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awesome ff.
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plz cont. soon.

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Originally posted by ridhijai

awesome ff.
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plz cont. soon.


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PART 3:

Angad was about to help Kripa in the kitchen, when he heard Damini's voice, 'Dr Khanna…..aap ko Dr sahib bula rahe hain…."

"Oh…Ok…sorry…I can't help right now.." Angad excused himself. Kripa just shook her head, "Dr Khanna, aap apne kaam se kaam rakhiye….zyaada taqleef karne ki zaroorat nahin hai…" she mumbled to herself

"kya bhun-bhun kar rahi hai?" Damini asked, 'aaj Gayatri nahin aayi?"

"Nahin maasi….bas main khaana banaakar ghar hi ja rahi hoon….maa ki tabiyat kuch theek nahin hai…" Kripa said

"Kya hua Gayatri ko? Phir blood pressure high tho nahin ho gaya?" Damini looked concerned

"Maa ka tho aap jaante hi hain maasi….papa ke jaane ke baad wo apna dhyaan kahan deti hain?…" Kripa said as she placed the pans on the stove.

"Tu hi zara uske saath zyaada raha kar….." Damini patted Kripa's back affectionately

"Maasi…..koshish tho karti hoon….ab yahan mamaji bhi tho akele hain….phir unka clinic bhi hai……yadi maa yahan apne bhai ke paas aakar reh lein tho sab problem door ho jaaye…" Kripa sighed

"Gayatri nahin aayegi…..wo ghar uske pati ka hai aur wo ghar kabhie nahin chodegi…..tujhey hi dono ghar sambhaal ne honge….." Damini sat down on a chair.

"mujhey koyi problem nahin hai….ab Dr Khanna ke aane se mamaji ko meri clinic mein itni zaroorat nahin padhegi…." Kripa said as she put the spices in the dal and sabzi.

"Main sochti hoon ki jis din teri shaadi ho jaayegi, tab Dr sahib aur Gayatri kya karenge?"

"Befikr rahiye maasi…..na meri shaadi ho rahi hai, aur na main kahin jaa rahi hoon…..jeena yahan marna yahan…iske siwa jaana kahan…" Kripa started humming an old song.

"Arre Kripa….tera gaana nahin suna itne dino se…..kya riyaaz karti hai aaj kal?" Damini asked

"Maasi!…..Haan karti hoon!….SAPNE MEIN! Aap hi bataiye, time kahan hai mujhey?" Kripa said angrily as she missed singing too. Her father was a classical music teacher and she had inherited his musical genes. She had no formal training but had an ear for music. She could sing any type of song in her sweet melodious voice, but lately had had no opportunity to show off her talent.

Angad met with Dr Misra in his clinic. Dr Misra showed him around and explained him the daily routine. Attached to the clinic was a small operation theatre, where Dr Misra took care of minor surgeries.

"Sir….yadi patient ko major surgery chahiye ho tho?" Angad was disappointed, as there was no canvas for the surgical artist in him to paint.

"Beta…tab wo ya tho paas ke government hospital mein chale jaate hain, ya phir bhagwan ko pyaare ho jaate hain….is sheher mein tho bas main hi hoon….jo mujhsey hota hai, main kar leta hoon…..baaki bhagwan par chhod deta hoon…" Dr Misra said as he sat in his chair.

Angad was appalled and thought, "Why the hell did they send me here! Main yahan kya karoonga…..bilkul bekaar ho jaaoonga….what a waste of time…."

"Dheere dheere tumhey bhi aadat ho jaayegi yahan ki….abhi abhi Mumbai se aaye ho na….shuru shuru mein mujhey bhi bahut niraasha hoti thi, par ab 30 saal ke baad lagta hai, yadi main nahin hota tho Ramgarh ki halat aur bhi buri hoti…..My contribution is just a drop in the ocean, but somewhere I know that drop is enough to quench the thirst of at least someone!" Dr Misra said philosophically.

Angad was not satisfied. He was very ambitious and had expected a lot more from this hands-on assignment in the small town. He shuddered at the thought of becoming like Dr Misra one day- an outdated and tired old man, who did not want to change with the times.

"Doctor sahib…Dr sahib!" a young man in his 30's walked in to the clinic

"Kya baat hai Abdul?" Dr Misra addressed the intruder.

"mere bete ko dekh lee jiye…aaj subah se bahut pait mein dard hai…..ab tho chal bhi nahin paa raha hai…"

"Theek hai le aao….yeh Dr Khanna hain….wo dekh lenge tumhare bete ko….." Dr Misra got up from his chair and patted Angad's shoulder, "he is all your's son!…..main lunch karne jaa raha hoon…"

Angad received the 10 year old son of Abdul and examined him, "iske kuch test karne honge Abdul…jaise Xray, ultrasound, khoon ki jaanch……"

"Test? Dr sahib hamare paas kuch paise nahin hai…." Abdul got worried

"Phir humein pata kaise chalega ki tumhare bete ko kya hai?…" Angad said angrily.

"Kaun se test karne hai Dr Khanna?" Kripa walked into the clinic

Angad looked at Kripa quizzically and thought, 'isko kya pata?"

"Aap bataaiye….main aapko estimate deti hoon…." Kripa looked away and said matter-of-factly

Angad named a battery of tests needed. Kripa did some mental calculation, "Abdul bhai…in sab tests ke kareeb 7000.00 rupees lag jaayenge…."

"7000?" Abdul almost had a heart attack.

"Abdul bhai, aap zara bahar intezaar kariye…..please…." Kripa helped Abdul out into the waiting room and came back, 'Dr Khanna, kya test karne zaroori hain?"

"Who are you to question me? Tumhey the medicine ka ABC bhi nahin pata hoga….you are just a…" Angad said arrogantly

"JUST AN ENGLISH TEACHER! YES, I DON'T KNOW ABC OF MEDICINE, BUT I DO KNOW KA, KHA, GHA (HINDI ALPHABET) OF MEDICINE! Dr Khanna, main yahan mamaji ke saath kayi dino se kaam kar rahi hoon, itna zaroor jaanti hoon ki yadi accha doctor ho tho usey hamesha 7000 rupees ke test karne zaroori nahin hote…..shayad aapke medical college mein sirf kitaabon par zyaada dhyaan diya gaya tha, mareejon par nahin! Main Dr Misra ko bulati hoon!" Kripa felt offended once again by this arrogant city doctor and this time she was able to suppress her tears.

Angad just stood there, clenching his fist and jaw. He had not come here to be lectured by a mere 21-22 year old English teacher!

"Haan….Angad….so what do you think?" Dr Misra came back wiping his hands with a towel.

Angad was disgusted to see that Dr Misra was still chewing on his lunch as he examined the 10-year old boy.

"Hmm….Dr Khanna, this is a straight forward case of appendicitis…jao Kripa beti Abdul se keh do yeh dawaaiyan le aaye….aur Dr Khanna ke liye operation theatre tayyar kar do…..he will perform his first surgery today…." Dr Misra scribbled something on a pad and gave it to Kripa.

Angad felt a little humiliated, 'Sir…..how can you be sure?….kam se kam ultrasound tho karwaana chahiye…."

"Beta ultrasound Ramgarh mein nahin hota…uske liye paas ke ek sheher mein jaana padhega…tab tak is bachhe ki haalat aur kharaab ho jaayegi…." Dr Misra explained

"But you could be wrong sir!" Angad challenged the older physician

"Sure…Dr Khanna…no one is perfect…remember we are not God…we are doing our best under the circumstances" Dr Misra left the clinic to finish his lunch.

Angad felt trapped; he had no choice but to prepare for the surgery. Damini and Kripa helped get the boy ready. Angad was surprised to see that Damini not only acted as his assistant but also as the anesthesiologist during the procedure. Angad was pleasantly surprised to see that Dr Misra's diagnosis was right on.

Dr Misra joined them midway through the operation. Kripa had left for her house by then.

Dr Misra was pleased to see Angad's skill on the operation table; he gave him a appreciative nod as he joined him. Angad's eyes smiled above his mask as if saluting the older doctor for his accurate diagnosis.

Looked like the ice between the two doctors had melted. Angad was beginning to acknowledge that experience was as important as knowing state of the art techniques and skills. Dr Misra was reassured that his town was in good hands now…….

After the surgery, Angad politely informed Abdul, 'tumhara beta theek ho jaayega…1-2 din mein chutti kar denge…."

Angad was famished after the surgery. He suddenly remembered that Kripa was nowhere to be seen. He looked around, but was disappointed as she had already left.

"Wo…wo Kripa kahan gayi?" Angad hesitated

"Dr Khanna, Kripa apne ghar bhi tho jaayegi.." Damini intervened

"Oh…wo yahan nahin rehti?" Angad sounded disappointed. He did not know why, but he was kind of missing her. He remembered how rude he had been with her in the clinic. He kicked himself for losing his temper in front of her.

"aisi kya baat hai uss ladki mein jo main usey kuch bhi bol deta hoon?….abhi tho pehla din hi hai….theek se jaanta bhi nahin…par aisa lagta hai usey barson se jaanta hoon….." He pondered with his own feelings.

NEXT DAY:

Angad woke up and came downstairs. The breakfast was laid neatly on the table. He looked around and saw no one.

He went to the kitchen and was hoping Kripa would be there, "hmm kahan gayi? Kahin meri baaton se naaraz tho nahin ho gayi? I should apologise"

"Kisey dhoondh rahe ho Dr Khanna? Wo tho subah ka nashta banaakar school bhi chali gayi….aap so rahe the shayad…" Damini gave Angad a teasing smile. She could see that this city doctor was showing unusual interest in Kripa….why not? She was very beautiful, well mannered, cheerful, and most of all very good at heart!

"Oh…Daminiji aap?" Angad felt awkward that Damini had caught him looking for Kripa everywhere.

"School ki chutti 3 baje hoti hai…" Damini dropped a hint and left.

Angad worked in the clinic all day, but kept staring at the wall clock all day.

Finally, at 2.30 in the afternoon, he left the clinic and asked Dr Misra, "Main soch raha hoon ki thodi der bahar jaakar sheher dekh loon…"

"Haan…haan hao….chaho tho car le jao…" Dr Misra gave him the keys

"Thank you sir" Angad stepped out and saw a Rose bush outside the house. He plucked a red rose and put it in his shirt pocket.

Angad drove through the horrendous traffic of Ramgarh, 'kaise chalaate hain yahan log gaadi? Kripa kitni aasaani se car chalaa leti hai yahan…..I have to admit she is an amazing woman…..ghar aur bahar dono ke kaam itni aasaani se kar leti hai…."

He finally arrived at her school at around 3.15, but was disappointed to see that everyone had left by then, "kaash yahan ki sadakein better hoti tho main time se pahunch jaata"

He did not know where she lived, so he turned around to go back to Dr Misra's house.

He was hoping to see Kripa at home, but she was still not there.

Damini walked out of the clinic with some papers and saw Angad looking for Kripa everywhere, "Hmm…..lagta hai abhi tak mulaqat nahin huyi….jao oopar tumhare kamrey mein hai…"

"M..Mere kamrey mein kya kar rahi hai?" Angad acted surprised

"Dhobi ke kapde aaye the…tumhare room mein rakhney gayi hai…." Damini gave him a smile and went back to the clinic.

Angad ran upstairs as fast as he could.

There she was.

"Oh….tum tum…yahan kya kar rahi ho?" Angad acted as if was not expecting her there.

"Sorry…..mere resume mein shayad aapke kapde rakhna nahin likha tha…" Kripa said curtly and turned around to leave

Angad blocked the doorway, "Main tumhare school gaya tha…"

"Dekhne ki main sach much teacher hoon ya nahin?" Kripa said sarcastically

"Lagta hai abhi tak naaraz ho…" Angad took the droopy rose from his pocket, "yeh tumhare liye…lagta hai yeh rose bhi meri tarah sorry keh raha hai…"

Kripa had a faint smile on her face as she saw the drooping flower, "mujhey aaj tak sirf mere students ne hi phool diye hain…aaj pehli baar teacher se phool mil raha hai…."

"Main teacher nahin hoon…..shayad abhi bhi student hi hoon…..," Angad came close to her and looked into her eyes, "aur hamesha student hi ban kar rehna chahta hoon….sirf tumhara student…."

Kripa blushed at his comment, and ran from his room. She had never been spoken to like that before; something in his voice and eyes said that he meant what he had just said……she could still feel her hair rising when she thought about his words.

"Main jaa rahi hoon maasi," she ran as fast as she could and left for her home.

Angad was still frozen at his doorway, "yeh mujhey kya hua achanak? Maine na jaane kya kya keh diya Kripa ko?…..kahin wo phir se bura na maan jaaye?…but why do I care?…..why does it bother me if she is upset with me?…..aakhir wo kya kagti hai meri?"

……to be continued……


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amazing fanfic
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Fab update.
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PART 4:

Kripa reached home, but was still dazed by the incident in Angad's room. She looked at the drooping rose in her hand and held it close to her nostrils. She took a whiff and shut her eyes; there was something special about the fragrance of this rose, "kya hai yeh? Harr gulab ek sa hi hota hai, par iss gulab ki khushboo jaise mere dil tak pahunch rahi ho,"

"Kripa! Beti tu aa gayi?" Gayatri came out and saw Kripa standing with her eyes closed and smelling a rose, "kya hua? Yeh gulab kisney diya? Aise aankhein kyon bandh kar rakhi hain?"

Kripa came out of her trance-like state and opened her eyes, "Oh Maa…yeh..yeh mere ek student ne diya hai….bahut acchi khushboo hai iski…lo aap bhi sungh lo…," Kripa held the rose in front of her mother.

"Khushboo tho acchi hai, par aisi koi khaas baat bahin hai…..jaise sab gulabon mein hoti hai waisi hi hai…" Gayatri commented

"Maa…..aap nahin samjhogi….," Kripa took the flower to her room and safely put it away between the pages of her diary.

NEXT FEW DAYS:

Angad was worried that after the rose incident, Kripa would misconstrue his intentions and get upset with him again. He did not see her much, as she was busy with school and shuffling between the two homes. He was relieved when one day he bumped into her in the clinic. She was arranging a bouquet of roses in a vase.

"Hmm…..lagta hai tumhey gulab kuch zyaada pasand aane lage hain….pehle tho kabhie yahan phool sajaaye nahin tumney?" Angad came behind her as she arranged the flowers.

Kripa just blushed, "lagta hai is saal bahaar jaldi aa gayi hai…..baahar garden mein itne phool khil rahe hain ki socha kyon na aap doctors ki zindagi ko thodi khushboo se bhar dee jaaye…"

"Doctors ki chinta tum kyon karti ho? We can take care of ourselves!" Angad tried to provoke her and put his bag down to sit down on his chair. He was pleased that Kripa was still her cheerful self and not mad at him anymore, but she turned around and snapped, "so be it doctor!" and left.

Angad was disappointed to see her leave, "oh no!…yeh itni jaldi gussa kyon ho jaati hai? Naak parr tho jaise makhhi baithi rehti hai!" He had anxiously waited for this moment, when he could be with her or talk with her, or simply just listen to her blabber. He just sighed and got down to work.

Angad was beginning to get a hang of the routine and working style of Dr Misra and this small town. He had decided to stop comparing the facilities and technology available in Mumbai with what was available here in Ramgarh. He was learning how to diagnose, treat and cure with minimal ancillary help and rely more on his clinical acumen and gut feel. He did not mind taking care of non-surgical cases now, as he knew that was part of his job. In fact, he even started enjoying treating the patient as a whole, rather than just focusing on his surgical organ or ailment.

The patients were beginning to trust and like him more and more everyday.

Angad stopped challenging Dr Misra and Damini about their methodology, instead he kept a running list of equipment, medications and supplies he needed. He had decided to go to the nearest big city one of these days and purchase what he needed himself, instead of complaining and demanding it from the staff here.

Kripa had not accompanied him to deliveries or house calls in a while. How he wished, he had respected her skills and willingness to help, then she would still be going with him everywhere. Kripa on the other hand was relieved that she had one less thing to do, although she kind of missed Angad's wrath-kuch tho apna pan hai uski daant mein bhi…..mann karta hai wo phir waise hi daante mujhey…..

One day, when Angad was alone at the clinic, a middle-aged lady walked in, "bhaiyya…bhaiyya! Kahan hai aap?"

Angad got up from his seat and greeted the pleasant looking lady, "aaiye….aap kisey dhoond rahi hai aunty?"

"Arre…tum naye Dr ho na? Dr Khanna?"

"Jee!" Angad said politely

"Mera naam Gayatri hai…mai Dr Misra ki behen hoon…mooh boli behen…."

"Namaste aunty….tho kya aap Kripa ki?…." Angad asked cautiously

"Haan…wo meri beti hai….bataa rahi thi tumhare baare mein…." Gayatri smiled and sat down

Angad asked nervously, "kya keh rahi thi mere baare mein?"

"Yahi ki bahut gussa karta hai….par tum tho bilkul waise nahin ho…" Gayatri gave him an affectionate look

"Aunty….yeh tho wo hua, ulta chor kotwaal ko daante….wo baat hi aisi karti hai ki mujhey gussa aa jaata hai…" Angad frowned

"Beta…wo bachpan se hi aisi hai…uski baaton ka bura mat maan na….wo jitni jaldi gussa hoti hai, utni jaldi pighal bhi jaati hai…" Gayatri defended her daughter

"Oh really? Ab aap bataaiye kaise aana hua?" Angad asked. He knew gayatri was right about Kripa's temper, but he acted as if he was unaware.

"Beta…bhaiyya mere blood pressure ka ilaaj kar rahe hain….par iss dawa se kuch faayda nahin ho raha….mere roz sar mein dard hota hai, aur Kripa mera BP check karti hai, abhi bhi bahut zyaada aata hai…." Gayatri complained

Angad examined her and checked her medications, "aunty, yeh dawa ab koi istemaal nahin karta….main aapko doosri dawa likh deta hoon….ho sakta hai wo yahan na miley, main weekend par paas ke kisi badhe sheher jaa raha hoon….aapke liye le aaoonga…."

"Arre…itni takleef mat karna beta!" Gayatri said

"Takleef ki koi baat nahin, mujhey aur saaman bhi laana hai…" Angad reassured her

"Waise is saturday ko Kripa bhi Kartik se milne Pune jaa rahi hai…." Gayatri said

"Pune? Oh! Yeh Kartik kaun hai?" Angad got a little worried.

"Kartik? Wo meri behen ka ladka hai….Kripa usey rakshabandhan par rakhi nahin baandh paayi thi kyonki wo London mein tha….iss liye ab jaa rahi hai…."

Angad took a sigh of relief and had an idea, "waise auntie main bhi Pune jaane ki hi soch raha tha….train se sirf 4 ghante lagte hain…hai na?…hum day trip lagaa sakte hain."

"Aisa karo, tum Kripa ke saath hi chale jao….mujhey waise bhi usey akele bhejne main darr lagta hai…" Gayatri was pleased that her young daughter would have company.

Angad was in seventh heaven; he did not know why, but the thought of spending a whole day with Kripa excited him a lot. He had never felt this way about anyone before; he had always been too focused on himself and his career-everyone else was always incidental in his life, but Kripa……what was special about her?

Kripa reluctantly agreed, 'theek hai maa….parr saare raaste mujhey daant tha raha tho?"

"Theek hai sun lena daant! Tujh se umar mein kam se kam 3-4 saal badha hai, aur doctor bhi hai!" Gayatri explained

"Maa…doctor hai, bhagwan nahin! Bahut ghamand hai usey apne doctor hone ka, sochta hai hum chote sheher waale sab ganwaar hote hain…" Kripa frowned.

"Bahut accha ladka hai wo…..kitna aadar kiya tha mera…..Ab jaldi tayyar ho jaa….kartik ke liye mithai bhi laani hai…" Gayatri scolded her.

"Sab log mujhpar naaraz hote rehtey hain!" Kripa stomped out in fury. Although, she was visibly unhappy about traveling with Angad, a part of her was in seventh heaven-she was craving to be with him…..and that too alone….she had goose bumps just thinking about it.

The train journey was a pleasant ride through the open country.

Kripa and Angad sat across from each other in the train. Both pretended that they were reading a book, but kept checking each other out, and glancing each other with their eyes.

"Aaj itni chup kaise ho?" Angad finally spoke.

"Kyonki maine kuch keh diya, aur aapko pasand nahin aaya, tho aap phir daant dengey mujhey!" Kripa said

"Lekin mujhey nahin lagta ki tumhey kisi se darr lagta hai….." Angad smiled and put his book down

"Darr nahin lagta, parr aap jaise ghamandi logon ke mooh nahin lagti main!" Kripa gave him sharp look.

Angad rested his elbows on his knees and bent forward towards her face, "tho kiske mooh lagti ho tum?"

Kripa buried her face in her book and mumbled, "aapke tho bilkul nahin!"

Angad smiled, sat up straight and picked his book again.

They both went into their imaginary world, as this song plays in the background, reflecting their feelings:

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-12216.html

Kishore: Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye
Kishore: Suniye
Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye na
Kishore: Suniye
Kehte, Sunte, Baaton Baaton Mein Pyar Ho Jaayega

They arrived in Pune and went to the drug store to pick up all the supplies. Angad also picked up Gayatri's medicines. The pharmacist picked his calculator to make the bill. Angad was amazed that Kripa was able to mentally calculate the amount that they owed faster than the pharmacist could punch in the keys.

"Wow! Are you sure you are not a math teacher?" Angad was pleasantly surprised

"Dr Khanna….one learns to be a Jack of all trades in a small town!"

Angad knew this was a jab at him because he had been hesitant in treating patients who had a problem outside his surgical expertise. He just shook his head and thought, "this girl will always make sure that I stay grounded on my feet….and I like that…"

Kishore: Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye
Kishore: Suniye
Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye na
Kishore: Suniye
Kehte, Sunte, Baaton, Baaton Mein Pyar Ho Jaayega
Pyar Ho Jaayega

They had to cross a busy highway in Pune. Angad noticed that Kripa was a little anxious about crossing the multilane road.

"Kya hua? Darr gayi? Lo mera haath pakad lo…," Angad did not give her a chance and grabbed her hand possessively and crossed the highway with her.

Yeh Pehli Nazar Ka Uff Kya Asar Hai
Tumhari Kasam Dagmagaaye Se Hum Hai
Asha: La La La La La
Kishore: Nahin Jispe Qaabu Yeh Hai Kaisa Jaadu
Mere Liye To Sach Bhi Bharam Hai
Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye
Kishore: Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye na
Kishore: Suniye
Kehte, Sunte, Baaton, Baaton Mein Pyar Ho Jaayega
Pyar Ho Jaayega


"Tum chote sheher waalon ki yahi problem hai….ek sadak cross karne mein darr jaate ho!" Angad teased Kripa.

"Aap badhe sheher waalon ki problem hai ki aap itne badhe hote nahin hai, jitna dikhava karte hain!" Kripa snapped back.


Ghata Chand Bijli Barkha Pawan Mein
Shaamil Ho Tum Meri Har Kalpana Mein
Asha: Taareef Meri Itni Karo Na
Udne Lagun Main Kahin Aasman Mein
Kishore: Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye
Kishore: Suniye
Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye aha
Kishore: Suniye
Kehte, Sunte, Baaton, Baaton Mein Pyar Ho Jaayega
Pyar Ho Jaayega

They reached the other side of the road.

Angad was till holding on to her hand; he looked into her eyes and softly said, "tum chote sheher waale bhi itne chote nahin hote hain, jitna dikhte hain…," he scrutinized her petite frame from head to toe with his piercing eyes. Kripa shivered a little and avoided his gaze, as she could tell his gaze was resting at her feminine curves; she gently released her sweaty palm from his hands and looked away, "chaliye…Kartik bhaiyya ke yahan chalte hain…"

Tumhari Ada Hai Woh Sabse Judaa Hai
Chaaha Hai Tumko Isi Vaaste
Asha: Hum Bekhabar Hain Tum Besabar Ho
Us Pe Hain Dekho Naye Raaste
Kishore: Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye
Kishore: Suniye
Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye
Kishore: Suniye
Kehte, Sunte, Baaton, Baaton Mein Pyar Ho Jaayega
Pyar Ho Jaayega
Kishore: Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye
Kishore: Suniye
Suniye
Asha: Kahiye
Kahiye
Kishore: Suniye
Kehte, Sunte, Baaton, Baaton Mein Pyar Ho Jaayega
Pyar Ho Jaayega

The song played in the background as they took an auto to Kartik's house.


…to be continued….

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very nice part i loved it. continue soon. and i hope u will. Clap

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PART 5:

Angad and Kripa arrived at a luxury apartment complex on the outskirts of Pune. Kartik was Kripa's first cousin, but had achieved tremendous success as a businessman at a young age. He had a medical transcription business with clients in the UK and USA. He maintained an office in Pune and Hyderabad, which were the off-shore back offices for his foreign clients.


Kartik greeted his little sister at the door, "meri pyaari si behnaa….kitne din ho gaye tujhey dekhey?…," he hugged her at the door, 'Hi I am Kartik Verma, Kripa's cousin…you must be Dr Angad Khanna?" Kartik extended his hand towards Angad.

"Nice to meet you Mr Verma," Angad shook his hand firmly

"Kartik! Call me Kartik. Can I call you Angad?" Kartik said in a friendly voice.

"Of course Kartik," Angad replied as they entered the luxury apartment.

Angad could tell that Kartik was definitely doing well for himself. Kartik reminded him of his brother-in-law, Nishant who had done well in the last few years, thanks to the IT boom.


Angad was intrigued to know that Kartik's business was in a way related to the medical field. The two men hit it off well; Kartik was pleased to meet an intelligent and curious man like Angad. Kripa felt left out and complained, "bhaiyya! Main aap se milne aayi hoon, aur aap hain ki apne kaam ki baaton mein lag gaye!"

"Oh sorry behnaa, chal rakhi nikaal, dekh tera bhai tere liye London se kya laaya hai?" Kartik excused himself and went to fetch something from his room.

As they were waiting for Kartik, Angad's mobil rang, 'Hello! Oh Aaliyah!.....I miss you too," Angad excused himself and went to the balcony to take the call.

Kripa's color drained from her face when she heard what Angad had just said. The fact that Angad wanted to talk to this girl in privacy, and that he missed her was enough of a clue for Kripa- "zaroor unki koi girlfriend hogi. Lekin mujhey kya?"

Although Kripa tried to ignore it, the realization that Angad had a girlfriend kept nagging her. Kartik came back with a beautiful box and stretched his hand for Kripa to tie the rakhi, "kya hua behnaa? Kahan kho gayi?" Kripa was obviously distracted and just shook her head, 'Oh..wo kuch nahin bhaiyya….dikhaaiye kya laaye hain mere liye?"


"pehle rakhi, phir maasi ki mithai, tab jaake tujhey tera gift milega….samjhi!" Kartik teased her playfully.

Meanwhile, Angad and Aaliyah caught up on their respective lives.

"Accha Angad, kya gaon ki gori mili?' Aaliyah teased him.


Angad blushed a little at that comment and said, "Hmm….gori tho hai, par gaon ki? I am not sure…wo tho kisi bhi sheher waali ki chutti kar de…."

Aaliya: "Really? Tho mili…..wow Angad, I had no idea tumhey ek mahine mein hi koi mil jaayegi…."

Angad: "sach bataaun Aaliyah….pata nahin kyon par aisa lagta hai usey bahut pehle se jaanta hoon…..kya matlab hai iska?"

Aaliyah: "Angad looks like you may have caught the love bug!" she laughed

Angad: "how can you be so sure?"

Aaliyah: " Iska jawaab tumhey kal subah mil jaayega.."

Angad: "kal subah?"

Aaliyah: "haan yadi aaj raat tumhein neend nahin aayi na….bas samjho you have a serious case of loveria! Chalo bye…I have to attend a delivery….kal phone karti hoon to get a status update…."

Angad sighed as he hung up, "Aaliyah! You and your hypothesis! Dekhte hain…..neend aati hai ya nahin?"

Angad joined the brother and sister in the living room. Kripa was admiring her beautiful bracelet presented to her by her brother. Angad saw the pearls on her dainty wrist and could not help commenting on it, "looks like your brother has good taste!"

"Kyon nahin bhai….after all my beautiful sister deserves something as pretty as her!" Kartik commented and hugged Kripa.

Angad noticed that Kripa averted his gaze and her color was a little off.

Their journey back to Ramgarh was very quiet; Kripa stayed mum and aloof most of the trip and buried herself in her book and finally dozed off.

Angad was perplexed, "aakhir aisa kya hua? Itni chup kyon hai? Maine kahin kuch tho nahin keh diya phir se? Oh god! Kahin uska haath pakda tha, iss liye naaraz tho nahin?…..main bhi bhool jaata hoon ki yeh Mumbai nahin hai……I should be careful, par kya karoon apne aap ko sambhaal kyon nahin paa raha? May be Aaliyah is right!" Angad spent the rest of the journey just gazing at Kripa's beautiful angelic face as she rocked gently with the moving train.

Song in backround, "jaane kaise" from "Raqeeb"- beautiful new romantic song sung by
KK

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-61158.html

"Jaane kaise" from "raqeeb"
jaane kaise shab dhali, jaane kaise dil khila
jaane kaise kab kahaan, chal pada yeh silsila
meri aankhon ko yeh kaisa manjar mila
tere har naksh mein bas khuda hi khuda
(tera chehra sanam ik rubaayi si hai
mere dil jism-o-jaan pe tu chaayi si hai) – 2


They arrived Ramgarh late at night.

"Main tumhey ghar chhod deta hoon…" Angad offered

"Nahin koi baat nahin main chali jaaoongi…" Kripa looked away. She was afraid that if she looked at him, he might be able to read her disappointment in them. The thought of Angad's girlfriend was still nagging her. She tried her best to act normal, but as always, her eyes gave in to her inner feelings.

"I insist OK!" Angad said authoritatively. Kripa did not argue. Angad was still kicking himself for holding her hand and promised himself that he would take things a little slower with her.

betaabiyo ki shaamo sehar se
na tha main waakib dard-e-jigar se
gujra nahi tha main toh kabhi bhi
pyaar li dilkash raahegujar se
deewaanagi ki yeh intehaan hai
har chehre mein chehra tera hai
saari duniya teri parchaayi si hai
mere dil jism-o-jaan pe tu chaayi si hai
tera chehra sanam ik rubaayi si hai
mere dil jism-o-jaan pe tu chaayi si hai
jaane kaise shab dhali, jaane kaise dil khila
jaane kaise kab kahaan, chal pada yeh silsila


As Aaliyah had predicted, Angad had a restless, sleepless night. He paced up and down in his room, even went to the clinic to finish some paper work, but the more he tried to distract himself, the more kripa kept invading his thoughts:


teri kashish ka jaadu ajab hai
har waqt mujhko teri talab hai
yuun hi nahi main besudh huva hoon
iss pyaas ka toh koi sabab hai
tere siva na abb koi armaan
abb jindagi hai tujhse meri
bin tere har jagah tanhaayi si hai
mere dil jism-o-jaan pe tu chaayi si hai
tera chehra sanam ik rubaayi si hai
mere dil jism-o-jaan pe tu chaayi si hai
jaane kaise shab dhali, jaane kaise dil khila
jaane kaise kab kahaan, chal pada yeh silsila
meri aankhon ko yeh kaisa manjar mila
tere har naksh mein bas khuda hi khuda
(tera chehra sanam ik rubaayi si hai
mere dil jism-o-jaan pe tu chaayi si hai) – 2


Kripa, herself was restless all night. She kept shaking her head to get Angad's thoughts out of her mind, "jo mera nahin hai, main kyon uske khayaalon mein baar baar kho jaati hoon…..mujhey Angad se door rehna chahiye….aaj tak mujhey kabhie aisa ehsaas nahin hua jaise aaj ho raha hai…..kyon…aakhir kyon?"


NEXT DAY:


Being a Sunday, they did not have regular clinic hours. Damini was also off that day, Dr Misra decided to take it easy and have Angad deal with all the emergencies for the day. Angad tried to sort out the equipment and supplies in the clinic and arrange all the new stuff he had purchased in Pune. As he was working, he heard familiar voices in the living room. He peeked out and was pleased to see Kripa and Gayatri talking to Dr Misra.


Angad walked out to the living room, but was dismayed when Kripa saw him and turned around, "main kitchen mein jaati hoon….maa aap maamaji ke saath baithiye…"

"Aao beta! Kaisa raha Pune ka trip?" Gayatri asked Angad, "meri dawaai laane ke liye bahut bahut shukriya.."


"bahut accha aunty…..waise aap aaj hi dawaai shuru kar dein tho accha hai….main zara clinic mein kaam khatam karta hoon," Angad had no desire to stay there if Kripa was not present.

Gayatri noticed that Angad's eyes were searching for someone. Gayatri smiled to herself, her perceptive eyes had noticed what Damini had noticed earlier-this dashing doctor was very interested in her demure daughter.


"Akele kyon kaam karte ho beta? Main Kripa ko bhejti hoon tumhare paas….main khaana banaa doongi aaj.." Gayatri went to the kitchen and ordered Kripa to help Angad.


Kripa reluctantly agreed as she knew there was no way she could avoid working with Angad for another 11 months.


"Aapko kuch help chahiye Dr Khanna?" Kripa entered the clinic. Angad's face lit up at her sight, but he noticed that she still looked a little sullen.


As they kept arranging all the new instruments and equipment, Angad could not help asking her, "kal raat se itni chup kyon ho Basanti?"


Kripa almost laughed at the way he addressed her, "nahin doctor aisi koi baat nahin hai…..aap shayad meri baaton se bore ho jaate honge, iss liye kam bol rahi hoon…"


"Wo tho hai….tumhari baatein bahut boring hoti hain, par jaane kyon mera bore hone ko mann kar raha hai.." Angad said teasingly.


He was happy to see a faint smile on her face, but she did not say anything.


Angad received a call, 'hello! Aaliyah!" He noticed that as soon as he said Aaliyah's name, Kripa's color drained again, "main tumhey baad mein call karta hoon…OK," now he knew why Kripa was behaving so uncharacteristically. If Angad's doubt was right, he had reason to celebrate.


"Accha tumhare koi bhai behen hain….Kartik ke alaawa?" Angad tried to start a conversation.


"Hmm….nahin ek door ki behen, Harshini hai….wo yahin Ramgarh mein hi rehti hai…"


"Hmm…meri ek behen hai, Kanan…wo Bangalore mein hai, aur college mein ek bahut acchi friend hai, Aaliyah," he noticed Kripa averted his gaze at the mention of the name and tried to walk out, 'wo bhi meri behen jaisi hi hai...," Angad walked closer to Kripa and stood in front of her. He noticed that Kripa's face was red with embarrassment and she was blushing profusely.


"Kripa….ek baat kahoon?," he stared into her eyes and continued, "tum chahe kitni bhi chup rehne ki koshish karo, tumhari yeh aankhein kabhie chup nahin rehti….tumhare labzon se zyaada yeh aankhein bolti hain…bas padhne waala chaaiye…."


Kripa could not hide her joy any longer; she ran to the living room and joined her mother in the kitchen.


Angad called Aaliyah, "Thanks Aaliyah!"

"Thanks? For what?" Aaliyah asked

"Tumhare naam ne kisi ke dil mein jalan ki aag lagaa di hai…" Angad said


"Really? Tho yeh aag dono taraf baraabar lagi huyi hai? Kyon raat ko neend aayi ya nahin?" Aaliyah laughed


"Tumhey kya lagta hai?" Angad asked


"Nahin nahin aayi! Dr Majnu, tumhari tho ab chutti ho gayi…..kab milwaa rahe ho?" Aaliyah sounded very happy.

"Bas ek baar izhaar aur ho jaaye…," he hung up and followed Kripa to the living room.

…to be continued…

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