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"Sir!! Aa.. aap aa gaye?" Shree stammered.
"Haan Kyun? Nahin aana chahiye tha?" Sameer aka Rathod sir asked.
"Nahinn!" Shree said then bit his tongue playfully when Rathod lifted his brow."Mera matlab hai ki Mera aisa matlab nai tha!"
"Sir iska matlab tha ki hum log samjhe aap thodi der aur lagayenge aane mein!" Chotu said saving Shree.
"Hmm!" Rathod said and looked at them, his mind faraway thinking about someone's smile.
"Sir... humne ye Pata laga Liya hai ki ye Raghu tapori Kahan rehta hai...!" Chotu said bringing Rathod out of his reverie.
"Sir!! Ek interesting Baat samne aayi hai!" Liza said entering the conference room.
"Kya Baat hai?" Rathod asked.
"Humen murder spot mein Jo bhi khoon ki cheente mili hain, unmein Se aksar khoon ki cheente victim Se match nai karti... aur ye kisi Ek aadmi ka bhi khoon nai... we have got many samples of blood from just around the victim!" Liza said.
Rathod went deep in concentration. Liza looked at Shree and showed him her tongue. Shree scrunched his eyes and showed her his punch, muttering. Liza giggled and then became serious, turning away from Shree. Chotu smiled too
shaking his head.
"Shree, Chotu come on..!!" Rathod suddenly said getting up from his place. Shree and Chotu straightened up and rushed behind him, all the while pulling each others' legs.
Sakshi was sitting in the balcony, her cell in hand. It had become a permanent fixture in her hand nowadays. It wasn't that Arjun didn't message her nowadays. He did. It was just that he didn't want to meet her or her family. But without meeting them how could he win their hearts like he had won hers? How could he ask for her hand in marriage?
Sakshi sadly looked down. There was a different scene unfolding downstairs. Beautiful, colorful tents were being raised in the yard. Children were running around and ladies were discussing about clothes while teenage girls were giggling around. Everywhere she saw, there was happiness around but her face was devoid of it. She sighed.
A sudden 'beep' made her look to the phone in her hands.
' labon Se nikli hui dua ho tum,
Mera Ishq, mere junoon ki inteha ho tum...
Tumhare aankhon ke aansuon Se pighal jata hoon mein,
Had Se zyada tumhen chahta hoon mein...'
'agar itna pyaar karte ho to fir meri ye Baat maante Kyun nahin ho?'
' jis din milunga na us din tumhari muhabbat furrr Se ghayab ho jyegi...'
' u won't be able to accept me'
'let me decide that!'
Sakshi typed and hit 'send'. She couldn't understand why he was so reluctant to meet her and her family. She accepted him without knowing his basics. He was a good man according to her. He always gave good advices and always said right things. And he understood her well, never got angry on her, was always patient. He was the guy every girl dreamed of. But she had never met him nor talked with him.
Her mind drifted to the first time he had messaged her. She was very upset that day because of an intense fight with Aiesha. It was because of her own silly mistake. She needed to talk with someone very badly and Aiesha was angry with her and suddenly her phone had beeped. She thought it was Aiesha. After all they could never stay angry with each other for long time. Her anger had already started fading. But the no.was unknown and the message was strange as if her own heart was talking to her.
' jab dil uske baghair gumsum hai, aur har cheez dull lag rahi hai, to ego aur gussa door phenk do aur Jake use jaadoo ki jhappi de do... Aakhir dosti mein ye sab hota rehta hai... Bhool jao har jhagda aur use mana lo... humesha Wo tumhen manati hai na? aaj tum use manao... samjhe ya samjhaoon?'
She smiled at the message. She thought maybe it's someone among her cousins or friends who had witnessed her fight with Aiesha. She had gone and asked forgiveness from Aiesha who was already waiting to forgive her.
She remembered how she had continued the chats thinking it was some one known to her, but after many days she realized it wasn't her friends or cousins. It was too late though, he (she realized while chatting that it was a guy), had become a habit for her, difficult to forget or for go. Each time they chatted it felt as if the message was coming from her own heart. He knew her well and his message always arrived when she needed it, as if he knew when she needed him. As if he could see her. But he was a stranger for her, that was for sure. A stranger... who was stealing her heart, her soul, her sleep and herself. She had become his. Totally and completely. Without seeing him.
Another beep alerted her of a new message. She shook herself mentally and looked down to see his name flashing on the screen.
' am sorry sakshi... itna bada risk nai Le sakta... u r very imp. for me... kho nai sakta tumhen tumhare saamne aakar...'
She was getting frustrated with his behaviour. Every minute he refused to meet her was taking her nearer to Sameer. And she dreaded the day she was to wear her beautiful bridal wear and mehendi of Sameer 's name and go to the mandap in her ghunghat for taking phere.
His indifference and her parents's anger was taking toll on her. Dark circles were clearly visible around her eyes and now they were swollen due to her constant tears. Her eyes were a leaking tap. She sighed and muffled a sob and whispered just one name...
Waqt bhi Thehra hai
Kaise Kyun ye hua
Kaash Tu Aise aaye
Jaise Koi dua...
Tu rooh ki raahat hai...
Tu meri ibadat haiii...
Sun raha hai na tuuu,
Ro rahi hoon mein..
Sun raha hai na tu...
Kyun ro rahi hoon mein...
Sameer Rathod changed his clothes and laid down on his bed, his mind revolving around the innocence of a pair of eyes, which looked distressed. Sakshi loved some one else... he should have felt uneasy, a little jealous atleast... but all he felt was worry for her because she was Aiesha 's best friend, not at all because he felt anything for her.
He was thinking about how she looked so pained and low. He wished he could refuse now and tell his parents he wanted to wait for the right girl, but he couldn't. He didn't go back on his words.
And he had to accept Sakshi whether he wished to or not. He had to make this forced relationship work from his side.
He sighed and closed his eyes shut so he could get some sleep, after the regular work on a case which had finally been solved.
He drifted off soon.
"Shubh muhrat nikla ja raha hai... Koi dulhan Ko lao..." an old aunt shouted.
Sakshi entered wearing a beautiful maroon and cream bridal ghaghra and a big ghunghat. She was surrounded by her cousins. They were whispering to her and she had tears in her eyes which thankfully the ghunghat hid very well.
She was made to sit beside the groom who was hiding behind a sehra. She sat beside him quietly and then started thinking about Arjun. He hadn't come. Her mind was screaming at him for this betrayal...
Saare waadon ka bharam
Pal mein Wo tod gaya
Gum ke jis mod pe laake
Wo mujhe chod gaya
Mein usi mod ki dehleez pe so jaungi
Umar bhar ke liye ajnabee ho jaungi...
Har sitam shoq Se mujhpar dildaar kare...
Usko haq hai Wo mujhe
Pyaar kare ya na kare...
Dil Mera tod diya usne
Bura kyun maanuu...