In a bid to save the man she loves, Amrit ends up making a deal with the uncompromising Kuwar Veer Pratap Singh. Bound by mutual weaknesses and wounds they hide from the world the two goes from unwilling pretenders to unlikely allies. Sometimes, it...
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Summary: Qareeb aayi toh tum barbaad ho jaongi- dur gayi toh hum barbaad ho jayenge. Chaar kadam...remember
In which Veer makes a proposal and Amrit accepts.
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"Randheer - Pakistan police caught him."
The words rang in her head, sinking slowly into pits of her conscience. The love that she waited for - lived for - was held captive in a different land.
Air burned her windpipe and Amrit struggled to breathe - those words were caught in her throat.
He will not come to save her. It had been a futile dream. Instead, perhaps, she would have to save him.
She hadn't realized how tightly she had clutched at Vashma's hand. Not that her friend had cared.
Now they had each other - they held with greed and they cried. They were tears worth four years. Tears for every laugh once shared, every kindred spirit once loved. Amrit snuggled against Vashma's shoulder, allowed her tears to soak through her clothing. Vashma ran her fingers through Amrit's loose hair with tentative affection.
Amrit closed her eyes and allowed the warmth to wash over her. Like desert, she soaked up Vashma's loving caresses - deprived as she was of all forms of love that was in that beautiful life of yore.
There was such heartwarming motherliness about Vashma, perhaps it was her pent up love for her lost baby finally finding a different target. Amrit clutched at her other hand.
"Why?" She asked. "Why wouldn't you let me tell Uday Veerji you are here. Why won't you allow yourself to be freed from this cage? This isn't a life worth living Vashma. This isn't a life that you deserve."
Her eyes were closed as she spoke. In the pause that followed Amrit's words, Vashma seemed to have aged decades - lived several lives and spoke with a wisdom that Amrit did not yet posses.
"Do you know what azaadi did to us?" She asked. She had of cause answered this question before, telling Amrit how she wouldn't leave without finding her baby, that she couldn't meet Uday's eyes otherwise. Amrit watched her keenly now, realizing Vashma was going to give a different answer this time.
"It gave us potential. Potential to grab power." She sighed. "When we were a colony- everyone was powerless. Everyone was together. Now that the enemy is gone - we have turned on each other. Now, if we want to protect what is ours, remain who we are - we need power of our own."
Finally, Vashma looked at her, really, looked at her.
"This is not a good place. True. But it is an epicenter of power. Mujhe woh takat chahiye Amrit, I want such power that no man ever would trample upon me and mine. Such power that I could right every wrong ever done to me. Such power that I would wish and my baby would be found."
