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Hi all,
especially Nagz and Sofna
here's something about Khushi's thought process... hope you all like it
The Sign
Today she walked away from the house, with a heavy heart. The lock on the door felt like she was locking something away that could have changed her life. But it was changing already and she believed she was needed back home. Home to her parents who needed help with the shop, the debt and rest. So why did it feel like she was doing something wrong? Something drastic, something she was going to regret.
She looked up once again asking Devi Maiyya to show yet another sign, she knew the chunri flying on her face was a sign, was it not? She was a believer and knew that leaving Delhi may be the best thing for it will do two things; one take her near her parents and two take her away from him.
"Not again," she muttered gritting her teeth. Why did he creep into her thoughts so much. Why from day one did he do this to her? Was she missing something? She had tripped and fallen in his arms but he had not saved her, he had thrown her off on the ramp. And then, locked her up in a room. He was the most obnoxious man she had ever met and she feared him. Well, it was good to fear him for he was an animal. The way he had torn her blouse, she still flinched from that thought.
He was the most arrogant man she had the misfortune to come across. He always brought up her aukaat and that always rubbed her up the wrong way. He did not believe in God.
"But why am i thinking about him?" she questioned herself again. Was there no way of not meeting him again, ever? She put her hand on the window and looked out of the car as they passed through the street where she had first met with an accident with him.
"iska Rs25000 hai." she heard his words in her mind's. "Haa," she gaffed. Buaji at that point asked, "Arre parmeshwari, kya badbadawat ho, dimaag toh theek hai na?"
"haan buaji," she replied.
Just then they passed the guest house of AR and she could not help but recollect being so scared, even terrified of dying in that hell hole and suddenly he had appeared out of no where, pulling her up in the nick of time and save her. But had she been grateful? of course not, it had been his fault that she was stuck there. And then she had spoilt it all by fainting. She would have loved to have told him a few more home truths about him and his attitude.
"aukaat ki baatein karta hai, mein batati usse ki aukaat kya hai." she muttered.
Payal asked, "Khushi, kya hua?"
She replied, "Kuch nazi jiji, woh laad governor ka guest house hai." pointing to the passing house, she told, "yahin mien phans gayee thi. Aur woh aaya tha, mujhe bachane."
She fell silent as she recalled feeling his hand brush the wisps of her hair from her face. She blinked with a jolt of frisson run through her body. Why did this happen to her. Why did she feel these things when he stared at her? Why did she feel as if he had caressed her when he looked her up.
Suddenly the image if him swinging her in his arms as he moved her away from the car's path in that rainy night flashed and she realized his touch did things to her which went beyond fear. At the time, she had thought her heart beat so fast due to terror but it was something else. She had felt like swiping the errant drop that gathered at his chin before it fell to gravity.
"what was happening to her?" she wondered. "please devi maiyya, mujhe bataiye ki ye kya hai, koi ishaara kijiye. Kyon uses door jaakar mujhe bechaini hoti hai, kyon uski aankhein jab bhi mujhse milt hai, aisa lagta hai who kuch keh rahi hain mujhe?"
"kya keh rahi hai, ye to paglayee gayee hai ka, Hai ye nandkishore," Buaji retorted.
Contrite Khushi just shook her head and closed her eyes but it was his image that flashed before her eyes. As she opened her eyes, see saw a truck hurtling down on the wrong side of the road towards them and she screamed.
The next thing she heard was the crash and then total darkness.
The Sign
i stood at the threshold
of doing what i want or what i was told
though i always believed life was to be lived not kept on hold
but what more price was she to pay for being bold
suddenly she felt leg were weary and old
dragging when she should be running twofold
was she doing the right thing or a mistake untold
and will she see the sign or find the mould
of what life has in store for her, the warm and the cold
will she be left bereft or will there someone who'll think she is gold.
especially Nagz and Sofna
here's something about Khushi's thought process... hope you all like it
The Sign
Today she walked away from the house, with a heavy heart. The lock on the door felt like she was locking something away that could have changed her life. But it was changing already and she believed she was needed back home. Home to her parents who needed help with the shop, the debt and rest. So why did it feel like she was doing something wrong? Something drastic, something she was going to regret.
She looked up once again asking Devi Maiyya to show yet another sign, she knew the chunri flying on her face was a sign, was it not? She was a believer and knew that leaving Delhi may be the best thing for it will do two things; one take her near her parents and two take her away from him.
"Not again," she muttered gritting her teeth. Why did he creep into her thoughts so much. Why from day one did he do this to her? Was she missing something? She had tripped and fallen in his arms but he had not saved her, he had thrown her off on the ramp. And then, locked her up in a room. He was the most obnoxious man she had ever met and she feared him. Well, it was good to fear him for he was an animal. The way he had torn her blouse, she still flinched from that thought.
He was the most arrogant man she had the misfortune to come across. He always brought up her aukaat and that always rubbed her up the wrong way. He did not believe in God.
"But why am i thinking about him?" she questioned herself again. Was there no way of not meeting him again, ever? She put her hand on the window and looked out of the car as they passed through the street where she had first met with an accident with him.
"iska Rs25000 hai." she heard his words in her mind's. "Haa," she gaffed. Buaji at that point asked, "Arre parmeshwari, kya badbadawat ho, dimaag toh theek hai na?"
"haan buaji," she replied.
Just then they passed the guest house of AR and she could not help but recollect being so scared, even terrified of dying in that hell hole and suddenly he had appeared out of no where, pulling her up in the nick of time and save her. But had she been grateful? of course not, it had been his fault that she was stuck there. And then she had spoilt it all by fainting. She would have loved to have told him a few more home truths about him and his attitude.
"aukaat ki baatein karta hai, mein batati usse ki aukaat kya hai." she muttered.
Payal asked, "Khushi, kya hua?"
She replied, "Kuch nazi jiji, woh laad governor ka guest house hai." pointing to the passing house, she told, "yahin mien phans gayee thi. Aur woh aaya tha, mujhe bachane."
She fell silent as she recalled feeling his hand brush the wisps of her hair from her face. She blinked with a jolt of frisson run through her body. Why did this happen to her. Why did she feel these things when he stared at her? Why did she feel as if he had caressed her when he looked her up.
Suddenly the image if him swinging her in his arms as he moved her away from the car's path in that rainy night flashed and she realized his touch did things to her which went beyond fear. At the time, she had thought her heart beat so fast due to terror but it was something else. She had felt like swiping the errant drop that gathered at his chin before it fell to gravity.
"what was happening to her?" she wondered. "please devi maiyya, mujhe bataiye ki ye kya hai, koi ishaara kijiye. Kyon uses door jaakar mujhe bechaini hoti hai, kyon uski aankhein jab bhi mujhse milt hai, aisa lagta hai who kuch keh rahi hain mujhe?"
"kya keh rahi hai, ye to paglayee gayee hai ka, Hai ye nandkishore," Buaji retorted.
Contrite Khushi just shook her head and closed her eyes but it was his image that flashed before her eyes. As she opened her eyes, see saw a truck hurtling down on the wrong side of the road towards them and she screamed.
The next thing she heard was the crash and then total darkness.
The Sign
i stood at the threshold
of doing what i want or what i was told
though i always believed life was to be lived not kept on hold
but what more price was she to pay for being bold
suddenly she felt leg were weary and old
dragging when she should be running twofold
was she doing the right thing or a mistake untold
and will she see the sign or find the mould
of what life has in store for her, the warm and the cold
will she be left bereft or will there someone who'll think she is gold.
Hui Ghum Yaadein
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
