|Serial Writing|:💖 QUEST OF LOVE💖 [CONTEST NOTE on Pg. 52] - Page 41

Originally posted by: Prit_007

Jab apko sab pata hi hai fir kyu pooch rahe hai aap. Ha it's too hard but do I have a choice. I have to forget him. I have to move on. Yeah it's not easy for me but still I have to Abir Ji. Mai ab aur yaha ruk ke apni aur dusro ki takleef badhana nhi chahti. Sayad Anamika doesn't deserve anyone's love.

When we dropped Anamika to the airport, the new confidences she got was very apparent. She was ready now to explore the new life that she will have in UK.

I knew that had found the answers to the questions.

Flashback:

“You know, sometimes, it’s us who actually make ourselves hurt. Kabhi kabhi hum hi apne aap ko aisi situation main dalte hain jahan sirf hume dukh pohoche. Aap kisi ko koyi chaut nahin pohocha rahi Anamika, balki apne aap ko hurt kar rahi hain aap. Aap yahan se jahiye, apne sapnein ko pura kijiye, apne rishte aur feelings ko phir shuru kijiye. Lekin pehle apne past feelings aur rishte ko samjhiye. Jo guilt aap abhi feel kar rahi hain, woh kya reasonable hai? Anmol ko pyaar karna galat hai ya us jazbaat main aakar kuch galat kadam uthana? Jab aap iss sawalon lab jawab payengi na, tab aap saach mein move on karogi.”

Her house arrived by the time we finished our talk. She looked like she thinking about my words and I was happy that I was able to make someone else’s life more easier.

She got out the car and left, a confused but assured look on her face.

Flashback ends:

We all have now entered our new world, a world which is filled with happiness. Our relationships filled with roses and sunflowers. Just like how we were suppose to be.

We were now a real family.

I came to drop Anamika to Airport along with her parents, Abir Ji and Aditi. What surprising is except Anmol Ji who is her best friend didn't came to bid adieu to his bestie. It's strange but there are enough reasons to guess to his inner turmoil and guilt..

I could clearly see the longing eyes of Anamika expecting her best friend Anmol there but her eyes didn't had the fortunate to find solace as she bid adieu with a tears filled happiness and disappointments. She left placing a void of friendship in Anmol's life with an instant sacrifice. A sacrifice to bloom a friend's new beginning..!!

We drop Anamika's parents at their home and I'm coming back home with Aditi and Abir ji with an unreasonable questions..!!

Originally posted by: AnonymouslyS

When we dropped Anamika to the airport, the new confidences she got was very apparent. She was ready now to explore the new life that she will have in UK.

I knew that had found the answers to the questions.

Flashback:

“You know, sometimes, it’s us who actually make ourselves hurt. Kabhi kabhi hum hi apne aap ko aisi situation main dalte hain jahan sirf hume dukh pohoche. Aap kisi ko koyi chaut nahin pohocha rahi Anamika, balki apne aap ko hurt kar rahi hain aap. Aap yahan se jahiye, apne sapnein ko pura kijiye, apne rishte aur feelings ko phir shuru kijiye. Lekin pehle apne past feelings aur rishte ko samjhiye. Jo guilt aap abhi feel kar rahi hain, woh kya reasonable hai? Anmol ko pyaar karna galat hai ya us jazbaat main aakar kuch galat kadam uthana? Jab aap iss sawalon lab jawab payengi na, tab aap saach mein move on karogi.”

Her house arrived by the time we finished our talk. She looked like she thinking about my words and I was happy that I was able to make someone else’s life more easier.

She got out the car and left, a confused but assured look on her face.

Flashback ends:

We all have now entered our new world, a world which is filled with happiness. Our relationships filled with roses and sunflowers. Just like how we were suppose to be.

We were now a real family.

I am really surprise to see the change in the person who is driving us back to our destination. The man who was once selfish and obsessive over his quest and victory is bowed down to lecture everyone to begin the journey of life with a new compassion. The person who doesn't even talked to a girl since ages advice her to move on forgetting past. The person who was once mean and adamant in winning over his immoral and dishonorable quest, now happily bless the one to be happy with their love. The person who never bows down before anyone is now accepting everything his Bua orders. The person who doesn't accept his child since 5 yrs, now wanna do live for her happiness.. Strange it is, isn't???

" Main aapse Kuch puch sakti Abir Ji? ".... I initiated the conversation.

"Ji puchiye na Pooja ji. Iss mein puchne ki kya baat hai? "... He replied at the very onset.

" Yeh badlaav mere matlab maine socha nahi tha ke aap itna badal jayenge"... I spelled in an utmost confused expression.

" Toh kya socha tha apne Pooja ji? Kahin apne yeh toh nahi socha ke main yeh sab acha hona ka sirf dhong kar raha hoon? Haina? "... He replied in an anguished interrogation.

" Arey! Nahi, Nahin. Mere matlab aisa nahi tha. Badlaav chahe jiss bhi karaan se hua ho agar badlaav se Kisi ki zindagi mein khushiyaan aa sakti hai toh acha hi haina"... I replied to his anguishness.

" Pooja Ji ! Agar main kahoon ke mere badlaav karaan aap hai toh ".... He replied stopping the car for a moment turning backwards facing me.

" Ji "... I questioned him in hasteful anger.

" Iss se pehle ki aap mujhe galat samjhe main apko clear karta hoon"... He turned again and started driving again with a witty smile. " Pooja Ji aap maane yaa na maane mein badal chuka hoon. Mere liye, mere parivaar ke liye, apni beti ke liye aur shayad apke liye bhi... Aaaah, galat mat samajhiye ga Pooja Ji. Mere kehna ka yeh matlab hai ki Aapki hamaari, hum sab ki zindagi mein aane ke baad bahut kuch badal gaya. Dekhiye na jiss Bua ko andhvishvaas se hum nahi nikal sake, unnoh ne aapke liye apne usoolon ko badal diye, aapko apna liya. Anamika jo bahut hi ambitious and selfish ladki thi, usse apne badal diya apni achayi se, Anmol jo pyar ki umeed ko chuka tha, usko apne pyar karna sikha diya. Meri beti Aditi ko woh Maa pyar lauta diya joh shayad ussey kabhi nahi milta. Aur mujh jaise bejaan insaan ko jeena sikha diya, mere patthar jaise dil mein juzbaat bhar diye mujhe selfish se selfless bana diya. Apne sabko pyar ka asli matlab seekhaya hai Pooja ji. Thank you for everything and thank you for changing me and for that you will always hold a unique place in my heart and journey too. No doubt in that, and yes of course in a respectable way. "..... He elucidated without making an eye contact with me shedding his untold and unexplainable tears.!!

As he finishes his quotation on his turmoil, the car stops as we reached the destination. He went inside without even uttering a word. I get inside the house with an unexplainable pleasure for being the reason in changing someone to a modest and dignified life....!!

Me as ANAMIKA :

I am in standing in a queue to check out. I am going flew away within few minutes from India and all I wish is to see my love, no my friend Anmol for one last time. But no he has moved on or he doesn't wanna face me. I knew my friend so well than anyone. Hope, he read outs the letter I left for him. The words which cannot be uttered, a blank paper do have the courtesy to carry the unspoken words to desired ones.

" Maine India chodh ne ka faisla toh kar liya lekin shayad apni dosti se jhudi yaadein nahi chodh sakungi. Isiliye saath leke jaa rahi. Mere pyar bhale hi swarthi tha lekin sacha tha. Dosti ko pyar samajh baithi main. Har dosti pyar nahi hoti, yeh sab filmy baatein hai Tumhe kho ke pata chala Anmol. Bahut pyar karti thi Anmol tumse. Tumhara siwa kisi ke bhare mein socha nahi. Lekin khushi se jaa rahi hoon tumhein khushi deke aur saugaat mein gham leke. Kya pata mera yahan se jaana bhi bhagwaan ki marzi ho. Aur jasie Pooja ne Kaha ke upar wale ne sabke liye kisi na kisi ko toh bana rakha. Aur kab kis ka saath kis ke saath jhud jaye pata nahi"... I am expressing within when a strange man bumped on me and hit me dropping my passport and tickets. We both knelt down to take our accessories but our forehead gets hit again. I took my things and turned backwards...

" Ms. Anamika, the man called me from backwards. Mere naam Aman hai. Kitna ajeeb hamaare naam bhi ek jaise aur hum dono ek hi jagah jaa rahe hai, UK. Woh bhi same company ke job ke liye. Strange. Yeh lijiye aapka passport shayad ghirte waqt badal gaye thei. Safar mein khoob saath rahega apka aur hamare aur videsh main bhi. Kyun na hum dost ban jaye. Anjaane shehr mein apko nahi lagta ke hum dono ko ek dusre ki dosti ki zarurat padegi. Toh kya kehti ek nayi dosti qubool hai? "... He stretched his hands for a shake.

" Hmmm.. Dosti ki zarurat toh mujhe hai. Chaliye ab bhi kya yaad rakhenge, karli dosti aapse Aman. Lagta hai Ek naye safar mein ek naye dost ka saath mujhe kismat ne diya hai. Aur jaise Pooja aur Abir Ji kehte hai, life is journey we have to move on with new conception. May be this is the dawn of new journey of my life... I streched my hand for a shake with a smile saying " Toh dosti pakki "....!!

" Milna bichhadna sab kismat ka khel hai..

Kabhi nafrat toh kabhi do dilon ke mel hai..

Duniya mein bikh jaate hai har rishte..

Sirf Dosti reh jaati pyaar jaata ne..!!

Shayad yeh dosti mujhe mere pyar ke manzil tak le jaye. Haan Pyaar Dosti Hai..!!!!

The quest for friendship is valid when the pure selfless heart meets... Where will the destiny take Anamika and Aman in a new ship of coast????

Me as VASUNDHARA BUA:

We are Superstitious in one way or other in our lives. And thou know, what's the most funniest thing about superstition?? Individuals manipulate and mould them to their convenience and needs but nobody disbelieves them. Superstition is the reservoir of all truths. Superstition is the religion of feeble minds.

Superstition, the mother of those hideous twins, fear and faith, from her throne of skulls, still rules the world. Oftimes our belief, if in another, we would regard a superstition.

Superstition is a part of the very being of humanity; and when we fancy that we are banishing it altogether, it takes refuge in the strangest nooks and corners, and then suddenly comes forth again, as soon as it believes itself at all safe.

And what, O superstition, have been thy cruel triumphs! Thou hast selected thy victims from among the excellent of the earth; it is thy peculiar character to have reversed all the laws of nature, and of God; to have inflicted on men of the sublimest virtue, the tortures of the foulest villainy; to have rendered purity unsullied, and piety sweeter and more celestial than thou couldst comprehend, the certain prey of misery and death; thou hast fashioned to thyself a God stern and sullen, retiring in awful gloom from His creation not to be appeased but by blood! Thy worship has been worthy of thy idol; the dungeon has been thy chosen temple, instruments of torture thy means of instruction, the stake thy eloquence, and thy piety the abolition of all human sympathy.

You will search the world over and not find a nonsuperstitious community. As long as there is ignorance, there will be adherence to superstition. Dispelling ignorance is the only solution. There is a superstition in avoiding superstition…!! Sometimes our customs bows down for someone's good will and happiness.

" Maine chodhe apne usool kisi ke parwa mein..

Ke bhar gaye mere dhayre pyaar ke nashe mein..

Socha na tha ke badal payenge hamein..

Lekin sachi mohabbat ne mod diye samhein.. "

After coming back from Airport. I went to my room just to check Anmol Ji. Upon entering the room, I see him peeping through the window shedding tears of guilt and agony.

" Kya hua? Anamika Ji ko chodne kyun nahi aaye aap? Aur kal raat unse ache se baat bhi nahi ki. Aur unneh mauka diya apne bholne ka? Anamika Ji ne toh apni dosti ka farz bharpoor nibhaya lekin aap kyun peeche reh gaye? Dosti toh aisi nahi hoti na? Anamika Ji ki ankhein apko dhundh rahi thi. Aur aap yahan aansu baha rahe hai.? Yeh ache hai kya Anmol Ji? "... I interrogated him knowing his inner turbulence.

Me as ANMOL :

" Apne ki khusiyon ke liye bhagwaan se karti hai arz..

Bojh na samjh ke nibhati hai apne saare farz..

Woh toh hamari buri kismat se bhi ladd padti hai..

Koi nahi ada kar sakta uss dosti ka arz.. "

I turned towards Pooja and exclaimed "Mere Mann ko padne lagi hona bilkul Bhai ki tarah? Pooja main ek acha dost nahi ban saka yaar. Sab rishte ache se nibhaye Maine lekin dosti nahi nibha saka. Warna Anamika ko mujhe apne dil ka haal bataane ke liye yeh kagaz ki zarurat nahi padti. Usne Tumhe aur Bhai ko bataya Lekin mujhe bataane ki himmat nahi kar payi. Sach toh yeh hai ke main usse kabhi samajh hi nahi paaya. Main uski dosti deserve nahi karta. Kis muh se aata main wahan? Batao? Main usske liye kuch nahi kar saka. Ab bas itna pray karunga ke ussey wahan ek acha aur sacha dost mil jaye jisse woh pyar kar sake aur woh dosti hi uska pyar ban jaye. Jab woh videsh se laute toh apne humsafar ke saath laute "... I vented out my unexpressed pain to Pooja.

"Dekho na main inn sab mein tumhein batana hi bhul gaya ke agle mahine tumhare Baba ka case ki karwaai hai. Isiliye apne bayano ko ache se samne rakhna. Kisii bhi cheez se darne ki zarurat nahi hai tumhein. Main tumhare saath hi rahunga. "

"Pooja pata hai kya mujhe lagta tha ke mujhe zindagi mein kabhi sacha pyar nahi milega. Sab thei mere saath Lekin hamesha paraya hone ka hehsaas zarur reh jaata tha dil ke ek khone mein. Maine zindagi mein sabse pyar kiya lekin kahi na kahin main kuch aisa kar deta hoon ke logon ki naaraazgi sehni padti thi mujhe. Shayad main Bhai jitna samajhdaar nahi ya phir yunh samjh lo ke main kabhi kuch samajh nahi paaye sab kuch Bhai sambhaal lete thei na. Lekin jabse Maine tumhara haath tamha hai, tumhaari zimmedaari ka bandhan ko jodha hai mujhe yeh hehsaas hone laga hai ke rishte jodh na asaan hai lekin par ache se nibhana mushkil. In fact, tumne mujhe sikhaya ke rishte kaise bante hai, useey kaise nibhate hai. Rishton ko jhod ke kaise rakhte hai. Uss pe kaise koi aanch nahi lagne dete. Tumne mujhe hehsaas dilaya yaar pooja. Mere aur Bhai ke rishte ko tootne se bachaya, mere parivaar ko tootne se bachaya aur Aditi ko woh pyar diya jo shayad hum main se koi nahi de pate. Thank you yaar Pooja. Pata nahi kaise main apka karz chuka paunga "... I penned down the heartfelt note of gratitude.

" Ek aur baat Pooja aisi mere saath rehna meri taqaat ban ke. Meri humsafar ban ke. Zarur nahi hai ke pyaar sirf haseel karne kehte hai,pyar izzat, farz aur sabr ka naam hai. Pyar sirf do dilon ka juzbaat hi nahi balke dilon ka milna hota hai. Tumse milke Maine jaana ke pyaar kya hota hai. padh saka pyaar kya hai. Tumne samjhaya ke pyaar ek dusre ke saath sirf rehna nahi balke har sukh dukh mein saath chalne ko kehte hain.. Toh mere iss naaye safar mere haath tham kar meri humsafar banogi Pooja??"... I stretched my hand for her response.

" Pyar na Dil se hota hai..

Na Dimag se hota hai..

Yeh pyar toh ithefaq se hota hai..

Par pyar karke pyar hi mile..

Yeh sirf khushnaseebo ke saath hota hai..!!"

Main woh khushnaseeb hoon tumhara pyar aur saath paake Pooja.

Me as POOJA :

I am really amused and astounded with his words of innocence.

" Aap yeh kyun sochte hai ke aap dosti ke layak nahi? Aap dono bachpan ke dost ho. Aapne apna zyada se zyada waqt Anamika Ji ke saath guzara hoga. Aap dono ek dusre ko bahut achi tarah se jaante hai isiliye aap logon apna gham nahi jaataya ek dusre ko. Aap dono ne kabhi khul ke apni baat rakhi hi nahi. Yaa phir yunh kahoon ke halat ne rokh liya. Aur shayad iss ki karaan kahin na kahin main hoon. Main jaanti hoon aap kahenge meri galti nahi hai. Haan iss mein Kisi bhi koi galati nahi hai lekin sab ek dusre ke gham ke karaan hain anjaane main hi sahi. Aap fikr mat kijiye yeh upar wale ki hi dastak hai ke woh videsh gayi kya pata wahan unneh koi sacha dost mein saath mil jaye"... I replied to his agonizing interrogation.

" Baba ki case ki karwaai hai. Isse badh ke mere liye khushi ki baat kya ho sakti hai Anmol Ji? Aap fikr mat kijiye jiss insaaf ke sapne ke saath mein aaj tak iss duniya mein saans le rahi thi, ussey mein manzil ke kareeb aa kar haarne nahi dungi waise bhi aapka saath toh haina mere saath. Jab apka saath mere saath ho toh mujhe koi parwa nahi"... I uttered with an utmost confidence.

" Yeh toh mera farz hai aapke saath khade hona. Maine aapke saath saath iss ghar se iss ghar ke logon se bhi rishta jhoda hai. Toh main iss ghar ke rishton ko tootne Kaise deti Anmol Ji. Apke liye Abir Ji kya hain kya yeh main jaanti, bhagwaan se kaam nahi hai apke liye woh main aapki uss mandir ke bhagwaan ki bezzati kaise hone deti. Anmol ji bahut saalon ke taklifon ke baad mujhe zindagi ne parivaar ka pyar naseeb kya main usse kaise jaane deti mehez Ek galatfahami ki wajah se? Main iss ghar ka aanghan banna chahti hoon jisse kabhi koi durr nahi kar sakta. Woh aanghan banna chahti hoon jo ghar ki Dehleez ko jhod ke rakh thi hai. Iss ke liye mujhe dhanyavaad kehke sharminda mat kijiye mujhe..!!

" Sahi kahan apne pyar ka matlab sirf paana nahi hota pyar mein apna farz aur karz chukana bhi padta hai. Agar aapki izzat karna pyaar hai, agar aapki parwa karna pyaar hai, agar aapki taklif na bardaasht karna pyaar hai, agar aapke saath jeena pyaar hai, agar aapke saath khade rehna pyaar hai, agar aapka sukh dukh baantna pyaar hai Toh theek Haan mujhe aapse pyaar hai. Pyaar hai.!! Aap mere saath chahte hai na toh theek hai main banungi apki Humsafar hamaare iss naye safar mein. Main aapse vaada karti hoon dil ki dhadkan bankar dil mein rahungi aapke, jab tak saans hai meri tab tak saath rahungi aapke"… I stretched my hand to his response giving an ardent assurance of soulful promise.

" Pyar ka safar meetha hota hai

Uss pyar ki jeeth..

Jeevan ka arth ban jaati hai.

Kabhi nahi haarte woh log..

Jo sacche pyar ko paane ke safar mein hai.

Wahi hamari saari jeeth ka pratham marg hai.. "

" Umar ki raah mein raaste badal jaate hai..

Waqt ki aandhi mein insaan badal jaate hai..

Ankh bankar ke irade badal jaate hai..

Sache pyar mein darinde bhi insaan ban jaate hain..!! "

Me as ABIR SINGHANIA :

I went to my room. Iocked up myself in a room longing for some alone time to vent out my feelings as no one is there for me to share my notions. I stood up for family's agony. I stood up for girl Anamika whom I didn't like since ages but I don't want anyone in the world to face the same turmoil I am going through. I switched off the light. I litted up a small lamp and sat on the counter table opening the window to gasp the air. I took a blank sheet of canvas and some black and white colors to picturised something. I closed my eyes, the flashes of Pooja began to entangle my mind again and again. I immediately open my eyes, where tears already rolled down my cheeks unknowingly without my knowledge. I threw the paints and took a red color pen to Penn down my emotions in a most ironical way.

" Kaise kahu ki tujhse abhi bhi vohi pyar hai..

Kaise kahu ki tujhse abhi bhi vohi pyar hai..

Bas majboori itni hai ki kisi aur ko bhi tumse..

Mujh jaise hi jaayaz pyar hai.. "

" Toot toot ke aaj mere dil bikhar gaya..

Na raha hosh na jaane dil kidhar gaya..

Chalo kuch pal sukoon toh milega ke

Kasoor iss dil ka tha ke kisi anjaane pe aa gaya.. "

" Meri kismat aur badnaseebi shayad upar wala kisi ko na de. Maa Baba se Beyhadh pyar kiya toh bachpan mein humse durr chale gaye. Biwi se pyar karna socha bhi nahi tha, usne dhokha de diya. Beti se pyar karna chaha toh yaadein zakam de gayi. Zindagi mein sirf ek bar ek insaan se pyar kiya aur shayad karta hoon aur shayad karta rahunga "Pooja" , Lekin mera pyar itna badnaseeb hai ke woh mere chaahane wala ka pyar nikla. Mere Uss dard ki wajah bhi aap hai, Aur mere dard ki dava bhi aap hai, Mohabbat karne ki wajah bhi toh aap hai..Uss ladki ne naaa aisa keh na bhi acha nahi lagta mujhe. Mere liye woh kisii devi ya saint se kam nahi. Divine Goddess hai jisne mujhe pyar karna sikhaya, pyar kya hai bataya, pyar ka matlab samjhaya. Mujhe ek dusht se insaan banaya. Pyar jaatana dushwaar hai par unnke pyar aur tassavur ko apne dil me chupa ke jeena mushkil hai lekin namumkin toh nahi. Abh shayad iss dil mein apki jagah koi nahi le sakta Pooja ji. Aapki tasveer ko bananaa paap hai lekin apki tasveer ko hamesha apne seene mein basa ke jeeyunga. Aap ki tasveer hamesha mere dil ek moorat banke rahegi jiss ki main puja karta hoon aur hadh se zyada izzat karte. Mera pyar apke liye ek izzat ki moorat banke rahega. Aapke saath toh rehna naseeb nahi meri Pooja lekin aapko rozz dekhe zindagi guzarna maqsad hai iss akeli jeevan mein. Mera pyar najaayaz zarur hai lekin jhootha aur selfish nahi. Aditi meri beti uss ki Khusiyon ke liye jeeyunga. Meri parivaar ke Khusiyon ke gunj sunn kar jeelunga. Hamesha mere dil ke Juzzbat ko apne hi dil mein dafan karke rakhunga aur hamesha yeh mera pyaar saaya ban ke hamesha apki raksha karega. Mere pyar kabhi bhi iss duniya mein beparda nahi hoga..

For now and Forever..!! Thank you Pooja Ji.. Thank you so much.

*Selfless and unconditional love requires a great deal of character , persistence and forbearance..can't be everyone's cup of tea. Hence, I made my love selfless and sacrificed for my loved ones.. A writer is someone who selfishly quenched their thirsts by selflessly giving.

The quest for love changes us. There is no seeker among those who search for love who has not matured on the way. The moment you start looking for Love, you start to change within and without… !! "

Hence the pure and selfless Quest of Love wins over....!!