SS (ViSa) - Confessions - Part 2 updated

Hey everyone,

A small try from my side on FFs. Its my first try, so do comment and criticize. 😊
Its kind of a redo on the karwachauth...with no murder 😕 😆

So here goes...

Sarita looked at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time that evening. But still there was no sign of him. She looked at Abhi, who like her was waiting for his Daddy. She couldn't even imagine what could possibly cause Vikrant ji to be late. She turned towards the main door and felt a spark of annoyance as she noticed vandana and kajal smirking at her.

Vikrant sat in his office looking outside the window. It was dark and cloudy outside, just as it was inside his mind. Yes, today he was supposed to give Sarita a taste of her own medicine. Today he was supposed to make Sarita realize the consequence of her mistakes. REVENGE - that was the only thing in his mind. But...He swirled angrily in his chair. But the gun, hurting her yesterday, lying to her only made him think less of himself. He was Vikrant Suryavanshi. He never treated a female like that, let alone his own wife. He was disgusted with himself. But the thing that shocked him the most was that his feelings for her was stronger than he expected and that just angered him more. Her tears, her pain hurt him more than his own pain. He banged his fist against the table and threw his head back against his chair.

He heard the cabin door open and even though his eyes were closed, he knew, he knew that it was her.The reason behind his pain, behind the torture he was going through. Taking a deep breath, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. She stood there looking almost ethereal in a red sari and with a thali in her hand. "Vikrant ji...what is it?" Sarita asked him with concern reflecting in her eyes. He had been deceived so many times by those eyes and feared trusting them again.

'What was bothering him' Sarita wondered as she stood by the door looking at him. He looked stressed, like all the world's burden was on his shoulder and she didn't want anything more than to help him. "Vikrant ji...??" she called out to him while moving towards him.

He angrily stood up and walked towards the window. She froze, stunned and unsure of how to proceed. "Sarita...what are u doing here?" His voice reflected suppressed anger and she wondered what could possibly be the reason. His behaviour puzzled her. Was he angry at someone else or was it her. And if it was her, then what could she possibly have done.

With confusion and uncertainty, she took a step towards him. "Woh...karwachauth?" "Karwachauth?" Vikrant spat it out almost like an insult. He spun around on his heels and walked towards her. He yanked the thali from her hands and dropped it on the table. He than grabbed both her shoulders and pulled her towards him. "Karwachauth? Do you even know what it implies...", he pulled her even closer; his face now mere inches away from hers, "... are you even fasting for me?"



Well I didn't want Vikrant keeping everything bottled up and then finding the truth from someone else.This was just a try at that. So how is it? 🥱

Wonderful start, dear! 👏

Please continue soon! 😳

Beautiful start

Thank you so much for the likes and comments 🤗
Will try and update the next part soon.
PS. Eijaz Khan looks awesome in the precap...his rolled up sleeves 🤪 and finally the moment all ViSa fans were waiting for, Vikrant Suryavanshi in action. 🥳

Awesome start.. Plz update more..

Hi everyone 😊 Thank you for your comments 🤗
Here's the next part...hope u guys like it 😳


Sarita looked at him, unable to understand what he was talking about. Where did this come from all of a sudden. She touched his cheek, searching his eyes for what troubled him. "Vikrant ji??"

Vikrant pushed her hands away and stepped back. God, just being in her presence confused him. He even started doubting himself, what he saw, all just by looking at her. He turned his face away from hers. If he kept looking at her he wouldn't be able to think straight. And that was not what he needed. He needed to think everything through. Think about what he saw and of the pain his son would have felt if she had left them.

He started walking towards the window, trying to block her presence from his mind. But she stopped him with a hand on his arm. "Vikrant ji..." How could she pretend to be innocent after all that she had planned to do. "Sarita...leave my office. GET OUT." Her hands dropped from his arm and he heard her take a deep breath. "Vikrant ji...ye aap ko kya hogaya hain?"

A bitter laugh escaped from him. "Me...Me??!" He turned and looked at her and noticed a wounded expression on her face. How was it possible that she was the one to hurt him and it was he who felt like a monster. He closed his eyes and focused on Abhi., and felt his resolve strengthening. If it was just he whom she had hurt; he might have, at a moment of weakness, forgiven her. But Abhi...just thinking about what Abhi would have had to go through if she had left them helped him fight his feelings.

Sarita looked at Vikrant, hoping he would say something, anything, that would actually make sense. What did he mean by was she even fasting for him? How could he even doubt that after all that he said to her yesterday. As he slowly opened his eyes, she searched them for answers. His eyes only expressed one emotion, hatred.

He grabbed her by her shoulders once more "How can you even ask me that after all that you did? How can you pretend like everything is all right after what you were going to do? You were going to runaway with your lover, right! And now when that didn't work out, you act like everything is normal."

"How could you? You never once thought about Abhimaan, never thought about his pain, of the effect your absence would have on him?"

"No you were in a hurry to get back to your lover that you didn't even care if you had to trample Abhimaan's heart to get to him."

"A women who can't understand motherhood how can you even expect her to understand the importance of Karwachauth?" He pushed her away from him.

" I had told you before how badly Abhimaan had taken his mother's death...and still, still you didn't think about him before you planned to run away. How can a person be so selfish. I kept cursing myself for forcing you into this marriage, and like a fool thought that we could actually make it work...you, me and Abhi." He hated the pain that he could clearly hear in his own voice. He didn't want to show her any kind of weakness...not her!

He held her arms and pulled her closer to him, "What is so special about Raj, that you would actually forget that you are someone's mother, that you were someone else's wife? Do we both have no importance in your life...do we mean so little to you?"

She pushed his hands away. Her eyes full of unshed tears. "You are right Mr Vikrant Suryavanshi...you and Abhi mean very little to me."



So, how is it?? Good / Bad? Do comment 😳

Lovely job, dear!😊

Wow I so like this version more! Hope there are no misunderstandings.

Do continue soon👏

Where is the update, dear? I am going to pester you till I get one! 😛 😃