicked at her arm and Ridhimaa fell down on the ground, blood oozing out from her wound.
Rahul: Huh! Armaan apne aap ko samajhta kya hai?
Ridhimaa, who was groaning in pain was instigated at Armaan's insult. She somehow managed to stand up. Rahul turned and aimed another kick at Ridhimaa, who ducked out just in time. Rahul kept trying to hit Ridhimaa, who used to spring out of the harm's way in time. Rahul was wasting his energy, Ridhimaa knew it. When Rahul started panting, Ridhimaa took over the attack. She punched him in his chest hard. Rahul tolerated the blow. Then Ridhimaa kicked him on his face. Rahul still endured it. This enraged Ridhimaa so much that she attempted a kick she had never been able to master. Ridhimaa rounded on her feet, came from a distance, jumped up high in the air and came down crashing upon Rahul with her left foot. Rahul fainted with this blow. Armaan whooped. Ridhimaa ran out of the ring and hugged Armaan.
Armaan: (hugging her tightly) Well done! Excellent! Aur wo last waala kick to... marvelous!
Ridhimaa: Armaan tumne dekha?
Armaan: Haan... of course! Tumne sabki chutti kar di.
Ridhimaa beamed. Anjali, Muskaan and Kirti too came upto them.
Anjali: (hugging Ridhimaa) Ridz! You were excellent.
Muskaan: Haan Ridhimaa... well done.
Kirti: Outstanding! Main itni khush hoon ki aapne ek ladki hokar, in teeno ko kis tarah face kiya.
Till then, Rahul, Atul and Shubhankar had came round. They all came staggering towards Ridhimaa.
Atul: Ridz! Tumne to sach me hum logon ki chutti kar di.
Ridhimaa: Thanks, zyada chot to nahi lagi?
Atul: Arrey, main behosh ho gaya aur tum pooch rahi ho ki zyada chot nahi lagi?
Anjali took Atul away to apply ointment on his wounds.
Shubhankar: Dr.Ridhimaa, I was wrong. You were too good.
Ridhimaa: Thanks sir and sorry sir. Meri wajah se...
Kirti: Sorry kisliye Dr.Ridhimaa, aapne bilkul sahi kiya. Shubhankar, chalo mere saath, main tumhari dressing kar doon.
Kirti and Shubhankar also left. Rahul smiled at Armaan.
Rahul: Armaan... tune bahut achhi training di hai Ridhimaa ko. Iska saara credit tujhe jaata hai.
Ridhimaa: So Mr.Yellow belt. End me kaun bhaaga ring se?
Rahul: (glumly) Ridhimaa, pata hai, tum mujhse bhi achhi ho. Main apni energy waste karta gaya aur tumne end me saara kaam tamaam kar diya. Aur wo last flying kick to... aaj tak main wo kick nahi seekh paaya. Tumne teen din me kaise seekh liya?
Muskaan: Bas kar Rahul. Tujhe chot lagi hai. Chal mere saath.
Muskaan took Rahul away.
Armaan, who was waiting for everyone to leave, picked Ridhimaa up in his arms, revolved around the stadium and then carried her to a distant bench. The stadium was completely empty.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... I am proud of you.
Ridhimaa: (beaming) Thank you coach!
Armaan: Bas... ab ye coach - woach khatm karo. Ab mujhe pakka vishwaas hai ki tum apni defence khud kar sakti ho. Lekin practice mat chodna. OK?
Armaan took out the first aid kit from his bag and a bottle of juice. Ridhimaa drank the juice while Armaan attended to her wounds. He dressed her arm. Ridhimaa winced. Armaan kissed her wound.
Armaan: Bahut dard ho raha hai na?
Ridhimaa: (looking at Armaan's face) Kisey?
Armaan: Tumhe aur kisey?
Ridhimaa: Par tumhare chehre se to lag raha hai jaise mujhse zyada dard tumhe ho raha ho.
Armaan: Aur kahin chot to nahi lagi?
Ridhimaa: Nahi, bas mera haath aur pair bahut dard kar rahe hain.
Armaan: Lao dikhao. Jab itne logon ko maarogi to dard to hoga hi.
Armaan kissed Ridhimaa's hand and her feet. Ridhimaa recoiled.
Ridhimaa: Ye kya kar rahe ho?
Armaan: Dard kam kar raha hoon. Aur kahin dard ho raha hai?
Ridhimaa: (blushing) Nahi.
Armaan kissed her forehead and her cheeks. Then he again pulled her in a deep hug.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum kal ja rahe ho?
Armaan: Hmm... tum apna khayal rakhogi na?
Ridhimaa: Haan rakhungi. Tum to mujhe phone karoge nahi.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... main tumhe bahut miss karunga. Kaash tum bhi mere satth chalti.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... humesha aisa nahi hota jaisa hum sochte hain. Kabhi kabhi hume doosron ke faislon ke liye apni khushiyan nazar andaaz karni padti hain.
Armaan: Haan, baat to tum theek keh rahi ho. I love you Ridhimaa... mere jaaney ke baad mujhe zyada miss mat karna... aur koi bhi problem ho to phone kar lena.
Ridhimaa: I love you too Armaan.
Anjali: (coming up to them) OK love birds! Ab chalein?
Next morning, Armaan had left. All were missing him deeply. Rahul too had gone on a three days leave to his hometown. At the nurse station, the interns were waiting for Dr.Kirti.
Anjali: Armaan kaisa hai na, sabko hansata rehta hai, aur aaj hum sab use kitna miss kar rahe hain...
Ridhimaa: (sadly) Di... bas karo na, agar hum Armaan ki hi baatein karte rahenge to...
Anjali: Sorry Ridzi!
Just then Kirti arrived.
All: Good morning mam.
Kirti: Good morning. Dr.Atul,Dr.Anjali Path Lab. Dr.Muskaan OPD. Dr.Ridhimaa,Dr.Armaan...
All looked up surprised.
Kirti: (correcting herself) Oh sorry! Aaj Dr.Armaan to hain nahi. Isliye Dr.Ridhimaa, aapko poora General War akele hi dekhna hoga. Now get back to work.
They all went back to their work. Mid way through her check up in the General Ward, Ridhimaa was called by Kirti. A patient was being shifted to General ward. He was coughing uncontrollably. The man was nearly 45 years old, had a fair complexion, was bald, looked very weak and his face resembled someone very much.
Kirti: Dr.Ridhimaa, ye naye patient hain. Aap inke tests karwa lijiye. Aaj se inka treatment aapke under hoga. Test reports ek baar mujhe zaroor dikha dijiyega.
Ridhimaa: Yes mam.
Kirti left. Ridhimaa turned to the patient. A very bad smell of cheap alcohol was coming off him. Ridhimaa still managed to give the patient a smile.
Ridhimaa: Wardboy, inhe tests karwaane ke liye lekar aao.
The man was brought to get his tests done. Ridhimaa examined his reports after sending him back to the ward. The man's lungs were in a very bad shape. He had Tuberculosis of the very last stage. Ridhimaa was shaken. She nevertheless made her way to Kirti's cabin and entered after knocking. Kirti gestured her to sit down. Ridhimaa gave her the reports.
Kirti: (examining the reports) Hmmm... TB of the last stage. Ye zyada din tak nahi bach payenge. Inki condition bahut kharab hai. Fir bhi aap inhe treatment dena shuru kar dijiye.
Ridhimaa: Mam inse alcohol ki bahut zyada smell bhi aa rahi thi. I think ye alcoholic hain. Aur mam main soch rahi thi agar inhe ek alag room me shift kar diya jaaye, kyunki virus baaki patients ko bhi...
Kirti: Yes, you are right. Aur aap bhi dhyan rakhiyega. Ab inhe alcohol bilkul nahi peeni chahiye.
Ridhimaa: Yes mam.
Kirti: OK, main bhi aapke saath chalti hoon. Aap unse naam aur address le lijiyega. Hume inki family ko bhi inform karna padega.
Ridhimaa: Yes, sure mam.
Ridhimaa and Kirti left for the ward. The man was shifted to a separate room. Both enter inside. The man was smoking a cigarette.
Ridhimaa rushed to the man and snatched the cigarette from his hand and threw it in the bin.
Man: Ye kya badtamizi hai? Meri cigarette mujhe waapas kar.
Ridhimaa shudderred at the harshness and rudeness of the man's tone.
Ridhimaa: Cigarette aapke liye fatal ho sakti hai.
Man: Bakwaas band kar ladki. Tu mujhe jaanti nahi hai.
Ridhimaa: Please... aap aaram kijiye...
Kirti came to Ridhimaa's help.
Kirti: Dekhiye, Dr.Ridhimaa bilkul theek keh rahi hain. Aapko TB hai, wo bhi last stage. Agar aapne cigarette ya sharaab ko haath bhi lagaya to aapki life ko aur bhi zyada khatra ho sakta hai.
Man: Marna to hai na mujhe, chaahe aise marun, chaahe waise...
Kirti: Hum apni poori koshish karenge aapko bachane ki.
Man: Koi kuch nahi kar sakta. Aur tum dono chali jao yahan se.
Ridhimaa: (timidly) Aapka naam?
Man: Kyun? Tu police me complaint karegi?
Ridhimaa: Nahi. Just for our knowledge...
Man: Salmaan Mallik.
Ridhimaa noted that down.
Kirti: Aapka address?
Salmaan: Mera koi ghar nahi. Kabhi yahan, kabhi wahan pada rehta hoon.
Ridhimaa: Aapki family?
Salmaan: Huh! Kaun si family? Unhe to main bahut pehle chod chuka hoon. Ek biwi thi, wo kab ki mar gayi @#*$@! Aur ek beta hai, wo bhi nikamma...
[‘@#*$@’ indicates the abusive language used by Mr.Salmaan Mallik and I don’t want to write that down]
Kirti: Aapke bete ka naam... wo karta kya hai?
Salmaan: (savagely) Tujhe usse kya karna hai? Wo bhi meri tarah hi hai… s@#*$@. Koi doctor ban gaya hai, yahi kisi hospital me. Armaan Mallik naam hai uska.
The clipboard came crashing down at Ridhimaa's feet. Kirti too was shocked.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... Armaan Mallik?
Salmaan: Haan... koi takleef hai tujhe?
Ridhimaa: Nahi... nahi.... Armaan aapka beta hai?
Salmaan: Haan, nalayak. Tu jaanti hai use?
Ridhimaa looked at Kirti, who gestured her to come out with her. They both went out of the room. Kirti asked Ridhimaa to follow her to her cabin. Ridhimaa did so, without knowing where she was going. Kirti entered her cabin and so did Ridhimaa.
Ridhimaa: Yes... yes mam.
Kirti: Dr.Ridhimaa, shaayad wo sach me Dr.Armaan ke pita hain. Hume confirm karna padega.
Ridhimaa: Wo Armaan ke father kaise ho sakte hain? Unme aur Armaan me zameen aasmaan ka fark hai. Armaan unke jaisa...
Kirti: Hum pehle check karenge. Aapke pass Dr.Armaan ki koi photo hai?
Ridhimaa: Yes mam.
Kirti: To kal din me aap mere saath chaliyega wo photo lekar. Aapka akele us aadmi ke pass jaana khatre se khaali nahi. Wo mujhe bahut hi dangerous lagta hai.
Ridhimaa: Wo Armaan ke... nahi ho sakte.
Next day, in the afternoon, both Ridhimaa and Kirti went to the man. Kirti had taken Shubhankar too along with them.
Ridhimaa: Ye... ye hain aapke bete... Armaan Mallik?
She was showing Salmaan a photograph of herself with Armaan. Salmaan glared at the photo and then looked at Ridhimaa.
Salmaan: Haan yahi hai wo nalaayak. Lekin iske saath tu kaise...
Shubhankar: Dr.Ridhimaa aapke bete ki mangetar hain.
Salmaan: To tu hai wo @#*$@...
Shubhankar: Dekhiye... aap aise baat nahi kar sakte.
Salmaan: Huh! Mere bete ne mujhe kisi se baat karne laayak choda hi kahan hai?
Ridhimaa: Kya matlab?
Salmaan: Matlab, tu meri baat maan aur us naalayak se alag ho ja. Tere liye wo sahi nahi hai.
Kirti: Aap kehna kya chahte hain, khul kar kahiye.
Salmaan: Mujhe dekh rahi hai, wo mera beta bilkul mere jaisa hai. Maine bahut koshish ki ki wo mere jaisa na bane, lekin khoon apna asar dikhata hi hai.
Ridhimaa: Nahi... Armaan bahut achha hai.
Salmaan: Tu use abhi jaanti hi kahan hai? Abhi to wo tere saamne bahut achha banega. Fir ek din, tujhe dhokha dega... tere baap ke paise hadap kar bhaag jayega. Aur tu haath malti aur apni kismat ko roti reh jayegi.
Shubhankar: Lekin Dr.Armaan itne dino se humare saath hain, kabhi bhi unhone...
Salmaan: Wo mera khoon hai. Main uski nas nas se waakif hoon. Kyunki main use badalne ke liye kehta rehta tha, isliye, ek din usne mujhe ghar se nikaal diya aur dar dar ki thokrein khaane ke liye chod diya... ab wo meri shakal tak dekhna nahi chahta. Mujhe pakka pata hai ki usne tum logon ko mere baare me kuch nahi bataya hoga kyunki usse uski asliyat tum sabke saamne khul jaati. Nasha, ladkiyan aur ladaiyan... yahi uske shauk hain. College ke baad wo ekdum se badal gaya. Maine use samjhane ki bahut koshish ki... lekin usne meri ek na suni.
Salmaan had spoke a lot. He had again started coughing.
Outside, Shubhankar was talking.
Shubhankar: Dr.Ridhimaa... shaayad ye aadmi sach keh raha hai.
Ridhimaa: (crying) Nahi... Armaan aisa nahi ho sakta... wo bahut achha hai.
Shubhankar: Dr.Ridhimaa aap jazbaati ho rahi hain. Aap khud hi sochiye, Dr.Armaan ke pita ko unke apne hi bete ke baare me jhooth bolne se kya faayda hoga?
Ridhimaa: Lekin Armaan to...
Kirti: Hum abhi Dr.Armaan ko poori tarah se jaan hi kahan paaye hain? Ho sakta hai ki wo abhi tak hum sabke saamne naatak kar rahe ho. Kyunki mujhe nahi lagta ki koi insaan jo marne waala ho, wo kabhi bhi apne bete ke baare me jhooth bolega.
Ridhimaa was stricken. What did her Armaan turn out to be? Her tears were not stopping.
Shubhankar: Kirti, hume Dr.Shashank ko is baare me batana padega. Wo hi sahi faisla le sakte hain.
Kirti: Haan Shubhankar. Dr.Ridhimaa, aap sabhaliye apne aap ko. Aap jaakar apne doston ko is sachchai ke baare me bataiye.
Shubhankar and Kirti went off. Ridhimaa went to the locker room where the other interns except Rahul and Armaan were there. She told them everything.
Anjali: What? Main kabhi soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki Armaan...
Atul: Mujhe to abhi bhi vishwaas nahi hota ki Armaan aisa ho sakta hai. Main to use apna bhai maanta tha.
Muskaan: Agar ye sach hai to Armaan ne hum sabko bahut bada dhokha diya hai, khaaskar Ridhimaa ko.
Anjali: Of course ye sach hai. Khud Armaan ke father ne ye baat batai hai, Ridhimaa aur Armaan ke rishte ko jaante hue.
Ridhimaa was crying hard.
Anjali: Ridz! Tum kiske liye ro rahi ho? Us Armaan ke liye jise hum jaante the, ya us Armaan ke liye jise ab hum log jaante hain.
Ridhimaa: Di... mera mann nahi maanta ki Armaan aisa ho sakta hai.
Anjali: Tumhe aur kya proof chahiye Ridz? Tum khud jaanti ho ki shuru shuru me jab Armaan aaya tha tab wo kaisa tha? Tum usse kitni nafrat karti thi. Lekin jab usne dekha ki tum usme interested ho tab usne apna naatak shuru kar diya, Dad ke paison ke liye. Har cheez uske naatak ka ek part thi. Hume abhi Dad ke pass chalna chahiye.
Atul: Ridz. Tum Armaan se pyar karti ho, isiliye tumhe yakeen nahi ho raha.
Muskaan: Haan Ridhimaa. Tumhe dil se nahi, dimaag se kaam lena hoga.
Anjali: Ridz. Chalo mere saath aur abhi Dad se baat karo. Ab tak wo Mr.Mallik se mil liye honge. Armaan ne jab apne sage papa ko nahi choda tab wo tumhare saath kya justice karega?
Shashank did not come home that night. Ridhimaa knew, he was doing some deep thinking. Ridhimaa's hopes, her dreams, her love was shattered. It was as if she had been thrown down on the ground from very high. She tried to call Armaan on his mobile but it was busy. Ridhimaa could still not believe that her Armaan could turn out to be like this.
Next day, Shashank called everyone to his office.
Shashank: Maine kal Mr.Salmaan Mallik se khul kar baat ki. Mujhe lag raha hai ki wo sach keh rahe hain. I am sorry to say ki jis Armaan Mallik ko hum jaante the, wo sirf ek chalaava tha, ek dhokha tha. Wo Armaan Mallik to kabhi tha hi nahi. Sirf ek naatak tha. Isliye main ummeed kata hoon ki jo faisla main ab lene ja raha hoon, aap sab us ko support karenge. Ek aisa insaan, jisne apne pita ko itni takleefein di, humare Sanjeevani ke laayak nahi hai. Kal jab Dr.Armaan Conference se waapas aayenge, tab unhe resign karna hoga. Aur Ridhimaa... is baar tumhe Dr.Armaan se apna rishta todna hoga, humesha humehsa ke liye.
Ridhimaa nodded while her tears were wetting her cheeks.
Shashank: Aap me se kisi ko mere is faisle se koi bhi problem hai?
All: (together) No sir.
Ridhimaa was trying hard to control herself.
Shashank: Now you all can leave except Ridhimaa. Main inse kuch baat karna chahta hoon.
All left except Ridhimaa. Shashank got up from his chair and came near Ridhimaa. Ridhimaa hugged him and started crying on his shoulder.
Ridhimaa: Papa... Armaan...
Shashank: Bas Ridhimaa... aaj ke baad tum Armaan ke liye nahi roogi. Wo tumhare aansuon ke kaabil nahi hai. Aur tum mujhse ek waada karo. Armaan se rishta khatm karne ke baad, tum usse kabhi nahi milogi.
Ridhimaa nodded. Shashank patted her. He knew that her heart was broken. Armaan was her first love. She would take some time to forget him.
Shashank: Ridhimaa... kal ke baad tum Armaan se koi rishta nahi rakhogi.
Ridhimaa: (still crying) Ji papa...
Next day, there was a very subdued environment in Sanjeevani. Armaan arrived there early in the morning and was waiting for the others in the locker room with a beautiful bouquet for Ridhimaa, just like the one she had presented to him. They all entered inside and stopped at the sight of Armaan.
Armaan: Hey guys!
Armaan went up to them. But he did not get any response from the others. None of them greeted him. They did not even smile at him.
Armaan: Guys, I am back. Tum logon ko khushi nahi hui?
Muskaan: Ghar aaye dushman ko dekh kar kise khushi hoti hai?
Armaan: (surprised at her tone) Dushman!
Then Armaan spotted Atul and hugged him.
Armaan: (hugging Atul) Champ!
Atul: (prising Armaan away from him as hard as he could) Door reh mujhse. Mujhe tere jaise dhokhebaaz insaan se koi baat nahi karni. Koi nahi hoon main tera.
Armaan: Ye aaj tum logon ko ho kya gaya hai? Tum log mujhse aise kyun baat kar rahe ho?
Anjali: (rudely) Kyunki aaj tumhari sachchai hum sab ke saamne khul gayi hai.
Armaan: (wondering, asking) Sachchai... kaun si sachchai?
Armaan tried to hold Ridhimaa's hand but Anjali jerked him off.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... ye sab...
Ridhimaa: Aur kitne jhooth bologe Armaan?
Armaan: Maine kaun sa jhooth bola?
Ridhimaa: Tum poore ke poore hi jhoothe ho. Mujhse pyar... sirf ek naatak, ek dhokha hi to tha... hai na?
Armaan: Kya bakwaas kar rahi ho? Main to tumse sach me pyar karta hoon... tumhe dhokha dene ke baare me main soch bhi kaise sakta hoon?
Ridhimaa: (shouting so that her voice quivered and tears came out of her eyes) Aur kitni ladkiyon ko dhokha de chuke ho mujhse pehle unke paison ke liye?
Armaan: (furiously) What? How dare you?
Ridhimaa: Sach kadwa laga na?
Armaan: Ridhimaa... jisne bhi tumse ye sab kaha hai... sab jhooth...
Ridhimaa: Tum to jhooth aur sach ki baat mat karo Armaan Mallik. Tum khud nahi jaante ki sach kya hota hai. Tumhe dekhna hai sach? To chalo mere saath.
Ridhimaa held his hand and started moving towards Salmaan's room. Armaan followed her, not able to understand anything. The others too followed them. Ridhimaa pushed open the door of the room and entered inside. Armaan, Anjali, Atul and Muskaan followed her inside. Shashank, Shubhankar and Kirti were sitting on Salmaan's bedside. They all looked towards the door when it was banged open, and all of them were shocked to see Armaan.
Ridhimaa: (leaving Armaan's hand) Sab jhooth hai na? To ye bhi keh do ki saamne bed par jo insaan leta hai wo tumhara pita nahi hai. Is he not your father? Aur inhone jo tumhare baare me hum sabko bataya hai, wo bhi jhooth hai, sirf jhooth. Kya tum sirf isiliye inke baare me hum sab se chhupaate the kyunki tumhe apni sachchai ke khulne ka darr tha? Bolo Armaan Mallik, jawaab do.
Armaan was staring dumb struck at his father, who smiled on seeing Armaan.
Armaan: Aap... aap yahan?
Salmaan: Haan beta...
Armaan: (angrily) Nahi hoon main aapka beta. Samjhe aap?
Ridhimaa: Dekh liya Armaan? Yahi sach hai na?
Armaan: Ridhimaa... tumhe is aadmi ki baaton par bharosa hai, mujh par nahi?
Shashank: Jise tum ye aadmi keh rahe ho, wo tumhare pita hain aur TB ki last stage par hain. Aur koi bhi marne waala insaan kabhi bhi apne bete ke baare me jhooth nahi bol sakta.
Armaan: Aap inhe jaante nahi sir... ye insaan nahi jaanwar hain, jaanwar!
Ridhimaa: Bas karo Armaan... tumhe sharm nahi aati apne papa ke bare me aise bolte hue? I hate you Armaan for this, I hate you!
Armaan was stricken at Ridhimaa's words.
Ridhimaa: Aur aaj ke baad humara har rishta khatm. Ye lo tumhari angoothi, ye tumhara bracelet, ye tumhara kangan... aur ye payal. Mujhe inme se kuch bhi nahi chahiye... rakho inhe apne pass... aur door ho jao meri nazron se.
Ridhimaa gave Armaan all the things back, which Armaan took back with angry and hurt eyes.
Ridhimaa: Aaj ke baad mujse milne ki, baat karne ki koshish bhi mat karna.
Ridhimaa went away. Armaan looked around him. All were looking at him with accusing eyes. Armaan could not believe that it was happening. He was really injured to the core of his heart. Armaan made his way bak to the locker room. Ridhimaa was sitting on the bench, crying. Armaan threw a glance at her then made his way to the locker. He put all the things returned by Ridhimaa in the locker unceremoniously and banged it shut. Ridhimaa came to her senses on hearing the bang of the locker. She looked up. Armaan was writing something, sitting with his back to her. When he stood up, she saw that it was his resignation letter. The bouquet of flowers was still kept on the bench. Armaan leapt up from his bench and made his way straight to Shashank's office and knocked.
Shashank: Come in.
Armaan entered. Shashank was furious on seeing him there.
Armaan: Sir, ye mera resignation letter.
Shashank: Tumhe meri hi beti mili thi dhokha dene ke liye? Tum mujhse paise maagte, main mana nahi karta. Lekin tumne meri beti ko...
Armaan: I am so very sorry sir. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki kisi se pyar karne ko dhokha dena kehte hain. Aaj mujhe apni galti pata chal gayi hai. Isiliye main ja raha hoon aapki beti se door. Aapko us aadmi ki baat ka to bharosa hai, lekin meri baat ka nahi. Isliye meri sirf wo baat maan lijiyega jo maine ICU me marne ki haalat me kahi thi aur apni beti ka khayal rakhiyega. Thank you sir, for everything and Goodbye.
Armaan left, leaving Shashank speechless. Armaan made his way, straight towards the exit where he bumped into someone. It was Rahul, who hugged him.
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