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PART 2:
Nupur was applying kajal to her eyes and again and again looking
at the sleeping figure on the bed, she got up from his dressing table
stool and went to the bed..she gently caressed the hair of her daughter,
but she turned her side..
N...priya..utho bache..school k liye late ho raha hai..
priya opened her eyes and saw the smiling face of her mother, she sat up and hugged her..
P..good morning maa..
Nupur hugged back her 8 year old daughter
N..morning bache..chalo utho ab..
Priya got out of her bed and went to change for school, and nupur went to the kitchen to arrange breakfast for two of them.
Nupur
never remembered when priya had thrown tantrums for not going to
school, she was an obedient child..that sometimes nupur used to get
scared of her obedience.
Priya returned in her school uniform and
her breakfast was waiting for her on the dining table...one chapaati
with last night's gravy, and a half glass milk...she started eating
quietly. Nupur looked at her, as every morning..
Priya was very
different from other children, she was never indulged in any mischief,
she never demanded any thing. She was eating the chappati very quietly,
and side by side revising her test.
Nupur's eyes got teary every
time she she used to see priya all quiet and silent. She was a school
teacher, she knew what kind of activities children of such age had, but
priya had none of them., She used to go to school in the morning, both
of them used to walk, but priya never complained about her hurting legs,
even in lunch time, she used to eat one apple, and never demanded any
of the delicious lunches her friends used to bring, nupur always tried
her best to provide every facility to priya, but even after her job and
over time tutions, all she could manage was the house rent , utility
bills, her school fees and their meals of three times, there was never
room for any luxuries.
Priya was on the last bite of her
chappati, nupur knew priya never liked chappatis, she never said but
nupur . being her mother knew everything, she knew how much she loved
coffee and warm margarine toats for breakfast..
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..bring me one cup of coffee and two bread slices with margarine..
Mayank
gave this order on the intercom and bend down to his drawing agian, his
head was hurting badly, even after so many sleeping pills, he was not
able to sleep . He tried to open his eyes wide so he could
concentrate on the drawing which he had to submit tomorrow morning..
His food arrived..
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N..chalo nashta ho gaya..ab chalen..
P..gi maa..chalo..
Nupur
understood that a half chappati was not enough for a growing child and
she knew he wanted to eat something more, she SHOULD eat something
more..but she couldn't help..
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.mera khane ka dil nahi kar raha..le jao..
mayank
took a look at the tray, a hot steaming cup of coffee and warm bread
slices coated with margarine, but he just dint feel like eating a
anything.
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Nupur and priya started waking towards the school and as everyday nupur went to the staffroom and priya went to her class.
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mayank
had completed his drawing..and he was pretty satisfied with the
outcome, when his mobile rang..he was shocked at someone calling so late
M..yes Mehta sahib..
Mehta..mayank i have an offer..india jao gey?..
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The
board marker dropped from nupur's hands, and she couldn't understand
her panting breath and the an unknown restlessness she was feeling..
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M..india ..ku?
Mehta..mayank
wahan main ne ik school k shares khardey hain....mujhe usey renovate
karwana hai..socha tum se karwa lo..u are the best dude..what say?..and
moreover tum wahan k student they yar..
Mayank felt his tongue stammering..as if words were not finding way out
M..EXCEL SCHOOL OF HIGHER EDUCATION..?
Mehta..han yaar..wohi..jahan tum ne apni zindagi k sab se khobsorat waqt guzara hai...apna teen age..
Mayank
felt as if the whole room was spinning around his eyes..the headache
had increased by infinite times..he closed his eyes..EXCEL SCHOOL OF
HIGHER EDUCATION....all the events started coming infront of his
eyes..
M...nahi..mujhe nahi jana.
He threw his phone and closed his eyes again..this time a tiny tear squeezing out of his eye..
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It was the recess time and priya was having her apple when nupur called her..
N..priya tum thek hona?.
P..haan maa..dekho..
She revolved in front of her..
N..acha.. jao.
Mostly
whenever priya used to get hurt so nupur used to feel this
restlessness, but today she couldn't understand, that was happening..
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Mayank
was standing by the window of his room..his teenage in his mind..and a
glass of wine in his hand. It was almost dawn..He had tried all things
just as an attempt of forgetting that event.but he couldn't..he just
couldn't..
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Nupur
had finished her tutions and then nupur and priya had there dinner and
as daily after her home work nupur was caressing her hair and she was
asleep.
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It was morning and as Mayank had completed his darwing he thought of sleeping. He took a double dose of his pills, but again no affect..no sleep..
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Nupur
got back to her past....like every night...8 years before..her eyes
again filled with hatred...she looked at priya and kissed her
forehead..and closed her eyes..
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Mayank was looking the sun rise, the light gave him a strength, he picked up his phone
M..main india a raha hon..
he again thew his phone..his eyes having tears..and then finally he gave words to his greatest fear,
M..agr mujhe wo kahin mil gayi tu..
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Nupur
got up in terror..he breath was again panting, she felt that the same grip
was coming towards her again..that came 8 years before..her eyes again filled with terror, and
hatred..she held her wrists..she could still feel his hands on her
wrists..his knee on her legs...she was shivering..
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M..shaiyed maaf kar de..
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N..kabhi maaf nahi karon gi..
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Both of them lied awake..one in darkness..and the other in light...waiting for the next in life..or, more appropriately, the worst in life..
Edited by -Mehak - 13 years ago