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Saturday, July 11
Author's Notes: This is story with light conversation fully from Armaan's point of view. This story is awfully cute and romantic in the way its presented.
Best of luck Anu! ;-)
His mother always packed him some jellybeans in his snack box. They were his favorite. On a warm summer day, he saw a little girl in a yellow dress sitting quietly in the corner of his classroom. He went up to her with a fistful of jellybeans and offered them to her. She looked a little apprehensive first but he urged her to take them by shoving them in her hands. He sat in front of her watching her intently as she slowly picked out the yellow ones and handed them back to him. She had wrinkled her cute little nose in distaste and had shook her head vehemently clearly suggesting that she didn’t like citrus flavored ones. He however was mildly happy to see that he had got his precious yellow colored beans back. Of course, he was way too young to realize that he loved the flavor and not particularly the color. He was the happiest boy in the world when that girl gave him a huge toothy smile with missing front teeth and gave him a sloppy kiss on his cheek. At home, he refused to tell him mom about his constant dimpled smile. At night as she came to tuck him, he pulled her under the covers and whispered that he was in love with a girl wearing yellow colored sundress and had burst into a fit of giggles. Of course, whispering for a six year old could be heard by anyone within ten feet range. He could hear his father’s booming laughter that had followed his declaration. On that warm summer day, he fell in love for the first time.
He loved riding his bicycle. It was a present from his father for his eleventh birthday which he had celebrated with his friends only a few weeks ago. His mother had constantly worried about his bike riding skills and she had laid out many rules. It was a beautiful monsoon afternoon. He loved speeding his bicycle with wind whipping his hair and bringing tears to his eyes. As he was nearing his house, he skidded over a fist sized stone and fell. There were scraps on his knees and elbow and in few moments, he burst into tears. He reached his home sobbing and sniffing and saw his mom bustling around the kitchen; she was wearing a yellow sari, the lengthy veil fluttering because of the brisk movements and monsoon breeze. When she saw him, she fussed around him, wiping his tears with her sari veil and applying medication to his wounds. He watched his mother preparing soup and moving around the kitchen. He could see monsoon clouds looming in the background where his mother stood holding a bowl of soup and that image bought a big smile on his face. With happiness, he had exclaimed, “Mom, you look like Sun.”
He didn’t get the point, really. He liked romantic movies just fine as any other seventeen year old would but his girlfriend had insisted on watching this particular movie more than once; especially the song where the heroine wears a yellow suit and her veil flutters in the wind when she hugs the hero and they are in a field of yellow flowers. He had seen this movie posters all over the city with the same scene permanently printed on paper and on anyone’s mind that cared to look at the posters. In the darkness that theater offered, he tried to understand the romanticism that the movie had to offer. Most of the scenes in the movie could happen only in a movie and probably never in real life and not to mention the fact that the influence that movie seemed to have on younger generation. He found it very odd when people spoke of things as facts when in reality they are just words or concepts to prove a point in a cinema. He had enjoyed the movie immensely for the first time but his girlfriend had started to get too much into it. It was weird when she wore an outfit similar to that of the heroine and fluttered around him. He didn’t contest the fact that she looked as beautiful as the heroine, probably even more so, but he didn’t know why she bothered doing all this anyway. She snuggled next to him when the same song started on the screen. He looked down to see his girlfriend looking up to him. He whispered gently, “I loved to see you in your yellow suit you know.” She smiled and turned her head back to screen.
When he opened his eyes, he found his face to be covered in a transparent yellow veil; the one that belonged to his girlfriend. She was checking IV and the veil had simply fallen on his face. He could see a hazy picture of her through the veil and saw that behind the mask of calmness, her eyes were stormy. He knew he was in trouble. The accident that he was in wasn’t anything serious. It was just a miscalculation of speed during bike race that had ended up in a hospital bed. He liked the speed and the adrenaline that the race offered. Every time he nodded his head for a race, he found his common sense kicking his stupid instinct. He felt the veil shift from his face and he partially closed his eyes again to enjoy few moments to himself observing her before getting grilled by his girlfriend. Once she finished checking his charts, she opened the drapes to get some sunlight in. Being monsoon, there was slight pre-rain breeze that had brought a little chill in the air. The picture that she posed triggered an old memory and brought a smile on his face. He never really understood the reason why he was so attracted to her. Of course he had given into all the emotions that came along but there was a tiny part of him, the rational one, which was never satisfied with an emotional response. On that chilly monsoon day, the sight of his girlfriend made even that part of him to understand the attraction that he seemed to have towards her. She was intelligent and a lovely young woman. But there were many like her whom he had met in his life. But she was the one who made him take a step back and analyze his actions. She admonished his silliness and applied band-aid when he got scraped. She shoved candy bar in his mouth when he missed lunch because of his work. She rolled her eyes at the obvious romantic comments he made but the faint tinge of rosy hue on her cheeks always assured him that his words had indeed hit home. The answer was quite simple actually. She was embodiment of all the women he had liked, loved, admired, and respected till date; including his mother.
He sat up in his bed as she turned away from window and faced him.
“You look like Sun, Riddhima”
Email: sanjana.dawani dot gmail.com
“I don’t feel your arm anymore,” my coworker shouted. “Please! Don’t move. You’re killing me.”
It was so cold that every one of his breaths made a frozen cloud in the air, but still his forehead looked so damp, and his eyes, so big. What if he really was tired? What if he could no longer hold on to me? Something moist dropped on my hair but it wasn’t a snowflake.
I hate men who sweat, I thought. “Don’t scream,” I whispered back. Didn’t he know that his loud voice could've caused an avalanche? But, people don’t have any control over the way they panic; the same way they can’t stop their sweats.
I couldn’t remember whose idea it was to hike in this remote place, in March. Walking with a man I didn’t really know. Didn't Dad always tell me to give people a chance? Any stranger could be the man of your life, he always said.
I hate you Dad, I thought, and hated my whole life, solely depending on this particular stranger.
Just a few hours ago, we were talking so calmly about the African rituals of death and my only worry was about his bizarre accent, until the ground under our feet opened up and a black hole, looking like an endless glacier crevice, swallowed both of us. Then, I couldn’t think about anything other than that void, while I was rolling and turning, trying to grab to anything I could find. Thank God, at least I found his fingers, right before he got stuck, and me too.
Was I bleeding? I didn’t care. Tucked in ice and fresh slushy snow, my lone thought was about dying without ever knowing true love.
“Don’t move,” he shouted again. “It hurts my arm.”
“If I don’t move, I will freeze,” I answered with agony. But, the heat of my body was melting the ice around me. It was my heartbeats, my warm skin, my last signs of life that was going to kill me.
I was disconcerted; even worse, I didn’t have anyone else to blame. It wasn’t really my father’s fault. I had left his house a long time ago. I couldn’t even blame this poor guy, whose name I had forgotten. I've never been good with names, not even good with faces. I used to forget everyone, and everyone used to forget me.
The man was sobbing like a widow, but crying like a boy. “It’s falling,” he said.
Was he talking about his pants or maybe his mobile? Whatever it was, it was too rigid. It hit my nose and tongue and chin and disappeared somewhere beyond my reach.
“No,” he screamed with despair. Then, his shoes were falling down.
His skin was too white, but it didn’t matter anymore. I could feel the ice under my feet thawing. I could hear the cracks. The cold hint of a fall brushed my boots like a gentle breeze.
I haven’t been very lucky in life, I thought. But my coworker’s fate was even worse than mine. His arm was stuck between two rocks and my weight was pulling him down. His shoulder was going to be torn from its socket. His legs hanging in the air, like a man condemned to death. And his best part, the other arm, his only free arm, was entangled in mine. I was only stuck in the melting ice, and the nature – wide and grandiose like the mouth of God – beneath me.
The view, impeccable.
“You need to focus miss,” he said.
Did he call me miss?
He was blushing. Rambling. His face, all red. “Sorry miss, but when I’m nervous I forget people’s names,” he said embarrassingly.
I looked at him, and stopped pretending to be offended by his forgetfulness. “Don’t worry. I’ve forgotten yours too also.”
Something trembled around my waist. The ice shivered and I slipped deeper. The snow moved up to my chest. My still arm looked like a dead tree, freezing, and my coworker’s fingers were stuck to my last living ends. I didn’t know who was holding who. I didn’t know how this position would even exist.
Not even if I were a painter, I could have drawn such a precarious predicament.
“My name is Armaan,” he whispered. “Armaan Mallik, the Third.”
A good day for humanity. There wouldn’t be a fourth idiot like you, I thought. “I am Riddhima Gupta, the First,” I said and smiled. My lips, frozen.
“I don’t feel my arm,” he said with much anxiety.
I dangled my legs like being in a dance. Imitating him. He pressed my hand like caressing it. “It’s OK if you want to move. I don’t want you to freeze,” he said, and smiled at me, before murmuring words. It sounded like a melody, from my childhood, that my Dad and Mom used to dance to it.
“It’s my favorite song,” he said with a soft voice to comfort me.
I was speechless.
He stared at me and I stared back at him, singing.
The hell with avalanches. “It’s my Winter song, my all time favorite,” I screamed with joy, while he panted with regret, or maybe just pain.
Before my efforts could close my lips, the thunder broke and the earth swung. The sun sat under my feet and the moon shone over my head. My mouth was still wide open, while the rushing snow flew inside, and the breeze shook my voice.
It was winter, going down my throat like a little love song.
This was just a Time Pass !
Hope You Like It,
In Response: WE can be ONE Once again
I am really disturbed by an eye – opener experience on whatever little response I got from previous members of this once Happy, Cheerful & United Blog and I am more determined to see that henceforth let us hold out our hands so firmly in for the united stay by loving and respecting all blog members with an equal vision once again.
My updated replies of last post can be seen under comments for In Response: Respect for the Blog.
I had been quite often told under my post comments specified by my friends/sisters/brothers as whenever I mentioned AR related Human Relationships; they commented on Lack of communication between them often led to misunderstanding and I thought before I come on “Respect” with respect to Dill Mill Gayye (Human Relationships) I shall cover the same topic that may be soon posted here in this blog either Saturday or Sunday to enlighten you the role of communication in relationship before the start of Monday episode.
I Right now offer my responses for the ones who commented under my post “ We can be ONE Once again” but others too are welcome to read the same as it is open blog forum.
I foresee in your reading my post written to re unite the blog and looking forward to read your comment on it.
I have already replied your emotional response for my query marked in the Gup-shup under link marked below
In fact was bit confused for your reply as on my way back home from work and On Opera Mini saw your reply marked 4 times but same shown being erased after I accessed same from Home PC and in future few comments too had no mention on same, so thought you may have got it deleted for some reasons.
I have already seen and same verified in 1st line of this post; what you had been trying to highlight me with your above comment and what I say is from topic that let bygones be bygones and I wish to get back old and new blog members face to face before DMG ends and talk freely without hurting sentiments for self esteem that we once upon a time did.
It is not unfeasible seeing that all people whom I inter acted have never abused me but had only said sweet things for Blog Family, the concept laid when I joined the blog in Feb 2008 that it was like One way traffic and apart from abs update by thinkbig86 and sana later. I saw that what lacked in blog was that here in blog I saw that there was no interaction toward anxieties and fear amongst fellow blog members and so my venture began on weekends to reply all and welcome new friends in the blog in order to motivate them and slowly a Big Family was formed; We with affection till date call it DMG Family and you can see under the labels too for posts that brought us together despite odds and twists at DMG; but we, the friends remained Happy and United.
Hoping for the Best but Preparing for the Bestest....
If Modji has to see his blog happy for sure then it’s possible only if all who are left out in blog remain happy and with not much option left he has to agree our suggestions to him and if they are soon accepted then we all shall soon witness shine to soon smack and thus adding 4 moons for his blog once again.
Do not be shocked with startling fact I found after my understanding in the inner talks with many of them; that they all loved DMG Blog Family to their Heart core and most of them not left due to boring DMG storyline or change in Ridz character but for the fact to facilitate the hurt felt deep down by few Blog members attitude that unknowingly hit them hard somewhere that once they felt so much swollen with pride to be member of this blogspot, this was the blog they shared almost everything and when this blog only showed its back to them which left were shattered and vowed never to return.
I am here wishing for your Karan to have a speedy recovery without any Plastic surgery.
Lovy :- )
I do not know how much happiness you have given to me by returning to blog that I overlooked to reason on why you left only at first place?
I heard from many blog friends here that they were touched reading your MKRM and will be happy to see that your fresh episodes will rock the blog again.
On personal note I very well know you from the blog point of view; our left out family members’ collective efforts shall make blog shine back to its lost glory. I have determined myself to be here with all my love, care and affection for all sweet little sisters, friends & brothers.
I recall that was my comment made on July 7th, 2008 for you and since you had left till my reply reached and I bear in mind that Adi then had replied on your behalf as I said that I had leave on and off from blog for many reasons at domestic front but never for tiff against fellow blog family members.
Note: It’s not mine but our blog family members and my request that please do not repeat your last line any time again as long as we blog . . . Got it?
Anu :- )
I am sorry as soon as your Offline message popped in reply for me at same time ge expired and could not read much for you had written for me and recall line you wanted to steal my post, you are welcome for that.
I will appreciate if you can re write your reply here for me to respond you back in better format.
Angel Again : - )
Maine bhi kaha Dill Se that I know my sweet angel sister shall not forget me and rest I do not know but assure you that you shall be never left here lone by me. I had seen your comments on missing me but when I am back I only found you amongst few and rest were all new including your very own New Sanju; I recall had heard her when she entered blog and called herself Sanji.
Trust me too I am determined to get Blog to some respectability at least till DMG ends and you will not miss what you once joined for.
We together can bring that family back as it was once upon a time and the rule is simple just give respect to old blog members and love to new members and motivate them feel this as home of their opinions, skills, talents etc.
I am glad and personally Thank you that you cherish all good qualities of our family blog and same inspired me to be more determined to walk back and bring back the Blog that lost its identity in between for unforeseen circumstances.
Now you too are writing wonderful FF and getting all appreciation and let same remain simple and sweet just like you are, hope with latest twist in DMG shall make you hook to the television set once again.
The past is gone but History always leaves us something to teach our lessons and make us prepared for our better future.
Make a habit to comment just once like you do in Gup Shup a simple word like Nice!! Will also do as Episode comment is posted by Modji unlike other posts so in order to appreciate Mod ji, we can communicate our appreciation to him and same message you can forward to your other left out friends too.
Chit Chat often caused confusion and Modji was not able to regulate in case if they turn out sour and thus bitterness developed due to misunderstandings chain caused stuck between miscommunication.
I see you are not alone as we all are here with you and for each other to help to stay holding hand in hand forming a chain of respect for each other that flows the love and trust me same shall bear positive results to have Happy Days again in our DMG Family Blog.
I can talk to you this medium only as per Gup Shup I will drop in between some time and am glad to hear that Modji listen you; in future if needed shall surely ask you to recommend me from him.
Now with activities have started in the Blog I am sure that it shall not bore you for anything and ask your friends also take active participation with all the zeal and enthusiasm; Convey my Best wishes & regards to them.
Thanks for taking time out from Chit Chat to reply me...
I shall pray that may God Bless you back with all people whom you are missing at Blog.
PnP LnL :-)
Glad you understood meaning of my talking sweetly and lovingly with other Blog members and I tend to continue my trend to offer friendly reply as who do not like to be read if I say something to them sweetly.
I have already said to Mithila in her section of reply that many left the family blog not due to DMG story track or change in Ridz character but hurt for same extent or other.
More members will be back as we proceed now with stronger determination.
I agree to large extent that we get comment only if we reply to their content under post made by them and Sookie indeed is a writer who writes her story with full compassion out whether any one feels her Heart Beat or not.
Even your initiation is appreciated to suggest Modji with colourful suggestions and wish if you could let me kiss hands that typed so beautiful suggestion towards enlistment for the blog.
Your concern is justified regarding rules broken by ones who called it family blog as many have complained of in differences caused due to this... But; NOT ANYMORE!!!
I am optimist that not evens mine but all our constructive ideas are soon considered by our Respected Modji.
Thanks for requesting Modji and same effective for removal of Corner from my name and having it renamed Sanju’s Cafe.
Sooni : - )
Thank you very understanding the word and agreement in terms for supporting our task to make Blog one more time connected to its Family that was once Happy & United and already we are stepping on same formula one more time.
See on brighter side Gup Shup is planning some awards and then PnP whom you appreciate of late also has come out with Picture contest and sure she is expecting your participation too.
We are not banging our Head to stone but carving it to form a gorgeous statuette of the same that we bow down to worship.
My mails are still getting replies for it at my mail INBOX and myself responding them back at their mail itself only.
Thanks for replying on my behalf. I do not know how well same was takenby others and me.
Rok Sako Toh Rok Lo
Recap:Abhi and Maya hv a fight.Maya seeks forgiveness of Armaan and Ridhima..They both ofcourse forgives her..and thn the happy-family gets united.Tanvi is behaving very strange with Rex who is in doubt abt Chris and Tanvi's relationship.Reva is falling in love with Nakkul!
Abhi is sitting in the fire-escape..wet eyes...wid his head covered in hands...thinking abt Maya's behaviour...towards him..towards his parents.."I think she is too upset" he thinks..Thn wiping his tears..
"Shayad woh abhi tak mujhe samajh nhe payi..Maya..tum kya jano..main tumse kitna toot ke pyar krta hon..jo shayad hi kissi ne kissi se kia ho..i guess u will never understand me..! (he takes a deep breath) I guess u had never loved me!"
The door opens..and Maya cumz in..He doesn't notices...still engrosed in his own thoughts..
Abhi: I wish tum mujhe samajh pati!
Maya: Main tumhein nhe samjhon gi toh kon samjhe ga? hmm Abhi?
He luks behind..she is standing at the door..
Abhi: Maya! tum kab ayi? (luks on the othr side to wipe his tears)
Maya: 2 min beth jaon?
Abhi: Ya sure!
She cumz and sits wid him..
Maya: Pata nai kahan se shuro karon..luk Abhi..i'm relle sorry! mujhe tumse aise baat nhe krni chahiye thi! but main kya karon..i was so tensed..mujhe..mujhe samajh nhe araha tha ke main kya karo? (nw keeping her hand on his arm) I'm extremely sorry Abhi! PLz..mujhe maaf krdo! Pata hai maine aj mama papa se bhi maafi mangi!
Abhi luks at her..
Ab: Armaan sir aur Ridhima maam se?
Ab: Toh unhone kya kaha?
Maya: Maaf krdia!
Ab:....(again luks at the front)
Maya: Abhi!! (lyk a baby) Tum bhi apni Maya ko maaf nai krsakte...pleashee Abhi uncle..Pleashhh!!! dekho maine apne kaan bhi pakar liye hain ab toh ap mujhe maaf kro...Shorry Abhi Uncle!! :p
Abhi: (luks at her) Its nt abt saying sorry Maya..or forgiving..! Tum kabhi mujhe samajh hi nhe payi..!!
Maya: (nw serious) Abhi..aisi bat nhe hai..main kafi tensed thi..main janti hon tumhein..tabhi toh dil se sorry kehrhi hon! i'm sorry!!
Ab: Its alrite Maya!
He stands up and turns to leave but she holds her hand ... thn stands up..goes to him..and gently kisses him on his cheek...
Maya: I'm sorry! plz mujhe maaf karo..i knw main tumhein samajh nai payi..lekin aainda koshish krongi! ek chance nhe de sakte mujhe?
Abhi: (turns) Aisi baat nhe hai Maya! I love u! ismen chance ki koi baat nhe hai! tumne apni mistake realise ki..mere liye kafi hai! (hugs her)
Maya: I love u too Abhi!!
Rex is reading a file near his locker..whn Chris enters hurrily opens his locker and takes out sum files...
Rex: Hey hey hey...whr's the fire?
Chris: Sorry gotta rush catch u later!
He,after takin his files runs outta the room..Rex gets bak to his file..and starts to walk while reading...
Rex: Hmm lets see nw..Mr.Suresh Nehra,Age:54,Brain Tumor case : "POSITIVE!!"
He takes the pen outta his mouth and writes sumthin on the paper...!!
Rex: Applicable for the surgery..man! he is 54yr old..hw can tht be...huh? whts this?
He bends dwn infront of Chris's locker...Picking up an envelope...in wich is written in small italic letters.."Dr.Chris Marshall,Sanjeevani,Mumbai"
Rex: Yeh toh Chris ka hai..!
Chris enters again in a hurry! Goes to his locker to drop a file and to pick up another...
Rex: Hey Chris..this is for u..!
Chris: (takin out the file) whts in it??
Rex: i dunoo!
Chris: Chck it..!
He opens to find sum photographs in it!
Rex: Photographs hain!
Chris: Ok keep thm in my locker i'm goin! bye!!
He hurries outta the locker room..Rex luks at the photograph...The first photo is of Chris wid a gal..in United States..
Rex: Hey nyc pic!
He turns again...to another pic..AND GETS A SHOCK..!!
Rex: Chris aur....TANVI???
Its a pic of Chris and Tanvi..Chris sitting on the bed with Tanvi's head on his shoulder...Tanvi wearing Mini's and shirt...Dey both luk as if dey r in a European house..
Rex: (manages to speak) Yeh..yeh toh TTT..TANVI HAI..AUR CHRIS KE SAATH??
Tanvi enters..(at a wrong tym)
Tan: Hi Ranbir!
She goes to her locker..and takes out her file...
Tan: Kya hua? kya dekhrhe ho?
Rex: Tanvi..tum..tum kabhi US gai ho?
Tan: (tries to act casual) Nai..main toh kabhi nhe gai! Listn Ranbir!
Goes and hugs him frm behind..
Tan: I'm sorry Ranbir..main kafi tensed thi uss waqt..issilye tumse rude behave kia..! sorry janu!! Plz..!!
Rex: Its..its ok Tanvi!
Tan: Main tumse baad men milti hon ok..bye! (she leaves)
Rex luks at the pic again..and thn turns to the oder pic..its of Tanvi and Chris again...both of thm on New York street...On sum kinda stage..both of thm holding mikes in their hands!! Rex is shocked..
"Chris aur Tanvi?"
"Dey r friends?"
"Tanvi ne mujhse jhoot kyun kaha?"
"Aur..usne yeh kyun kaha ke woh US nhe gayi?"
Many questions rolling dwn in his mind..he luks at the last pic..and is more shocked..As in this pic Tanvi is holding a glass of beer and Chris is sitting nxt to her also holdin a glass of beer..
"WHT THE HELL?? YEH..ARE MY EYES PLAYING TRICKS ON ME?"
Rex: First,Tanvi and Chris in fire-escape..thn Tanvi ka suddenly Church aana..Mujhe lekar pareshan hona..phir mujhse jhoot bolna..aur ab yeh pix?? akhir ho kya raha hai? mujhe Tanvi se bat krni hi hogi! aur usse pochna hoga ! Main aise uspe shak nhe karsakta! I need to talk to her!
He takes the photographs and keeps thm inside his locker..thn leaves the room..Chris who has been watchin everything cumz inside..
Chris: Well done Chris my boy!! Nw babes watch out for ur "Boyfriend Ranbir!" He is cumin...(wicked smile again) Man!! Ranbir..poor guy..u dunno wht u hv got urself into..!!
Reva cumz outta the shed..as the bright sun is nw up in the sky...Nak still asleep..she goes to an old hut..
Reva: Koi hai?
Lady: Jee..kon hai?
Reva: Aunty main hon..!
Lady: Arey uth gayi tum!
Reva: Jee..yeh pochna tha ke humari gardi theek hogai?
Lady: Han..apki gardi ka tyre ab theek hai..yahan ke bachon ne uski hawa nikal di thi!
Reva: oH..thnk u..er...mera matlab hai ke Shukuriya! main chalti hon!
Lady: Tumhara pati abhi tak nhe utha kya?
Reva: Jee nhe woh...
Lady: Tum donon ki jodi bht achi hai..Baghvan tum donon ko humesha khush rakhe!
She cumz outta the shed..wondering...lost in her thoughts..she remembers the lady's words.."tum donon ki jodi bht achi hai.." she smiles.."Baghvan tum donon ko khush rakhe..!!" she smiles again..!
Reva: (stops walking) Hey! yeh mujhe kya horaha hai? why r u smiling Reva? ("Tum donon ki jodi achi hai") Argghh!!! yeh tujhe kaise kaise khayal arahe hain..idiot!! (she luks at the tym) 10 o'clock hue hain aur yeh Nak abhi tak soraha hai! Abhi jake usse uthati hon! (trying to act angry) Itni der tak koi sota hai kya??
She goes to the shed and opens the door...and finds him sleeping soundly...she luks at him carefully .. a smile appears on her face .. thn suddenly she shudders!
Reva: Argh!! kya hua tujhe?
She goes to him ...
Reva: Nak!! Nakkul!! utho..(she shakes him) Utho!!
Nak: h-uh?? (he opens his eyes) Uh..! Reva?
Reva: haan main! toh tum yahan kisi aur ko expect toh nhe krsakte! ab utho..late horaha hai!
He sits .. scratching his hair..
Nak: Tym kys hua hai?
Reva: 10 o'clock horhe hain!! chalo utho...
Nak: Lekin hum jayenge kaise?
Reva: Oh God! sub saval abhi karoge kya? humari car ko repair karwadia hai!
Reva: Oh mera matlab hai ke tyre ko..
Nak: Samajh gaya baba! (he stands up and begins to search sumthin)
Reva: Ab kya hua?
Nak: Meri shirt kahan hai?
So,the search begins for Nakkul's shirt and finally Reva finds it..
Reva: Yeh lo!! tumne mujhe di thi raat ko..bhul gaye kya?
Nak: Oh nhe..thnx! (takes the shirt and begins to search sumthin again)
Reva: Ab kya hua?? (angrilly)
Nak: Mera MP3?
Reva: Arghhh!! tumhari saari cheezon ko aj hi gum hona tha!
Nak: Oh ya i remember! MP3 is in the car...!
Reva: Tum bhi na Nak!
He cumz closer to her..
Nak: Ek baat kahon?
Reva: (confused) Hhaann kkkaho!
Nak: Tumhari naak pe gussa bht cute lagta hai...! :) (smiles and leaves the shed)
Reva also smiles...but instantly shudders..!
Reva: Chal...pagal hogayi hai tu!!
Ranbir in search of Tanvi is nw in the General Ward..
Ran: Apne Dr.Tanvi ko dekha hai?
Nur: Nhe maine nhe dekha!
Ran: Ok thnx! (he cumz outta the general ward) Kahan hogi?
He goes to the corridor..passes the fire-escape..
Ran: Hey! i'll page her na!
He takes out the pager.."10 min men mujhe terrace pe milo" he writes..and pages' it to Tanvi! Thn he goes to the terrace..
AFTER 10 MIN
Tanvi enters the terrace and finds him standing wid his bak facing her..she goes and hugs him frm behind...
He holds her hands and shoves thm away...
Tan: (confused) Kya hua?
Ran: Tum itni der se kahan thi?
Tan: Oh..woh main...main General ward men thi!
Ran: Oh..General ward men thi! Toh shayad mujhe nazar nhe ayi..!!
Tan: Huh? kya?
Ran: Tanvi! tum achi tarah janti ho ke main kya kehraha hon! whr were u?
Tan: Tum aise kyun behave krhe ho? koi problem hai kya?
Ran: Hai! bht bari problem hai..aur mujhe usse solve krna hai..woh bhi abhi!!
Tan: Ranbir..mujhe abhi jana hai..hum baad men baat karenge! (she turns to leave but he pulls her closer to him) RANBIR!!
Ran: Chris se milne jarahi hona???
Tanvi luks at him in shock.Ranbir repeats his question..!
Ran: (a bit louder) Chris se milne jarahi hona??
Tan: Tum..tum yeh kya kehrhe ho Ranbir?
Ran: Tum janti ho ke main kya kehraha hon! Tum itni der se Chris ke saath fire-escape men thi!!!!
Tanvi eyes grew wider...a fear rolls dwn her stomach...she can feel her heartbeat grwin faster...!!
Ran: Bolo Tanvi? tumne mujhse jhoot kyun kaha? (trying to control his emotions) Hmm? (in a sad tone) Kyun kaha ke tum Chris ko nhe janti? kyun kaha ke tum US nhe gai?? KYUN???
Tan: Ranbir...tum..tum galat samajh rahe ho..aisa nhe hai...!
Ran: Main galat samajh raha hon..toh phir yeh kya hain?? (he shws her the pix) Yeh kya hai Tanvi??
She takes the pix frm him..luks at thm in horor...tears rolling dwn her red eyes...she luks at Ranbir..and manages to speak...
Tan: Ranbir yeh sub... (widout thinking) Dey r fake!
Ran: PHIR JHOOT!!! (shouts) PHIR JHOOT BOLRHI HO!! KYA TUM CHRIS KO NHE JANTI? TUM MUJHSE JHOOT KYUN BOLRHI HO? AISI KYA BAAT HAI TANVI?
Tan: Ranbir...(very scared and nervous)
"Main batati hon!"
Both of thm luk behind...to find Ridhima standing thr in anger..
She cumz and stands nxt to Tanvi..
Rid: I'll tell u Ranbir! bht shok haina tumhein ilzaam lagane ka...i'll tel u the reason!! Yes..u are rite! Tanvi Chris ko janti thi!
Tanvi luks at her in horor..
RId: No Tanvi...i'll tell him...Tum janna chahte ho na ke Tanvi ne tumse jhoot kyun kaha..Kyunki woh nhe chahti ke tum uske aur Chris ke relation ko misunderstand kro! Chris aur Tanvi donon New York men ek hi college men parhte the! Tanvi ka wahan accident hogaya tha! woh akeli thi..tabhi Chris ne uski help ki..yeh pix bhi wahan ki hain..lekin u knw wht...jab yeh pix len gayi thi toh main wahan Tanvi ke saath thi!! Kyunki uska accident hogaya tha! Chris aur Tanvi bht ache friends hain..aur kuch nhe!! Aur raha saval Tanvi ka mini skirts pehanne ka..toh Ranbir college days men har ladki aur ladke ki dressing western hi hoti hai! aur tumhari bhi thi!!
Ranbir luks at Tanvi who is crying like anythin!!
Rid: (continues) Aur tumhein kya laga hah! ke Tanvi aur Chris...? Chheee!! kitni gandi soch hai tumhari! tum apne ap ko mard samajhte ho? ek ladki jo tumse itna pyar krti hai..uspe ilzaam lagane se pehle tumne ek baar bhi nhe socha?? kitne girre hue insaan ho tum!! Shame on u!! Chalo Tanvi !!
Ridhima holding her hand takes her outta the place leaving Ranbir speechless...he sits on his knees..keeping his hands on his face...after a while Abhi cumz thr in search of him..and finds him sitting dwn in such a hot summer..He goes to him..
Abhi: Rex!! tu theek toh hai..aur yahan kya krha hai..itni garmi men?
Sits in front of him..and holds his arm..
Ab: Kya hua yaar?
Rex: (in a sad tone) Maine..maine uspe shak kia..
Ab: Kis pe?
Rex: (luks at him) Maine Tanvi pe shak kia Abhi..uspe chilaya! aur aur uski koi galti nhe thi..woh..woh mere samne ro rhi thi..lekin main..main uspe cheekhta raha!!
Ab: Hua kya yaar??
He tells him everythin...
Ab: Tu fikar mat kr..i'm sure woh tujhe maaf krde gi..tu..tu jake usse maafi mang!
Rex: Woh mujhe maaf nhe karegi!
Ab: Tu jake maafi mang toh sai..woh tujhse bht pyar krti hai! I'm sure woh tujhe maaf krde gi..tu try toh kar..
Both of thm stand up..
Rex: Main jata hon..!
Ranbir goes dwnstairs in search of Tanvi and finally finds her in the fire-escape..!!
Both of thm r seated in the car...Nakkul driving plus singing a song..!
Reva: ("He sings soo nicely..O'shut up Reva!!") Yaar tum chup nhe rehsakte kya??
Nak: (stops singing) Uh? kyun..log kehte hain ke acha gata hn!!?
Reva: Sahi kehte hain!
Reva: I mean..gate ho..acha magar abhi nhe..!!
Nak: Kyun? its a very gud tym pass!
Reva: Oh..Lekin abhi nhe..mera mood nhe hai!
Nak: Ohk..tumhara mood nhe hai toh tum mat suno! Main toh gaon ga! (he starts to sing again)
Reva: Arghh!! (luks on the othr side of the window)
After a while Nakkul stops the car wid a sudden jerk..! Reva hits her head to the front window..
Reva: Ouch!! arey why did ya stop the car?
Nak: .... (widout replying opens the door of the car and gets dwn)
Reva: Arey Nak! Nak..Nakkul!! kahan jarahe ho??
Reva opens the door of the car and gets out..she stands near the car and watches him...
Reva: Kahan jarahe ho??
Nakkul goes bak to a poor beggar sitting on the ground wid his clothes all ragged up .... He is sitting wid a begging bowl placed in front of him..Nak goes to him and taking out a 500 rupee note ... he sits on his knees...and places the money inside the begging bowl! Reva lukin at him frm a distance smiles at Nak's kindness..Nak keeps his hand on the beggar's shoulder and says sumthin! The beggar keeps his hand on Nak's hair and also says sumthin!! Nak smiles and thn walks to the car..Reva instantly shudders and sits bak inside the car ... Nak cumz and sits inside the car..
Reva: Tumne usse itne paise kyun diye?
Nak: (starts driving the car) Isiliye kyunki God ne humein itna kuch diya hai..agr hum usmen se thora sa bhi kisi gareeb lachaar ko de den toh God humse khush hoke humein aur denge !! Got it?
Reva: Hmm...(after 5min) Nak!
Nak: (widout lukin) Hmm?
Reva: U're very sweet!!
Nak: Huh? Err..thnx!
Reva: Acha usne tumse kya kaha?
Reva: Arey uss beggar ne!
Reva: Oh..sorry! (after 1 sec) lekin phir bhi Batao na kya kaha?
Nak: He said ke May God bless u and May u find a...
Reva: Find a??
Nak: (luks at her) Find a "GUD AND LOVING WIFE!!"
Reva: (an unusual smile appears on her face) Hmm...toh phir tumne kya kaha?
Nak: Maine kaha ke Loving wife milna mushkil hai!!
Reva: (instantly) KYUN??? (he luks at her) err..i..i mean kyun? sari ladkiyan marr gayi hain kya!
Nak: Well...hain toh sahi lekin milengi kahan?
Reva: Tumhein kis type ki ladki chahiye? (curiously)
Nak: Mujhe..emm...mujhe jo ladki chahiye woh honest honi chahiye !!
Reva: .... (listening silently but curiously)
Nak: Aur ... emm.. aur subse kind behave kare..
Reva remembers her behaviour wid the punjabi patient ... the way she tuk the stool and ran after him ... she again luks at Nakkul wid a sad Expression on his face !!
Reva: ("Main toh kind nhe hon!")
Nak: Aur..em..aur sidhi saadhi apne country se pyar krne wali...
Reva: U mean shalwar kameez type!
Nak: Haan kehsakti ho...!
Reva: Oh.. (she luks at her skirt) ...aur?
Nak: U knw..i like girls who r simple..ankhon men kajal..khule baal..khubsoorat muskurahat jispe sachayi ke siva kuch na ho! And yes uski dressing western nai balke normal aur simple honi chahiye!
Reva: (again luks at her skirt) "Main toh western dresses pehanti hon..aur kajal..toh nai lagati!" (she thinks)
Nak: (glances at her and understnds the situation) Waise tumhein kis type ka ladka chahiye?
Reva: Mujhe..mujhe chahiye..
Nak: I knw !! Handsome,Dashing,Hot aur bilkul stud type ladka rite??
Reva: (doesn't wants to say "yes") Yea..!
Nak: See i knw it! aur woh ladka ameer hona chahiye rite?
Reva: (luks at him strangly) Nak? tum mujhe kya samajhte ho?
Nak: huh? Matlab?
Reva: Kuch nai!
They reach lonavla within an hour....Nak takes his bags and gets into one of the tents ... WHile Reva manages to take out her bag frm the car and also follows him..
Ranbir opens the door of the fire-escape..steps inside ... goes and sits nxt to her..She wipes her tears on seeing him..
Ran: Tanvi..i..i'm sorry! mujhe tumpe chilaana nhe chahiye tha!
Tan: Mujhe iss baare men baat nhe krni...(Sniff's and luks on the othr side)
Ran: Tanvi...meri baat toh suno..i'm sorry! mujhe galat fehmi hogyi thi..woh pix..
Tan: Ranbir? humara rishta itna kamzor hai ke tum un pix ko dekh ke mujhpe shak? ...
Ran: (feels guilty evn more) I'm sorry Tanvi...mujhe..mujhe tumpe shak nhe krna chahiye tha.i..
Tan: (luks at him) Toh phir kyun kia Ranbir?
Tan: Tumhein mujhpe yakeen nhe hai? bharosa nhe hai apne pyar pe..
Ran: Tanvi luk,i'm sorry! mujhse galti hogyi..main..mujhe samajh nai arha tha ke main kya karon! Main..main tumse bht pyar krta hon...
Tan: (sternly lukin at him) Agar pyaar karte ho..toh uspe bharosa karna bhi sekho !!
She stands up and leaves the fire-escape..
Ran: TANVI!! TANVI..SUNO TOH...(but he has already left) SHIT !!! Ab main kya karon??
He follows her to the terrace..
Ran: Tanvi plz listn to me..(ascending the stairs after her)
Tan: Listn Ranbir mujhe tumse baat nai karni!!
Ran: Plz ek min ke liye!!
Tan: No Ranbir mujhe..ahh..(is abt to fall but he catches her)
Their eyes meet ... he is so lost in thm...her beautiful eyes...like a sea in wich he wants to get lost...as in..he has fallen in love wid her again tday! she is lukin at him strangely...she shudders and returns bak to the present and stands up..he leaves her...
Tan: (widout lukin at him) Its ok Ranbir..but plz kuch der ke liye mujhe akele chor do plz..!!
She enters the terrace...and he smiles at her..
Ran: Sorry Tanvi..main tumhein akele nai chor sakta..And i hv got just the rite idea to apologize...!!
He goes dwnstairs to the canteen...After a while whn Tanvi cumz dwn she goes to the canteen and finds Maya and Abhi sitting thr..
Maya: Hi Tanvi!
Tan: Hi! (she goes and sits nxt to her) Hi Abhi!
Tan: (moves her eyes round the room)
Ab: Kisse dhoond rhi ho?
Maya: Abhi...Tanvi kisse dhoond sakti hai? obviously Ranbir ko!
Ab: Oh ya..lekin woh toh yahan nhe hai!
Tan: .... main kuch order krke ati hon! (she goes to the counter)
Maya: Kahan rehgaya yeh ladka?
Ab: Aata hi hoga! w8 kro..
Armaan is talkin to sumone on the phne..
Arm: Jee jee..ok done! toh saari arrangements ap krlenge..aur baki invitations ka kaam ap Mr.Ravi ko den de! jee..and i want it to be the best one! alrite..ok thn c u..gudbye! (hangs up) Phew! nw to announce the...(sumone covers his eyes wid hands) Kon...kon hai...
"Boojo toh jaanne..!!"
Arm: Hmm..ap hain..!! (he moves her hands away frm his eyes and pulls her towards himself) Pehchan liya..Mrs.Ridhima Armaan Mallik!! :)
Rid: Tum kaise jan lete ho ke main hon?
Rid: Batao na Armaan!!
Arm: Tumhari ahhat se..tumhari awaz se..tumhari..(cumz closer to her) Tumhari khushboo se...
Rid: Bas bas..(she moves him away) Tumhari yeh shararat nhe chalegi! aur yeh tum kis party ke baare men baat krhe the?
Arm: Kiss do toh bataon !! :p
Rid: Armaan! tum ek father ho..ab toh yeh harkate choro!
Arm: Nay..!! :p
Rid: Batao na!
Arm: Nai..pehle kiss!!
Rid: Main jarahi hon..
Arm: Arey arey ruko..batata hon..tum bhi na torture dene men bht aage ho!
Rid: Woh toh hai..ab batao!!!
Arm: Maine Sanjeevani ke golden anniversary ki party organise ki hai!
Rid: WOw!! thts superb!!
Arm: Ismen Sanjeevani ke saare old aur new interns honge!
Arm: Aur humare kuch old trustees..aur ...
Arm: Aur...aur Sanjeevani ke head bhi honge!!
Rid: (instantly luks at him) Armaan..
Arm: Han Ridhima...humne Dr.Shashank aur Padma maam ko bhi bulaya hai!
Rid: ......Armaan..papa ko..
Arm: Ridhima..humein kabhi na kabhi toh unhein face krna hi hoga...he is ur father...u cannot just run away frm him?
Rid: But Armaan..i..i can't face him!
Arm: U hv to Ridhima..woh tumhare father hain..and i'm sure..woh tumhein bhi utna hi miss krhe honge jitna tum unhein krti ho!
Rid: ......... (still lukin dwn) Are u sure Armaan?
Arm: yes i'm! aur ab toh unhone humein maaf bhi krliya hoga...itne saal..
Rid: I hope so..(hugs him) Mujhe phir bhi darr lgraha hai Armaan!
Arm: Kuch nai hoga Ridhima..! Main hon na tumhare saath..trust me hmm..!
Precap: ..."There's a truth in ur eyes,Saying u won't leave me..the touch of ur hand,says u will catch me,Whenever i fall!!"
So thts all..hope ke subko acha laga hoga..and plzzz guys do comment! Nwadz i dun get gud comments really!! :( Anyways thnx alot to all those who love dis ff...!! I'll see u all nxt tym till thn u ppl take care of urselves and oder's around u!!
Lots of love,
Labels: Rok Sako To Rok Lo
Thursday, July 9
Serial: Dil Mil Gaye (Dill Mill Gayye)
Channel : Star One
Date: July 9th, 2009
Rok Sako Toh Rok Lo
The following day..Locker room
Tanvi is fiddling wid her files whn sumone holds her frm behind..!
Rex: Sshh..main hon!
Tan: Ranbir! choro mujhe! (in a bit rude way)
Rex: Kya hua?
Tan: Yeh tum kya krhe the?
Tan: Tumhein kitni baar kehna parta hai..ke yeh ek hospital hai..yahan yeh cheezen? plz..ainda be careful!!
Rex: Tumhein hua kya hai? why r u acting so strange?
Tan: Strange? i'm acting strange? aur tum kya krhe ho? kahi bhi kabhi bhi shuro hojate ho? is this manners?
Rex: I love u Tanvi!
Tan: So wht? (he is shocked) I mean..main bhi pyar krti hon but i doesn't mean ke main sara din tumse chipak ke baithi rahon? does it?
Rex: (sternly) I'm sorry! agar tumhein bura laga ... toh main ainda kabhi tumhare kareeb nhe aaoga!
He is abt to leave sadly whn she holds his hand...
Rex: Hmm..! (widout turning)
Tan: I'm sorry!
Tan: Main kafi tensed thi kam ki wajah se..mujhe aise rude baat nhe krni chahiye thi! I'm sorry! (innocently)
Rex: (turns) Its fine..I'm sorry! mujhe tumhein aise disturb nhe krna chahiye tha!
Rex: Its ok!
She hugs him..
Tan: Pata hai..main itni der se tumhare bare men hi sochrhi thi! abhi jab main Ridhima mam ki office se arahi thi toh bhi main...
Rex: Tum abhi...Ridhima mam ki office se arhi thi?
Tan: Han aur kahan se aaogi!
Rex: OH..er..Tanvi mujhe tumse baat krni thi!
Tan: Han bolo! (separating frm the hug)
Tan: Huh? (confused)
Rex: I mean abhi tumhein Chris fire-escape men kya kehraha tha?
Tanvi is shocked ... " Kahin Ranbir ne sun toh nhe liya?"
Tan: Fire-escape? Chris? main samjhi nhe?
Rex: Maine tumhein..
Tan: Oh mujhe yad aya..mujhe maam Ridhima ne bulaya tha..main aati hon..bye ! (kisses his cheek and leaves)
Rex: Tanvi mujhse..jhoot kyun bolrhi hai? zarur koi problem hai usse! Mujhe pata lagana parega!
Maya is nw bak in the children's ward..sitting alone as all the children hv gone for their daily treatment..Abhi enters..
Ma: (luks at him and thn on the othr side) ABhi mujhe tumse koi baat nhe krni! (wipes her tears)
Ab: Kisse apne aanson chupa rhi ho Maya? Mujhse? nice try..
Ma: Main nhe ro rhi! aur main kyun royon gi! un logon ke liye jinohne mujhe kabhi pyar nhe kia?
Ab: Han..tum unke liye hi rorhi ho! jinhone tumhein humesha pyar kia! Janti ho..tum bht lucky insaan ho..ke tumhare parents zinda hain..jinke nhe hote..unse poocho...bachpan se le kar ab tak..main apne parents ke pyar ke liye tarasta hon..Tum toh bht lucky ho Maya ke tumhare parents tumse kitna pyar krte hain! Dey die for u..
Ma: No dey dont!
Abhi: Yes dey do! Aj jo Ridhima maam ki condition hai..woh har pal roti hain..kosti hain..apne ap ko..sirf iss liye ke woh tumse bht pyar krti hain! Jan bhi de sakti hain tumhare liye!
Maya: Yeh sub jhooti batein hain!
Abhi: Nhe hain! yeh sub sachi batein hai..
Maya: Mujhe tumse behas nhe krni Abhi! (She stands up and goes to the door)
Abhi: Agar tum maam ki jagah hoti toh tum kya krti??
Maya: (stops) .................
Ab: Bolo Maya! tum kya krti? Apne papa ko marne deti!
Ab: Dard hota haina...hota haina yeh sun ke! toh yeh socho ke maam pe kya guzri hogi? jinhone yeh sub bardaast kia hai...!
Ma: (tears rolling dwn her eyes) .......
Ab: Batao na..chup kyun ho? kya tum apne baap ko marne deti? Maam ki jagah apne apko rakh ke dekho..tab tumhein malum hoga ke sacha pyar kia hota hai!! Iss men unki kya galti thi? yeh sub kismat ka khel hota hai..jo tum kabhi nhe samajh paogi..ilzaam lagana bht asaan hota hai..lekin usko sehna..bht mushkil!!
Ma: ............................ :(
Ab: Afsos hota hai Maya..ke maine tumse itna pyar kia..jisse pyar ki ahmiyat nhe malum...!
He leaves saying this..Maya falls on her knees..crying her heart out...
Reva cumz outta the shed..she luks around and finds Nak standing far frm her wid his bak facing her...The cool air blowing...the clouds high in the sky..as it will rain any minute nw..
"Mere man yeh bata de tu..
Kis ore chala hai tu..
Kya paya nhe tune..
Kya dhoond rha hai tu!"
Reva: Nakkul? (she takes her scarf in hand and walks towards him)
Jo hai unhkahi..
Jo hai unsuni..
Woh baat kya hai bata..!
Kahein dhadkane tujhse kya..
Yeh khudse toh na tu chupa..!!" (pointing at Reva)
He holds her hand and takes her to the farm..whr all the ladies are dressed in village style..pure indian valley...One of the lady cumz and puts a dupatta on her head..and thn puts 3 small dots of on her chin (like dey do in villages) ... Reva is surprised as well as happy to see a old but different world here..!! She smiles and Nak who is admiring her beauty...!!
"Love will...find a way..Janiye..Heriye...!"
The ladies give her a small pot and ask her to keep it on her head..she obeys and along wid sum other ladies dressed the same way Nakkul takes their pix..! Reva is queit happy..an unusual happiness can be seen on her face which is queit visible to Nak and he knws tht Reva is falling in love wid him slowly and gradually!! He continues..
Paa gayi rahein..
Par tu yeh soche..
Jaon na Jaon..
Yeh zindagi jo hai nachti toh..
Kyun bairiyon men hain tere paon..
Preet ki dhun par nach le pagal..
Urta agar hai..
Urne de anchal.."
Kahe koi apne ko aise tasaye? (keeping his arm on her shoulder)
"Love will find a way..Janiye heriye..
Love will find a way..Janiye heriye..!!"
All the interns are sitting in the canteen except Maya..
Chris: And hw was ur day Tanvi?
Tan: (luks at him angrilly)
Abhi: Bolo na!
Chris: (winks at her) Oh thts nyc
Rex: (noticing this) So whr were u the whole day?
Chris: Well today i had half day..so was just chckin out the hospital!
Rex: Hospital or ppl?
Chris: Smart question thr..!
Rex: Well thn answer it!
Chris: I was chckin out the ladies!! (grins at Tanvi)
Rex: Oh..soo hw did ya like 'em?
Chris: My! dey r beautiful !! (lukin at Tanvi)
Tan: Abhi..tumhein kya hua hai? Maya se baat ki?
Rex: (lukin at Chris) Hw do u feel...
Tan: (interrupts) Ranbir! plz..yeh kya idiots jaise questions pooch rhe ho?
Rex: Wht do u mean? main toh bas unhi..
Tan: Plz..tum donon..band karo yeh bakwaas...yahan Abhi tensed hai aur tum donon!!
Abhi: I'm fine Tanvi! mujhe in donon se koi problem nhe hai..inko baat krne do na!
Tan: No Abhi! Ranbir tumhein aj kal najane kya hogaya hai! Fazool baton men intrest lene lage ho! (she takes her file and leave)
Chris: (grins and thn trying to act innocent) I'm extremely sorry Ranbir..!
Rex: No! (sternly) Its nt ur fault..i'll fix this matter rite away!!
He goes out..
Abhi: I'll be bak!
After Abhi leaves..
Chris: Tsk Tsk Tsk...poor poor Ranbir! Hw can u be so cruel baby! But its gud! as long as u want the life of ur lover..u hv to do this :D Very nyc...!!
For the first tym in the past few hours Armaan has left Ridhima's side for a cup of coffee..Ridhima sleeping soundly on the bed..her eyes swollen..her beautiful face nw turned dull...as if the tears which flew away frm her eyes taking the innocence and beauty off her face..She has grown weak and dull...her hand lying motionless on the bed...After a period of 5min . A soft hand outta nowhr cumz and holds her hand..She still couldn't feel anything...She moves her hand only whn a drop of tear falls frm her eye on Ridhima's hand...
Ridhima opens her eyes slowly...she couldn't see properly..Only a beautiful girl's face..a small girl of 2 yrs in front of her..."MOM!" The girl says..
"Ap kaise ho?!"
Ridhima smiles at her..and manages to speak..
Rid: Main theek hon Maya!
Maya: Mama..apko kya hogaya? (in a baby's voice)
Rid: Kuch nhe beta..bas kismat ne saath chor diya hai!
Maya: Kismat? woh kya hoti hai mama?
Rid: Woh ek aisi cheez hoti hai jo bhagvan humare saath iss duniya men bhejta hai..!
Maya: Mama ap bht weak lgrhe hain..ap rest karo..main jati ho!
Rid: Nhe Maya..tum mere saath ruko..yahin pe..
Maya: Thek hai magar ap apni ankhen band karen..aur sojayen!
Rid: Hmm..! (She closes her eyes)
After a min she opens again to find no one sitting wid her ... A tear flows dwn her eye...she closes her eyes again..
Rid: Mujhe maaf krdena Maya..I'm sorry!!
A soft hand wipes the tear and holds her hand..
"I'm sorry mama!! mujhe maaf karden!"
Ridhima still wid eyes closed..(thinks tht she is still imagining Maya)
Rid: Nhe Maya..galti tumhari nhe meri hai..mujhe aisa nhe krna chahiye tha!
Maya: Nhe ! meri galti hai..apne jo bhi kia apki majboori thi..mujhe aisa nhe karna chahiye tha! I'm sorry! (starts to cry)
Nw Ridhima realizes and opens her eyes to find Maya sitting nxt to her..holding her hand and crying loudly..Ridhima sits on the bed..as in a new life has been poured into her soul...
Rid: Maya! Tum..Maya...!! (holding her face) Tum...!! Mujhe...
Maya: Mama..mujhe maaf karden..maine jo bhi kia!
Rid: Nhe Maya..i'm sorry!
Maya: mama main apko kabhi chor ke nhe jaongi..i promise! humesha apke saath rahongi humesha!
Rid: Main tumhein apni nazron se door nhe hone dongi! (hugs her)
Both the mother and daughter hugging and crying their hearts out .... Ridhima is on the ninth sky today...She kisses Maya's forehead..Maya also crying loudly...
Maya: I love u mama!!
Rid: I love u too beta!!
Armaan enters to find both the daughter and mother hugging..he drops the cup of coffee...Shocked..unable to speak...he doesnt knw whether he is happy or sad??
Arm: Maya? Ridhima!
Maya separates frm the hug and luks at her father..She unable to control herself..runs to her father and hugs him...
Maya: Papa !! I'm sorry Papa..maine apse bht rude behave kia..mujhe..i'm very sorry! mujhe maaf krden plz..
Arm: (also hugging bak wid tears in his eyes) Nhe Maya! (carressing her hair) Galti insaan se hoti hai...aur tumne jo kiya ..tumhari jagah main hota toh main bhi yahi karta..ab ro mat..(wiping her tears)
On the bed Ridhima is also crying...after seeing Maya and Armaan together...Both Maya and Armaan cum to Ridhima..and the three of thm hug eachothr...Armaan kisses both the wife and daughter on their forehead..just thn a nurse enters..
Nurse: "Dr.Maya Mehra apko Dr.Abhimanyu bula rahe hain!"
Maya luks at her father thn speaks up..
Maya: Dr.Maya Mehra nhe..Dr.Maya Armaan Mallik!!" kahiye!
Arm: Ap jayen plz..woh ati hain!
Maya: Papa! Maine Abhi se bhi bht jaghra kiya hai...
Arm: Janta hon..uska muh bht latka hua tha..Janti ho Ridhima woh toh aisa lagraha tha jaise usko kisine bht mara hai!
Rid: Armaan..kyun tang krhe ho Maya ko...jao Maya..usse jake manao..go!
Maya: Papa jaon?
Arm: Han waise bhi mere rokne se ap rukti kya?
Maya: WOh toh hai !
The 3 of thm laugh...
Arm: Acha ab jao..isse pehle woh tumhara kharbooz..(Ridhima stares at him) Err...i mean tumhara Abhi aur naraz na hojaye!!
Maya: Ok..bye mom! (smiles and leaves)
Arm: Ab toh ap khush haina madame?
Rid: Hmm..bht! (hugs him) Love u Armaan!
Arm: Oye huye..beti milne ki khushi men itna pyar..!
Arm: Mazak krha hon! Love u too..!
Rid: (smies) :)
Nakkul and Reva are nw sitting bak in the shed..and hv nw decided to spend the night here..The moon is hiding behind the dark clouds...thunder...lighting..its like a big fourth of july !!!
Reva: Lagta hai barish hone wali hai!
Nak: Yea..hogi deff!
Reva: Dya like rains?
Nak: Yea..but nt tht much..and u?
Reva: I lovee rains!
Nak: Oh thts nyc.
Reva: Waise mujhe nai pata tha ke tum itna acha gate ho!
Reva: Ur welcum..! (after 5min) Mujhe bht bhuk lagi hai Nak!
Reva: Toh kya toh? i'm hungry! mujhe khana chahiye!
Nak: Mere paas koi jaadu ki chari nhe hai jo main khana leke aao!
Reva: Yahan ek shop haina tumhi ne toh kaha tha..wahan chck kro plzz!
He stands up and leaves the door..after 15min...
Reva: Kahan rehgaya?
Suddenly she hears a loud thunder..!
Reva: AHH!! (she shouts) ... bahar barish start hogai hai..aur aur Nak..! kya karon?
She stands up ... goes to the window..its raining heavily out thr..thunderstorm..!
Reva: Shit!! O'God! Yeh Nakkul ko itni der kyun lagrhi hai? its my fault!! shit!!
She opens the door..and steps outside in heavy rainfall...slowly slowly she moves...calling his name..
Reva: Nakkul!! Nakkul!! kahan ho tum...!! Nakkul!!!
She turns to find a few guys out thr..."locals" probably she thinks..
Reva: Hello..apne yahan kissi ladke ko dekha hai?
Guy1: Ladka? (he laughs) Baby...yahan hum hain...kissi ek ko choose krlo..!!
Reva: Nhe..actually mera ek friend hai..woh kahin kho gaya hai!
Guy2: Oh..thts nyc!! hum tumhari help krte hain..c'mon!
They move towards her..she steps bak..
Reva: Dekho! mere kareeb mat aana..i'm warning u..warna!
Guy3: Warna kya re? tu kya karegi!
Reva: Bachao!! helpp..!!
Guy1: Yahan koi nhe hai..sirf hum aur tum..!!
A guy cumz and tries to touch her but in return Reva kicks him..!!
Reva: Hayyaaa!! Kaha tha na maine..mere samne mat aana..tum nhe jante main BLACK BELT HON!!! Haayaa..!! anybody else wants a piece of me!!
She cumz and punches one guy...!! But the othr guy takes out a knife..
Guy3: (holding the knife) Heyy!!!
Reva luks at him in horror..As the holding knife cumz forward..
Reva: Dekho...dekho mere paas mat ana..dun u...! Help!!
Reva stepping bakwards bumps into a guy..she turns to find tht its Nak!
Reva: Nak!! oh Thnk God tum agaye!
She hugs him..
Reva: Thnk God tum agaye..! (starts to cry)
Nak: Reva! (sternly) Chill..main hon yahan..! (he gives Reva an umbrella..) ... Chill..inko main dekhta hon!
Guy1: Tu mare ga humein? (they laugh)
Guy2: Iski shakal toh dekh..aise nhe lagta jaise peesa hua kharbooz ho!!
The 3 guys laugh...
Guy3:(seriously) Dekh..humare raste se hat ja..isse pehle ke tujhe bina ticket baghvan ke paas jana pare!
Nak: Baghvan ke paas toh tum log jaoge!!
Reva: Nak..dhyan se..uske paas knife hai!! (holding his arm)
Nak: (lukin at her) Relax..!
Nak goes to him and kicks him rite in his chst..the guy falls dwn..Thus starts a fight between the four of thm...suddenly a guy cumz frm behind and hits his arm wid the knife...Blood starts to flw..Reva shouts...Nak manages to stand up...punches the guy hard..till he runs away...following his partners..Nak falls dwn in pain..Reva runs to him..
Reva: Nak..u fine..kitna khoon behrha hai!!
Nak: I..I'm fine!
Reva: Chalo...andar chalo!
She manages to take him inside..thn she begins to tie her scarf round his arm...
Reva: Sub meri galti hai..mujhe hi shok tha yahan rukne ka..na main tumhein persuade krti..aur na yeh hota!
Nak: (lukin at her innocent face) Aisi baat nhe hai...
Reva: Kya aisi baat nhe hai? tumhein chot ayi meri wajah se..itna khoon behraha hai...
Nak: (smiles) .........
Reva: Aise smile kyun krhe ho? main agar tumhari jagah hoti toh cheekh uthti!
Nak: Thts the difference between a gurl and guy! Waise i dint knw ke tumhein karate ata hai! Nice..very nice!
Reva: (nw calming dwn) Woh toh hai!! (she sits nxt to him)
Nak: Acha tell me one thing!
Nak: Tum bahar kyun ayi? jab maine tumhein mana kia tha toh??
Reva: er..woh..main toh..unhi ayi! (confused)
Nak: Mere liye ayi na??
She luks at him...her hair on her face...
Reva: (confused ... she luks dwn) Main...
Nak: (moving her hair bak) Main janta hon...ke tum mere liye ayi thi!!
Reva: (confused) Nhe...woh...mujhe...mujhe darr lgraha tha!
Reva: Isiliye..kyunki..bht barish horhi thi na!
Nak: Toh tum darr gayi thi? ke mujhe kuch ho toh nhe gaya?
Reva: NHE! Main...mujhe darr lagraha tha ke..
Reva: Mujhe neend arhi hai..! gud nite!!
She is abt to stand whn Nak holds her hand and pulls her dwn..thn cumin closer to her ear..he whispers..
Nak: Kahin tum mujhse pyar toh nhe karne lagi?
Nak: Soch lo...(smiles) Gud nite!
He stands up frm his place...holding his arm wid the othr hand..he goes and lies on one side...! She is still watching him..amazed...
Reva: (slowly) Yeh Nakkul ko kya hogaya hai? achanak...ya mujhe kuch hogaya hai?? Man! jake soja!! kissi ko kuch nhe hua!! tujhe neend arhi hai..aur kuch nai!!!
She luks at him once again..he has kept his cap on face and is sleeping soundly! She takes her scarf and goes to a corner..thn lies dwn to sleep...
Nak: (removing the cap frm his face) Main janta honke tumhein kya hua hai..lekin tum yeh samajh nhe parahi...but dun worry...i'll help u wid this! Gud nite Reva!!! (he shouts)
Reva: Huh? gg..gud nite !! ("YEH JAGA HUA HAI!??")
They both go to sleep...!
Thts all for today! c u all nxt tym..till thn u ppl take care of urself and othrs around u..Hv a gr8 weekend ahead :)
Lots of love,
Labels: Rok Sako To Rok Lo
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DIL SE DIL TAK 28
salzi, yashika, vish, akshu, simi, lovi, neha,nishi, pooja, akriti, sitara, vj,reshama, tanisha,,,
Thank u guise for your comments and also for birthday wishesh u really made it special….
I know am posting after long time..actually my mom was not well so I have to be with her…so I wont got time to write ..but now my mom is well..so I post this part…plz read it and comment on it…
It couls have some mistakes bear with me ,,I will update next one soon…..
Yash: cha ab ja …aur sun jaldi aana…
Ar: oh pa u the best dad in the world…
Yash: acha jo jane diya to best dad….or worst ha….not fair dude….
Ar: u are always best…u the only who is always with me….not like..
Yash: acha bas bas…now go..i wont want my sweet daughter-in-law to be angry any more..(armaan smiles and leave)
Padma: are aap yaha ho …aap aise yaha kyu kade ho kuch pareshani hia?(seens the time malliks leaves the guptas shanky was sounding upset..he was lost in his world standing in balcony when padma disturb him..)
Shanky: nahi maine bas wo..riddhima ke bare maine soch raha tha..
Padma: kitani khush thin aaj…aap bekar maine hi pareshan ho rahe the armaan kitana acha ladaka hia..aur usake pita bhi…
Shanky: ha armaan ke pita bahot ache hia par isaka ye matalab nahi ke armaan bhi.
Padma: aap kehana kya chahate hia
Shanky: padma pata nahi kyu par aaj bhi miane armaan pe bharosa nahi kar pata hu…apani beti ko usake hatho sopana..muje
Padma: isaka malab aapane bas hamari wajase hi is rishtye ko hami bhari hai
Shanky: nahi iase bat nahi hai…muje pata hia armaan riddhima se pyaar karata hia..muje usake pyaar pe koi shaq nahi hia par ..kya karu beti ka pita hi shayad issilye…
Padma: aap bekar maine hi pareshan ho rahe hai muje pura yakeen hai riddhima waha bahot khush rahegi..
Shanky: ha janata hu…waha yash jo hoga muje yash pe pura bharosa hai..aramaan se bhi jyada…
Padma: muje bharosa hia k eek din aapako yahi yakeen armaan pe bhi hoga
Shanky: I hope…ab chale kafi rat ho chuki hai subhe hospital bhi jana hai..
Mus: (phone rings)hello
Voice: hey!!! Sweety…
Voice: jo tuje sabase jyada chahata hia..is puri duniya maine..
Mus: ab itane sare hia nam batao na…(smilingly)
Voice: are mera malab hia maine tuje iss duniya maien sabase jyada chahata hu…oye maine rahul hu mere alava aur kon hai?
Mus: tu hi hai baba..kankhajure tu ye bat thik se nahi bol sakata tha…
Ra: tere se koi romance bhi nahi kar sakata hai…
Mus: oye..ye kya romance tha?
Ra: aur nahi tho kya maine koi case discuss kar raha tha?
Mus: rahul ke bachhe romance kya phone par hota hia…romance karana tha to ghar…(she stops in betn as she get realize what was she just going to say)
Ra: (he was stunned on her words..)muskan…sun rahi ho.
Ra: to tu sach maine chahati hia ke maien ghar aake tere sath romanace…
Mus: oye chup kar dhakal dekhi apani aayeene main…
Ra: roj dekhata hu…tujase achi hai…khair chod maine bas tere ghar aa raha hu…
Mus: oye ..chup kar…aur muje tang mat kar ..samaja…(and she cuts the call blushing…she just turn to go and phone rings again…)
Mus: ye rahul pitega mujase…(she just pick the phone) rahul khabardar jo ghar aaya to?(from other side..)
Man: oye…puttar ji…kya hua..tu damad ji ko ghar kyu nahi aane de rahi hi..phirase koi zagada kiya kya?(actually guise muskans parents still don’t know abt their fake wedding..they still think that muskan and rahul are living together as husband and wife….)
Mus: papaji aap…
Papaji: ha..aur kon..tu pehale bata..damad ji kaha hai…
Mus: are papaji nahi..wo bas kya hia na..(think a bit ) meri thodi tabbayit kharab thi..aur wok eh rahe the ki..hospital se duty chod ke aajayenge…bas to maien unhe hi mana kar rahi thi…
Papaji: oh,,mere sher puttar ko ki hoya?....tu thikse apana khayal rakhati hia na?
Mus: are papaji bas maine thik hu..aur maien apana khayal rakhati hu…
Mumiji: (taking phone from her dad) aur usane nahi rakha to damad ji to jaroor rakhate honge..haina…(muskan was feeling bad that she was lying to them)
Mus: ha…mumji aap dono kaise ho?
Mum: are bas thik hia..tu bata..teri badi yaad aati hia puttar
Mus: muje bhi…
Mum: pata hia hum dono tujase milane aane wale hai…
Mus: kya ..kab..?
Mum: kya hoya..tu aise kyu? Tuje khushi nahi hui?
Mus: ha maine bahot khush hu..yakeen hi nahi ho raha meri khushi pe..itani khush hu…
Mum: oye..hum jaldi aajayenge tuje bata denge nikal ne se pehale..…damad ji ko batana..aur apana khayal rakhana..(cut the call)
Mus: oh babaji ab ye kya…ab miane kya karungi…..rahullllll……..
(anjali was dead for the world she was actually sleeping ghode beck ke….but ridz was not able to sleep she was just taking the turns….there were two reason for this first she was still cant believe that every thing is going good with her relationship..and second armaan who else she was really angry with him….but still whenever she close her eyes his face flash..kya kare munda hia hi aisa….)
Ridz: maine na armaan se bat hi nahi karungi..are ye to hadd ho gayi..aisa majak agar papa ko bura lagata to? ...papa(then she just realize what she said and blush to her own words…coming back in sence..)but chahe jo ho maine iss bar nahi manewali..atleast aise aasanise to nahi..bas nahi..ha par ye armaan muje sone bhi nahi deta maine usase itana ghusa hu phir bhi kyu muje usaki yaad aa rahia hai…nahi maine nahi manane wali…(there was war betn her heart and mind and she just hide her face in pillow and again try to sleep……she was talking to herself but there was someone who was listening all this and was mesmerized with her innocence ….actually armaan had made his entry by window but when he enter in her room he heard her talking to herself and hide behind curtains ..)
Ar: (to himself)kya ladaki hia ye….khud pagal hia ya muje bana diya hia…ohh I love u riddhima…more than anything…more than my life..i just love u…(then he goes near riddhimas bed..her eyes were shut ..she was really trying hard to sleep but..armaan was just staring at her)
Rd: (to herself her heart beets were increasing rapidly )muje ho kya raha hai..muje aise kyu lag raha hai ke.armaan mere bahot kareeb hia,….nahi ridz wo yaha kaise hoga..wo apane papa ke sath hoga…phir mere dil ki dhadakane aise…
Ar: apane dil ki suno …mind ki nahi…(riddima open her eyes with a jerk..she was goint to scream...)ARma,….(armaan just put hi hand carefully on her mouth to prevent her from screaming) pata hai mera nam muje..aise chilla ke batane ki jaroorat nahi hai..(and remove his hand..)
Rid: ha pata hia…tum yaha kya kar rahe ho..(armaan was about to say something but she cut him betn) mujase bat karane aaye ho to chale gao muje tumane koi bat nahi karani hai..
Ar: nahi maine to yaha aisaliye aaya kyuki tum muje yaad kar rahi thi…
Rid: kya?..nahi to maine tumhe kyu yaad karungi maine to so rahi thi..aur tum (he was still sitting on her bed with her..)yaha se utho aur jao…(she held his hand and come on terrace ) jao…
Ar: nahi..wo kya hia na maine chala gaya to tumhe nind nahi aayegi..
Rd: ye tumase kisane kaha…muje bahot nind aa rahi ahi..aur agar tum nahi ho to aur bhi achi nind aayegi…
Rd: armaan yaha se jao muje tumase koi bat nahi karani…
Ar: ok..am sorry..maine tumhe batane wala tha but seriously time hi nahi mila muje…and then pa ne hi muje mana kar diya wo khud tumhe batana chahate the,,,am really sry basket
Rd: ho gaya ab jao…
Ar: riddhima (she just turn her face away) basket..(he hold her by her shoulder and make her face him) am really sry …plz muje maff karado
Rd:a rmaan tum na..tumhe pata hia maine kitana dar gayi thi ..aur phir mall main agar maine kuch utla sidha bol deti to..agar pa…(then correcting) tumhare papa ghusa ho jate to…armaan tum jao bas…
Ar: wo ghusa nahi hote..aur hamare papa(pressing word hamare)ke bare maine tum kabhi ulta sidha nahi kehati muje pata hia..tum ho itani achi ke tum keh hi nahi sakati…
Rd: ha maine bahot achi hu aur tum bahot bure ho..jao maine tumase pyaar hi nahi karati…(she doesn’t mean what she said but its mean lot for him..he just hold her hand and make her turn to face him..as her back was facing him…he hold her with her shoulder)
Ar: pyaar nahi karati tum mujase…(ridz just nod her head in no, armaan just pull her more close to him…)meri aakho maien dekh kar kaho..(riddhma was lost in his eyes.there was pain ..care..love…possoin…for her…she said nothing..just keep staring at him…)plz riddhima chahe jo saza dena muje..mujase bat mat karana…par ye kabhi mat kehana kit um mujase pyaar nahi karati…(his eyes were moist ..tears were also rolling on her checks..he just turn and took few step aways from her his back was facing her..)janati ho mere pa ke alava koi nahi tha jo mere iatan kareeb tha…maine kisiko apane kareeb nahi aane dena chahate tha ..muje lagata tha ke agar koi mere dil ke kareeb aayega to wo mera dil tod dega muje hurt karega,,aur issilye maien pyaar pe bhi jakeen nahi karata tha..par riddhima tum mere life maien aayi aur..maien apane aap ko na tumhare kareeb jane se rok saka aur nahi tumhe mere dil ke kareeb aane se..tum mere liye meri jan ho riddhima…tumahari wajase maine jindagi ko jana hia,,aur ab tum meri jindagi ban chuki ho..riddhima maien janata hu ke bahot bura hu hamesha tumhe satata hu..pareshan karata hu…problems creat karat hu par trust me maien tumase bahot pyaar karata hu..aur karata rahumga..tumase pyaar karana ab mere bas maien hi nahi hai..ye bas mere saso ke sath jud gaya hai jo bas badata jata hai…aur shayad ye sasse thamane ke bad bhi na ruke…(his eyes were wait..he couldn’t say anything further…and her tears were falling fast on her check she just run and hug him from behing….armaan just turn and cup her face and clear her tears..)riddhima plz rona mat..tumhare aasu mujase nahi dekhe jate,,jab inhe dekhata hu na I feel helpless…plz don’t cry…am sorry ridhima trust me mera tumhara dil dukhane ka koi irada nahi tha…(and he just hold his ears ..riddhima smile at his childish act and hold his hands in her…and kiss his hand…)
Rd: am sorry armaan mera wo matlab nahi tha,,maine to bas …armaan maine bhi tumase..(she just cant complete her sentence as there were no word for her today..tears are again framing in her eyes…she just hug him and said) thank u armaan ..thank u for being in my life..i love u…(armaan to hold her close to him..hiding her in his strong arms..)
Ar: I love u to bascket….waise muje pata hia tumne wo sab aise hi kaha tha…asal maine to tum muje hi miss kar rahi thi…
Rd: (parting from hug..)kaise…?
Ar: isaka matalab tum muje miss kar rahi thi..(ridz just bite her toung)
Rd: nahi…maine kyu tumhe miss karungi..nahi
Ar: bascket bat chupane ka fayada nahi hia,,maine tumhari sare bate sun lit hi…man bhi lo mujase bat kiye bina..mile bina tum so bhi nahi sakati..
Rd: (her face was flushed) tumhe..(turning away from him)shakal dekhi tumane apani ..tumhe miss karungi…
Ar: ha roj dekhata hau janata hu bahot handsome hu..par..(he just hold her and make her face him..she just get jam on his chest and he look in her eyes..)jabhi tumhari aakho me apani shakal dekahta hu pata nahi kyu..jyada khush..lagata hu hamesha apane aap ko waha pata hu..lagata hai ki bas waha meri hi talash thi aur meri hi jagah hai…hia na?
Rd: (just nod) hamesha ke liye..(and close her eyes armaan come close to her and kiss her both eyes.and forhead..riddhima just hide her face in his chest..)
Ar: oye hoye…waise tumhe sona chahiye..(ridz just look up with questing eyes)ha mera matalab hia ab tumhe sona chahiye..
Rd: (coming out from hug) ha kal duty bhi hia…
Ar: are nahi..malab wo hai..but kya hai na(coming close to her) ab hamari shadi tay ho gayi hai na..
Ar: to abhi jitana sona hai solo..shadi ke bat to..maine tumhe sone nahi dunga na…(his face was really close to hers…his lips was going to touch hers.when she just kiss on his cheek and runaway..)
Rd: (running..)wo hum bad maine dekh lenge…bye ab jao..
Ar: (he was in shock of happiness he never have think that riddhima will do something like that.. ..and just smile comes on his lips..) ohh I love her….
Sanjeevani locker rooms
( riddhima enter in locker room it was all empty..she was going towards her locker when she just lost her balance as her foot get fumble with bench..she was going to fall but two strong arms hold her in air….she had close her eyes in fear..some of her hair was falling on her face..armaan just smile at her..and remove that hair from her face and lock them behind her ear ..riddhima eyes were still close..)
Ar: riddhima ji apane aakhe kholiye aap bilkul sahi salamat aur..sahi jagah pe hai..(ridz open her eyes and find armaan staring at her…armaan just whisper) meri bahome don’t u thing this the perfect place for u…(ridz just down her eyes and turn into red…)oye hoye
Rd: armaan (he make her stand on her feet…but doesn’t let her go..he just keep her holding )armaan chodo muje koi aajayega…
Ar: ha to ab to sabako pata hia ke tum meri ho…(he said with such a passion which make her blush more…he just smile at her..)aur tumhare aur mere sasur ji aur meri sasu mom ne bhi permission de di hia..to…
Rd: (cutting him)ha par meri sasu ma I mean tumhari mom wo to baki hia na..(with this armaans lost his smile…)
Ar: unaki permission ki koi jaroorat nahi hai pa ne kaha na wo kafi nahi hai
Rd: ha par armaan
Ar: nahi riddhima maine kaha na unaki koi jaroorat nahi hai ye shadi ko lekar unhe koi problem nahi hogi..
Rd: ha armaan I know that but unako puchana to padega na…kya tumane unhe bataya?
Ar: (getting little angry) nahi maine kaha na papa ko bataya to kafi hai ..
Rd: ha par unhe batana to chahiye na armaan..i mean tumhare mom and dad dono ki permission ke bina hum kaise?
Ar: riddhima shadi hame karani hai and tumhare mom dad to hai na..aur unhe koi problem nahi hogi …waise bhi papa ko pata hi na wahi kafi hia..maine kaha na bas
Rd: armaan har bar jo tumane kaha wo nahi hoga..aise kaise muje tumhare ghar tumhare mom aur dad donoki ki permission ke sath hi kadam rakhana hai…I know unhe koi problem nahi hoga par tum unhe kuch batate kyu nahi ho…aur unak ye haq banata hia ke wo apani hone wali bahu se shadi tay hone se pahale mile…
Ar: riddhima tum iss bat ko itana seriousaly kyu le rahi ho..maine kaha na …aur wo shadi me aayegi tab tumase milalenge na …
Rd: armaan ye tumhare lye itani si bat hogi mere liye nahi mere liye ye bahot badi bat hia aur kafi mayane bhi rakhati hai…..par tumhe to bas apani hi..
Ar: riddhima what u mean by tumhe bas apani hi…kehana kya chahati ho muje tumhari tumhari feeling ki koi kadar nahi hia?
Rd: (she was about to say something but just then both heart muskan screaming from outside as she was coming towards the locker room…)
Muskan and rahuls problem…
Armaan and bike race…accident while that…
Anything can happen……..
That’s it for todat guise I kone maine bahot time liya hia then also this is small one…
But promise I will update next one soon,,,do read this…
Labels: Dil Se Dil Tak
Wednesday, July 8
Serial: Dil Mil Gaye (Dill Mill Gayye)
Channel : Star One
Date: July 8th, 2009
Author's Notes: Atlas Shrugged is something that I read once in every six months and I get a new perception of certain things every time I read.
I request you guys to give this story a shot and read it with an open mind. Title of the story is ironic to the storyline itself. You will see why :-)
Reviews and discussions are most welcome!
"This is John Galt speaking"
The thing that makes you sure is a moral premise.
-Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
He found her sitting in cafeteria talking to their friends and casually sipping coffee. He failed to recognize any distress on her face. Her sister however sounded panicky when she had called him. There were still few hours to begin his shift, but the news had jolted him out of his deep slumber. Riddhima had a disciplinary hearing that morning. It was most likely that she would be suspended for at least a month. The reason – she had performed a surgery the night before without intimating senior staff of the hospital thus breaking the protocol specially designed for interns. The senior doctor had been notified half way through the surgery and he had rushed to Operation Theater. She was asked to leave and she had gone back to her work as if nothing had happened.
Unfortunately it wasn't something that he had not expected. They had been together for few months already and he had started realizing why her sister confused her idealistic point of view as navet. It had tickled him when she was being preachy about bureaucracy, red tape, rules and guidelines. But what had made him believe that it wasn't her navet but belief in her own morals drove her to do things that she did; like her current predicament. As he approached the group, he knew that it was going to be a very long day.
While everyone looked glum including him, she looked no different from any other day; amused and eager to learn. She smiled him a hello when she saw him approaching her table. He gave her a weak smile and waved to the group. Her sister breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him.
"You are here quite early", she asked him very well knowing the reason for him being there. He sighed and sat on a chair opposite to her.
"Why did you do it?" he dived into conversation without wasting time on exchanging greetings with anyone.
"Who is John Galt?" she answered him. It seemed as if she was mocking his pretense of not understanding the situation or her judgment when she donned scrubs. While everyone around them looked surprised with her question his shoulders stooped in defeat.
"Is John Galt someone you know?" her sister asked him. He laughed at the expression that the girl sported. He was laughing at the irony of the statement.
"No Anjali. Your sister is making a reference to a novel which we both have come to enjoy and bicker about endlessly", he answered with a lifeless smile. He still could not believe the timing in which Riddhima had used that statement. Everyone was talking amongst themselves coming up with probable questions and theories about what discussions might take place. One of their friends suggested that she should apologize to the hospital board while her sister suggested that she should simply accept her mistake and accept any action against her without much hassle; perhaps they would expunge her records if she promised a good behavior in future.
"It was not a mistake nor was I wrong in my diagnosis. I am not apologizing for doing my duty", she answered in a clear and crisp voice. Her voice had gone cold and had razor sharp edges. He had a bad feeling about it. Her sister was first one to react.
"But Riddhima, you did break the rule and perhaps by the time you did that surgery, you might have broken a handful of them. Isn't that wrong of you to do so even when we were given specific instructions by this hospital's legal department when we started working in this hospital?"
"Yes, I did break few rules", she answered without breaking her gaze with her sister.
"Then shouldn't you be asking pardon from board members? Shouldn't you make them believe that this is a one time mistake and it will not repeat? You have had an exemplary record till now, so they might consider it", her sister asked her earnestly. She didn't answer her sister but she however was amused by her sister's logic. He knew that these conversations would get them nowhere and he was getting mildly agitated with her attitude. As the table fell quiet, he picked up the conversation and decided to get some answers from her.
"When I first read Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand, I thought that the line – 'Who is John Galt' was a representation of achieving something impossible or asking questions for which there were no answers in reality. But through the course of novel, I realized that that statement was ironic. Whenever a character used that statement they were merely saying – 'Isn't it obvious?' That's what Riddhima also meant", he said not looking at anyone. His gaze was fixed on a stain on the wooden tabletop and he could sense everyone's stare on him.
"That is one way of looking at it", she answered. He lifted his head to meet her gaze. Her face had a calmness which he didn't expect that anyone in her situation would pose.
"There is another?" he asked her curious.
"It's sarcasm. It's telling a person that – 'you and I know the truth but I am too scared to utter it. That's why I am using this line instead'", she replied. Her tone lacked any sense of mockery which actually surprised him.
"What are you going to do?"
"I am going to tell the truth", she stated in an 'obviously' tone.
"Are you going to tell them why you did it?" he asked her.
"Armaan, as a doctor, my diagnosis was to perform surgery immediately. I recommended the same to the family of the patient. Since we could not get any senior doctors on time, I performed surgery", she explained as if she was speaking with a bunch of five year old kids.
"Wasn't it possible to find a workaround for the situation till a senior doctor came in to picture?" It was Muskaan who asked that question.
"Sometimes a problem might have many solutions. In that case, every solution comes with a cost. I picked up the one with least cost and high accuracy. It was question of a life", she answered as a matter of fact.
"You took that decision at the cost of your career. Do you think your sacrifice is worth it?" Rahul asked her incredulously.
"Sacrifice? Are you insulting me Rahul?" her eyes flashed. She took a deep breath to calm herself and continued.
"I did what I did last night because that's what I believe was the right thing to do in that situation. I was merely performing the duty that I was assigned", she replied. She saw blank faces all around her except his, which was morose looking.
"Riddhima, if you answer this way, then they will surely suspend you", Anjali looked near to tears.
"Is there something grossly wrong in the logic that I presented?" she asked everyone. No one responded. She mused if anyone actually saw her point of view at all. She knew that he understood her decision but she was mildly surprised when he hadn't openly supported her.
"Riddhima, your logic has a flaw", Armaan answered. She raised an eyebrow.
"The whole argument is based on a person's subjective observation, beliefs, ideology, judgmental capability and intelligence. Note that none of these can be measured across demography separately. There are rules and guidelines in place because of the very same reason. It's not to measure someone's capability or intelligence but to achieve a uniform and predictable output from a given set of individuals", he finished.
"Armaan, what you are saying is not a flaw but a contrived reasoning for existence of rules and regulations in the first place."
"How is that?"
"Every individual is aware of his capability at every point of time and that is the absolute truth that almost everyone is afraid to accept. They hide behind rules, policies, and philosophies which gives ample reasoning to cover incapability of ones self. To simply put, if everyone did their work sincerely and the way it was expected out of them, then why would anyone want any rules?"
"It's because people are not that way."
"Exactly. There is no loyalty between two humans. Ergo, enforce it using rules", she answered resignedly. He looked at her and gave her a defeated smile. Everyone else around her was watching both of them silently.
"So you are not going to defend yourself?"
"No, I am not."
"This could mean a blotch on your perfect career."
"I know. I also know that this also not the last one."
"What are you going to achieve out of this?"
"It's not what I am going to achieve Armaan, it's what I am holding onto; it's what I am trying to preserve in myself."
"What are you trying to preserve?"
"Is it more important than your career?"
"It's important than my life."
"This is not the end of your struggle against system."
"I know that it's just the beginning."
"Do you think you can make it?" At this, his voice got heavy. But he could not stop his questions.
"No. And that's because people who make and rule the world are my exact opposites." She seemed very sad at this. She had casually accepted the reality.
"Don't you want to change the world?"
"No. No one can change this world because people who make this world are not ready to change."
"I know." He accepted.
"I should probably go now", she said gather her stuff and hurrying for the exit. She heard many "Good Lucks" and "Take Cares" as she packed her belongings. She noted that he had not said anything to her. As the group dispersed, with unshed tears in his eyes he muttered a quiet 'Good Bye' to her.
He knew that this was first of many hurdles that she was going to face. He hoped to be there next to her each time it happened so.
Tuesday, July 7
Serial: Dil Mil Gaye (Dill Mill Gayye)
Channel : Star One
Date: July 7th, 2009
Those of you, who haven’t read it, here are the parts for you. Especially Angel, Niateen, Catherine, Pooja, Sonia and more silent readers who seem to have forgotten me. See… I remember you.
Riddss, Armaan, Niha, Vedi, Zoya, Neha, Mansi, Sonali, Sanjana, Anu, Rima, Sasya, Khushi, Pankhuri, Roshni, Aleena, Mits, Kavya, Vineeta, Ammy, Adi, Kittu, Danish. Sitara, Shraddha, Dipika, Chitra, Prats, Sadia, Rai, Sneha, Maya, Akshara, Anupama, Anusha, Amina, Anand, Diamond Girl, Youvana, Master, Priya, Kaustav, Sunny, Diksha, Nirav, Sonu, Roshni, Jay, Ankita, Maggie, Harprit, Agamani, Komal, Aditi, Tanya, Bagu, Salman… I know you all have read the parts. Thanks for reading. Read them again!
Comments not at all necessary. Please do read my messages.
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!
The characters, events, places, medical procedures and/or treatments depicted in this series are purely fictitious.
Messages from me to you
“Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me”
Surprised? Don’t be. Just ask yourself: what is your duty towards your nation and the world. And try to fulfill it.
Don’t ever let your love go. Chaahe kitni bhi mushkilein kyun na aayein, never ever let go of your love. True love comes just one time for you. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define & IMPOSSIBLE to live without.
Warning: Read only one part a day. I’ll not be able to update for the next 2-3 weeks because I’ll be busy in my admission procedure.
The characters, events, places, medical procedures and/or treatments depicted in this series are purely fictitious.
Ridhimaa was stunned and so was Armaan. Tears were glistening on Ridhimaa's cheeks like diamonds. Armaan could not believe his eyes. Was the person standing before him, Ridhimaa? She was looking so different. Her revealing short bustier, the maroon jacket, her jeans and top of all, her curly hair. Surely he was making some mistake. She was not Ridhimaa, she couldn't be Ridhimaa. But then, her face, her eyes, her tears were all like Ridhimaa's.
Just then Maan came there.
Maan: Dr.Mallik! How nice to see you! Mujhe abhi-abhi pata chala ki ye Hotel aapka hai... main aapko dhoondh raha tha aur...
But Armaan had his eyes only for Ridhimaa. He was not blinking lest she should disappear. Maan followed his gaze and saw Ridhimaa.
Maan: (forgetting Armaan on seeing Ridhimaa in tears) Kya hua Riddhi? What... tum ro kyun rahi ho? Kisine kuch kaha kya? Riddhi... please... stop crying...
But Ridhimaa was crying uncontrollably.
Armaan: (in a constricted voice) I'm… I’m sorry Ridhimaa...
Both Maan and Ridhimaa turned to look at him.
Maan: Aap... aap Riddhi ko jaante hain? Riddhi... what did he do? Riddhi... kuch to bolo...
Armaan was watching the two. He did not know who this young man was and how he was with Ridhimaa and what was Ridhimaa doing here, wearing these clothes. He did not know anything.
Meanwhile, Gazal had been searching for Armaan. She found Armaan standing there and rushed upto him.
Gazal: (to Armaan) Main aapko kahaan-kahaan dhoondh rahi thi aur aap yahaan khade hain... very bad! Ab chaliye mere saath...
She was about to drag Armaan away when she saw that he had been talking to someone.
Gazal: Oh sorry... Armaan... aapko pehle bataana chahiye tha ki aap kisise baat kar rahe the... hye I'm Gazal... GS for short... Armaan ki girlfriend... aur aap?
Armaan and Ridhimaa both looked at Gazal in pure shock. Ridhimaa had stopped crying due to shock. Armaan's girlfriend? Maan gave a one-armed hug to Ridhimaa to comfort her which did not go unnoticed by Armaan.
Gazal: Oh to aap dono bhi BF-GF hain?
Maan: BF- GF?
Gazal: Boyfriend-girlfriend... aur kya?
Maan: Nahi... main to iska... iska... friend hoon. I'm...
Ridhimaa: (finding her voice back) Armaan...
Armaan, Maan: (together) Haan?
Both Armaan and Maan looked at each other.
Ridhimaa: (to Maan) Mujhe jaana hai... chalein?
When Ridhimaa looked again close to tears, Maan relented.
Maan: OK... chalo... bas rona nahi... tum rote hue bilkul bhi achhi nahi lagti...
Ridhimaa, who was about to turn, stopped. She had been expecting this. She knew Armaan would not let her go. But she was confused. Gazal was his girlfriend...
Gazal: Ridhimaa? Kaun? Kahaan?
Maan: (indicating Ridhimaa) She's Dr.Ridhimaa Gupta. You know her?
Gazal: (squealing with delight) Ridhimaa! Wow! Aap waapas aa gayi? Aapko sab bahut miss kar rahe the...
Tears again filled Ridhimaa's eyes.
Maan: (to Ridhimaa) Riddhi... tum Miss Gazal ko jaanti ho?
Ridhimaa shook her head in refusal.
Maan: Aur... Dr.Mallik ko?
Neither did Ridhimaa shake her head, nor did she nod. But the tears were rolling down her cheeks fast now at the mention of Armaan's.
Armaan: Bolo ki tum mujhe nahi jaanti... bolo... bolo na.
Maan: Dekhiye Dr.Mallik... aap Riddhi se aise baat nahi kar sakte.
Armaan: Main isse kaise bhi baat karun... aap kaun hote hain interfere karne waale?
Maan: Mind your tongue! Agar aapne Riddhi se baat karne ki zara si bhi koshish ki to mujhse bura koi nahi hoga.
Armaan: Meri marzi... main jisse chaahe baat karun... isme na tum kuch kar sakte ho aur na hi Ridhimaa...
Maan: (springing upon Armaan) You...
Armaan was no less. Infact, he was more. In a few seconds, Maan was gasping for breath. Armaan had him in tight hold. Ridhimaa was horrified to see them both fight.
Ridhimaa: (shrieking) Armaan!
She rushed forwards and pulled Armaan away from Maan. Armaan calmed down on Ridhimaa's touch. He held her hand.
Ridhimaa: (pulling her hand off) Let go of me!
Ridhimaa: Ye tum... kya kar rahe the? Maarna chaahte ho inhe? Hai na? To maaro... lekin inse pehle mujhe maaro...
Ridhimaa: (to Maan) Aap to chup hi rahiye... mujhe aapse ye ummeed nahi thi...
She was sobbing.
Ridhimaa: Aapne... aap dono ne mere vishwaas ko toda hai. Ye aansun sirf aap dono ki wajah se hain... sirf aap dono ki wajah se.
Maan and Armaan, both were dismayed. They had never wanted to be the cause of Ridhimaa's tears. Meanwhile, on hearing Ridhimaa's shriek, Anjali, Atul, Rahul, Muskaan and Shahrukh had run in that direction. They came there and saw Armaan and Gazal.
Atul: Kya hua GS? Armaan... hume kisi ki...
Then their gaze fell on Ridhimaa.
She ran forwards and pulled Ridhimaa into a hug.
Anjali: Ridzi... tum kahaan chali gayi thi? Oh Ridzi... I missed you...
Ridhimaa: (crying on her shoulder) I'm sorry Di... I'm very sorry...
After a few moments, both of them separated. Anjali smiled.
Atul: Ridz... tum ye... tumne ye kya pehna hai?
He was looking at Ridhimaa's attire.
Anjali: Shut up Atul!
Atul: Oh... sorry...
He too came up and hugged Ridhimaa. After him Muskaan and Rahul too hugged her.
Ridhimaa: (to both of them) Congrats...
Muskaan: Lekin agar tu hoti to ladkiyon ki team kum nahi padti.
Ridhimaa smiled. Then she looked at Kirti and Shubhankar. Kirti hugged her.
Kirti: Aap kahaan chali gayi thi Dr.Ridhimaa? Yahaan par sab bahut pareshaan the...
Ridhimaa: I'm sorry Dr.Kirti...
Shubhankar: (giving a one-armed hug to Ridhimaa) Chaliye... ab to aap waapas aa gayi hain na...
Ridhimaa: Wo sir...
She looked with her tearful eyes from the intern gang to Shubhankar and Kirti to Maan and finally to Armaan.
Maan: Yes of course...
Ridhimaa turned around so suddenly on hearing Maan's words that she was banged onto his chest. Maan held her and prevented her from falling. Armaan could not bear it.
Maan: Ouch! Careful!
Ridhimaa: Aapne abhi-abhi kya kaha?
Maan: Wahi jo tumne suna...
Anjali: Ridzi... ye kaun hain?
Ridhimaa: Ye... ye mere...
Shahrukh: Friend hain... right?
Maan nodded. Ridhimaa heaved a sigh of relief. The others looked at each other.
Anjali: Friend? Kab se?
Maan: Well... main Riddhi ko jaanta to 11th December se hoon lekin friends hum log shaayad 23rd Jan ko bane... right?
Ridhimaa did not answer.
Rahul: 11th December... matlab ki itne dinon se Ridhimaa aapke saath thi?
Maan: Haan... mere ghar me...
Muskaan, Anjali, Atul, Shubhankar, Kirti: (together, shocked) Aapke ghar me?
Maan: Haan... I mean... meri Mummy ke ghar me... well wo mera ghar bhi hai...
Anjali: Lekin... kyun? Ridzi... ye hai kaun? Tum itne dinon se inke saath...
Ridhimaa: Wo main aapko nahi bata sakti Di.
Gazal: But why? Ridhimaa... Anjali aapki behen hai. She has the right to know everything.
Ridhimaa: Wo... main...
Maan: (to Anjali) Tum Riddhi ki behen ho? You're Dr.Shashank Gupta's daughter?
Anjali: Yeah right.
Anjali: And what does this 'oh' mean?
Maan: Kuch nahi... Riddhi...
Maan: (ignoring Atul) Riddhi... tum... wo...
Ridhimaa: (angrily) Kya?
Maan: (scared due to Ridhimaa's anger and tears) Wo main...
Ridhimaa: (ordering) What? Aap kya kehna chaahte hain? Khul kar boliye... main bhi to sunoon...
Maan: (nervous) Tum darrati kyun ho? Itna gussa to kabhi Mummy ne bhi mujhpar nahi kiya...
Ridhimaa: Wo isliye ki wo ye nahi jaanti hongi ki aap...
She was fuming with rage.
Shahrukh: (intervening) Ridhimaa... calm down. Hum log kahin baith kar baat karte hain...
Ridhimaa: Mujhe koi baat nahi karni... mujhe jaana hai...
Maan: Kahaan? Hum log to yahin ruke hain... isi Hotel me.
Now it was Armaan's turn to get shocked.
Armaan: What? Yahaan?
Maan: Haan... yahaan. Main to Mumbai me pehli baar aaya hoon... aur Riddhi to airport se aate waqt taxi me hi so gayi thi... to taxi-driver ne mujhe bataaya ki ye Hotel kaafi achha hai... isiliye...
Shahrukh: Maan... tum chalo mere saath... let's sit down... is samay Ridz khaali hoga... wahin chalte hain... dinner bhi kar lenge aur baatein bhi ho jaayengi.
They all went away one by one. In the end, only Armaan, Gazal, Ridhimaa and Anjali were left.
Ridhimaa: Di... aap chalo... main aa rahi hoon...
Anjali, satisfied, went away. Now Ridhimaa found Armaan staring at her and Gazal staring at Armaan.
Gazal: Armaan... chalein? Ya fir aapka yahin rukne ka iraada hai?
Armaan: GS... tum jao... mujhe thoda kaam hai...
Ridhimaa: (sarcastically) Chale jao Armaan... Gazal kitne pyar se bula rahi hai. Don't worry. Main abhi bhagungi nahi.
Armaan: Tum apne aapko samajhti kya ho? Haan?
Gazal: (holding Armaan's hand) Armaan!
Armaan: (thundering) Leave my hand... GS. Aur tumne ye kyun kaha ki tum meri girlfriend ho?
Gazal: Wo to maine aise hi... mazaak me...
Ridhimaa: (to Gazal) Tum Armaan ki... girlfriend nahi ho?
Gazal: Waise literally to main girl friend hoon... main girl bhi hoon aur Armaan ki friend bhi... but if you are taking it in another sense... then no... itne kadwe karele ki main girlfriend nahi ho sakti. Mera boyfriend to sweet-sweet honey ki tarah hoga... inki tarah nahi jo har baat me...
Armaan: Enough! Ab tum jaogi?
Gazal: Aap bhi chaliye na... mujhe raasta nahi pata...
Armaan: Hadd hai... yahaan se seedhe jaakar left fir right. Ab jao...
Gazal: Main jaungi to aap kya karenge?
Armaan: (irritated) Main jo bhi karun... tumhe isse kya?
Gazal: Dekhiye... don't talk to me like this. Main bhi bahut kuch bol sakti hoon...
Ridhimaa: OK... OK... Gazal... main tumhe le chalti hoon... come...
Gazal: Thank God! Aap Armaan ki tarah nahi hain... chaliye... bye Armaan!
Armaan held his head. Gazal and Ridhimaa had started moving away.
Armaan: Ek minute... GS...
Gazal: Kya hua?
Armaan: Tum jao... mujhe Ridhimaa se kuch baat karni hai.
Gazal: To aisa boliye na... itni der se kya jhooth-jhooth bole ja rahe the ki koi kaam hai, koi kaam hai... main to kab se wait kar rahi thi... Ridhimaa... aap rukiye... main jaati hoon...
Ridhimaa: Nahi Gazal... mujhe abhi kisise koi baat nahi karni...
Gazal: Lekin Armaan to... unhe to baat karni hai...
Ridhimaa: To tum ussey baat kar lo. Main ja rahi hoon... tumhe aana ho to aao...
She went away. Gazal looked at Armaan apologetically. Armaan could do nothing but to glare at her.
Gazal: Sorry... main to bas...
She too ran away, seeing Armaan's dangerous, livid face.
At the Ridz: Atul, Anjali, Gazal, Muskaan and Rahul were sitting together. Shubhankar was sitting with Kirti. Armaan was sitting with Shahrukh and Maan was sitting with Ridhimaa.
Maan: Riddhi... tum kuch kha nahi rahi ho...
Ridhimaa: Mera mann nahi kar raha... aap khaiye...
Maan: Aise kaise? Chalo... thoda sa kha lo... mere liye...
Maan looked at her with imploring eyes and she could not refuse. Maan fed her with a spoon.
Ridhimaa: (after that very spoonful) Bas... ab nahi... please...
All had been watching this.
Anjali: Ridzi... kha lo warna tabiyat kharaab ho jaayegi...
Ridhimaa: Nahi Di... mera bilkul mann nahi kar raha... lag raha hai jaise zara sa bhi khaaya to vomiting ho jaayegi.
Kirti: Aap juice pi lijiye Dr.Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa: Nahi juice nahi... coffee piyungi...
Maan: Abhi subah se chaar baar to coffee pi chuki ho... kitni coffee piyogi?
Ridhimaa: Meri coffee ko nazar mat lagaiye. Aap jo din me dus baar mujhse chai banwaate hain... wo?
Maan: Wo kya hai na… chai mujhe bahut achhi lagti hai... aur tumhare haath ki bani chai itni achhi hoti hai ki...
Ridhimaa: Aapke ye sab kehne se mera gussa kum nahi hoga... so don't waste your time.
Maan: To fir kya kehne se hoga? Mujhe likh kar de do... main wahi sab kahunga...
Ridhimaa: Please... aap khaana khaiye... meri chinta karne ki zaroorat nahi hai aapko.
Maan felt bad. He started eating. After finishing, he paid the bill. Armaan stopped him.
Armaan: Tumhe bill pay karne ki zaroorat nahi hai...
Maan: Hai... zaroorat hai... main kisi ka ehsaan nahi leta.
Armaan: Ye ehsaan nahi hai...
But Maan had already paid the bill and had stood up.
Ridhimaa: Aap kahaan ja rahe hain?
Maan: Mera mann main kahin bhi jaun...
Ridhimaa: Aap mujhe chhodkar chale jaayenge?
Maan: Haan... tumhi ne to kaha tha ki mujhe tumhari chinta karne ki zaroorat nahi hai...
Ridhimaa: Aapko bura lag gaya?
Maan: Nahi... infact mujhe bahut khushi hui ki tum mujhse is tarah se baat kar rahi ho...
Ridhimaa: I'm sorry... aap ab bhi mujhse gussa hain?
Maan: Kyun? Gussa hone ka haq sirf tumhe hai? Mujhe nahi?
Ridhimaa: Armaan... suniye na...
Ridhimaa: Armaan... suniye to... please...
But Maan had started to leave.
Ridhimaa: (desperately) Maani Bhaiyya!
Maan stopped, shocked. Ridhimaa had called him 'bhaiyya' in front of everyone. The others too were in shock. They were thinking all sorts of things between Ridhimaa and Maan. Maan turned around. Ridhimaa got up, rushed upto him and hugged him tight.
Ridhimaa: I'm sorry bhaiyya... I'm really sorry...
Maan: Shh... ro mat...
He separated Ridhimaa from himself and then wiped off her tears.
Maan: Bhai ko behen se gussa hone ka haq to hota hai na?
Maan: Arrey... ye kya hua? Kahaan chali gayi?
Maan: Meri Riddhi ki smile... dhoondho... kahaan gayi... kahaan gayi...
He pinched Ridhimaa's cheeks a little. Ridhimaa smiled and then hugged him again.
Maan: Achha baba... maaf kiya...
Ridhimaa had not thought once before approaching Maan. She was in a fix now.
Shahrukh: Tumne abhi-abhi Maan ko bhaiyya kaha?
Anjali: Tum inhe kaise jaanti ho?
Ridhimaa: Wo main...
Armaan: Ridhimaa... kewal sach-sach kehna...
Ridhimaa: Wo... ye... ye...
She looked at Maan helplessly. Maan pressed her hand.
Maan: Main khud hi apna introduction de deta hoon. I'm Maan Saraswat, son of Mr. and Mrs.Prakash Saraswat.
No one could understand anything.
Armaan: Prakash Saraswat... maine ye naam kahin suna hai...
Then he remembered.
Armaan: (wrathfully) Tum... tum... tum us aadmi ke bete ho? Prakash ke? Jo... jo...
Maan did not speak. Armaan leapt up from his seat and rushed upto Maan and Ridhimaa. He pulled Ridhimaa away from Maan and held her by her shoulders.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... ye sab kya hai? Ye... ye... ye us insaan ka beta hai jisne Mamma ko...
Ridhimaa: Haan... ye wahi hain... ye mere bhai...
Armaan: Ye koi tumhara bhai nahi hai... ye sirf us insaan ka beta hai... dekhna ye tumhara faayda uthaayega... aur ye main nahi hone dunga...
Ridhimaa: Armaan meri baat suno... Maani bhaiyya apne Papa ke jaise nahi hain... wo bahut achhe hain...
Armaan: Nahi... tumhe nahi pata... tum kuch nahi jaanti... he'll use you.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... Maani bhaiyya mujhse bahut pyar karte hain. Unhone dil se mujhe apni behen maana hai... aur Mummy...
Anjali: Ridz... tum is aadmi ki baat maan rahi ho? Ye Prakash ka beta hai... jisne Mom ke saath...
Ridhimaa: Di... hum ek aadmi ki saza sabko kaise de sakte hain?
Shubhankar: Lekin Ridhimaa...
Kirti: Try to understand Dr.Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa: Mujhe kuch nahi samajhna... aap sab galat samajh rahe hain...
Atul: Nahi... tum galat samajh rahi ho...
Rahul: Haan Ridhimaa... ye... ye tumhara faayda uthaayega...
Muskaan: Rahul bilkul theek keh raha hai.
Ridhimaa: Aap log jaante hain, main Mumbai aana bhi nahi chaahti thi... Maani bhaiyya mujhe zabardasti lekar aaye ki main apni family aur friends se mil sakun... ye abhi bhi mujhe aap logon ke pass bhejne ko tayyar hain...
Armaan: Agar ye tayyar nahi bhi hota, to bhi main tumhe waapas iske pass nahi jaane deta... tum itne dinon se iske saath rahi... agar tumhe kuch ho jaata to... ye tumhe...
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tumhe vishwaas nahi ho raha na ki ye achhe honge? Hai na? Lekin tumhare pass kya proof hai ki ye bure insaan hain?
Anjali: Ridzi... ye Prakash ka beta hai...
Ridhimaa knew what she should say to convince them all.
Armaan: To ye ki Prakash jaise insaan ka beta bhi usi ke jaisa hoga. Khoon apna asar zaroor dikhaata hai.
Ridhimaa: Pata hai Armaan, ye jo tumne mujhse abhi-abhi kaha, yahi baat main ek baar pehle bhi sun chuki hoon... pata hai pehle mujhse kisne ye baat kahi thi?
Ridhimaa: Abi Jaan ne... mera matlab Salmaan Mallik... tumhare Papa ne...
Armaan fell silent.
Ridhimaa: Unhone tumhare baare me yahi sab kaha tha jo tum abhi-abhi Maani bhaiyya ke baare me keh rahe ho. Kya wo sach tha?
Armaan shook his face.
Ridhimaa: Tum bhi to Salmaan Mallik ke bete ho na? Unhone bhi tumhe marwaane ki koshish ki thi... wo bhi to achhe insaan nahi the na...
Ridhimaa: Jis tarah abhi tum Maani bhaiyya ko galat samajh rahe ho, usi tarah hum sabne tumhe galat samjha tha.
They all realised what Ridhimaa was trying to say.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... main ab fir se wahi galti nahi karna chaahti. Tum par na vishwaas karke, hum sabne tumhe kho diya tha... kya tum chaahte ho ki ab Maani bhaiyya par na vishwaas karke, main unhe bhi kho doon?
Armaan was speechless.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum Tamanna se pyar karte ho?
Armaan was surprised.
Armaan: Is sab me Tammy kahaan se aa gayi?
Ridhimaa: Armaan tum Tamanna se pyar karte ho ya nahi?
Armaan: Haan karta hoon... bahut pyar karta hoon.
Ridhimaa: Tum usey kabhi bhi, koi bhi nuksaan pahunchaane ke baare me soch bhi sakte ho?
Ridhimaa: Lekin Tamanna tumhari sagi behen to hai nahi... infact, usiki Ma ki wajah se Abi Jaan ne...
Armaan: Isme Tammy ki kya galti? Tum uske baare me aisa kyun keh rahi ho? Galti to Abi Jaan ki thi...
Ridhimaa: Yahi Armaan... main tumhe yahi samjhaana chaahti thi. Jo kuch Mom ke saath hua, usme Maani bhaiyya ki kya galti? Aur wo shaayad mujhse utna pyar na karte ho jitna tum Tamanna se karte ho, lekin mujhe pata hai wo mujhe kabhi bhi koi bhi nuksaan nahi pahuncha sakte.
Armaan: Lekin... agar usne tumhe kuch...
Maan: Main aisa kuch bhi karne ke baare me soch bhi nahi sakta. Aap nahi jaante Dr.Mallik lekin Riddhi ne us samay mera saath diya jab koi nahi tha.
Then he plunged into a speech and told them all how Rachna had called Ridhimaa, how Ridhimaa had gone there, helped him and Rachna. How he had behaved so rudely with Ridhimaa. How Rachna had died (here Ridhimaa started crying). How Maan had realised the importance of Ridhimaa in his life.
Maan: (concluding) Ye sach hai ki pehle main Riddhi ko apne Papa ki saza ke liye doshi maanta tha, lekin main jaanta hoon ki Riddhi ki koi galti nahi thi. Wo bina kuch soche, bina kuch maange, bina kuch poochhe meri aur Mummy ki help karti rahi. Apni family se door ho gayi, mere liye. Wo to yahaan waapas bhi nahi aana chaahti thi. Usey pata tha ki aap sab usey mujhse milne, baat karne, mere saath jaane se rokenge. Riddhi bahut achhi hai... main hi uska bhai banne ke kaabil nahi hoon... mere jaisa bura insaan...
Ridhimaa: (crying hard) Maani Bhaiyya please!
Maan: Dekha... tumhare in aansuon ki wajah bhi main hoon...
Maan too looked as if he would burst into tears anytime. Nobody knew what to do. Armaan gestured at Anjali. She came upto Ridhimaa and hugged her. Armaan went upto Maan and embraced him.
Armaan: I'm sorry Maan... I'm really sorry. Maine tumhe bahut galat samjha aur pata nahi gusse me kya-kya keh diya. Tum bure insaan nahi ho... bas haalaat bure hote hain. I hope ki tum ek bahut hi achhe bhai saabit hoge...
Maan: I hope so too Dr.Mallik.
Armaan: Call me Armaan.
Anjali was trying hard to pacify Ridhimaa. Ridhimaa was trembling. She did not notice the conversation between Armaan and Maan.
Anjali: Ridzi... Ridz... please chup ho jao...
Both Armaan and Maan looked towards Ridhimaa and rushed upto her.
Maan: Riddhi! Sab theek ho gaya... koi mujhe ab galat nahi samajh raha... Riddhi... please chup ho jao...
Ridhimaa tried hard to control her tears. She rubbed them off hard. But they again came back into her eyes. She again made to rub them off when Armaan held her hand.
Ridhimaa looked up at him. Armaan was looking very worried and guilty.
Armaan: I'm sorry Ridhimaa... maine Maan se maafi maang li... usne mujhe maaf bhi kar diya... tum bhi please ya to mujhe maaf kar do, ya fir mujhe meri saza bata do.
Ridhimaa: (hiccoughing due to tears) Tum... tumhari... tumhari saza...
Armaan: Haan... meri us galti ke liye jo maine jaan-boojhkar nahi ki... lekin meri wo galti mera gunaah ban gayi aur tum hum sabko chodkar...
Ridhimaa: Main... main tumhari wajah se nahi gayi thi... main to... main to...
Armaan: To tumne mujhe maaf kar diya?
Ridhimaa: Tumhari galti kya thi jo main tumhe maaf karun?
Armaan: Achha? Meri galti nahi thi? To fir phone par tumne sabse baat ki... sivaay mere. Sabko letter likh ke gayi... sivaay mere. Kyun?
Ridhimaa: Jhooth! Maine tumhe letter likha to tha...
Armaan: Oh haan! Bahut bada letter tha...
He delved his hand in his pocket and fished out a crumpled piece of paper and thrust it before Ridhimaa's eyes.
Armaan: Yahi tha na wo letter?
Ridhimaa scanned it. The only word which she had written in the letter had been smudged off. Ridhimaa took the letter in her hands and felt the place where 'Armaan' was written.
Ridhimaa: Ye... ye mit kaise gaya?
Armaan: (earnestly) Tumhe yaad nahi? Maine kaha tha na, tumhare aansuon se mujhe takleef hoti hai. Aur jab kisiko takleef hoti hai to aansun khud aa jaate hain. Tumhe jab apne aansuon ke alaawa aur kuch likhne ko nahi mila... to mujhe bhi aansuon ke alaawa aur kuch nahi mila padhne ke liye, yaad karne ke liye... itne dinon se tumhara yahi letter din me dus baar padhta hoon... aur har baar... har baar aansuon ke alaawa aur kuch nahi milta mujhe... aur kuch nahi...
Ridhimaa shook her head, trying to control her tears.
Armaan: Ye ho gayi letter ki baat... ab batao tum phone par mujhse baat kyun nahi karna chaahti thi?
Ridhimaa: Agar main tumse baat kar leti... to... to main kamzor pad jaati... mujhe itni himmat nahi thi ki main tumse kuch keh paun...
Armaan: Kuch keh nahi pa rahi thi to at least kuch sun hi leti... mujhe tumse kitna kuch kehna tha...
Ridhimaa: Kya kehna tha?
Armaan: Yahi ki...
He stepped closer.
Ridhimaa did not know if she wanted to hear the answer or not. She knew if Armaan would say anything, she wouldn't be able to control her emotions any more.
Armaan: Ki... tum ho to main hoon... tum nahi to kuch bhi nahi...
He stepped closer still. Ridhimaa kept stepping back.
Armaan: Ki... tum jahaan bhi raho, humesha khush raho...
He stepped closer till he was one feet away from Ridhimaa.
Armaan: Ki... main har kadam par tumhare saath hoon... har pal... chaahe tum apni problem mujhse share karna chaaho, na chaaho, main humesha tumhara saath dunga... tumhara pyar bankar nahi, to tumhara dost bankar. Ki... meri baaki ki saansein bhi main tumhare naam kar dena chaahta hoon. Ki... agar maut bhi tumhare saamne aayegi to bhi mere kadam peechhe nahi hatenge. Har pareshaani ko, har takleef ko, yahaan tak ki maut ko bhi mujhse hokar tum tak guzarna hoga. Ye... Armaan Mallik ka waada hai.
Ridhimaa lost her self control. She rushed forwards and hugged Armaan. Armaan responded with such emotions and passion that he lifted Ridhimaa off her feet. The others smiled seeing the two, except Maan and Gazal, both of whom were totally dazed at the happenings. A few seconds later, Armaan separated Ridhimaa from himself. She was still crying. Armaan's eyes were moist too.
Armaan: (raising his hands and wiping off Ridhimaa's tears tenderly) Aur ye ki... tumhare har aansun se mujhe aaj bhi utni hi takleef hoti hai...
Ridhimaa looked at Armaan. She was feeling very sorry. Armaan still loved her as much.
Ridhimaa: I'm... I'm...
Armaan: Dosti me no sorry, no thank you... yaad hai na?
Armaan: (shamefacedly) Tumne mujhe maaf kar diya na?
Armaan: Wo us din maine tum par...
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum agar mujhe wo baar-baar yaad dilaoge to main tumhe kabhi maaf nahi karungi. Tumhe kya lagta hai, kewal tum hi mujhe thappad maar sakte ho? Main bhi tumhe maar sakti hoon... infact tumse better maar sakti hoon... mujhe bahut practice hai... proof dikhaun?
Armaan: Nahi... iski zaroorat nahi hai... pehle ki saari practice mujh par hi to ki hai aapne... isse zyada ki na hi mujhe chaahat hai aur na hi zaroorat...
Shahrukh: Thank God tum logon ka emotional scene khatam hua aur sab kuch sort out ho gaya... warna mujhe to laga tha ki na tum ek doosre se baat karoge aur na...
Maan: Ek minute. Kya sab sort out ho gaya? Riddhi... tum aur Dr.Mallik...tum dono ek doosre ko kaise jaante ho?
Gazal: Aur aap dono ke beech chal kya raha hai jo main nahi jaanti? Aur shaayad Maan bhi nahi jaante... right?
Ridhimaa: Wo... Maani bhaiyya... wo... pehle main Sanjeevani me intern thi na...
Maan: Well... that's news to me. Tum seedhe-seedhe bataati ho ya...
Ridhimaa: (timidly) Bata to rahi hoon... Sanjeevani me Armaan mera colleague aur co-intern tha...
Gazal: Armaan aapke sirf co-intern the?
Ridhimaa: Nahi wo... mera matlab wo... we were best friends... hai na Armaan?
Armaan: Haan... we were kya, we are each other's bestest friends.
Gazal: (skeptically) Oh... sirf friends na... thank God aap dono ke beech aur kuch nahi tha warna mera kya hota?
The others looked at each other.
Gazal: Matlab simple... agar main Armaan se pyar karti hoon aur wo aapse pyar nahi karte to ek na ek din mujhse pyar karne lagenge... right?
Ridhimaa: (to Gazal, thunderstruck) Tum... tum... tum Armaan se pyar karti ho?
Gazal: Haan kyun? Any problem with that?
Ridhimaa: Haan? Nahi... mujhe kya problem ho sakti hai...
Armaan: Lekin... lekin mujhe problem hai...
Gazal: Kyun? Aapko kya problem hai?
Armaan: Tum mujhe bhool jao...
Gazal: Arrey waah! Aise kaise bhool jaun?
Armaan: Kyunki main... kyunki main tumse pyar nahi kar sakta.
Maan: Kyun? Aap try karke dekhiyega...
Armaan: Please... I know ki main... main GS se kabhi pyar nahi kar sakta...
Gazal: (ignoring Armaan, singing) Haule-haule ho jaayega pyar....
Armaan: Shut up! Mujhe koi pyar-vyar nahi hoga ab... kum se kum is zindagi me to nahi... muhabbat sirf ek baar hoti hai...
Gazal: Aur aapko wo muhabbat mujhse hogi.
Maan: Kyun nahi?
Armaan: Kyunki man kisi aur se muhabbat karta hoon...
Gazal, Maan: (together) Kissey?
Armaan: Main wo... main nahi bata sakta...
Maan: Ye sab sirf bahaane hain... aapko kisi se koi muhabbat nahi hui hai... aap jhooth...
Armaan: Don't you dare! Meri muhabbat jhoothi nahi hai. Arrey tumhe kya pata muhabbat kya hoti hai. Main jaanta hoon ki main Ridhimaa se kitni muhabbat karta hoon aur uske alaawa aur kisi ke baare me soch bhi nahi sakta. You both just shut up!
Maan: (demanding) To aap Riddhi se pyar karte hain Dr.Mallik?
Armaan was in a dilemma.
Armaan: Wo main...
Maan: Answer me straight. Do you love her?
Armaan: Yes I do.
Gazal: Aur Ridhimaa... aap?
Ridhimaa: Wo main... tum...
Gazal: Agar main kahun ki main Armaan se pyar nahi karti to?
Ridhimaa: Kya matlab?
Gazal: Matlab ye ki main Armaan se pyar nahi karti. Main sirf aap dono se sachchayi sunna chaahti thi. Armaan ne to bata diya... ab aap kya karengi?
Ridhimaa: Main... main...
Maan: (coming towards Ridhimaa) Riddhi... tum mujhe bata sakti ho.
Maan: Yahi ki tum Dr.Mallik se pyar karti ho ya nahi... agar tum sach me mujhe apna bhai samajhti ho to...
Ridhimaa: Emotional blackmailing karne ki zaroorat nahi hai... main Armaan se pyar karti hoon... aap yahi sunna chaahte hain na? To sun lijiye aur learn kar lijiye...
Armaan: What? Agar tumhare bhaiyya tumse ye nahi sunna chaahte to tum kehti ki tum mujhse pyar nahi karti?
Ridhimaa: Of course Armaan! Isme bhi koi poochhne waali baat hai?
Armaan: (angrily) You...
Maan: Stop! Dr.Mallik abhi to aap keh rahi the ki aap Riddhi se pyar karte hain...
Anjali: Don't worry Maan. Ye dono to aise hi hain... har baat par jhagadte rehte hain...
Maan: Lekin... abhi-abhi to dono keh rahe the ki agar maut bhi aa jaaye...
Armaan: (determinedly) To usey pehle mujhse hokar guzarna hoga...
Ridhimaa: (at the same time) To usey pehle mujhse hokar guzarna hoga...
Armaan and Ridhimaa both looked at each other, surprised and then smiled.
Maan: Ahem! Ahem! Riddhi... maine abhi apni permission nahi di hai...
Ridhimaa: Ji? To kab denge?
Maan: (smiling) Jab mujhe wo free CD mil jaayegi!
Ridhimaa: Free CD? Kaisi CD?
Maan: Arrey wahi... 'Voice Of India' ki...
Ridhimaa: Lekin uski free CD ka aap kya karenge? Aapne to booking karwaayi hui hai na?
Maan started looking nervous. He was afraid that Ridhimaa would get angry again. Maan looked hopefully at Armaan. Armaan looked back at him stupidly.
Maan glared at him.
Armaan: Oh! Wo...
Ridhimaa: (suspiciously) Wo kya Armaan?
Maan heaved a sigh of relief to find Ridhimaa glaring at Armaan and not him.
Armaan: Wo aaj din me na... Maan E-music shop par aaya tha...
Ridhimaa: I know... main bhi to wahaan thi...
Armaan: Kya? Lekin maine tumhe to wahaan nahi dekha...
Ridhimaa: Tum bhi wahaan the? Maine bhi tumhe nahi dekha. Tumhe dekha hota to...
Armaan: To tum yahaan se pehle hi bhaag jaati. Hai na?
Armaan was angry.
Ridhimaa: Ab gussa baad me hona pehle batao ki ye sab...
Armaan: Wahi bata raha hoon... wahaan thodi si problem ho gayi thi... sab log tumhare Maani bhaiyya ko maarne ja rahe the...
Ridhimaa: What? Kyun?
Maan: Wo itni bheed se pareshaan hokar maine Dr.Mallik aur unki album ke baare me bahut kuch ulta-seedha keh diya... usi waqt wo wahaan aa gaye... aur poori public mere upar... lekin fir Dr.Mallik ne un logon ko bahut daanta aur mujhe baahar le gaye. Fir is album ke launch ke baare me bataaya aur kaha ki launch ke baad is album ki pehli CD mujhe denge.
Shahrukh: Good Armaan... tumne bahut achha kiya.
Maan: Haan to meri CD?
Armaan: Wo abhi thodi der baad milegi... lekin sirf ek shart par.
Maan: Mujhe har shart manzoor hai... shart kya hai?
Armaan: Shart ye hai ki main aapko ye CD de dunga lekin is CD ko aapke alaawa aur koi nahi sunega.
Maan: OK I promise... CD to kewal mujhe... lekin Riddhi to sun sakti hai na?
Armaan: If and only if you want to break your promise.
Ridhimaa: Kyun? Main kyun nahi sun sakti?
Armaan: Mera mann... meri CD hai... meri marzi...
Ridhimaa: Armaan dekho... mujhe gussa mat dilaao...
Armaan: Ok... fine! Nahi dilaunga gussa. Jao apne bhaiyya ke saath... bye... sir...
Shahrukh: No sir...
Armaan: Sorry... Shahrukh... hume chalna hai... CD promotion ka gaana abhi hona hai... paanch minute me...
Shahrukh: Oh haan! Come!
They both went away.
Anjali: Wow! Ab Armaan gaana gaayega. Lets all come! Ridzi! Maan... chalo...
They all also went out and made their way to the Ceremonial Hall. Armaan was already on the stage. He had closed his eyes. There was perfect silence in the hall. They took their seats.
Armaan: (singing) Yaari, wafa aur pyar ka kuch naam nahi hai,
Sab kuch hai yahaan bas kahin imaan nahi hai.
Dhondhoge to duniya me bhagwaan bhi milenge,
Hairat ki baat hai koi insaan nahi hai.
Paison ki khanak me yahaan shaamil hua mazhab,
Dil me kahin Khuda, kahin bhi Ram nahi hai.
Himmat nahi hai to koi waada na kijiye,
Kuch keh ke nibhaana bahut asaan nahi hai.
Maangunga jo Khuda se milega, yakeen hai,
Pa kya karun dil me koi armaan nahi hai.
Armaan opened his eyes to a deafening roar of applause.
Armaan: Thanks for appreciation. Your questions on this album are most welcome.
Media: Dr.Armaan... aapne ye album to nikaal li... lekin kya aapko lagta hai ki is ek kadam se kuch kaam banega?
Armaan: Ji bilkul... maine ek album nikaali hai... ye meri taraf se ek chhota sa kadam hai. Lekin is album ko I hope bahut se log sunenge... unme se kuch usey samjhenge... kuch doosron ko samjhaayenge... and some would take action. Life is about action.
Did is word of achievement, Won’t is a word of retreat,
Might is a word of bereavement, Can’t is a word of Defeat,
Ought is a word of duty, Try is a word of each hour,
Will is a word of beauty, Can is a word of power.
I sincerely hope ki log na sirf in gaanon ko sunein, balki samjhein aur logon ko samjhaayein. Agar 100 me se koi ek bhi aisa karta hai, to I think, it's more than I can expect.
Media: Pehle aapka Hotel Ridhimaan jiski half-earnings funds me jaati hai aur ab ye album. Ab aagey kya karne ka plan hai?
Armaan: Well... karna to main bahut kuch chaahta hoon lekin kya karun... main ek hi insaan hoon aur saath-saath ek doctor bhi hoon. Duties se fursat milti hai to fir Ridz sambhaalna hota hai... lekin agar aap logon ka co-operation rahega to aur bhi bahut kuch karne ke baare me socha ja sakta hai.
Media: We are with you Dr.Armaan and we hope ki aapki ye album bhi logon ko utni hi pasand aaye jitni ki 'Tu Zindagi'. Lekin... aapki ye album pehli baar video ke saath hai aur humne suna hai usme bahut saare stars bhi hain Bollywood ke.
Armaan: Aapne bilkul theek suna hai... album ke directors ka maanna tha ki logon ko dikhna chahiye ki kaun ye gaane ga raha hai... har gaane me main to dikhunga hi, saath me ek special message bhi hoga... aur last me Bollywood ke kuch stars nazar aayenge...
Armaan: Well... aap log to sab jaante hain. Jaise Shahrukh sir, Shaahid, Priety mam, Karan sir, Imtiaaz sir, Amitabh Sir, Hrithik sir, Kajol mam, Sonu sir aur Lata mam in a special guest appearance.
Media: Aur Dr.Ridhimaa?
Armaan was not at all expecting this question.
Media: (grinning) Aur Dr.Ridhimaa?
Armaan: Dr.Ridhimaa ka is album se kya connection hai?
Media: Lekin aapse to hai na?
Armaan: Yahaan album ka launch ho raha hai, koi mera personal interview nahi jo main...
Media: Well... Dr.Ridhimaa ka is album se bhi ek connection hai. Aapne is album ke liye apne sabhi kareebiyon ko bulaaya... lekin Dr.Ridhimaa ka naam tak nahi liya... aisa kyun?
Media: Aur to aur, hume ye bhi khabar mili hai ki jis din se aapne ye album aur apne Hotel ki proceedings Prime Ministers' Relief Fund me dene ki planning ki hai, tab se Dr.Ridhimaa aapse gussa hai. Infact wo ab aapke saath koi rishta nahi rakhna chaahti aur wo apne ghar se bhi bhaag gayi thi ki koi unhe aapse rishta jodne ke liye force na kar paaye.
Atul, Anjali, Shahrukh, Rahul, Muskaan, Shubhankar and Kirti held their heads.
Muskaan: Ab bajegi band!
Gazal, Maan: (together) Kya matlab?
Shahrukh: Matlab ab dikhega ki Dr.Armaan Mallik ke saamne Dr.Ridhimaa Gupta ko bura-bhala kehne ka nateeja kya hota hai.
Muskaan, Rahul, Anjali and Atul started laughing.
Ridhimaa: Shut up! Hansne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Armaan ko roko jaake…
Armaan: Mind your language! Aapko pata bhi hai aap kya keh rahe hain? Kisi par is tarah allegation lagaana...
Media: To ye sach hai na?
Armaan: Ji nahi! It's all rubbish.
Media: Ye sach nahi hai ki Dr.Ridhimaa apne ghar se bhaag gayi?
Armaan: Wo... nahi... Ridhimaa bhaagi nahi thi... wo hume bataakar gayi thi... usey koi zaroori kaam tha...
Media: Aisa kya zaroori kaam ho sakta hai Dr.Armaan ki wo uski wajah aapko nahi bata saki aur akele hi chali gayi? Sach to ye hai ki wo sirf aapke paison se pyar karti thi aur jab unhone suna ki aap apna saara paisa charity me de rahe hain to...
Armaan: (enraged) Shut up! Don't you dare talk about Ridhimaa like that! You have no right to it! Jab aapko kuch pata nahi to aapko iske baare me kuch bolna bhi nahi chahiye. It's a very very personal matter and please don't interfere. Agar aapko album ke baare me aur kuch nahi poochhna to I think it's better that you all leave now.
Media: I'm sorry Dr.Mallik, shaayad aap is baare me baat nahi karna chaahte. Waise bhi aapko bahut bada shock laga hoga... jiski wajah se...
He was about to spring upon that man, angrily, when he felt a pressure on his shoulder. Someone had kept a hand on his shoulder. The audience gasped. Armaan looked behind and saw Shahrukh and Ridhimaa standing beside him.
Shahrukh: Aap log ye jaanna chaahte hain na ki Ridhimaa kyun gayi thi, kahaan gayi thi? Lijiye Ridhimaa aapke saamne hai. Unse jo poochhna hai, pooch lijiye.
Armaan: No! Sir... aap usey kyun laaye? I won't let this happen. Ridhimaa... tum jao... tumhe kuch bhi kehne ki zaroorat nahi hai... main sab kuch handle kar lunga...
Ridhimaa: Wo to dikh hi raha hai Armaan. Tum bahut achhe se handle kar rahe the. Wow! Very good! I'm amazed!
Armaan: Tum mujhe daant rahi ho? Aur ye log... ye log jo tumhare baare me kya kya keh rahe hai...
Ridhimaa: To ab main inhe jawaab dena jaanti hoon. Dekho... I’m not crying.
She really wasn't.
Media: (before Armaan could interrupt again) Dr.Ridhimaa... aap kuch bataana chaahti hain hume?
Ridhimaa: Yes... first... mujhe koi problem nahi hai ki Armaan apne Hotel ya album ke proceedings Relief Fund me de raha hai... infact I honour him for this. Mujhe Armaan se yahi ummeed thi. Us terrorist attack me maine dekha tha... kitne hi log maare gaye the... kitni hi maaon ne apne bachche khoye the, kitne hi bachchon ne apne parents. Aur shaayad... aaj yahaan Armaan ya main bhi nahi hote... aaj main zinda hoon to sirf Armaan ki wajah se...
Her voice was constricted. She was trying to hold back her tears but they came rolling down her cheeks.
Media: To aap is wajah se ghar chhodkar nahi gayi thi?
Ridhimaa: Main apna ghar chhodkar kabhi nahi gayi. Main un logon ko kaise chhodkar ja sakti hoon? Wo to mere apne hain... bas meri kuch duties thi jo mujhe poori karni hai... main kabhi bhi apna ghar, apni family, apne friends ko nahi chhod sakti.
Media: Aur Dr.Armaan ko?
Armaan: (at the same time, unable to control himself) Aur mujhe?
The audience and media laughed. Ridhimaa looked at Armaan and then smiled.
Ridhimaa: Haan to... mere friends me tum bhi to aate ho Armaan...
Armaan: Sirf friends me?
Armaan: Bolo na... sirf friends me?
Ridhimaa felt very embarrassed at Armaan asking her this in front of so many people. Shahrukh smiled heartily.
Armaan: To fir?
Ridhimaa turned to go. Armaan held her hand and pulled her back. Ridhimaa was jammed onto his chest.
Armaan: Haan... to fir?
Ridhimaa: OK... friend nahi... best friend... bestest friend... happy?
Armaan: Nahi... sirf bestest friend?
Ridhimaa: (blushing hard) Armaan!
Armaan brought his face very close to Ridhimaa's. So close that their noses brushed against each other. The audience’s eyes widened with excitement.
Ridhimaa: (pushing Armaan away) Armaan! Sab log dekh rahe hain...
Armaan came back to his senses.
Armaan: (his ears reddening) Oh! Main to bhool hi gaya tha.
Shahrukh: Haan... tum dono ko apna hosh kahaan? Family show me adult film ghusa rahe the...
Armaan: Wo actually... wo to Ridhimaa ne...
Ridhimaa: Kya? Maine kya?
Armaan: Kuch nahi... tum jao...
Ridhimaa: Main kyun jaun? Tum kaun hote ho mujhe order dene waale.
Armaan: Achha... to mat jao... aaj tumhe bata hi doon ki main tumhara kaun hoon.
He stepped closer to Ridhimaa, who lost no time in running away from the stage as hard as she could.
Media: OK... humari ye confusion to door ho gayi... Dr.Armaan... aapko itne bade singers ke saath kaam karke kaisa laga?
Armaan: Thank God aap logon ki confusion door ho gayi.
Shahrukh: (piping up) Jab itna achha demonstration mila hai to confusion door kaise nahi hoti?
Armaan went red in the face.
Armaan: Oh... waise Shaahid to mere friend ke jaisa hai, Shahrukh sir meri family ke jaise hain, Karan sir, Priety mam, Imtiaaz sir, Hrithik sir ko bhi main pehle se jaanta hoon. Amitabh sir aur Sonu sir ne mujhe bahut affection diya. Aur Lata mam... I can never forget the day when I met her. Unhone mujhse poochha ki kya maine koi singing ki training li hai? Jab maine nahi kaha to unhone khud mujhe offer kiya ki wo mujhe training de sakti hain agar main chaahun to.
Shahrukh: Fir kya? Fir humare Dr.Armaan Mallik ne mana kar diya.
Media: Kya? Aapne Lata ji ko mana kar diya?
Armaan: Well... maine kaha na... mere pass time hi nahi hai... Monday se Saturday har subah 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. Sanjeevani me duties, fir shaam ko Ridz ko manage karna... main time kaise nikaalunga?
Media: Sundays to hain na.
Armaan: To Sundays to aaraam ke liye hote hain na... friends ke saath ghoomne ke liye, masti ke liye... waise pichhle dedh mahine se Sundays ko bhi main Recording Studios me baitha rehta tha. Chaar Sundays me poori album banaana...
Media: Kewal Sundays?
Armaan: Haan... kewal chaar Sundays... in chaar Sundays me saat gaane record kiye humne. All were very co-operative and supportive.
Shahrukh: Aur kya... ab hum sabko Armaan ke hisaaab se hi to adjust karna hoga after all, itne busy rehte hain wo... ki weekdays par to time nikal hi nahi sakta. Aur ab to Sundays par bhi time nahi hoga.
Shahrukh: Ab Sundays ko tum kaam karoge to Ridhimaa ke saath romance kaun karega?
Shahrukh: Tum sharmaate hue bahut cute lagte ho...
The launch ended. The media departed. Armaan was surrounded by fans asking for his autograph. Armaan smiled his million dollar cheeky smile and gave them all autographs. In the end, all left except Shahrukh, Shubhankar, Kirti, Atul, Anjali, Muskaan, Rahul, Maan, Gazal and Ridhimaa.
Maan: (extending a pen and paper) Autograph please!
Armaan: (surprised) Aapko bhi autograph chahiye?
Maan: Kyun? Mujhe autograph nahi milega?
Armaan: Nahi... aisi baat nahi hai.
He signed on the paper and gave it back to Maan. Ridhimaa took it from Maan.
Maan: Hey... waapas do...
Ridhimaa: Aap doosra le lijiye...
Maan: (snatching back the paper) Yahi tum bhi kar sakti ho... tum apne liye khud autograph maango. Is paper ko to main frame karwaunga. After all... Dr.Armaan Mallik ka autograph hai... Dr.Armaan Mallik ka... Dr.Armaan Mallik ka!
Armaan: (bewildered) OK... OK... tumhare itni baar kehne se na hi hume zyada achhe se sunayi dega aur na hi mera naam change ho jaayega.
Maan: Oh... sorry... pata hai... mere pass Sonu Nigam, Kailash Kher, Udit Narayn ke bhi autographs hain.
Maan: Haan... you're the fourth and Mr. Khan will be the fifth.
Maan extended the paper towards Shahrukh, who signed it too. Maan pocketed the paper.
Armaan: (giving Maan the CD) Here you go... ye first CD is album ki... as promised.
Maan: Wow! Superb! Riddhi... tumhare pass CD player hai?
Ridhimaa: (puffing her face) Nahi...
Maan: OK... to main abhi khareed ke laata hoon... yahaan pe kaun si shop me mujhe ye sab milega?
Ridhimaa: I don't know! Is time kahin par bhi kuch nahi milega.
Maan: (disappointed) Kya?
Armaan: Koi baat nahi Maan. Dr.Ridhimaa abhi gussa hain... bechaari jealous feel kar rahi hain na...
Ridhimaa: What? Main jealous feel kar rahi hoon? Jealous hoge tum! Mujhe kya padi hai? Main ja rahi hoon.
Ridhimaa: Main jaun?
Armaan: Haan... tum jao... Maan... tum mere saath chalo... rehne do Basket ko gussa.
Armaan: Arrey Basket... tumhari behen...
Maan: Oh! OK... Riddhi... main jaun?
Gazal: Aap log jaayein na jaayein, main ja rahi hoon. It's getting very late.
Shubhankar: Dr.Gazal... aap mere saath chaliye... main aapko aur Dr.Kirti ko drop kar deta hoon.
Gazal: OK... bye all. Bye Ridhimaa!
The three went away.
Muskaan: Bahut late ho raha hai... hum log bhi chalein?
Armaan: Jaaney ki kya zaroorat hai? Aaj yahin ruk jao tum sab.
Atul: Haan... main bhi yahaan ke apne plants bahut miss kar raha tha...
They all moved towards the lift. Armaan and Maan looked as if they were the best of buddies.
Armaan: Maan... ye humare Hotel ka reception hai... Ridz aur Ceremonial Hall to tum dekh hi chuke ho...
Maan: Haan... aur kya-kya hai yahaan?
Armaan: Aur third floor par kuch special rooms hain.... special guests ke liye... they are a little expensive. Baaki ke thode cheap hain.
Maan: I know... main aur Riddhi third floor par hi ruke hain...
He glanced at Ridhimaa, who was standing stonily.
Armaan: Ridhimaa kahin Room number 1 me to nahi hai?
Maan: Haan... usi me hai... kyun?
Armaan: Kyunki wo room maine apne wedding night ke liye decide kiya tha...
Ridhimaa scowled. They reached the second floor. One by one, all retired into their rooms for the night. In the end, only Armaan, Maan and Ridhimaa were left.
Maan: Ok... Good night Dr.Mallik...
Armaan: Not Dr.Mallik... Armaan...
Maan: Right! Armaan... kal milte hain...
Armaan: Ja kahaan rahe ho?
Maan: Apne room me...
Armaan: Tumhe wahaan rehne ki zaroorat nahi hai... ye room dekh rahe ho? Aaj se tum yahaan rahoge. Got it?
Maan: Lekin... ye hai kiska room?
Armaan: (opening the door) Mera... lekin aaj se... tumhara.
Maan: But main kaise...
Armaan: Chalo to...
They both entered the room. Ridhimaa too entered behind them. She looked around. Everywhere, drapings had covered her photographs. The windows too were decorated.
Maan: Wow! It's so beautiful.
Armaan: (chancing a glance at Ridhimaa) Kal jab drapings hat jaayengi to aur beautiful lagega.
Ridhimaa could not help but blush.
Maan: Lekin... agar main yahaan rahunga to aap kahaan...
Armaan: Maine dikhaaya to tha... wo sabse pehla room... wo mera hai.
Maan: Lekin is room ke comparison me wo to bahut chhota hai... aisa karte hain, main apne usi room me...
Armaan: No way! Tum yahin rahoge... OK... ab jao, good night.
Maan: Aur Riddhi?
Armaan: Tumhare room ke just next uska room hai.
Armaan took him and showed him Ridhimaa's room.
Maan: Wow! It's very good! I think this one's the best of all. Aur... yahaan to aapka poster bhi hai.
Armaan: Haan... ye Ridhimaa ka engagement gift hai, meri taraf se.
Maan: Aap dono ki engagement bhi ho gayi? Riddhi ne to mujhe bataaya hi nahi...
Armaan: Haan ho gayi...
Maan: Armaan... aap mujhe bhi aisa poster denge?
Maan: Mujhe ye bahut achha lag raha hai. Ya fir main yahi waala le loon? Riddhi?
Ridhimaa: Don't even think about that!
Maan: To mujhe doosra mil jaayega na?
Armaan: Haan mil jaayega... ab jao aur so jao. Kal breakfast par Ridz me milenge. Good night.
Maan: Good night!
He went away, happily to Armaan's room. Armaan looked for a while around the room. This was the only room of the Hotel, which had not been decorated.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... saare rooms decorate kiye gaye hain lekin ye...
Armaan: Is room ko decorate karne se maine mana kar diya tha. Is room ki sirf ek hi decoration ho sakti hai... aur wo ho tum!
He turned to leave.
Armaan: (stopping at the door) Hmmm?
Ridhimaa: Armaan... thodi der ruk jao...
Ridhimaa: Wo mujhe... mujhe... mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... abhi baarah baj rahe hain. Kal subah baat karenge. OK?
Ridhimaa: Nahi. Mujhe abhi isi waqt baat karni hai.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... mujhe bahut neend aa rahi hai.
Ridhimaa got angry. She pushed Armaan on the bed and went to the door and bolted it. It was all dark and now Ridhimaa got scared.
Ridhimaa: (in a quivering voice) Armaan... Armaan tum kahaan ho?
Armaan: (switching on the night lamp) Jahaan tumne fenka tha, wahin hoon.
Lights, soft, moving lights filled the room. Ridhimaa came near Armaan and sat on the bed beside him. Armaan, who had been noting Ridhimaa's each step until she came and sat beside him, now started scanning around the room as if he was bound to memorize it all by heart. Ridhimaa knew this behaviour. Armaan did not want to talk to her now that she was alone with him. He was angry with her and his reason was justified.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... saara room dekh liya? Ab meri taraf dekho...
Armaan: Kyun dekhun tumhari taraf? Main tumhari taraf dekhunga, tumse baatein karunga aur uske baad tum fir se kahin chali jaogi, bina bataaye... mujhe nahi daalni tumhari aadat. I'm perfectly fine without you.
Armaan had said all this out of anger. But when he started to recall what he had actually said, he was shocked. He didn't mean it at all.
Ridhimaa was silent for a few moments.
Armaan stood up. He could not bear Ridhimaa's presence now. He felt if he would remain with her for even a second longer, he would lose his poise and composure.
Armaan: (in a shaking voice) It's getting very late. Kal baat karenge... OK? Ab tum so jao.... Good night.
He turned to switch off the lamp and before he could touch the switch, Ridhimaa held his hand. Armaan was not able to look at her.
Ridhimaa: (in a feeble, watery voice) Tum kyun mujhse apna aap chhupa rahe ho Armaan? Kyun mujhse bhaagne ki koshish kar rahe ho?
Armaan: (distressed, troubled) Main kahin nahi bhaag raha... mujhe neend aa rahi hai... bahut thak gaya hoon... isliye...
Ridhimaa: (in a dejected voice) OK... jao... Good night...
Armaan: Kaise jaun? Mera haath...
Ridhimaa left his hand. Tears were falling fast from her eyes. Armaan had not seen her. Ridhimaa hid her face in her hands.
Armaan: (without looking at her) Itni jaldi chhod diya haath?
Ridhimaa, surprised, looked at him. Armaan turned round, took her hand and made her stand. Ridhimaa stood up, shaking from top to toe, tears wetting her cheeks and her gaze lowered. Armaan cupped her face in his hands and wiped away her tears gently. Ridhimaa raised his gaze and looked up at him. Armaan averted his eyes from her. He did not speak, nor did he move away. He could not leave Ridhimaa in that condition.
Ridhimaa: Tumhe... tumhe mujhse kuch poochhna nahi hai Armaan?
Armaan: (after a brief pause) Nahi...
Ridhimaa: Kuch bhi nahi?
Armaan: (after thinking for a second) Album kaisi lagi?
Ridhimaa: (in a steady voice, but not without betraying her tears) Bahut achhi...
Armaan was pained on seeing Ridhimaa in tears. He again took Ridhimaa's face in his hands. Ridhimaa started crying hard on his touch. Armaan let her cry, even though her tears were hurting him.
Armaan: (in a pained voice) Ridhimaa... please... ab bas... mujhe... mujhe takleef ho rahi hai...
Ridhimaa glanced at his face and seeing him in pain, all because of her, cried even harder.
Armaan: Ridhimaa! I'm sorry... please... main nahi ja raha tumhe chhodkar... tum please rona band kar do...
He wiped off her tears and looked at her expectantly, dreading that she would start crying again.
Armaan: Ab rona nahi... OK? Main yahin hoon...
Ridhimaa: Armaan... Armaan... main... main...
Her head was feeling heavy as she was so tensed up. She had also not eaten anything since afternoon. Just when she was about to say something, there was a loud knock, not on the door of this room, but the room adjacent to this, Armaan's room.
Armaan: (irritated) Itni raat ko itni tez kaun door knock kar raha hai? Aise to sab log uth jaayenge... Ridhimaa... tum ruko... main jaakar dekhta hoon...
He opened the door of Ridhimaa's room, went out through the office, outside. Ridhimaa followed him.
Armaan: (crossly) Yahaan log sone ki koshish kar rahe hain aur aap...
Then he saw the people standing before him, knocking at the door of his room (where, for the time being, Maan was sleeping). Shashank was pounding the door. Padma and Nani were standing behind him, looking tired.
Armaan: Aaaa... aap? Aap log... yahaan? Is waqt?
Shashank: (angrily) Yes Dr.Armaan... hum.
Armaan rushed upto them, touched Padma and Nani's feet. They blessed him. Armaan took the bags they both were holding.
Shashank: Aur yahaan par...
Nani: (cutting across Shashank) Armaan beta... Anjali yahaan hai?
Armaan: Ji... lekin usne to kaha tha ki aap log kal subah tak aayenge...
Shashank: Haan... aur tumhe mauka mil gaya ki chalo Dr.Shashank to yahaan hain nahi to Anjali ko yahin rok liya jaaye, ye bhi nahi socha ki jab hum log ghar pahunchenge to ghar band dekhkar kaisa lagega. Hum log itni raat ko kahaan jaayenge.
Armaan: (embarrassed, taking out keys from his pocket) Sir... Anjali ne mujhe bataaya tha ki aap log subah tak aa jaayenge... to maine ussey ghar ki keys le li thi ki main subah-subah hi wahaan aa jaunga aur...
Shashank: (snatching the keys from Armaan's hands) Thank you very much. Lekin hume tumhara ehsaan nahi chahiye.
Armaan felt very bad and insulted. Ridhimaa, who was hearing this conversation, was totally shocked at her father's behaviour. She could not understand what Armaan had done to make Shashank behave so rudely with him.
Shashank: Ma... Padma... chalein?
Armaan: Aap log itni raat me ghar jaayenge? Aaj yahin ruk jaaiye... kal subah...
Shashank: Nahi... hum log ja rahe hain..
Armaan: (desperately) Lekin... lekin sir... wo Ridhimaa...
Shashank: Meri beti ka naam bhi apne muh se mat lo tum. Aaj tumhari wajah se meri beti na jaaney kahaan hai, kis haal me hai...
Armaan: Ridhimaa... yahaan...
Shashank: Tumse to baat karna hi bekaar hai. Aur ye room to Ridhimaa ka hai na? To tum wahaan kya kar rahe the? Oh haan... ab to Ridhimaa yahaan hai nahi to tumne ye room khud le liya hoga... ab to tum Ridhimaa ki ek yaad bhi apne pass rakhna nahi chaahte... tumhara raasta to saaf ho gaya...
Armaan: Sir please... aap meri baat suniye to sahi....
Shashank: Kyun sunoon main tumhari baat? Tum ab keh kya sakte ho? Na hi tumhari galti ki koi maafi hai aur na hi main tumhe kabhi maaf karunga... tumne Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa emerged out from behind the door. She could not tolerate more. She was feeling frail, dizzy and her head was paining too much for her to stand up straight. She wanted to call out to Armaan, but could not. Shashank turned away, took Padma and Nani's hands and started to move. Ridhimaa crumpled down on the ground, unconscious.
Armaan heard the soft thud behind him and revolved around to find Ridhimaa lying on the floor. Her head had hit the door side and a fountain of blood was rushing out from it.
Armaan: (rushing upto her, aghast) Ridhimaaaaaaaaaaa!
Shashank, Padma and Nani too turned around on Armaan's shout. They froze. Armaan took Ridhimaa's head in his lap.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa... aankhein kholo please... for God's sake Ridhimaa!
Ridhimaa did not open her eyes. Armaan saw blood gushing out of her wound. He quickly took out his handkerchief and tried to stop the flow of blood. Shashank, Padma and Nani were gazing still-fixed at the pair, not believing their eyes.
Armaan: (looking around, desperately) Help!
But no one was there and the Gupta trio had been stunned with shock. Armaan pulled out the small walkie from his pocket.
Armaan: Hello... Joseph? Meri car nikaalo! Nahi... it's an order! Right Now! Understood?
Armaan put the walkie back in his pocket, then picked Ridhimaa up in his arms.
Armaan: (rushing towards the lift) Sir... aap mere saath chaliye... Mamma, Nani, aap log room me jaakar aaraam kijiye... Sir...
Shashank: Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa... yahaan?
Armaan: Sir... there's no time for all this! Please be quick! Ridhimaa ka blood loss kaafi ho chuka hai... hume usey immediately Sanjeevani lekar jaana hoga.
Armaan was looking as if he was the most professional doctor of them all. Shashank had got all anxious and nervous Padma and Nani were crying.
Padma: Main bhi chalungi... Armaan...
Armaan: (running to the lift) Main aapko baad me lene aaunga. Abhi is waqt koi ek hi chale to better.
Shashank too ran with him and entered the lift after Armaan.
The lift reached very quickly to the basement parking. Armaan, without waiting for Shashank, ran to his car, beside which Joseph was waiting. He put Ridhimaa on the back seat and himself, sat on the front.
Armaan: (hastily, a little ordering) Sir...
Shashank opened the front door and sat down beside Armaan.
Armaan: Thanks Joseph and sorry for disturbing you...
Joseph saluted him and Armaan drove away to Sanjeevani. The distance was cut quickly. Armaan was driving very fast. Shashank was sitting as still as a stone. They reached Sanjeevani. Armaan did not look at Shashank, nor did he say anything to him. He got out from the car, picked Ridhimaa up and ran inside, leaving Shashank with the car. Shashank locked Armaan's car and he too went inside. Sister Lovely was at the Reception. Armaan and Ridhimaa, both were not visible to his eyes. Shashank did not know where Armaan had taken Ridhimaa.
Before Shashank could speak, Sister Lovely beckoned him towards herself.
Lovely: Dr.Shashank ji... wo Dr.Armaan ji... Dr.Ridhimaa ji ko ICU lekar gaye hain... unhone mujhe kaha tha aapko bataane ke liye...
Shashank: Thank you...
He rushed towards the ICU and barged inside it. Armaan was bending over Ridhimaa.
Shashank: (warningly) Chhoona mat use!
Armaan looked up and saw Shashank’s face, flushed with anger and worry.
Shashank: Kya kiya tumne? Kya kiya tumne uske saath?
Armaan: (knowing Shashank was not in his senses) Maine sirf Ridhimaa ki stitches ki hain. Bandage karne ja raha tha... aapko mujhpar vishwaas nahi hai to aap khud kar dijiye.
He stepped aside. Shashank came up to Ridhimaa's bed. She was unconscious. Armaan had expertly stitched her wound. Half of the bandage was wrapped around Ridhimaa's head. Shashank started bandaging her head.
Armaan: Sister... do bottles O+ blood... quick! Bahut blood loss ho chuka hai...
Sister: Lekin Dr...
Armaan: Aap dekh kya rahi hain? Jaldi jaaiye!
Sister: Lekin Dr.Armaan... O+ blood ki bottles khatam ho gayi hain. Aur itni raat me blood bank se bhi aana mushkil hai... waise bhi aaj Sunday hai...
Shashank had bandaged Ridhimaa's head.
Armaan: What? Sanjeevani me blood ka quota khatam ho gaya aur aap log...
Shashank: Ab? Ridhimaa... haan Padma ka blood group bhi O+ hai... main usey phone karta hoon...
He went out of ICU. Armaan called him but he didn't listen.
Armaan: Sister... blood transfusion ki tayyari kijiye... main blood dunga...
Sister nodded. When Shashank came back after five minutes, he found Armaan lying on a bed near Ridhimaa. He was giving his blood to her. After the transfusion, Armaan gets up, only to find Shashank staring at him.
Shashank opened his mouth to ask something. Armaan thought he was about to ask about his daughter's condition.
Armaan: Ab Ridhimaa theek hai...
Shashank gaped at him. He had intended to ask a different thing, but he could see that Armaan was looking very worried, that too for Ridhimaa. That is why he had assumed the question.
Shashank: I know... lekin tumhe ye sab karne ki kya zaroorat thi?
Armaan: (astounded) Kya sab karne ki? Ab maine kya galat kiya?
Shashank: Ridhimaa ko tumne apna khoon...
Armaan did not elaborate his 'Oh!'. Shashank glared at him
Armaan: (very formally) Zaroorat thi Dr.Shashank... Ridhimaa ka kaafi blood loss ho chuka tha... blood bank se aane me ya Mamma ke yahaan aane me der ho sakti thi... aur kyunki mera blood group bhi O+ hai to maine blood de diya. I know ki ek on-duty doctor ko apna blood donate nahi karna chahiye, but it was urgent. I hope you will understand.
Armaan waited for him to speak more. When he didn't Armaan turned towards Ridhimaa. He placed a chair near where Shashank was standing, without a further word.
Shashank: Padma aur Ma... Anjali ke saath thodi der me aa rahi hain.
Armaan kept mum.
Armaan: I know there's no need for me saying this... lekin... Ridhimaa ka khayaal rakhiyega. Usey do-teen ghanton me hosh aa jaayega. Main baahar corridor me baitha hoon.
Saying this, Armaan made his way out. Just then, the nurse he had sent away angrily, came back running to him, looking very scared.
Nurse: Doctor... wo... wo...
Armaan: Kya hua?
Nurse: Wo... ek patient bed se neeche gir gaya aur uske sir par chot lag gayi. Bahut khoon beh gaya hai. Dr.Vicky ne bandage to kar di hai lekin blood loss itna ho gaya hai ki...
Armaan: To usey blood chadhaaiye quick!
Nurse: Lekin us patient ka blood group bhi O+ hai aur Sanjeevani me...
Armaan: (running along the corridor) Chaliye mere saath...
They both ran to the patient. The patient's condition was critical. Armaan gave three units of blood to the patient. After making sure that the patient was alright, Armaan instructed the attending doctor about the medication and went out. He was going towards the ICU to check on Ridhimaa, when all of a sudden, everything went black for him. He could neither see where he was going, nor could he walk properly. He staggered to a nearby bench and fell flat on the bench, totally unconscious, face down, his arms hanging out. Nobody saw him. Nobody approached him.
Meanwhile, inside the ICU, Shashank was very apprehensive. He was thinking how Ridhimaa had come back, how she had got into this attire, this style, how she had become unconscious. Armaan was also not there so he couldn't ask him. He was already feeling bad for being so rude to him when Armaan had given blood to his daughter. Shashank stood up and went out to call Armaan. He looked here and there but couldn't find Armaan.
Shashank: Mujhe pata tha... usey Ridhimaa ki fikr nahi hai... wo sab sirf ek dikhaava tha... sirf ek dikhaava...
Just then he saw a few outlines in the corridor, running. As they came nearer, Shashank found that they were Padma, Nani, Anjali, Rahul, Muskaan, Atul and Shahrukh. They all rushed upto the ICU
Padma: Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa ab kaisi hai?
Shashank took them all inside and told them everything.
Anjali: Dad... ab to Ridzi theek hai na?
Shashank: I hope so!
Nobody spoke for a minute.
Nani: Agar Ridhimaa theek hai to fir... usey hosh kyun nahi aaya?
Shashank: Shaayad Dr.Armaan ne usey neend ka injection diya hai... dard kum karne ke liye...
Atul: Lekin Sir... Armaan hai kahaan? Wo mujhe baahar to nahi dikha...
Shashank: Mujhe laga ki wo waapas chala gaya hoga... ab main yahaan hoon to uske rukne ka kya faayda?
Rahul: No ways! Armaan kabhi bhi Ridhimaa ko is haalat me chhodkar nahi ja sakta. I'm sure about that.
Shashank: Kisi par itna yakeen karna achhi baat nahi hoti Dr.Rahul. Kabhi-kabhi aitmaad toot bhi jaata hai.
Rahul: You are right sir... lekin ye yakeen mera Armaan par nahi hai... balki uske pyar, uski muhabbat par hai... ek insaan to yakeen tod sakta hai... lekin muhabbat kabhi dhokha nahi deti.
Shahrukh: Right! Aur Armaan Ridhimaa ko hadd se zyada pyar karta hai... wo usey is haalat me chhodkar jaaney ki baat soch bhi nahi sakta. Is baat ka mujhe yakeen hai.
Shashank: Dekhte hain... aap logon ka yakeen jeetta hai ya mera tajurba. Agar Dr.Armaan ko Ridhimaa ki fikr hoti to wo yahaan nahi hote kya?
Padma: Armaan ne... Armaan ne Ridhimaa ko apna blood diya?
Muskaan: Arrey nahi!
Rahul: Kya hua?
Muskaan: Oye khote! Tujhe yaad nahi? Aaj Armaan ne shaam ko kuch khaaya nahi tha... aur ab blood donate karne ke baad... bechaara kuch khaane gaya hoga.
Anjali: Haan... I think you're right Muskaan. He needs energy. But... ab tak to use aa jaana chahiye tha.
Nani: Lekin bhagwaan ka laakh-laakh shukr hai ki hume humari bachchi waapas mil gayi.
Now Shashank remembered what he wanted to ask them all.
Shashank: Ridhimaa yahaan aayi kaise?
Shahrukh: Kya matlab?
Anjali: Dad... aap hi ne to bataaya ki aap aur Armaan Ridz ko yahaan lekar...
Shashank: Nahi... mera matlab Ridhimaa waapas aa gayi... aur wo... usne kuch kaha tum logon se? Wo gayi kahaan thi? Usne kuch bataaya?
They all looked at each other. Shahrukh quelled them all with a look.
Shahrukh: (in a confident voice) Sir... jab aapne hume phone kiya, hume to tab pata chala ki Ridhimaa waapas aa gayi hai. Humse to wo mili bhi nahi... and I don't know ki wo Hotel me kaise aayi!
They all now were gazing at Shahrukh awe-struck. His face was relaxed. He did not look as if he was lying. The actor inside him was on full show.
Shashank: Kya? To iska matlab wo bhi raat me aayi hogi...
Shahrukh: Haan. Ye ho sakta hai... kyun guys?
Rahul: Haan... this might be it.
Atul: Ridz raat me hi aayi hogi fir Armaan...
Shashank: Lekin fir uske kamre me Armaan kya kar raha tha?
Anjali: (hastily) Milne gaya hoga Ridzi se!
Shashank: Usey kaise pata chala ki Ridhimaa...
Shahrukh: Come on now sir! Ye to aapko bhi pata hoga. Aap to khud intelligent hain!
Shashank could not understand anything. Nor could anyone else. They did not know how Shahrukh would clear out this question. Shahrukh was having fun in doing this. He wanted to make Shashank realise how foolish he was. He wanted to pay him back for insulting Armaan so much. He wanted to take revenge for Armaan.
Muskaan: (trying to hide her grin) Aapko nahi pata sir?
Shashank: Nahi. How can it be...
Shahrukh: Simple sir! Wo Hotel Armaan ka hai... usey nahi pata chalega sabse pehle, to kisey pata chalega?
Shashank: Oh... haan.
Padma: Lekin Armaan hai kahaan? Ab tak to usey aa jaana chahiye.
Atul: Hum log dekh ke aate hain. Chalo guys... hum sab chalte hain...
They all move out in search for Armaan. Shashank was about to sit down when Shahrukh held his hand.
Shahrukh: Aap bhi chaliye na humare saath... aap dekhna nahi chaahenge ki kiska yakeen jeetta hai?
Shashank: (resignedly) OK... chaliye...
They both too go out. They could not find Armaan in the corridor.
Shashank: Dekha... maine kaha tha na? Wo chala gaya.
Atul: Lekin wo gaya kaise? Uski car to baahar parking me khadi hai.
Shashank: Oh haan! Uski car ke keys to mere pass hain.
Shahrukh: (a little concerned) Lekin fir Armaan hai kahaan?
They moved a little further. Rahul saw someone lying on a distant bench. He approached him cautiously and knew that he was Armaan.
Rahul: Yahaan... ye raha!
They all rushed forwards.
Muskaan: So gaya kya?
Anjali: Yeah... I think so!
Shashank: Koi responsibility hi nahi hai inme! Ridhimaa wahaan bimaar hai aur ye maze se so rahe hain...
Shahrukh: Thak gaya hoga bechaara... hum isey uthaakar waapas Hotel bhej dete hain theek se aaraam kar lega... Armaan... Armaan!
But Armaan did not listen. He could not listen.
Shahrukh: (shaking Armaan slightly) Armaan... Armaan utho...
But there was no reply.
Shahrukh felt that something was wrong. He looked at the others.
Rahul: Ek minute... main dekhta hoon...
He came near and felt Armaan's pulse.
Then he looked at the others.
Rahul: Armaan to behosh hai! I think weakness kuch zyada hi ho gayi hai...
Just then they saw a nurse coming.
Nurse: Dr.Armaan ab wo patient...
But then she saw that Armaan was lying down on the bench.
Nurse: (to Rahul) Dr.Armaan ne bola tha ki patient ki haalat jab stable ho jaaye to unhe bata doon. Ab wo patient bilkul theek hai.
Anjali: Kaunsa patient sister?
Nurse: Wahi jisey abhi-abhi Dr.Armaan ne apna khoon diya tha.
Muskaan: Tera matlab Ridhimaa?
Atul: Lekin Ridz ko to hum log...
Nurse: Nahi-nahi... Dr.Ridhimaa ko to Dr.Armaan khud attend kar rahe the. Wo to unke pass se tabhi gaye, jab unhone dekh liya ki ab wo bikul theek hain...
Shashank: To fir aap kaun se patient ki baat kar rahi hain?
Nurse: Wo bed no.4 waale patient ki. Wo bed se gir gaya tha aur bahut tez chot aayi thi. Uska blood group bhi O+ tha... to Dr.Armaan ne use teen unit blood diya tha aur mujhse kaha tha ki jab tak wo patient aaraam se so nahi jaata, uske pass hi rahoon aur fir aakar uske baare me Dr.Armaan ko bataun. Wo thoda ajeeb sa feel kar rahe the to baahar aa gaye the ward se...
She went away.
Muskaan: Kya abhi-abhi us nurse ne ye kaha ki Armaan ne teen unit blood ek patient ko diya?
Rahul: Aur ussey pehle Ridhimaa ko do units blood diya.
Shashank: Oh no! Dr.Rahul, Dr.Atul... Dr.Armaan ko jaldi se ICU le chaliye... it's emergency. Agar Dr.Armaan ko jaldi se treat nahi kiya gaya to unki jaan ko khatra ho sakta hai.
Rahul and Atul took Armaan away. Muskaan and Anjali followed them. As Shashank was going away, Shahrukh stopped him.
Shahrukh: Ab to aapne dekh liya na ki Armaan kitna irresponsible hai? Ab to shaayad aapko chain mil gaya hoga. Nahi?
Shashank dropped his face.
Shashank: Abhi in sab baaton ka time nahi hai.
They both also rushed to the ICU.
In the I.C.U, the atmosphere was getting much tensed.
Shashank: Dr.Rahul... injection...
Rahul: Yes sir...
He handed Shashank the injection. Rahul was assisting Shashank, who was trying to save Armaan's life. But none of his ventures could bring Armaan back to normal. His pulse was receding. Armaan's heartbeats were falling. Shashank wiped off the perspiration from his face.
Shashank: Agar aise hi raha to shaayad shock dena padega!
Rahul: Lekin sir... zara si weakness ki wajah se...
Shashank: I don't think ki iska cause kewal weakness hai. Agar kewal weakness hoti to ab tak Dr.Armaan ko hosh aa chuka hota. It's more of a mental stress. Aisa lag raha hai jaise Dr.Armaan himmat haar chuke hain. Jaise wo khud hi theek nahi hona chaahte. Wo kisi bhi medicine ko respond nahi kar rahe hain. Abhi pandrah minute Dr.Armaan ko observe karte hain... agar unhe hosh aa gaya to theek hai warna...
Rahul got out. The others were waiting outside the ICU He told them all everything.
Padma: (crying) Hey bhagwaan... aaj mere dono bachchon ke saath ye sab kya ho raha hai?
Atul: Armaan kisi medicine ko respond kyun nahi kar raha?
Anjali: What's all this happening? Pehle Ridzi... aur ab Armaan!
Nani: (praying) Hey bhagwaan... tu in dono ko theek kar de!
Muskaan: Lekin mujhe samajh nahi aata ki Armaan ko us patient ko blood dene ki zaroorat kya thi? Wo jaanta tha ki aisa karne se wo kitna weak ho jaayega... fir bhi...
Shahrukh: Muskaan... we all know Armaan... how he is, right? Wo kisi ki bhi help karne se pehle ek baar bhi nahi sochta. But I'm sure, he would get well. Main Armaan ko jaanta hoon. Wo himmat haarne waalon me se nahi hai.
Meanwhile, inside, Shahsnak was having a tough time with Armaan. Just then, Ridhimaa came round. She was lying on the bed next to Armaan's.
Ridhimaa: (opening her eyes and shrieking) Armaan!
All barged inside, not knowing what had happened. Padma quickly came and hugged Ridhimaa. But Ridhimaa was not in her senses. She looked as if she did not know any one of them. Ridhimaa was just shaking hard, crying hard and shrieking hard, calling Armaan. Her gaze fell on Armaan, next to her bed with drips all around him.
Ridhimaa: (trying to get up) Armaan! Armaan!
But Padma made her lie down again.
Padma: Ridhimaa... please leti raho.
Ridhimaa was not listening. She just had her eyes for Armaan.
Ridhimaa: (crying) I'm sorry Armaan... Armaan... main kabhi tumhe chhodkar nahi jaungi... Armaan... aankhein kholo Armaan... agar tum marr gaye to main bhi marr jaungi... Armaan...
She again went into the flashback.
At the airport. Maan had gone to confirm the tickets. Ridhimaa was waiting in the lounge when she started feeling odd as if someone was calling her. She looked around and saw Armaan pleading to the guards to let him enter. Ridhimaa blinked back her tears and went upto the guards. Armaan saw her.
Ridhimaa: Tum yahaan kya kar rahe ho?
Armaan: Tum... tum mujhse bina mile ja rahi thi?
Ridhimaa: Kyun? Isse tumhe koi problem? Tumhe to khushi honi chahiye. Tumhara raasta clear. Ab tum aur Gazal...
Armaan: (bellowing) Shut up! Tumne mujhe samajh kya rakha hai? Main tumhari tarah nahi hoon jo apna pyar bhool kar kisi aur ke saath...
Ridhimaa: You mind your language Dr.Armaan Mallik! Aur chale jao yahaan se... mera tumse koi rishta nahi hai...
Armaan: Kya? Tumhara mujhse koi rishta nahi hai? Let me remind you... hum dono ki sagaayi ho chuki hai...
Ridhimaa: Main tumse pyar nahi karti. Main sirf Maani bhaiyya se pyar karti hoon. Tum koi nahi ho mere. Aur ye rishta jisme tumne mujhe baandh rakha hai, wo sirf ek bojh hai mere liye... sirf ek bojh!
Armaan looked at her with extremely hurt eyes. He looked as if someone had thrown him from a very great height. He looked as if he had lost everything in a gamble. Armaan stopped trying to get through. He turned and traced his steps back to the parking. Ridhimaa watched him go with tearful eyes. Armaan did not see where he was going. Suddenly a car came up from behind at full speed and hit him. Ridhimaa's scream was lost in her throat. Armaan flew up, hit another car and then fell down on the ground. The car ran over him. There was blood all around. Armaan was lying as a great rag doll, fully covered in red, gleaming blood. In minutes, he was dead. A pool of blood had formed around him. Ridhimaa could not bear anymore and fell down, unconscious on the airport floor.
Ridhimaa again tried to get up. Her head was paining a lot, but she wanted to see Armaan.
Anjali: Ridzi... Ridzi!!
Ridhimaa turned her head and found Anjali, Muskaan, Rahul, Atul, Shahrukh and Padma, all looking at her with worried eyes.
Ridhimaa: (hugging Padma) Mom... Mom... Armaan! Mom Armaan chala gaya... Mom Armaan meri wajah se... maine Armaan ko maar daala Mom!
She was crying hysterically.
Padma: (patting Ridhimaa's back) Ridhimaa... tum hosh me to ho?
Ridhimaa: (not listening) Mujhe... mujhe Armaan ko dekhna hai... wo marr nahi sakta.... Armaan nahi marr sakta...
She then looked at the others.
Ridhimaa: (crying) Rahul... Armaan ko keh do waapas aa jaaye... Atul... Armaan to tumse bahut pyar karta hai na? Ussey please keh do waapas aa jaaye... Muskaan... please!! Please Armaan se keh do na... uska accident...
Shashank left Armaan's bedside and came near Ridhimaa. Ridhimaa saw him and was quite hopeful.
Ridhimaa: Papa... aap Armaan ko theek kar dijiye... wo marr nahi sakta... Papa... aap Armaan ko bacha lenge na? Maine Armaan ko maar diya... meri wajah se Armaan... Papa aap Armaan ko waapas bulaiye... wo aapki baat zaroor maanega... wo humesha aapki baat maanta hai... please usey waapas bula lijiye Papa... Papa... aap please Armaan ko...
Shahrukh: Ridhimaa Armaan ko...
Ridhimaa: (looking at Shahrukh, tears running down her face) Aap to Armaan ko jaante hain na? Wo aapki baat maanega na? Aap use bulaayenge na? Please usey bula lijiye... Armaan ja raha hai... hum sabko chhodkar ja raha hai... wo marr nahi sakta... usey zinda rehna hoga... koi kuch karta kyun nahi? Armaan marr gaya... Armaan... Armaan... Armaan...
She lost her senses and in seconds, her hand got limp. She had fainted again. Shashank checked her pulse.
Shashank: Zara si der ke liye behosh hui hai... abhi thodi der me hosh aa jaayega... ussey pehle Armaan...
He looked towards Armaan. He was slightly opening his mouth and was mumbling something. All rushed towards him. Armaan was turning his head side to side.
Armaan: (mumbling) Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa tumhe kuch nahi hoga... main tumhe kuch nahi... Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa...
Slowly Armaan opened his eyes. When his eyes grew accustomed to the light, he started looking around as if trying to know how he had got here.
Armaan: Sir... aap... Ridhimaa... ICU... main... yahaan... patient...
Shashank: Relax Dr.Armaan... aap ab bilkul theek hain... bas kamzori aur mental stress ki wajah se chakkar aa gaya tha...
Armaan: Aap... aap Ridhimaa ko akela chhod aaye? Wo wahaan... usey aapki zaroorat hai... aur main...
Armaan tried to get up. Shahrukh kept a hand on his shoulder to prevent him from doing so.
Shahrukh: Armaan... abhi ke liye lete raho... Ridhimaa...
Armaan: (cutting across him) Kaisi hai Ridhimaa?
Shashank: Wo bilkul theek hai...
Armaan fell silent. He did not want to ask about Ridhimaa in front of Shashank.
Atul: Armaan... pata hai teri kya haalat ho gayi thi? Agar tujhe paanch minute me hosh nahi aata to...
Armaan: Pata nahi ye sab kaise ho gaya... main to bilkul theek tha... achaanak... shaayad overstress...
Anjali: Overstress nahi Armaan... jo tumne aaj paanch units blood diya hai na.. uski wajah se... aur shaam ko bhi tumne hum sabke saath kuch nahi khaaya tha... isi wajah se tumhari condition itni critical ho gayi thi... kuch bhi achaanak nahi hua...
Rahul, Muskaan: (together) Aur Armaan tu to khud ek doctor hai...
They both looked at each other and then smiled.
Armaan: Wo main... mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha kya karun... isiliye...
Padma: Isiliye tumne paanch logon ka kaam ek saath kar diya?
Nani: Ye bhi nahi socha ki tumhari ye haalat dekhkar hum sab par kya beetegi? Pehle Ridhimaa... aur ab tum...
Armaan: Sorry Nani... Mamma... aap please roiye mat! Agar aap sab yahan hain to Ridhimaa ke pass?
Shashank: Ridhimaa bhi yahin hai...
This gave Armaan a little shock.
Shashank: Aap ICU me hain...
He started trying to crane his neck to catch a glimpse of Ridhimaa.
Muskaan: Oh fo! Itni jaldi hai usey dekhne ki?
Armaan: Nahi main to bas...
Then he gave up.
Armaan: (whispering so that only Muskaan, who was standing next to him could hear) Ridhimaa theek to hai na Muskaan?
Muskaan: Haan... wo to theek hai.. par tu ye itna dheere-dheere kyun bol raha hai?
Armaan could have beaten his head.
Armaan: Oye Rahul... tune abhi tak isey kuch sikhaaya nahi?
Rahul: Isne to mujhe hi sab kuch bhula diya... ab main sikhaunga kya?
Muskaan: Arrey! Maine kiya kya? Armaan ne poochha Ridhimaa theek to hai? To maine usey bata diya...
Rahul, Anjali, Atul and Shahrukh smiled.
Shashank: Dr.Armaan... abhi aapko private ward me shift kar rahe hain...
Armaan: No sir... main ab bilkul theek hoon...
But Armaan did not listen. He gave his hand to Rahul, who pulled him up to sit straight and then hugged him.
Rahul: Yaar... agar tujhe kuch ho jaata to... tu hum sabko kitna darraata hai?
Armaan: Muskaan se to thoda kum hi darraata hoon...
Rahul: Oye tu Muskaan ki insult kar raha hai?
Armaan: Arrey nahi! Meri kya majaal jo main teri Muskaan ki insult karun? Aur Muskaan... tujhe rona bhi aata hai?
He looked at Muskaan, who was shedding a few tears.
Muskaan: To aur kya? Insaan hoon... meri bhi feelings hain...
Rahul: (wiping off her tears) To apni ye feelings aansun baha kar barbaad kyun karti hai? Tere ye aansun bahut keemti hain... kisi khaas din ke liye bacha kar rakh.
Muskaan: Kaun se khaas din ke liye?
Rahul: (giving her a one-armed hug) Teri vidaayi ke liye!
Muskaan: (going red) Oye... tu bhi na!
Then Muskaan hugged Armaan.
Armaan: Aise hi khush raha kar... achhi lagti hai!
Rahul: Oye Armaan kyun aasmaan par chadha raha hai jhoothi taarif karke?
Muskaan: Kya? Kya bola tune? Zara fir se to bol!
Rahul gave her such a look with his eyes that Muskaan could not do anything else but blush. Atul came forwards and hugged Armaan tightly.
Atul: Ab kaisa lag raha hai?
Atul: Chal tu jaldi se theek ho ja... hume sote se utha diya tune aur Ridz ne...
Armaan: To jaakar so ja na... roka kisne hai?
Atul: Haan... tujhe is haalat me chodkar chala jaun? Apne bhai ko? Main ja hi nahi paunga!
This gesture, for Armaan was a very big thing. He was missing all this since last December. Infact, he had himself secluded himself from all his friends. Armaan engulfed Atul into a brief hug.
Then he separated Atul and wiped off the tears coming in his eyes.
Anjali: So Armaan... ready for work?
Armaan: As always Anjy!
They both gave each other a high five.
Nani: (hugging Armaan) Mera bachcha!
Armaan: Nani... I'm sorry...
Nani: Koi baat nahi beta... bas tu theek ho ja...
Padma was also about to hug Armaan but Armaan held her at a distance.
Armaan: (asking through his eyes) Ridhimaa theek to hai na Mamma?
Padma shook her face. Tears ran down her eyes.
Armaan: Kya hua usey?
Others: (together) Kisey?
But Padma knew what Armaan was talking about.
Padma: Pata nahi... kaisi behki-behki baatein kar rahi thi... keh rahi thi ki tumhara accident... tum hum sabko chhod kar ja rahe ho... sabse keh rahi thi ki tumhe bacha lein... Armaan marr nahi sakta... shaayad usey lagta hai ki tum... ki tum...
Armaan: (completing for her) Ki main marr gaya hoon?
Armaan: Lekin... lekin Ridhimaa ye sab kyun bolegi? Strange!
Shashank: Jab hum log Hotel aaye the to tum Ridhimaa ke kamre me the... tumne usey kya kaha tha?
Armaan: Maine... maine...
He knew that he should not tell the truth about Maan. It was only Ridhimaa's right.
Armaan: (inventing wildly) Wo... maine Laptop par dekha tha ki Ridhimaa ne check-in kiya hai... main usey dkehne gaya... tab tak aap logon ki awaaz aayi. To main baahar aa gaya...
Shahrukh, Anjali, Atul, Rahul and Muskaan heaved a great sigh of relief which Shashank failed to notice.
Shahrukh: Dekha sir... maine kaha tha na ki aisa hi kuch hua hoga?
Armaan could not believe his luck. The situation was saved. Shahrukh hugged him.
Shahrukh: Get well soon Armaan.
Armaan: I'm OK sir... I mean...
Shahrukh: Rehne do... ab to aadat ho gayi hai 'sir' sunne ki...
Ridhimaa: (coming round) Armaan!
Armaan hopped off from the bed instinctively and rushed towards Ridhimaa's bed as fast as he could.
Ridhimaa's eyes were shut tightly as if she didn't want to see anything. Tears were seeping down her closed eyelids. Armaan looked at Shashank, who himself was looking troubled.
Armaan: (trying to ask for Shashank's permission) Wo main... kya main... may I...
He could not continue more and hung his face. Shashank too came up to him and then sat beside Ridhimaa on the chair.
Shashank: (to Armaan) Dr.Armaan... uthaiye isey...
Ridhimaa: (muttering, crying) Armaan... mat jao Armaan... please Armaan... waapas aa jao... Armaan... Armaan...
Ridhimaa opened her eyes. The tears came rolling down her cheeks faster. At first, blinded by tears, she couldn't see anything but then her eyes slid into focus. She saw Armaan. But he looked grossly unfamiliar as if he was a stranger. Ridhimaa kept staring at Armaan for a few seconds.
Ridhimaa smiled serenely. She then looked at Shashank and completely broke down.
Ridhimaa: Papa... Armaan ko kahiye waapas aa jaaye... Papa... please... please Papa usey waapas bula lijiye.. Armaan marr nahi sakta Papa... Papa...
Shashank, confused looked at Armaan, who was looking as if he could not understand the joke going around.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... main to yahaan hi hoon... Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa again turned her head towards Armaan when he spoke.
Ridhimaa: Tum kyun chale gaye Armaan? Please waapas aa jao... tum akele nahi marr sakte... Armaan... waapas aa jao Armaan... please!
Shashank: Ridhimaa... Armaan to... Ridhimaa Armaan zinda hai!
Ridhimaa: (sobbing hard) Papa... jhooth mat boliye... mujhe pata hai... wo hum sabko chodkar chala gaya... meri wajah se... maine usey jaane ko kaha... aur wo chala gaya... uska accident ho ho gaya papa... maine Armaan ko maar daala... maine Armaan ko maar daala! Maine apni aaknhon se usey dekha... ek car aayi... aur wo... Armaan!
Anjali: Ridzi... Armaan is alive! Dekho...
Ridhimaa: Di... Armaan chala gaya. Aapne usey nahi roka... maine usey nahi roka... wo chala gaya... wo mujhe jaane se rok raha tha... main nahi maani... Armaan chala gaya...
She tried to sit up. Shashank made her sit up putting pillows behind her back to support her. Ridhimaa was constantly looking at Armaan and was shedding tears. She thought that the ghost of Armaan was infront of her. Ridhimaa could not believe that Armaan was alive. That all that she had seen was just a dream, nothing else.
Ridhimaa: (holding Shashank's shirt) Papa... mujhe bhi Armaan ke pass bhej dijiye... Papa... main uske bina nahi ji sakti... mujhe bhi jaana hai... Papa Armaan mar gaya... ab mujhe bhi maar daaliye... mujhe bhi...
Armaan pulled Ridhimaa's hand off Shashank's shirt. Then he held her by her shoulders and brought his face near hers. Ridhimaa's eyes widened in shock.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... idhar dekho... main zinda hoon... mujhe kuch nahi hua... dekho...
Ridhimaa raised her hand and touched Armaan's face. Then she felt around for his body, caressing his chest, his hand, his hair, trying to believe that it was true.
Ridhimaa: (speaking with difficulty, amongst tears) Armaan... tum... tumhara accident... main... maine...
Armaan: Ridhimaa... wo sab ek sapna tha... sirf ek sapna... dekho... main tumhare saamne hoon... mujhe kuch nahi hua... yaad karne ki koshish karo... main room se baahar aaya tha Sir se baat karne... aur tum behosh ho gayi thi...
Ridhimaa: (hugely relieved that Armaan was alright) Tum... tum theek ho?
Armaan: Haan Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa quickly pulled Armaan towards herself and squeezed him into a tight hug, clasping him closer and closer to herself, afraid that if she would let go of him, Armaan would vanish from before her eyes. Armaan, conscious of Shashank's presence did not hug Ridhimaa back. Ridhimaa, not caring about anything in the whole world, was embracing Armaan tightly.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa...
He held her and separated her from himself and then cleared off her tears gently.
Armaan: Bas... ab rona band karo...
Ridhimaa stopped crying and then looked up at Armaan's face. He was looking tensed.
Ridhimaa: Tum theek ho to... tum wahaan bed par... aur wo saari drips... aur wo shock treatment...
Armaan: (shocked himself) Shock treatment?
Atul: Haan... agar tujhe hosh nahi aata to shock dena padta... teri haalat bahut critical thi...
Ridhimaa was all ears. She looked at Armaan.
Armaan: (more to Ridhimaa than to others) Lekin ab to main theek hoon na... tum logon ko fikr karne ki zaroorat nahi hai... and I think... ki ab mujhe chalna chahiye...
Armaan: Wo ek patient... usey dekhna hai... wo bed se gir gaya tha...
Anjali: We know...
Armaan: Tumhe kaise pata?
Rahul: Nurse ne bataaya tha aur ye bhi kaha tha ki ab wo patient bilkul theek hai aur aaraam kar raha hai...
Armaan: Thank God!
Ridhimaa was surprised on hearing him thanking God.
Muskaan: Bhagwaan ko kyun thank kar raha hai? Bachaaya to tune hai usey... agar tu usey khoon nahi deta to...
Nani: (to Shashank) Lekin Shashank... Sanjeevani me khoon ki kami kaise ho gayi?
Shashank: (telling her in detail) Wo kya hai na ma... O group universal donor hota hai... isiliye kisi bhi emergency me O group kisi bhi patient ko diya ja sakta hai... bas Rh-factor ko dhyan me rakhna hota hai. Isiliye O+ blood khatam ho gaya... aur aaj Sunday hai to Blood Bank se aane me bhi deri ho sakti hai...
Padma: Agar aaj Armaan na hota to na Ridhimaa ko khoon mil pata aur na hi us patient ko.
Ridhimaa: Kya... kya matlab?
Anjali: Matlab ye Ridzi ki Armaan ne pehle tumhe do units blood donate kiya aur fir us patient ko teen units donate kiya... isiki wajah se Armaan ki condition itni critical ho gayi thi...
Ridhimaa: (to herself) Sab meri wajah se... hai na?
Armaan was too angry to speak.
Anjali: Waise Armaan...
She stopped half-way. Armaan was glaring at her as if he would eat her up. She was a little scared. Nevertheless, she came near Ridhimaa and hugged her. One by one all the interns hugged her except, of course, Armaan. Lastly Shahrukh came and hugged Ridhimaa.
Shahrukh: (whispering) Ridhimaa... abhi tumhare Mom-Dad-Nani ko Maan ke baare me nahi pata. Unhe humne bataaya hai ki hum me se koi bhi tumse nahi mila except Armaan. The rest is your decision.
He retreated, leaving Ridhimaa shocked. She looked at Shahrukh, who was not looking at her and then looked at Armaan for help. He understood what she was trying to ask him.
Armaan: I think... ab Ridhimaa ko aaraam karna chahiye...
Padma: Lekin Ridhimaa... pehle ye batao ki tum chali kahaan gayi thi. Aaj kitne dinon baad maine tumhe dekha hai...
Her eyes filled with tears.
Nani: Haan beta... tum kahaan thi? Hum sab kitne pareshaan the... aur tum waapas kab aayi? Hume kuch bataaya kyun nahi?
Ridhimaa: I'm sorry Mom, Nani...
Shashank: Ridhimaa... kya hum sabse koi galti ho gayi thi jo tum hum sabko ek hi insaan ki galti ki saza deti rahi?
Ridhimaa: Kaun si galti? Maine kiski galti ki saza aap sabko di? Main kaise...
Shashank: Kyun? Tum Dr.Armaan ki wajah se hum sabko chhodkar nahi chali gayi thi?
Ridhimaa: What? Armaan ki wajah se? Ye aapse...
But her gaze fell on Armaan who nodded his head, as if trying to tell her to agree with Shashank.
Shashank: Tum Armaan ki wajah se hi gayi thi na?
Ridhimaa: Wo... main... haan... wo uski wajah se hi... haan...
The others, who knew the real reason were shocked.
Atul: Lekin Ridz...
Shashank: Dekh liya aap sabne? Maine kaha tha na? Ye sab Dr.Armaan ki wajah se ho raha hai? Wasn't I right?
Armaan: Yes sir... you were absolutely right!
Now the others were staring at Armaan.
Shashank: To ab aap yahaan kya kar rahe hain Dr.Armaan? Ab to Ridhimaa ne sabke saamne accept kar liya hai ki wo aapki wajah se gayi thi... aap ab kya chaahte hain ki wo fir se hum sabko chhodkar chali jaaye? Agar aapme zara si bhi sharaafat baaki hai to chale jaaiye yahaan se... aur fir kabhi Ridhimaa se milne ki koshish mat kijiyega.
Armaan stood up, swaying.
Padma, Nani, Ridhimaa: (together) Armaan!
Shashank was shocked at Ridhimaa.
Padma: Armaan... tum kahin nahi jaoge...
Nani: Wo bhi is haalat me...
Shashank: (standing up in a rage) Aap dono samajhte kyun nahi? Ridhimaa bhi yahi chaahti hai ki Armaan yahaan se chala jaaye. Hai na Ridhimaa?
Ridhimaa was in a fix. She looked at Armaan with tearful eyes. Armaan again nodded his head. Ridhimaa stared at him.
Shashank: Ridhimaa... bolo... tumhe yaad hai na ki kis tarah Dr.Armaan ne tum par haath uthaaya tha... uski wajah se tum hum sabko...
Ridhimaa: (in a mellow voice) Papa... main aapse ek baat poochhun?
Shashank: (sitting down again) Haan beta... poochho na...
They were all surprised. What was Ridhimaa going to say? Ridhimaa had her head bowed. Her tears were wetting her lap. Armaan was wounded to the heart on seeing her tears.
Armaan: Main chala jaata hoon... mujhe kuch kaam hai...
Shahrukh: Subah ke teen baje?
Armaan: Wo main... mujhe...
Ridhimaa: Ek minute Armaan... bas ek minute... tumhare pass mere liye ek minute to hai na?
Armaan: Wo main...
Shashank: Usey mat roko beta... jaane do... uske liye tum maayne nahi rakhti...
But Ridhimaa was not listening to him. She was gazing constantly at Armaan, who gave up his decision to go away.
Armaan: Theek hai...
Ridhimaa: Thanks! Papa...
Shashank: Haan beta...
Ridhimaa: Papa... aap mujhe kuch yaad karne ko keh rahe the na?
Shashank: Haan... ki kaise Armaan ne...
Ridhimaa: (completing) Ki kaise usne meri jaan bachaayi... khud goli khaayi lekin mujhe ek kharonch tak nahi aane di... kaise mere liye har baar apni jaan khatre me daali... kaise har baar mujhe har khatre se bachaaya... chaahe wo Aditya ho... Karan ho... gangsters ho... terrorists ho ya fir koi aur! Kaise mujhe zara sa behosh dekhkar wo apni parvaah na karte hue mujhe Emergency Ward tak utha kar laaya... jiske baad khud uski life ko khatra ho gaya... kaise sirf mere kehne par wo Sanjeevani, apna kaam, hum sabko chhodkar chala gaya... kaise usne mera operation tab karwaaya jab sab ummeed chhod chuke the... hai na Papa?
All went silent. Nobody was expecting this answer from Ridhimaa, not even Armaan.
Ridhimaa found them all staring at her in disbelief.
Ridhimaa: Kya hua Papa? Maine kuch galat kaha kya?
Shashank: Wo... tum...
He was speechless, but then he decided to make a last, final attempt. Shashank sat down beside Ridhimaa on her bed. Ridhimaa was not looking at anyone else. She was just staring at Shashank.
Shashank: Ridhimaa... beta... tumhare yahaan se jaane ki wajah kaun tha? Armaan! Tumhare dukh, tumhare takleefon ki wajah kaun tha? Armaan! Tumhe hum sabse door karne ki wajah kaun tha? Sirf aur sirf Armaan! Kyunki usne bina kisi baat ke, tum par haath uthaaya... meri phool si beti par...
Ridhimaa: (holding Shashank's hand) Papa... aapko ye yaad hai ki Armaan ne mujh par haath uthaaya... lekin aapko ye yaad nahi ki kis wajah se usne mujh par hath uthaaya... Papa... mujhe poora yakeen hai... Armaan kabhi sapne me bhi mujhe koi takleef dene ke baare me soch tak nahi sakta... us din bhi... sirf aur sirf mujhe hosh me laane ke liye, jab uske saare attempts fail ho gaye... tab galti se uska haath mujhpar uth gaya. Aur us din to aap bhi yahi keh rahe the. Agar Armaan mujhe hosh me nahi laata to main pata nahi kya kar baithti. Aap bataiye... Armaan ne kya galat kiya? Aur aap kehte hain ki meri takleefon ki wajah Armaan hai, mere gam, mujhe aap sabse door le jaane ki wajah Armaan hai... nahi Papa! Meri khushiyon ki wajah Armaan hai! Meri zindagi... meri saanson ki wajah Armaan hai! Aaj mere yahaan par theek hone, mere jism me daudte khoon ki wajah Armaan hai... sirf aur sirf Armaan! Aapne socha bhi kaise Papa... aapne socha bhi kaise ki main Armaan ki wajah se aap logon ko chod kar jaungi? Armaan kuch nahi jaanta tha Papa. Infact, maine aap sabke liye letters likhe the... lekin Armaan ko letter... ek minute... main aapko abhi dikhaati hoon...
She turned towards Armaan.
Ridhimaa: (without looking at his shocked face) Armaan... tumhare pass abhi bhi wo letter hoga na? Do mujhe...
Armaan's shaking hand came up and put the crumpled letter in Ridhimaa's hand. Ridhimaa showed the letter to Shashank.
Ridhimaa: Ye dekhiye Papa... ye... ye letter maine Armaan ko likha tha... aapko isme kuch dikhaayi deta hai?
Shashank scanned the letter.
Ridhimaa: Lekin mujhe dikhaayi deta hai Papa... mujhe isme apni majboori, apna pyar, Armaan ki betaabi, Armaan ka gussa, uske aansun, uski muhabbat sab dikhaayi dete hain... aap kaise nahi dekh pa rahe Papa? Aapko meri majboori, mera pyar nahi dikhaayi deta... ki main kitni majboor thi apne dil ke haathon ki main Armaan ko uske naam ke alaawa aur kuch bhi likhne ki himmat na kar saki? Ye dekhiye Papa... Armaan ke aansun... jiski wajah se khud uska naam mit gaya... uski muhabbat jisne mere liye uska naam mit jaane diya... uski betaabi... Papa... dekhiye... ye letter kitni baar padha gaya hai... shaayad isi ummeed se ki main kabhi waapas aaungi aur is letter ko poora karungi... ye dekhiye Papa... Armaan ka gussa... jiski wajah se Armaan ne pata nahi kitni baar is letter ko fenk diya hoga... lekin apni muhabbat ki wajah se fir utha liya... Papa... kya ab bhi aapko wo sab nahi dikhaayi deta?
Shashank gazed at Ridhimaa, unbelievingly.
Shashank: Lekin... lekin... lekin Ridhimaa... tumne abhi-abhi to kaha ki tum Armaan ki wajah se...
Ridhimaa: Papa... sach ye hai ki yahaan se jaane ka faisla sirf mera tha... issey Armaan ka koi connection nahi hai...
Shashank: Lekin tumne...
Ridhimaa: Haan Papa... wo sach nahi tha jo maine kaha tha... lekin Papa... aapne dekha... ki kaise Armaan ne wo galti jo usne kabhi ki hi nahi, kaise wo gunaah apne sir le liya...
Shashank: Mujhe kuch samajh me nahi aa raha... agar tumhare jaane ki wajah Armaan nahi tha to fir kya wajah thi jo tum...
Ridhimaa: Wo main aapko nahi bata sakti Papa... haan ek waada kar sakti hoon ki jab main ab yahaan se jaungi to aapko mere jaane ka time, aur mere jaane ki wajah, dono pata hongi...
Padma: Kya? Tum... tum...
Shashank: Ab tum kahin nahi jaogi...
Ridhimaa: Jaana to mujhe hai Papa... aur aap sabko meri kasam... koi mujhe rokega nahi...
They all looked at each other.
Nani: Ridhimaa beta...
Anjali: Tum fir se chali jaogi Ridzi? Hum sabke baare me tumne ye faisla lene se pehle ek baar bhi nahi socha?
Atul: Hum sab tumhe kitna miss karte the Ridz...
Muskaan: Aur ab tum chali jaogi to...
Rahul: Hum sabko tumhari fikr rahegi...
Shahrukh: Ridhimaa... waise ye tumhara personal matter hai... lekin Ridhimaa... jaane ki zaroorat kya hai? Hum sab hain na yahaan par tumhara saath dene ke liye... tum bina jaaye bhi wo kaam kar sakti ho...
Shashank: Aakhir ye sab kya hai Ridhimaa? Tum na to hume wajah bataana chaahti ho... aur na hi yahaan par ruk rahi ho...
Ridhimaa: Please Papa... maine decision le liya hai aur ye final hai.
Shashank stared at Ridhimaa.
Armaan, Shashank: (together) Tum bahut badal gayi ho Ridhimaa.
Ridhimaa smiled vaguely.
Ridhimaa: Haan main bahut badal gayi hoon... ab mujhe khud par vishwaas hai ki main koi bhi kaam kar sakti hoon... zindagi ki jung akele lad sakti hoon... har situation ka saamna kar sakti hoon... ab main roungi nahi... haar kar nahi baithungi... aur ye maine tumse hi seekha hai Armaan. tumhare vishwaas ne hi mujhe khud par vishwaas karna sikhaaya hai.
They were all gaping at the confident, determined face of Ridhimaa.
Shashank: Ridhimaa... main tumhara pita hoon... mujhe sachchayi jaanne aur tumhe rokne ka poora haq hai...
Ridhimaa: Beshaq aapko sachchayi jaane ka haq hai aur wo sach main aapko zaroor bataungi... lekin mujhe rokne ka haq ek insaan ke alaawa aur kisiko nahi hai...
Nani: Kisko haq hai tumhe rokne ka?
Ridhimaa: Khud mujhe!
Shashank: Tum meri baat nahi maanogi?
Padma: Ridhimaa... tum kisike bhi rokne se nahi rukogi? Agar tumhare Papa tumhe rokna chaahein to?
Shashank: Aur agar tumhe Armaan rokna chaahe to?
Ridhimaa did not answer. Shashank was again hopeful.
Shashank: Dr.Armaan... aap Ridhimaa ko rokiye... I'm sure wo aapke kehne se zaroor ruk jaayegi...
Then he held Ridhimaa by her shoulders and shook her as if trying to shake the audacious thought out of her mind.
Shashank: Ridhimaa... Armaan tumhe rokega to tum ruk jaogi na? Tumhe tumhara sapna yaad hai na? Armaan tumhe rok raha tha... tum nahi ruk rahi thi... aur fir Armaan...
Ridhimaa was horrified. For a few minutes, she had forgotten her dream. But now, it all came back to her... Armaan, lying sprawled on the ground, a pool of blood around him...
Armaan: (roaring) Enough sir!
He stood up and prised Shashank's hands off Ridhimaa's shoulders. Ridhimaa was still shaking. Tears were rolling down her eyes which were wide in horror. Armaan held Ridhimaa's face in his hands. Ridhimaa was still thinking about that terrible nightmare.
Armaan: (ordering) Ridhimaa... mat socho wo sab... wo sirf ek sapna tha... Ridhimaa... trust me!
Ridhimaa: (weeping) Armaan wo... tum...
Armaan: Shh... tum ab aaraam karo...
Ridhimaa: Tum kahin jaoge to nahi na Armaan?
Armaan: (making Ridhimaa lie down on the bed) Nahi... nahi jaunga... promise! Aur na hi tumhe waapas jaane se rokunga... so relax... aur ab aaraam karo... OK?
But Ridhimaa still looked uneasy. Armaan started stroking her hair. A little while later, Ridhimaa drowsed off to sleep. Armaan took his hand off her hair and was about to stand up when he remembered his promise. Then he noticed that his left hand was clenched tightly by Ridhimaa's left hand, even in her sleep. Armaan gazed for a moment at the engagement rings both in his hand and as well as Ridhimaa's.
Shashank: Dr.Armaan... aapne ye kyun kaha ki aap Ridhimaa ko nahi rokenge?
He looked up at Shashank. Armaan had tears in his eyes but he did not try to hide them.
Armaan: (in a shaking voice) Kyunki... main usey nahi rokunga...
Shashank: What? Tum Ridhimaa ko jaane doge? Wo chali jaayegi?
Armaan: Yes sir... agar usey jaana hoga to wo zaroor chali jaayegi aur aap is ummeed me mat rahiyega ki main usey rokunga. No... I'll let her go... shaayad aap bhool gaye lekin mujhe yaad hai... Ridhimaa ne apni kasam dekar mujhe chup kara diya hai... main chaahkar bhi usey nahi rok sakta...
He then gazed at Ridhimaa's face for a second.
Armaan: (adding) Aur na hi main usey rokna chaahta hoon.
All were staring dumbstruck at Armaan.
No one questioned him now. Armaan did not move from his place.
Padma: Armaan... tum bhi jaakar aaraam kar lo...
Armaan: Chala jaunga Mamma... pehle Ridhimaa so jaaye...
Shahrukh: Wo so gayi hai Armaan...
Armaan looked at Ridhimaa, who was sleeping.
But he kept sitting. Suddenly Ridhimaa started rolling her head from one side to another. She was dreaming the same dream.
Ridhimaa: (mumbling) Armaan... Armaan...
Shashank: (rushing forwards) Ridhimaa!
He kept his hand on Ridhimaa's forehead. Ridhimaa calmed down a little. Armaan again started stroking her hair. A few minutes later, Ridhimaa was sleeping peacefully. There was no sign of any fear, any horror on her face. She looked contented and happy.
Shahrukh: OK... I'll take your leave now! Bye...
He came near Armaan and hugged him.
Shahrukh: Take care... aur Ridhimaa ka bhi khayaal rakhna... agar time mila to shaayad subah ya shaam ko aa paun. OK?
Armaan: OK... agar aap nahi aaye... then also no problem!
Shahrukh: Aisa tum keh sakte ho... lekin main biwi-bachchon waala aadmi hoon... Gauri aur bachche sunenge... to zidd karenge...
Then he hugged Muskaan, Anjali, Rahul, Atul, Padma, Nani and left. Shashank noticed the absence of his hug but then he let it be.
Shashank: Doctors... aap log bhi jaaiye... jaakar aaraam kijiye...
Atul: Nahi... main yahin rukunga...
Shashank: Dr.Atul... ab Ridhimaa theek hai... aur hum sab hain uske pass...
Atul: I know... Ridhimaa ke pass uske Mom-Dad, Anjali, Nani, Armaan sab hain... lekin mera bhai yahaan akela hai... usey meri zaroorat hai...
Armaan was deeply moved.
Armaan: (beckoning Atul towards himself) Champ!
Atul came over and hugged Armaan, whose one hand was still clenched tightly by Ridhimaa.
Muskaan: (to Rahul and Anjali) Dekh... humare bina...
The three also came forwards and joined in the hug. Padma and Nani had tears in their eyes. Shashank was not able to understand anything.
Armaan: I'm sorry guys... maine itne dinon tak khud ko tum sabse kitna door rakha... main sochta tha ki ab mera saath dene waala, mere aansun ponchhne waala koi nahi hai. Lekin main ye bhool gaya tha ki mere dost bhi hain jo har pal, har kadam par mere saath hain, mere pass hain.
Muskaan: Ab zyada senti ya filmy hone ki zaroorat nahi hai...
Anjali: Yeah... I don't want to cry now!
Atul: Agar Ridz bhi theek hoti to humara group hug poora ho jaata...
Rahul: Haan... bahut miss kar raha hai na usey?
Rahul: Armaan aur kaun?
Rahul: OK baba...
Armaan: Rahul.... tu Muskaan aur Champ ko waapas le ja... fir kal subah aa jaana...
Muskaan: Main kahin nahi ja rahi...
Rahul; Hum log bhi yahin tere saath, tere pass rahenge...
Atul: Aur ye Veeru apne Jai ko chodkar kahin nahi jaayega.
Armaan: (smiling to himself and at his fate) Jai? Champ Jai to end me marr gaya tha...
Anjali: Armaan... tum aisi hi baatein karoge then you'll surely be dead!
Armaan: Achha... nahi karunga aisi baatein... ab to tum log jao... Ridhimaa theek hai.
Rahul, Atul, Muskaan: (together) Aur tu?
Armaan: Main bhi...
Nani: Mere khayaal se ab sab logon ko jaakar aaraam karna chahiye... jao bachchon... Anjali... tum bhi jao...
Anjali: (giving up) OK Nani... lekin kal subah hum log aa jaayenge...
They all started to leave.
Shashank: Dr.Armaan... aapki tabiyat bhi theek nahi hai... aapko bhi jaakar aaraam karna chahiye...
But Armaan did not answer. The others went away, knowing fully well that Armaan would not budge from his place.
Nani: Armaan... tu bhi ja...
Armaan: (simply) Kahaan jaun nani?
Nani: Beta... tumhari tabiyat...
Armaan: Ab theek hai nani...
Padma: Lekin Armaan... tum...
But when Armaan turned his head to look towards her, she could not speak more. She just came and sat near Armaan. Armaan, holding Ridhimaa's hand in his, kept his head in Padma's lap and closed his eyes.
Padma: (stroking Armaan's hair) Armaan tum waapas chale jao...
But then she realised that Armaan was not awake. He was sleeping.
Padma: Arrey... Armaan!
Nani: Kya hua Padma? Kya hua Armaan ko?
Padma: Ma... Armaan to so gaya... main usey uthaun?
Nani looked at Shashank.
Shashank: Nahi... sone do usey... aur aap dono bhi jaakar aaraam kar lijiye... main yahaan rukta hoon... I'll take care of Ridhimaa.
Padma: Aur Armaan? Usey hum aise hi akela yahaan chod dein?
Shashank: Lekin main to yahaan...
Nani: Tum to Ridhimaa ke liye ho na... Armaan ke liye to...
Just then Armaan stirred on hearing his name.
He opened his eyes and then sat up straight.
Armaan: (to Padma) Kya hua? Ridhimaa...
Padma: Wo theek hai... so rahi hai...
Armaan: I'm sorry mujhe pata hi nahi chala... ki main kab... waise ab aap log jaakar aaraam kijiye. Aap log thak bhi gaye honge...
Then he put his hand in the pocket and took out a bunch of keys.
Armaan: Ye... agar aap log Ridz nahi jaana chaahte to... ye rahi ghar ki keys.
Nani took them.
Nani: Is waqt ghar jaana hi sahi hoga... chalein Padma?
Padma: Chaliye... Armaan... tum humari baat to maanoge nahi...
Armaan: Maine aapki kaun si baat nahi maani?
Nani: Achha... to tum humari har baat maante ho?
Nani: To tum humari baat maan kar Hotel waapas jaoge?
Armaan: Haan bilkul... subah Ridhimaa ke uthte hi chala jaunga...
Padma: Armaan... hum abhi ki baat kar rahe hain...
Armaan: Oh! To abhi main nahi ja sakta... maine promise kiya hai na... aur promises todna to buri baat hoti hai....
Shashank: Dr.Armaan... aap jaaiye. Main yahaan hoon...
Armaan did not even look at Shashank while answering.
Armaan: I'm sorry sir... main ye nahi kar sakta. Mamma... Nani... aap log jaaiye. Agar sir aapko nahi bhejne jaayenge... to main abhi Rahul ya Shahrukh sir ko phone kar deta hoon... wo zaroor aayenge.
Shashank: Iski zaroorat nahi hai. Main apne gharwaalon ko khud bhej ke aa sakta hoon. Mujhe isme kisi ki help nahi chahiye.
Armaan: As you wish!
He, Padma and Nani went away. Armaan again started looking at Ridhimaa's calm, beautiful sleeping face. A few minutes later, he too was sleeping, sitting on the ground, resting his head against the bed, still holding Ridhimaa's hand.
Next morning, Ridhimaa woke up with a start. She had again seen that dream.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... Armaan...
But Armaan could not hear her. He was sleeping soundly. Ridhimaa realised that she was at Sanjeevani and it was all just a dream. She saw Armaan's hand in hers and then turned her head sideways to look at Armaan. Tears came rolling down her cheeks as she remembered the dream. Ridhimaa raised her right hand and slightly touched Armaan's head, not wanting to hold him or anything, but just to make sure that he was really there with her, unscathed and alive. Armaan woke up at the touch. He raised his head and noticed Ridhimaa turning her head away in time. But her tears could not go missed by Armaan.
Ridhimaa did not look at him. She was still sobbing. Armaan turned her face towards himself.
Armaan: (softly) Fir wahi sapna dekha... hai na Ridhimaa?
Ridhimaa: Wo sirf ek sapna tha na Armaan? Tum to bilkul theek ho na?
Armaan: Haan Ridhimaa... ab chalo... rona band karo...
He held Ridhimaa's face and swiped off her tears with his fingertips and then proceeded to kiss her on the forehead. Ridhimaa closed her eyes, anticipating the kiss. But the kiss did not come. She opened her eyes to find Armaan gazing still-fixed at her, hesitating. Then he stood up to leave but Ridhimaa did not let go of his hand.
Ridhimaa: (fearfully) Nahi!
Armaan: (trying to free his hand) Ridhimaa... mera haath...
Ridhimaa: Tum... tum kahin nahi jaoge... tum...
Her voice did not help her. Tears again came to Ridhimaa's aid. She was dreading the time when Armaan would go away; leaving her... dreading what would happen if her nightmare came true.
Armaan: Ridhimaa... mujhe kuch nahi hoga...
Ridhimaa: Tum kahin nahi jaoge... bas!
Armaan was defeated by her tears. Still, he was very angry.
Armaan: OK fine! Lekin ek baat yaad rakhna Ridhimaa. Agar maut aani hogi, to wo aakar rahegi, chaahe main kahin bhi rahun. Usme na tum kuch kar sakti ho aur na main.
Ridhimaa was horrified at Armaan's words.
Padma: (from the door) Armaan!
She, Nani and Shashank had come back. The three rushed forwards. Shashank was trying to stop Ridhimaa from crying. Nani and Padma were looking very angry with Armaan.
Padma: Ye tum kya bol rahe the Armaan?
Armaan: Wo... kuch nahi... sorry.
He looked at Ridhimaa, whose condition had worsened in just a few seconds.
Nani saw Armaan looking at Ridhimaa and knew what he was thinking.
Nani: Armaan... tum ghar jaake aaraam karo.
Ridhimaa gripped Armaan's hand more tightly which didn't go unnoticed by anyone.
Armaan: (not averting his eyes from Ridhimaa's fear-stricken, tearful face) Main... main thodi der baad chala jaunga Nani.
Nani: Beta... tumhari tabiyat kharaab hai... jaakar aaraam kar lo... Ridhimaa... Armaan ko jaane do beta. Uski tabiyat bhi theek nahi hai... aur kal se yahin baitha hai... na kuch khaaya hai, na piya hai...
Ridhimaa looked at Armaan, who now switched his gaze away from her. She left his hand. Armaan looked back at her.
Ridhimaa: Tum... tum waapas aaoge na?
Armaan was still quite angry with Ridhimaa and wanted to refuse whole-heartedly. When he looked into her eyes, he himself didn't know what had made him speak.
Armaan: Bas abhi thodi der me aata hoon.
But then, when he saw the pride, happiness and relief spreading over Ridhimaa's face, he knew it was love. Armaan came near Ridhimaa, held her face in his hands and cleared off her tears.
Armaan: Chalo... ab so jao...
Ridhimaa: Na... nahi... baad me... abhi nahi...
Armaan knew she was afraid. He kept his hand on her eyes and closed them and then started stroking her hair. A few seconds, later, Ridhimaa had drifted off into a sound sleep. Armaan gave a reassuring nod to Padma and Nani and without as much as a glance towards Shashank; he strode out of the room.
That evening, as Armaan entered Ridhimaa's room, he saw Padma and Anjali sitting there, talking. They both looked up as he entered.
Anjali: Tum fir aa gaye?
Padma: Beta... tumhe aaraam ki zaroorat hai... kyun aaye?
Armaan: Maine aaraam kar liya Mamma... Ridhimaa kaisi hai?
Padma: So rahi hai...
Armaan: Abhi tak so rahi hai?
Padma: Haan... main to kitni der se yahin baithi hoon... shaayad medicines ka asar hai.
Armaan: Lekin medicines to raat me di jayengi. Abhi kaise...
Padma: (standing up) Sone do... achha hai... aaraam kar le...
Armaan: (quite confused) Haan... aur aaj raat ko...
Anjali: (herself standing up) Dad yahaan ruk rahe hain... chalo hum log chalte hain
He glanced back at the sleeping Ridhimaa and then turned to go when someone held his hand. He revolved on his feet to find Ridhimaa smiling at him. Armaan stared at her and then realised that Ridhimaa had just been faking sleep. Padma and Anjali had gone.
Armaan: Tum naatak kyun kar rahi thi sone ka?
Ridhimaa: Wo... mujhe... mujhe kisi se baat nahi karni thi... isliye...
Armaan tried to shrug her hand off.
Ridhimaa: Lekin tumse baat karni hai...
Armaan stopped freeing his hand and sat down on a chair beside Ridhimaa's bed. Ridhimaa tried to get up but was left groaning. Armaan helped her to sit and put a pillow behind her back to give support. Then he slightly rested Ridhimaa's head at the pillow. All this while, Ridhimaa was looking continuously towards him. Armaan resumed his chair, took out a few medicines and handed them to Ridhimaa. Ridhimaa swallowed them with a glass of water without any word. Armaan, hugely surprised, started cutting apples for Ridhimaa, who was still watching him.
Ridhimaa: Kaise ho?
Armaan did not answer. After cutting the apples, he was cutting the apple pieces into still smaller pieces. Ridhimaa smiled at this. Armaan gave her a small piece of apple. When she did not take it, he opened her mouth and put it inside. Ridhimaa started eating.
Ridhimaa: Gussa ho mujhse?
Armaan did not answer still.
Ridhimaa: (making a last attempt) Tum Gazal se pyar karte ho na?
Armaan: What? No!
But then he saw that Ridhimaa was smiling.
Ridhimaa: Main bas ye dekh rahi thi ki tum bolna bhool to nahi gaye.
Armaan: (popping another piece of apple in Ridhimaa's mouth) Very funny!
Ridhimaa: (eating the apple) Tum Gazal se pyar nahi karte to kissey pyar karte ho?
Armaan: Kisise nahi.
Ridhimaa: (tentatively) Mujhse bhi nahi?
Armaan: Tum aakhir chaahti kya ho?
Armaan: Tum... tum marna chaahti ho?
Ridhimaa: (casually) Haan... lekin abhi nahi... pehle Maani bhaiyya waala kaam poora ho jaaye... fir... warna abhi Maani bhaiyya akele ho jaayenge.
Armaan: Aur... aur main?
Ridhimaa: (not looking at Armaan) Tum to mujhse pyar nahi karte na... main rahun, na rahun... tumhe issey kya fark padta hai? Tum to mujhse nafrat karte ho. Aur agar main marr jaungi to kum se kum tum...
Shashank: (rushing inside) Armaan!
Ridhimaa looked at Armaan. He had been gazing still-fixed at her with wide, shocked eyes. Shashank had run to Armaan and was now holding Armaan's left hand, which was drenched in blood. Somehow, the knife had cut into Armaan's hand. Armaan looked at Shashank. He was looking extremely concerned. Armaan pulled his hand free and rushed out of the room, leaving Shashank and Ridhimaa staring behind his back.
Armaan was trying to bandage his hand. Somebody snatched the bandage roll from him. Armaan looked up to find Shashank standing before him. Shashank started bandaging Armaan's hand.
Armaan: Main kar lunga sir... aapko takleef lene ki koi zaroorat...
There was a silence after that in which Shashank continued to bandage Armaan’s hand. When it was done, Shashank spoke.
Shashank: (without looking up) Kabhi meri jagah pe aakar dekhna Armaan ki tumhe kissey takleef hoti hai... apne bachche ki takleef se ya fir uski dekhbhal karne se.
Armaan: (not understanding at first) Ji?
Shashank: (standing up) Chalo...
Armaan stood up, still staring at Shashank and trying to understand what he had just said. Shashank had started walking.
Shashank looked back at Armaan who was shocked to find an ocean of tears behind the strict eyes of Shashank. Shashank looked away and Armaan started walking beside him, wordlessly, but in some inexplicable way, feeling a little guiltier than before.
Meanwhile, Ridhimaa was trying to free herself from Anjali's arms. She had left her bed and was crying non-stop.
Ridhimaa: Di... mujhe Armaan ke pass jaana hai... usey chot lagi hai... please Di mujhe jaane do... please!
Anjali: Ridzi! Waapas bed par leto! Ridzi don't you dare step out of the room!
Ridhimaa: (at last managing to free herself and running towards the door) Di! Mujhe jaana hai bas! Armaan ke haath se khoon beh raha tha Di! Use kitna dard ho raha hoga... mujhe please uske pass jaane do na... Armaan ko...
She froze at the door where Armaan was standing with Shashank. Ridhimaa looked from Armaan's face to his bandaged hand and then back into Armaan's eyes.
Armaan: (surprised, worried) Ridhimaa... tum bed se kyun...
He could not go on further as Ridhimaa flung her arms around him and hid her face in his chest, tears running down her cheeks, hugely relieved that Armaan was alright. Armaan was taken aback and did not hug her, while Ridhimaa was hugging him hard, as if she just wanted to keep him safe with her. Armaan looked at Anjali who made a puppy face, shrugging her shoulders. Then he looked at Shashank who was slightly smiling. Ridhimaa's grip on his back was slackening. Her body went limp. Armaan held her and looked at her face to find that she had gone asleep.
Anjali: Ridzi so gayi? Aise?
Armaan: (very confused) Haan... kahin kuch...
Shashank: Medicines ka effect hai... isiliye so gayi.
Armaan nodded. Then he picked Ridhimaa up and went to the bed where he laid her down gently. As Armaan tried to get up, Ridhimaa's arms came up and held him tightly, preventing him from getting up.
Armaan: (quite embarrassed) Ridh... Ridhimaa... Ridhimaa chhodo...
Ridhimaa moved slightly in her sleep, pulling Armaan along with her. She was now hugging him and sleeping happily on his chest with Armaan lying on the bed on her left side. Anjali could not control her giggle.
Armaan glared at Anjali, who kept her hand on her mouth to control herself.
Anjali: Shhh... Ridz so rahi hai... sone do use...
Armaan: Aur main?
Anjali: Tum bhi so jao. Kisine roka hai kya?
She did not wait after completing.
Anjali: (rushing out of the room) Bye Dad, bye Armaan. Good night!
Armaan now looked at Shashank helplessly. Shashank, who had been smiling a moment before, dumped himself on a nearby sofa and kept a newspaper before his face, trying to hide his grin behind it.
Armaan: Main... main kya... main kya karun? Wo Ridhimaa...
Shashank: So jao...
Shashank: I mean... jab Ridhimaa achhe se so jaaye, tab uth jaana... abhi uthoge to uski neend toot jaayegi.
Armaan thought this to be a better idea. He shifted a little and then started stroking Ridhimaa's hair, gazing at her beautiful face. A long train of thoughts was going around in his mind: about Ridhimaa, about Maan, about Shashank... he himself didn't get to know when he had drifted into an uneasy sleep.
Shashank stood up from his place and came near Ridhimaa's bed. Ridhimaa was sleeping, fully content, resting her head on Armaan's chest. Armaan was laying a little clumsily, his legs off the bed and his right hand still on Ridhimaa's hair. Shashank stood watching the pair for a very long time, so long that his eyes began to water, with happiness or guilt, he didn't know.
Ridhimaa opened her eyes dreamily, felt Armaan before she saw him. She moved her right hand from his waist and kept it on his heart.
Ridhimaa: (kissing Armaan's chest and speaking as if in a dream) Love you Armaan... I love you!
Her eyes closed and she slipped back into sleep. Armaan, still in deep sleep, held Ridhimaa's right hand with his wounded left hand and pressed it at his heart. He turned his face towards Ridhimaa and kissed her forehead without even moving an eyelash.
Armaan: I love you too Ridhimaa!
Armaan's right hand held Ridhimaa close to himself and he went back to sleep. Shashank could not help himself now. A tear dropped from his eyes and got lost in his shirt.
Shashank: (speaking to himself) Ye dono kabhi alag nahi ho sakte... main chaahun tab bhi nahi... poori kaaynaat chaahe tab bhi nahi... I'm sorry Armaan... maine tumhe galat samjha. Lekin main apni galti sudharunga. Ab mere bete ki zindagi me koi pareshaani, koi gam nahi aayega... uska pyar usko milkar rahega. Ye mera apne aapse waada hai.
He bent forward and kissed Ridhimaa's forehead. Then stopped, hesitated and kissed Armaan’s forehead too. Shashank lifted Armaan's legs off the ground and placed them comfortably on the bed. Then he resumed his seat on the sofa.
In the morning. Shashank left Sanjeevani to go to his house and relax. A little while later, Ridhimaa woke up and looked at the hand which was holding hers. She saw the bandage and then the engagement ring. Ridhimaa held Armaan's hand, brought it near her lips and caressed it slightly. Then she realised that her hair were almost covering Armaan's face. Ridhimaa started to brush her hair off when Armaan moved his head and snuggled more close, putting his head again under her hair, as if it was the most comfortable feeling in the world. Ridhimaa started to get up and this disturbed Armaan's sleep. He held her tighter, cuddling her close to himself and opened his eyes. Ridhimaa was not looking at him. Armaan, fully mesmerized now, kept his hand on Ridhimaa's cheek. Ridhimaa opened her eyes at this touch and teardrops rolled down her cheeks. She saw Armaan's eyes widening with concern and got up hastily.
Armaan: Ridhimaa tum...
But just then the door of the room banged open and Gazal entered inside, decked in red throughout.
Gazal: Hey every...
She stopped. Armaan lying on Ridhimaa's bed, Ridhimaa sitting, most probably crying. This was the most unexpected scene Gazal had imagined.
Gazal: Aap dono... yahaan...
She hastened forwards on seeing Ridhimaa's tears.
Gazal: Ridhimaa... aap ro rahi hain? Kya hua? Zaroor Armaan ne kuch kaha hoga, right? Ye to hain hi aise... poore ke poore kadwe karele... Armaan... kya kaha aapne Ridhimaa se?
Armaan ignored Gazal's question.
Gazal: Jhootha naatak karne ki zaroorat nahi hai... pehle khud hi...
Armaan: Please G.S! Stop it! Ridhimaa... kya hua? Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa looked back at him and then slowly jammed herself onto his chest, hugging him, crying on his chest.
Ridhimaa: (softly) Mera Armaan karela thode hi hai... mera Armaan to apple hai... hai na Armaan?
Armaan knew something was wrong, however hard Ridhimaa tried to change the subject.
Armaan: (holding Ridhimaa) Ridhimaa...
He raised his hand and wiped off Ridhimaa's tears which again reappeared into her eyes. She looked at Armaan, who was shaking his head, trying to tell Ridhimaa to stop crying.
Ridhimaa: I'm... I'm sorry Armaan... I'm sorry. Meri wajah se...
Armaan followed her gaze and saw that she was eyeing his bandaged hand. In a second he understood everything. His arms' hold grew tight around Ridhimaa.
Armaan: (defeated) Ridhimaa! Bas… Shhh... Ridhimaa... tumhari wajah se nahi... ye to galti se...
Ridhimaa: (not even listening to Armaan) Tum mujhe gussa ho na Armaan?
Armaan: Nahi Ridhimaa... tum please rona band...
Ridhimaa: (continuing to sob) Tum mujhse nafrat to nahi karte na Armaan?
Armaan: Bilkul nahi... Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa: (looking straight into his eyes) Tum mujhe kabhi chhodoge to nahi na Armaan?
Armaan: (holding Ridhimaa's gaze) Kabhi nahi...
Ridhimaa again hid her face in Armaan's chest. Gazal kept staring at the pair, bewildered.
Armaan was stroking Ridhimaa's hair and rubbing her back, trying to comfort her. Ridhimaa had stopped crying. A few minutes in Armaan's arms, Ridhimaa spoke.
Ridhimaa: Mujhe aaj discharge kar doge na Armaan?
Armaan: (without thinking) Of course Ridhimaa! Main... wait... kya?
He separated Ridhimaa from him. The latter was looking at him with imploring eyes.
Ridhimaa: Kar doge na Armaan?
Armaan: No way!
Ridhimaa: Please? Please... please... please... please... please?
Armaan: Bilkul nahi. Abhi tumhari tabiyat theek nahi hai...
Ridhimaa: Meri tabiyat bilkul theek hai Armaan... I'm fine!
Armaan: (imitating Ridhimaa's tone) I'm fine! Rubbish! Tumhe main aaj discharge nahi karunga.
Ridhimaa: Mujhe aaj hi discharge hona hai bas!
Armaan: Doctor main hoon ya tum? Tum patient ho...
Ridhimaa: For your kind information Dr.Armaan Mallik, main bhi ek doctor hoon aur ek hospital ki Head Physician bhi.
Armaan: Lekin Dr.Basket ka attending doctor kaun hai? Main! To wahi hoga jo main bol raha hoon.
Ridhimaa: (angrily) Fine! Mujhse baat mat karo. Let go of me. Chhodo mujhe.
Armaan: Nahi chhodunga...
Ridhimaa: Armaan maine kaha mujhe chhodo...
Ridhimaa: (almost shouting) Armaan!
Armaan: (pulling Ridhimaa towards him angrily) Ridhimaa!
With the force of the pull, Ridhimaa was rolled onto Armaan. Armaan held her on top of him. Gazal's eyes widened.
Ridhimaa: (struggling) Mujhe...
Armaan kept his finger on her lips. Ridhimaa stopped trying to free herself. Armaan held her face with his hand.
Armaan: (in a deeply passionate voice) Maine kaha tha na... tumhe kabhi nahi chhodunga... hai na?
Ridhimaa's eyes locked gaze with Armaan and they both forgot that they were angry with each other. Ridhimaa nodded. Armaan smiled. He brought his face closer. Ridhimaa did not flinch.
Gazal: (faking a cough to make her presence known) Ahem... ahem! Aap dono apna bedroom romance mere saamne hi karna chaahte hain ya fir main baahar chali jaun?
Ridhimaa hastily separated herself from Armaan and sat down on the bed. Armaan too stood up and left the bed.
Armaan: Main... wo... main ghar ja raha hoon fresh hone...
Ridhimaa: Armaan... mujhe discharge...
Armaan: Tumhare kuch tests karne hain. Agar reports normal aayi to tumhe aaj discharge kar diya jaayega.
Ridhimaa's smile was as wide as it could be.
Ridhimaa: Thank you Armaan! You are the best!
Armaan too flashed his million dollar smile. Ridhimaa tried to get up from the bed.
Armaan: Lekin mere aane tak tumhe bed se uthne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai warna...
Ridhimaa: Lekin mujhe to abhi bahut logon se milna hai... Sister Lovely, Nana, Bi...
A shadow crossed Armaan's face.
Armaan: Abhi nahi. Baad me mil lena. Abhi tum rest karo. Koi stress lene ki zaroorat nahi hai. Understood? Bye. G.S...
Armaan: Ridhimaa ka dhyan rakhna.
Gazal: Haaye! Kabhi humare liye bhi fikr kar liya kijiye...
Armaan: (smiling) Uske baare me sochunga. Bye.
He went out and Gazal came near Ridhimaa and engaged her into a long chat about Armaan and Sanjeevani.
A few hours later, Armaan entered Ridhimaa's room, only to find it empty.
Armaan: Just as I expected!
Just then, the washroom door opened and Ridhimaa emerged, drying her hair with a towel. She did not notice Armaan. Ridhimaa was wearing a short, metallic black tube top with body-hugging black jeans. Her wet hair in rigid curls was left loose on her bare shoulders. She became conscious of someone's presence and turned back to find Armaan, gazing still-fixed at her.
Ridhimaa: (quickly, afraid of Armaan's anger) Main bas wash lene ke liye bed se uthi thi...
Then she realised that Armaan had still not moved a single inch. He was just looking at her. A deep red flush filled Ridhimaa's cheeks and even though she was wearing a completely mod dress, her blushing made her look just like a shy, Indian bride. Armaan stepped forwards and Ridhimaa backwards. She did not know what Armaan was thinking or going to do. Armaan picked up Ridhimaa's jacket, came upto Ridhimaa and helped her wear it. Ridhimaa looked at him, surprised and Armaan put his hands around her waist. A shiver ran down Ridhimaa's spine.
Ridhimaa: (her eyes getting closed at this touch) Armaan!
Armaan brought his face very close to Ridhimaa's, who could feel his warm breath on her face. Melting before Armaan, Ridhimaa opened her eyes. Armaan's face was an inch away from her. Armaan zipped Ridhimaa's jacket and brought his face near Ridhimaa's ears.
Armaan: (breathing into Ridhimaa's ears) Aaj tum bahut... bahut... bahut... bahut...
Ridhimaa: (gaining control over herself and completing for him) Bahut khoobsurat lag rahi hoon... I know!
Armaan, being interfered in between his favourite line to compliment Ridhimaa, left her and turned around, angry like a small baby. Ridhimaa went and stood in front of him. Armaan turned his face away from her and in doing so; Ridhimaa's wet hair accidentally caressed his face. Ridhimaa kept her palm on Armaan's cheek and wiped off the water droplets and while removing her hand, she also removed Armaan’s glasses. Armaan switched his gaze back to Ridhimaa and fell into love once again with her. A knock came at the door.
Gazal: Ridhimaa... chaliye aapke tests karwaane hain.
Armaan sighed while Ridhimaa's face glowed. She walked out with Gazal leaving Armaan wondering if it was just a co-incidence or that Gazal did have a habit of dropping at wrong places at the wrong time.
Later that day, in the canteen. The interns as well as Maan and Ridhimaa were sitting, pondering over a little problem.
Ridhimaa: Main waapas Ridhimaan kyun nahi ja sakti?
Armaan, Maan: (together, for what seemed to them the hundredth time) Kyunki tumhari tabiyat theek nahi hai.
Ridhimaa: Meri saari test reports normal aayi hain. I'm OK. Aur main koi bachchi nahi hoon. Apna khayaal khud rakh sakti hoon.
Armaan: Enough Ridhimaa! Ab koi behes nahi hogi. Tum apne ghar jaogi. It's final!
Ridhimaa: Nahi... main Armaan bhaiyya...
Armaan glared at her while the others stifled a snigger.
Ridhimaa: I... I mean... main Maani bhaiyya ke saath Ridhimaan...
Armaan: Tumhare Maani bhaiyya bhi Ridz nahi ja rahe.
Ridhimaa looked at Maan who was looking as shocked as she, herself.
Ridhimaa: Lekin fir Maani bhaiyya kahaan jaayenge? Main unhe akela kaise...
Armaan: Maan mere saath rahenge, mere ghar me.
Ridhimaa: Tumhare saath?
Armaan: Tumhe koi problem hai ussey? Mere saath to wo akele nahi honge na?
Maan: (before Ridhimaa could speak) Lekin main aapke ghar me kaise...
Armaan: (turning towards Maan) Kyun? Kya problem hai mere ghar me?
Maan: Problem ghar me nahi...
Armaan: To kya mujhme hai?
Maan: Nahi... mera matlab hai ki... aapki privacy... aur aap Riddhi ke...
Armaan: Mera ghar kaafi bada hai. Main aapke room ne nahi aaunga, aap mere room me mat aaiyega. Dining, kitchen to sabka common hota hai. Aur main chaahe Ridhimaa ka jo bhi hoon, lekin aapka bhi to friend hoon, right? Aur agar aap mere saath rahenge to Ridhimaa ko bhi fikr nahi hogi.
Anjali: I think, this is a very good idea. Aur is tarah Ridzi Maan se milne bhi aa sakti hai. Warna agar itni frequently Ridhimaan jaati to Mom-Dad ko shaq ho jaata.
Armaan looked at Maan, who in turn looked at Ridhimaa, who nodded. Maan too relented.
Gazal: Chalo problem solve.
Muskaan: Ab kya karein?
Rahul: Chal romance karte hain.
Muskaan: Kiske saath?
Rahul: Thappad khaayegi?
Muskaan: Nahi... mujhe beswaad cheezein khaane ki aadat nahi hai.
Atul: Koi game khelte hain. Chalo sab log gaane gaate hain. Pairs divide kar lenge...
Gazal: Haan... main aur Armaan. Hum log to first aa jaayenge. Right Armaan?
Armaan: Mujhe koi gaana-waana nahi gaana.
Ridhimaa: Come on na Armaan! Gazal kitne pyar se keh rahi hai. Khel lo na...
Armaan: Maine kaha na mujhe nahi khelna.
Gazal: Apni girlfriend ki baat nahi maanenge aap?
Armaan: G.S! Tumse kisne kaha ki tum meri girlfriend ho?
Gazal: Maine apna naam kab liya? Main to Ridhimaa ki bat kar rahi thi. Aapko yaad hai? Aapne kaha tha ki agar Ridhimaa aap se kahegi to aap ga dete?
Ridhimaa looked at Armaan with raised eyebrows.
Armaan: Maine aisa-waisa kuch nahi kaha tha. Main nahi gaunga.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... tum pehle to aise nahi karte the... ab kya ho gaya?
Atul: Bechaare ko tumhari judaai ka sadma lag gaya. Main aur Anjali partners.
Muskaan: Mere sir to ye kankhajoora hi aayega.
Gazal: Armaan to gaayenge nahi. Fir main aur Maan. Aap to gaayenge na Maan?
Maan: Of course!
Ridhimaa: To fir main aur Armaan?
Maan: Dr.Armaan to gaayenge nahi. Riddhi tum haar jaogi. Partner change kar lo.
Ridhimaa: (quite confidently) Partner to main change nahi karungi. And itna to main jaanti hoon ki mera Armaan mujhe kabhi haarne nahi dega.
Armaan: Pehle mera chashma waapas do.
Ridhimaa: (ignoring Armaan) Guys... game shuru karo.
Anjali: OK... to main first.
Kaisa hai kaun hai wo jaaney kahaan hai...
Jiske liye mere honthon pe haan hai...
Apna hai ya begaana hai wo...
Sach hai ya koi afsaana hai wo...
Dekhe ghoor-ghoor ke yun hi door-door se...
Ussey kaho meri neend na churaaye...
Mere khwaabon me jo aaye...
Aake mujhe chhed jaaye...
Ussey kaho kabhi saamne to aaye...
Mere khwaabon me jo aaye.
Atul: Right! Ab main!
Soniyo, o soniyo
Tumhe dekhta hoon to sochta hoon bas yahi...
Tum jo mera saath do, saare gham bhulake...
Jee lu muskuraake zindagi...
Tu dede mera saath thaam le haath...
Chaahe jo bhi ho baat, tu bas de de mera saath...
Tu dede mera saath thaam le haath...
Chaahe jo bhi ho baat, tu bas de de mera saath...
Baby, come stand by my side
Come and be my guiding light
Oooo… I’ll be what you want me to be
I’ll give all my love in whole of my life
Anjali looked at atul but did not say anything.
Muskaan: (looking at Rahul, who had been continuously looking at her) Ab meri baari...
Yeh ladka hai Allah kaisa hai deewana...
Kitna mushkil hai tauba isko samjhaana...
Ke dheere dheere dil beqaraar hota hai...
Hote hote hote pyaar hota hai...
Ho, yeh ladka hai Allah kaisa hai deewana...
Kitna mushkil hai tauba isko samjhaana...
Ke dheere dheere dil beqaraar hota hai...
Hote hote hote, pyaar hota hai...
Ho, yeh ladka hai Allah kaisa hai deewana...
Mujhe raat din, bas mujhe chaahti ho...
Kaho na kaho mujhko sab kuch pata hai...
Haan, karoon kya mujhe tum bataati nahin ho...
Chhupaati ho mujhse yeh tumhaari khataa hai...
Aa mujhe raat din, bas mujhe chaahti ho...
Meri beqaraari ko had se badhaana...
Tumhe khoob aata hai baatein banaana...
Nigaahein milaake yun mera chain lena...
Sataake muhabbat mein yun dard dena...
Mujhe dekhke aise palkein jhukaana...
Sharaarat nahin hai to phir aur kya hai...
Aa mujhe raat din, bas mujhe chaahti ho...
Muskaan was blushing hard and Rahul could not take his eyes off her face. The others smiled. Gazal looked at Armaan, who was looking at Ridhimaa through the corners of his eyes.
Gazal: Now my turn.
Humne tumko dil yeh de diya...
Yeh bhi na poochha kaun ho tum...
Humne tumko dil yeh de diya...
Yeh bhi na poochha kaun ho tum...
Yeh faisla jo dil ne kiya...
Yeh faisla jo dil ne kiya...
Yeh faisla jo dil ne kiya to...
Yeh bhi na socha kaun ho tum...
Humne tumko dil yeh de diya...
Yeh bhi na poochha kaun ho tum...
Humne tumko dil yeh de diya...
Yeh bhi na poochha kaun ho tum...
Armaan, as well as Ridhimaa looked at her.
Ridhimaa: Kisko dil de diya Gazal?
Gazal: Jisko bhi diya, ye thode hi poochha ki wo kaun hai. Next time se address aur phone number lekar aaungi.
Armaan: Haan... jaise dus baar dil diya jaata hai!
Gazal: Haan to mere pass bahut bada dil hai... dus kya bees logon ko de sakti hoon.
Sach keh raha hai deewana dil...
Dil na kisi se lagaana...
Sach keh raha hai deewana dil...
Dil na kisi se lagaana...
Jhoothe hai yaar ke waade saare...
Jhoothi hai pyaar ki kasmein...
Maine har lamha jisse chaaha, jisse pooja...
Usi ne yaaron mera dil...
Toda toda, tanha tanha chhoda...
Sach keh raha hai deewana...
Armaan: Ye kiske liye tha Maan?
Maan: Kya matlab? Hum log kisike liye ga rahe the? I thought it was just a game! Mujhe pehle kyun nahi bataaya?
Ridhimaa: Nahi... aisi baat nahi hai. Ab Armaan tum...
Armaan: Main kyun pehle gaun? Baskets firsts. Saari girls ne pehle gaaya hai...
Ridhimaa: Girls ne pehle nahi gaaya hai... alphabetically gaaya hai... aur kyunki tumhara naam A se shuru hota hai, tum gao. Ya fir mujhe haarne do.
Armaan: Emotional blackmailing karna tumne kahaan se seekha?
Ridhimaa: Tumse. Tum ga rahe ho ya...
Armaan: OK fine! Ga raha hoon.
He closed his eyes.
Armaan: (singing) Bejaan dil ko...
Bejaan dil ko...
Bejaan dil ko tere ishq ne zinda kiya...
Phir tere ishq ne hi is dil ko tabaah kiya...
Ridhimaa looked at Armaan who continued singing.
Tadap tadap ke is dil se aah nikalti rahi...
Mujhko saza di pyar ki aisa kya gunaah kiya...
To lut gaye haan lut gaye...
To lut gaye hum teri muhabbat me.
Ajab hai ishq yaara...
Pal do pal ki khushiyan...
Gam ke khazaane milte hain jab...
Milti hain tanhaaiyaan...
Ridhimaa’s eyes were burning with tears.
Kabhi aansun kabhi aahein...
Kabhi shiqwe kabhi naalein...
Tera chehra nazar aaye...
Armaan had closed his eyes but he looked as if he could see Ridhimaa even with his eyes closed.
Tera chehra nazar aaye mujhe din ke ujaalon me...
Teri yaadein tadpaayein...
Teri yaadein tadpaayein raaton ke andheron me...
Tera chehra nazar aaye...
Machal machal ke is dil se aah nikalti rahi...
Mujhko saza di pyar ki aisa kya gunaah kiya...
To lut gaye haan lut gaye...
To lut gaye hum teri muhabbat me.
Agar miley Khuda to....
Armaan opened his eyes but did not look at Ridhimaa. The pain in his voice could touch a million hearts.
Jism mujhe deke mitti ka...
Sheeshe ka dil kyun banaaya...
Aur us pe diya fitrat...
Ki wo karta hai muhabbat...
Waah re waah Teri kudrat...
Waah re waah Teri kudrat us pe de diya kismat...
Kabhi hai milan kabhi furqat...
Kabhi hai milan kabhi furqat hai yahi kya wo muhabbat...
Waah re waah Teri kudrat...
Ridhimaa stifled a sob.
Sisak sisak ke is dil se aah nikalti rahi
Mujhko saza di pyar ki aisa kya gunaah kiya...
To lut gaye haan lut gaye...
To lut gaye hum teri muhabbat me.
Tadap tadap ke is dil se aah nikalti rahi...
Mujhko saza di pyar ki aisa kya gunaah kiya...
To lut gaye haan lut gaye...
To lut gaye hum teri muhabbat me.
Armaan closed his eyes after singing and Ridhimaa opened hers. She had noted the pain in Armaan's voice. Armaan looked at her, wanting to ask if he had sung well. Ridhimaa looked at him and opened her mouth to speak. Her voice left her company. She could not speak. Tears were about to break all the barriers.
Ridhimaa: (in a constricted voice) I'm... I'm... I'm sorry.
She stood up and ran away from the cafeteria, leaving the others staring behind her back.
Gazal: That's not fair! Ridhimaa bina gaaye chali gayi.
Armaan stood up to go after Ridhimaa.
Maan: Ab aap kahaan chale?
Armaan did not deem it necessary to answer. He was about to haste out of the cafeteria when a group of Armaan's female fans came and surrounded him from all sides. They started asking for his autographs. Many were requesting him to take photographs with them.
Armaan: (winding his way from between them) Stop it! Excuse me!
He too left, leaving his fans disappointed.
Gazal: Armaan Ridhimaa ke liye gaye hain na?
Gazal: (wondering aloud) Koi kisi se itna pyar kaise kar sakte hai? Mujhe bhi Armaan jaisa koi mil jaaye to bas...
Meanwhile, Ridhimaa had run to the fire escape, but didn't enter. She actually didn't have any energy to move any further. Ridhimaa was standing outside the fire escape, against the wall, tears pouring down in floods. She was also hitting her head on the wall. Though it was paining a lot, Ridhimaa did not care. As she again made to hit her head on the wall, it pained again, but this time, not in her head, but in her heart. She opened her eyes to find that what she had thought was a wall and was hitting her head to it, was infact a hand, a bandaged, wounded hand, a hand with an engagement ring. Her Armaan's hand!
Ridhimaa: (taking that hand in hers, kissing it, holding it next to her heart, weeping) Armaan!
She turned around to find Armaan standing before her, with vestiges of pain on his face.
Ridhimaa: (voice cracking with tears) Armaan... maine tumhe... maine tumhe humesha takleef di hai... humesha... tumhari har takleef ki wajah main hoon... humesha meri wajah se tumhe takleef hui hai...
Armaan: Utni nahi jitni is waqt ho rahi hai...
Ridhimaa quickly left Armaan's hand.
Ridhimaa: Oh... sorry... tumhara haath...
Armaan: (raising both his hands and cupping Ridhimaa's face in them, wiping her tears with his fingertips) Main in aansuon ki baat kar raha tha... jitni takleef mujhe tumko rote hue dekh kar hoti hai, utni takleef to shaayad kisi bhi chot, kisi bhi dard ki wajah se nahi hoti...
Ridhimaa: (continuing to cry) Lekin har us chot, har us dard, har us takleef ki wajah bhi to main hi hoti hoon na... maine tumhe aaj tak kabhi koi khushi nahi di... diya hai to sirf dard aur takleef...
Armaan: Ridhimaa... aisi baat nahi hai... tum...
Ridhimaa: (looking directly at Armaan, demanding) Tum fir bhi mujhse itna pyar kyun karte ho? Kyun? Tum mujhe aaj tak bhoole kyun nahi?
Armaan looked at the sobbing Ridhimaa. Who was she? A girl whom he loved more than anything else in the world, more than his life. A girl, with a heart of gold. A girl who could not see him in pain. A girl, accusing herself for his bad fate. A girl... no... his Ridhimaa, who had always loved him and would always love him for what he was. Loved him more than anyone else in the world. And, she was demanding why did he love her?
Ridhimaa: Mujhe saza do Armaan... mujhe saza milni chahiye... aur tumhe dukh aur takleefein dene ki sirf ek hi saza hai... mere saath-saath tumhara har dukh, har takleef bhi khatm ho jaayegi.
Ridhimaa looked as if she was out of her senses. She turned back towards the wall and was about to bang her head on it when Armaan held Ridhimaa by the shoulders, turned her around and engulfed her into a tight hug.
Ridhimaa did not hug Armaan back. She did not want Armaan to be there with her because she could give him nothing but pain and sadness. She did not deserve to be loved by Armaan. Kirti and Shubhankar were standing at a small distance away from the entwined pair.
Shubhankar: (shaking Kirti's hand) Kirti... tum theek ho?
Kirti: (looking at Shubhankar with moistened eyes) Shubhankar... in dono ko dekhkar lagta hai ki muhabbat aaj bhi zinda hai...
Shubhankar: Haan Kirti... aur is muhabbat ko hum bhi zinda rakhenge...
Kirti gazed into Shubhankar's eyes.
Shubhankar: I love you Kirti...
Kirti: (blushing) Me too Shubhankar. Chalo yahaan se...
Kirti: In dono ko kahin humari hi nazar na lag jaaye... chalo Shubhankar.
The two went off.
Armaan: (still hugging Ridhimaa tightly and speaking in a muffled voice) Meri zindagi ki har khushi ki wajah tum ho Ridhimaa... sirf tum. Mere dil ki dhadkanon ki wajah tum ho Ridhimaa. Mujhe har takleef se baahar le jaakar is khoobsurat duniya se milaane ki wajah tum ho Ridhimaa. Mujhe nayi zindagi, naya parivaar dene ki wajah tum ho Ridhimaa. Sirf tum! Tumhari shadeed muhabbat ne hi to mujhe zinda rakha hua hai... agar tumhe bhool gaya to kaise jee paunga? Tum mujhse itni muhabbat karti ho, to main tumse muhabbat kyun na karun Ridhimaa? Jis din main tumse muhabbat karna chhodunga wo meri zindagi ka aakhiri din hoga... tumse muhabbat kiye bagair main ek pal nahi jee sakta aur main jaanta hoon ki tum bhi sirf aur sirf meri muhabbat ke liye zinda ho. Har pal, har lamha tumhe mera khayaal rehta hai... sirf aur sirf mere liye tum apna har dukh bhool jaati ho... mujh par aankh band karke vishwaas karti ho... mujhse itna pyar karti ho jitna shaayad na kisine kabhi kiya hai aur na hi koi kar sakta hai. Mujhe har wo takleef jo tumne mujhe di hai... har wo chot jo mujhe tumhari wajah se lagi hai... har wo dukh.... mujhe apni har us khushi se zyada azeez hai... jis khushi me mere saath tum nahi ho. Tum meri zindagi ho Ridhimaa... meri muhabbat, meri chaahat, mera junoon, mera sukoon, meri rooh, meri dhadkan, mera ishq, mera sab kuch tum ho... sirf tum. Tumhari dhadkan se meri saansein bandhi hui hain. Tumhare bina main kaise jee paunga Ridhimaa?
Ridhimaa held Armaan tightly now.
Ridhimaa: Tum mujhse nafrat to nahi karte na Armaan? Mujhse kabhi nafrat mat karna Armaan... warna main marr jaungi. Main marr jaungi Armaan. Agar mujhe tumhari muhabbat nahi mili... to main nahi jee paungi Armaan. Mujhse kabhi nafrat mat karna Armaan... main marr jaungi. Mujhse kabhi nafrat...
She was repeating the same phrases again and again. Armaan was showering kisses over her, submerging her with all the love in the world. He held Ridhimaa's face tenderly in his hand.
Armaan: I love you Ridhimaa...
Ridhimaa: (holding Armaan's hands and pressing them) I love you too Armaan! Main tumhare bina marr jaungi...
Armaan: Aisi baatein nahi karte Ridhimaa... main apni muhabbat kabhi marne nahi dunga...
Ridhimaa again flung herself into Armaan's arms.
Armaan: (once again kissing Ridhimaa's forehead) Chalein?
Ridhimaa: Hmmm... chalo...
Armaan: Aise kaise... mujhe chhodo to sahi...
Ridhimaa: (shaking her head in refusal) Un-hun... main tumhe kabhi nahi chhodungi...
She raised her face and glanced into Armaan's eyes.
Ridhimaa: Yaad hai na?
Armaan nodded. Both started walking away from there together, back to the cafeteria, perfectly peaceful in each other's arms.
Armaan and Ridhimaa entered the cafeteria together, lost in each others' eyes. The others looked up.
Gazal: They both are so cute!
Maan, Rahul: (together) Inhe kabhi kisiki nazar na lage.
Anjali, Atul: (together) Kabhi nahi lagegi.
Armaan took his seat and Ridhimaa sat down beside him on her chair.
Gazal: Hmmm... kahaan the aap dono?
Ridhimaa: Umm... Gazal... game finish karein?
Maan: Tum hi chali gayi thi... hum sabne to ga diya...
Ridhimaa: Haan to main aa gayi na... to kaun sa gaana gaun?
She started thinking and then looked at Armaan who shrugged his shoulders.
Asmaani rang hoon...
Pyar ki... boond hoon...
Roshni ka... ang hoon...
Main teri... dhoop hoon....
Atul, Anjali, Rahul and Muskaan held their heads. Gazal and Maan were listening with rapt attention.
Ridhimaa: (taking Armaan's hands into hers)
Tujhse hi hai... meri bandagi,
Tujhse meri jaan hai,
Saaya tera... mera aashna,
Tu mera Armaan hai.
She stopped abruptly. Armaan raised his eyebrows. Ridhimaa did not sing.
Armaan: (singing) Tarararataariraa... tarararataariraaa... tarararataariraa... Tu Zindagi...
Ridhimaa: (smiling and continuing)
Mera izhaar tu...
Mera iqraar tu...
Pyar hi pyar tu...
Armaan: (singing) Tarararataariraa... tarararataariraaa... tarararataariraa... Tu Zindagi...
Ridhimaa: (at the same time) Lalalalalaalalaa... lalalalalaalalaa... lalalalalaalalaa... Tu Zindagi...
Armaan kissed her hand.
Ridhimaa: (singing) Tujhse main kya kahoon...
Armaan: (singing) Mujhse kuch na kaho...
Armaan, Ridhimaa: (together) Sang mere raho, Tu Zindagi...
Ridhimaa was getting crimson with each passing second, under the continuous gaze of Armaan's eyes. She looked away from him and her gaze fell on the disappointed fans of Armaan who were watching him fearfully. Ridhimaa beckoned them towards her. Armaan too looked at them.
A girl: Wo... actually... wo...
Ridhimaa: Darriye mat...
The girl: (to Armaan, shaking) Auto... autograph please?
Ridhimaa: Autograph lene ke liye itna darr kyun rahi thi?
The girl: Wo... pehle inhone daant diya tha na...
Ridhimaa: (turning towards Armaan and glaring at him) Tumne...
Armaan: (taking the paper from the girl hastily, trying to change the subject) Pen hai tumhare pass?
Ridhimaa delved her hand in her jacket's pocket. Out came a pen and Armaan's glasses. She handed the pen to Armaan, who gave a nice big autograph to the girl.
Armaan: (asking the girl) Maine aapko daanta tha?
The girl: (ecstatic) Nahi! Thank you! Thank you so much!
She fled away from there with her friends.
Ridhimaa: Haan... sab dekh liya.
Armaan: Mera chashma mujhe waapas do...
Ridhimaa: Nahi... mujhe ye chashma nahi pasand.
Ridhimaa: Mujhe aise hi tumhari aankhon me dekhna achha lagta hai.
She reconsidered her words and turned a deep shade of scarlet. Ridhimaa got up from her chair and was about to go away from there when her gaze fell on someone at the canteen door. He was Aditya.
Armaan followed Ridhimaa's gaze and saw Aditya. At first he could not recognise him, but then the memory came back to his mind. He kicked off his chair and stood up angrily. Armaan was about to rush towards him when Ridhimaa held his hand and hid her face in his chest, shaking from top to toe. Armaan held her and glared at Aditya, who had now recognised Armaan and Ridhimaa, indicating him to go away from there. Aditya took no time in fleeing away. Muskaan's laughter chased him all the way to Sanjeevani's exit.
Muskaan: Bhaag gaya!
Ridhimaa heaved a sigh of relief. Gazal and Maan did not know what had happened. The others had to explain them everything and Armaan sneaked his way out. A little while later, Ridhimaa felt Armaan's absence and went out to look for him. Sister Lovely told her that he was in the General ward.
Ridhimaa: (coming near Armaan who was sitting on Bi's bed) Armaan...
Armaan looked up.
Ridhimaa: Armaan tum yahaan... Bi kahaan hain?
Bi was not there on her bed, or in the General Ward.
Ridhimaa: (shaking Armaan who had gone still) Armaan... Bi kahaan hain?
Armaan: Bi chali gayi.
Ridhimaa: Kahaan? Aise kaise chali gayi? Tumne unhe roka nahi?
Armaan: (gravely) Jaaney waale ko roka nahi karte Ridhimaa. Bi hum sabko chhod ke chali gayi... is duniya se door... kisi aur duniya me.
Ridhimaa: (not believing a word) Armaan tum kya...
Her gaze flitted over Bi's photograph hanging on the wall over the bed where Bi used to be there. A garland was there on her photograph.
Ridhimaa: (holding the bedside tightly) Armaan!
Armaan: (tonelessly) Bi ki condition bahut kharaab ho gayi thi... unhe pata tha wo nahi bach paayengi. Bi aakhiri baar Kasauli jaana chaahti thi... Rahul unhe leke ja raha tha aur raaste me... unki... unki death ho gayi.
Ridhimaa dropped down on the floor with shock. She looked up with tearful eyes at Armaan, who was sitting as still as a stone without a tear in his eyes.
Ridhimaa: (breaking down, holding Armaan's legs) Armaan! Armaan.... Bi... Bi...
Armaan held Ridhimaa's hand and helped her sit on Bi's bed beside him.
Ridhimaa: (crying hard) Armaan... Bi... Bi hume chhodkar... Bi...
The others had come looking for Armaan and Ridhimaa and were standing at the door.
Anjali: Ridzi ko Bi ke baare me...
Atul, Muskaan: (together) Pata chal gaya...
Rahul: Lekin dekh... Armaan ki aankhon me aaj bhi ek bhi aansun nahi hai... na wo tab roya tha jab use Bi ki maut ki khabar mili thi... na ab...
Maan: Lekin kyun?
Gazal: Pata nahi... shaayad unke andar feelings hi nahi hain...
Rahul: G.S... aisi baat nahi hai... Armaan...
Ridhimaa was shaking Armaan who was sitting like a statue, dry eyed.
Ridhimaa: Armaan... kuch to bolo... Bi chali gayi Armaan... Armaan... Bi tumko chhodkar chali gayi... ab wo kabhi waapas nahi aayengi...
Armaan looked at Ridhimaa.
Armaan: (tears slowly appearing in his eyes) Aur main unse aakhiri baar mil bhi nahi paaya.
Armaan, who had expertly controlled all his emotions and tears since Bi's death, now broke down in Ridhimaa's lap like a baby. His tears were wetting Ridhimaa's lap. Ridhimaa too was crying and was also trying to comfort Armaan. The strong man was weeping before the delicate girl.
Gazal looked at others, horrified.
Rahul: Ye hai Armaan aur Ridhimaa ka pyar Gazal... jiske saamne khud Armaan aur uske aansun bhi haar jaate hain...
Ridhimaa: (bending over Armaan, who was sobbing in Ridhimaa's lap, his arms around her waist, hugging her closely) Armaan... bas Armaan... please!
Armaan straightened up and gazed with tear-filled eyes into Ridhimaa’s own wet eyes.
Armaan: (crying amongst hiccups) Bi...
Ridhimaa squeezed Armaan into a close embrace.
Armaan: (now patting Ridhimaa) Pata hai Ridhimaa... Bi ne aakhiri baar mujhse kya kaha tha? Unhone mujhe kaha tha ki main humesha tumhe khush rakhun... humesha tumhare saath rahun... zindagi ke har mod par...
Ridhimaa: Tum Bi ki baat zaroor maanna Armaan! Mujhe kabhi chhod ke mat jaana! Main tumhare bina nahi jee sakti...
She took Armaan's face in her hands and kissed Armaan's forehead and swiped off his tears.
Ridhimaa: (crying still) I... I love you... I love you Armaan...
Armaan: (hugging Ridhimaa again) I love you too Ridhimaa... I love you too!
Atul: Mera bhai ab akela nahi hai…
Anjali, Muskaan, Rahul, Gazal and Maan looked at Atul and then at each other and smiled through tearful eyes. Armaan and Ridhimaa sat like that, hugging each other for a very long time.
A touch, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire
A gasp of sweet surrender
As passion fuels the fire
No words spoken between them
No promises to be kept
No lies being told tonight
No looking back - no regrets
Longing to hold each other
Such precious little time
Both vowed to another
Loving each other their only crime
Do Jism Ek Jaan… Do Dil Ek Armaan!!!
Do jism ek jaan hone chale hain
Ek dooje me khone chale hain
Garm saanson ki sargoshiyon me
Jaane kya kya khone chale hain
Raksh karti ungliyon ki sharaarat
Honth labon ko chhoone chale hain
Sard raat aur barfili hawaaon me
Aaj do jism aag hone chale hain
Beeti raat toot chuka apna armaan
Doston hum ab sone chale hain
Sorry for the delay,
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