Part 1
It was almost 12:00 clock in the night now.
Akshat was driving to Rishikesh.....
Their company was planning to set-up a food chain in the city, he had to visit there to finalise the land deal.
He had been driving non-stop for almost 5 hrs now. He hadnt even stopped for a single dhaba for food on the way.
He was tired ofcourse, he had left for Rishikesh directly from work. But he dint want to stop, he did not want to take rest.
Anyway his final destination was less than an hour away.
But that wasnt really a reason for him for not stopping now, the thing was that he cudnt affort to stop, he cudnt afford to feel.
There were too many painful associations with this place..he hadnt dared to visit Rishikesh after wat had happened two yrs back in the city.
He dint want to visit now too, but he had no choice bcos Vikrant was keeping ill for sometime, and there was no other senior in the office who could handle this deal. Now he just wanted to wrap up his work there and get back home as quickly as he cud .. without any emotions, memories or feelings coming in..
But cud he avoid dem all?
The sign-board on the side told him he was only 5 kms away from the city.
His heart was beating heavily. He was unable to resist the influx of memories, no matter how hard he tried. It pained severly inside.
It was foggy outside, the car wipers were on to clear the mist. But how much cud he clear the blurr caused by d non-stop tears falling from his eyes..
2 yrs back..
Akshat had gone to the US for sometime. In the meantime Guddan was here for her movie shoot in Rishikesh.
And then one shocking news had changed his life forever.
He still remembered that day..he had been trying to connect to her phone since morning, but all his efforts failed.
Later during the day he got to know that a landslide had occured in Rishikesh , and he had lost his wife in it.
Though they cud never recover her body..but then nobody in the rest of the team of film had survived.
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He had still not recovered from the loss, the memories still seemed to be so fresh..
Infact they were playing right now in his mind non-stop, back to back..especially in this territory, which he had been trying to avoid for the longest time..
He continued driving.
He looked into the rear view mirror of the car.
And then he saw the sight of a very familiar pair of eyes in the mirror..
of Guddan's eyes..
It took some time for him to register wat he saw..
and then he turned around in shock ..
Only to realise she wasnt there, ofcourse.
His mind was playing with him, he thought.
"Kitna bhi bhaag loon main humaari yaadon se Guddan..kabhi bach nahin sakta main inse.." he spoke to himself
He finally had to stop the car on the way, he parked on the side. He cudnt take it anymore.
He opened the door of the car, and turned around on his seat towards the car door to catch some air.
He cried his heart out..he cried loud.
"Guddan kahan ho tum yaar..kyun chodke chali gayee tum mujhe aise.."
He took his time to calm.
He noticed 2 sign boards right in front of where he was sitting, one which read: "Bhulla lake..500 mts ahead"
and the other one read "Hotel Paramount..10 Kms ahead"
Hotel Paramount..the one he was gonna stay in tonight.
He finally took a deep breath and got back into the car.
But then again his eyes welled up in tears..he covered his face with his palms.
His head pained severely..
He felt the touch of a familiar hand on his hair.
He removed his fingers which were pressing his eyes, and turned to the left.
Guddan was sitting on the seat next to the driver's seat.
She ran her fingers softly over his temple..his cheeks..his stubble..
He sighed and looked at her sight in disbelief..there was a deep sense of happiness and satisfaction he felt on seeing her.
She smiled at him.
"Guddan...."
He raised his hand to touch her..but her figure seemed to evaporate in thin air..
"Akshat..u need to take some rest now..d memories are overwhelming..
the hotel is just 10 kms from here..u need to reach there and get some sleep" he spoke to himself.
His phone rang.
He cut the call on seeing the name that popped on the screen: Antara
"Bloddy bitch. She wont leave me for a second. I married her again for my daughter, and now she wudnt stop following me and filthing my life no matter wherever I go" he spoke.
***
It was 1:00 am in the night.
"Sir here are your room keys" the receptionist handed over the keys to Raman.
It had started raining outside now.
***
He unlocked his hotel room door.
The lighting in the room seemed to be dim, only a single light was on.
He tried switching on a few more room lights..but they seemed to trip.
"Ab baarish mein kuch bhi dhang se nahin chalega" he spoke
He pulled open his sweater and threw it on the side.
He tried looking out for water, he found a glass and a jug kept on one side.
But there was no water, neither in the jug nor in the glass.
"Paagalon waala hotel hai ye!" He spoke
He went to the washroom.
He spilled some water on his face and washed his hands.
As he wiped his face with the towel..he seemed to notice a red saree hanging on the side.
He pulled the towel away in shock.
He realised it was only the bathroom curtain which he had misunderstood for the saree.
He pressed his hands over his eyes for sometime..then got out of the washroom.
He noticed the glass was filled with water now.
"Koi aaya kya andar?"
He looked towards the room entrance door, it seemed to be closed, there dint seem to be any movement.
"Anyway" he spoke, and drank the water in the glass.
He changed his clothes and sat comfortably on the bed.
He felt like watching some TV..he wanted to divert his mind. Afterall the day had been really exhausting and tough for him so far.
He switched on the TV..khatra khatra was on colours
"Aah! Chalo comedy is fun!! Lets watch this stuff.." he spoke.
It was harsh and Bharti performing....Akshat actually laughed on some of the gags.
And then they invited a lady partner to perform with them on stage.
"Aaa.aaa!.." Akshat screamed at the sight of the lady on screen.
He got so scared that he jumped down from the bed and ran to the room door.
"Bhoot! bhoot!" he shouted running down the hotel gallery....
"Saab saab kya hua!" one of the hotel staff stopped him.
Akshat: "Wo wo..bhoot..bhoot..wo Tv mein..wo kamre mein..
Hotel Staff: "Saab..yahan koi bhoot woot nahin..aap chaliye..chaliye aap mere saath kamre mein"
He took Akshat to the room. Akshat was still breathing very heavily.
Hotel staff: "Saab batayie..kahan hai bhoot?"
Akshat: "Wo..wo tv mein..
He pointed towards the TV. Khatra khatra was still on.
Hotel Staff: "Kya saab wo to heroini hai!"
Akshat: Haan aur wo meri biwi hai..par meri biwi to marr chuki hai!
Akshat pulled out his wallet and showed Guddan's photo to the hotel staff.
Akshat: "Ye dekho Ye dekho meri biwi ki photo..she is my wife Guddan.."
Hotel Staff: "Haan saab shakal to bilkul same to same hai! But ye TV wali madam Guddanji nahin Kanika Mann hain! Bahut hi famous heroini hain ye! Aur ye apki wife to ekdum he masumsi lag rahin hain..par Kanikaji to sikhni hai punjabki..ekdum pathakha kudi hai ..."
Akshat: Kanikaa..hmmm
Hotel Staff: Saab aap pls ghabrayiye mat..
Akshat: Arey ghabraoon kaise nahin.. j..j.. jab main aaya tha to paani ka glass khaali tha, jab main moo dho ke nikla to bhara hua tha..
Hotel Staff: Oho Saab maine hi wo aake bhara tha!
Akshat: Ok..Theek hai..tum jaao ab yahan se
Hotel Staff: Saab aap aaram se soyie gaa
He left the room.
Akshat locked the room from inside. He switched the TV off..and all the lights except his table lamp.
He sat on his bed and looked at Guddan's photo for a long time...and later pressed her pic close to his heart.
He finally kept his wallet on the side table..switched off the table lamp..and lied down on the bed putting his right arm over his eyes.
Sleep wasnt coming..he had been lying on the bed for almost an hour now.
"Akshat" He heard a voice.
"Hmmm" he replied.
He pulled away his arm and looked towards his left.
Guddan was lying next to him on the bed..turned on one side..looking at him lovingly.
He opened his mouth to scream..but she raised her hand and shut his mouth softly with it.
" Akshat hum he hain " she said
" Please dont be scared" she continued
Akshat raised his hand to hold her hand. And indeed he could touch her. He pulled her hand away gently.
Akshat: "Gud..Gud..Guddaannn.."
His eyes filled with tears, his lips curved into a smile.
He raised his hands to feel her face.. he ran his hands through her hair.. brushed his knuckles across her cheeks..
Guddan: "Abhi bhi darr lag raha hai kya?"
He chuckled.
Akshat:" Arey apni biwi se to hamesha darr lagta hai!"
She laughed with him.
She wiped his tears.
Guddan: "I missed you Akshat"
Akshat: "Hmmm" he spoke looking into her eyes..
She bent forward and kissed him softly on the lips.
She ran her fingers over his temple..through his hair..
Guddan: "Bahut der se nahin so paa rahe naa aap"
Akshat: "Haan..aisa lagta hai saalon se nahin soyaa hoon"
Guddan: "Koi baat nahin..ab apni aakhein band karo]
Akshat: "Hmmm"
She continued caressing his forehead.. and within seconds he went into deep slumbler.......
So guys here is the first part of this story....do share your valuable feedback in the form of comment and likes.....thank you✨❤️
PS:- ignore the typos👆👆
( The story is inspired from a korien and Bollywood movie so any similarity in story come is purely co-incidence)
Index
Part-1 page-1
Part-2 page-3
Part-3 page-5
Part-4 page-5
Part-5 page-6(LAST PART)
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