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: Poore zindagipadi hai jeene ko - ek doosre ke jeena, todi aazaan kar dete hai.
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Randheer was proud of his organising this once.
Everything was perfectly placed and even Nalini Devi did not have a shred of doubt. She was all in for using her daughter in law's name for the new foundation as Randheer had suggested. Bringing attention to how adoptive she was of refugees and at the same time unknown to her bringing glory to Amrit's name. Now all he had to do was get Amrit downstairs to bask in all this rightfully deserving attention. He wanted to do it himself, to watch how she would light up with joy.
Randheer knocks at her door, feeling quite impatient himself.
To his chagrin it is Veer who opens the door, a customary saccharine smile playing on his lips.
The man born to beliefs of his supremacy could set Randheer's blood boiling with one look over that crooked nose of his.
"Ah, secretary sahab - man of the hour - I was waiting just for you!" He says pompously, clasping a hand on Randheer's shoulder.
"Not me," Randheer says, trying to look inside the room over Veer's obstructing shoulder. "Aap dono ke intezaar ho raha hai neeche -"
"That's what I'm telling you man," Veer waves him off with a lazy hand gesture still standing unmovingly at the entrance to his room. "You see we have other plans. We are not going to make it -"
As if on cue the adjoining door to Amrit's room opens and she steps out. For a moment neither man says anything. Randheer feels an odd fury at the bottom of his stomach, a low burn of unease.
This isn't Amrit - his beloved. Or, he was rather unwilling to admit- this was some shade to her that he did not know existed.
Amrit steps out wearing a gown in a dark shade of plum wine. Her arms encased in black lace gloves and carrying a matching black hat. The silk pools at her waist rather enticingly and cascades down. Randheer gulps and turns his fury on Veer. What has he done with Amrit?
But Veer has no eyes for him.
"Bhai jaam ho aisi, ke aankon se peeye aur dil main utar jaaye- nahi?" He says instead. "Bohut sundar dhikthi ho biwi sahab."
Amrit's eyes scatter past his and find their way to Randheer's. He tries but fails to find any joy in them.
Randheer tries to tell her, beg her to stay with his eyes. He could protect her - defend her against this man if needed. But that is only if she stays in his vicinity. How was he going to help her if she allows herself to be carried away like this - how could he -
