"urfo idiot! Tune use bataya ki aaj maa ki barsi hai? Nahi na? Maine bhi nahi bataya, in short use koi idea hi nahi aaj kya hai or jis hisab se tu uss pr chillaya hai na I doubt vo dubara yaha wapis aaye" Garima said
" agar maine ya kisi ne nahi bataya to use to try karna chahiye thi na mere gusse ka reason janne ka, pr vo to yaha se chali gayi, just like others, isliye apni feelings nahi batata mai, pahle bhi jis ladki ko genuine maan kr apni feelings batayi thi vo mera majak bana kr chali gayi, kya vo khudse koshish nahi kr sakti mujhe samjhne ki? " said sidharth not looking at his sister, hurt was evident in his eyes
" sidharth this is not right, use kya sapne
aayege ki tu pareshan hai ya naraz hai kisi baat se, abhi to vo khudko hi sambhal rahi hai, usne apne godfather ko khoya hai kuch hi dino pahle, abhi vo apne uss dard se hi ache se nahi bahar aa payi, it should be you jise samjhna chahiye, jab waqt aayega to definitely vo bhi samjhegi " Garima tried to make him understand but it looked like sid was not ready to hear her." I don't know di kya sahi hai or kya galat hai, mujhe itna pata hai ki relationship me ek insan ko dusre insan ke emotions ko samjhna chahiye or unke weak time pr unki help karni chahiye na ki muh modh kr bhag jana chahiye" sid defended himself and stood to go from there
"sidharth shehnaaz ki side se situation ko dekhne ki koshish kr, mai janti hu tu usse bohot pyar karta hai (sid looked at his sister in surprise) aise matt dekh, teri shakal dekh kr saaf pata chalta hai ki kitna jyada pyar karta hai tu, pr abhi vo tere liye same feel nahi karti hai, thorha intezar kr, time ke sath vo bhi tujhse pyaar karne lagegi or tujhe samjhne lagegi " Garima explained him Sid didn't said anything but left from there and came in his room he tried to process everything, how he got angry on her and the words he said to her
Sid pov
I don't know whether I was right or wrong, but right now I want to stay alone in my room with some peace I walked towards my wardrobe and got my mom's picture from the drawer and sat down on the floor with my back resting on the side of the bedI kept looking at mom's picture and just cried for everything I missed 'a mom's care and love'... Agar vo hoti to shayad mai behtar insan hota I don't know why but I was getting negative vibes Time passed, minutes to hours, I was still sitting in the same place suddenly my phone turned off and it was vikas I thought it might be something important so I picked up his call
"yr ye shehnaaz phone kyu nahi utha rahi hai? Kabse phone kr rha hu"
"ha to mujhe phone kyu kiya? Uska phone number try kr"
"are maine socha vo ghar me hogi to call kiya Taki tu baat karwa de, usne mujhe cake ki recipe batani thi, mere ek student ka birthday hai na kal to soch use surprise duga cake le ja kr"
What? Shehnaaz ko ghar hona chahiye tha! I checked the time and it was just 7 pm and her duty ends around 9 pm so 2 hours are still left, then why is he saying that she should be at home..
"vo ghar me nahi hai, uski chutti 9 baje hoti hai or abhi 7 hi baje hai"
"ha but aaj to use ghar jaldi aa jana chahiye tha na!"
"kyu aaj kya special hai?"
"are tune news nahi dekhi kya? Bahar red alert wala mahol bana hua hai, kabhi bhi aandhi tufan shuru ho sakta hai or barish to hadd se jyada hone wali hai"
"what? Kya bakwas kar rha hai, abhi tak to sab thik tha"
"oh mere bhai, dopahar tak thik tha pr ab nahi hai, jara ghar ke bahar nikal kr dekh or shehnaaz jab ghar pohche to baat karwana, rakhta hu abhi, bye"
"hmm bye"
I ended call and stood up to look out side, i removed curtains from window and was shocked to see whether, it was dark outside, clouds were really looking dangerous... Than Why this shehnaaz is not at home, kahi kisi Musibat me to nahi? No no it can not be possible... Phone karta hu...
*the number you are trying to reach is currently out of network area, please try later *
Dubara try karta hu...
*the number you are trying to reach is currently out of network area, please try later *
Fuck! Kitni bewakuf ladki hai, pata nahi kaha baithi hai, pata hai jab bahar mosam kharab hai to ye nahi ke ghar aa jau... Phone bhi pata nahi konse khopche me rakha hai... Urghh kya karu kya karu... Han! Cafe phone lagata hu...
Tring Tring... Tring Tring...
Phone kyu nahi utha rha koi? Mrs Bacardo ko call karta hu...
"Hello! Who's this?"
"hello hello aunty! Its me sidharth, shehnaaz's husband"
"oh dear, how are you my son?"
"am fine aunty, umm vo mujhe shehnaaz se baat karni hai, aap please meri baat karwa do usse"
"are vo to chali gayi thi na ghar, hum log bhi ghar me hai, bahar mosam bohot kharab tha isliye aaj chuti jaldi kardiya, shehnaaz bhi 5 baje chala gayi thi"
"what! But vo abhi tak nahi aayi, aunty mai aapse baad me baat karta hu, bye"
Sid pov end..
He picked his car keys and left from there... It was thundering outside and wind had also started its work to make weather worst...
He drove towards Cafe, in café's area weather was more worst as winds had already started their work there... After driving for 20 minutes he was near Cafe... Just a street away from Cafe he saw some police officers and local people on the road trying to move a big tree from road... His heart beat raised to another level... His every thought moved around shehnaaz... He hurriedly came out of car and reached the spot... There was a girl under that big tree... Her dupatta and hand was visible... Sid processed his thoughts and tried to remember the color of shehnaaz's clothes which she had worn in morning, but he couldn't remember the color so without wasting a time he started helping people to move tree...Sid's eyes were getting dark with thought of shehnaaz getting hurt... He pushed tree with the help of other people and finally tree moved from its place but in the process Sid hurted his hand... He got a deep cut due to a nail punched in tree... Blood started oozing from his hand but he didn't care.. He moved towards the girl and with a heavy heart removed her dupatta from her face...
His heart started beating faster as he saw the face... It was not shehnaaz... His shehnaaz! He moved away and ran to his car and sat inside... He rested his head on steering wheel... All his words he said in morning started coming in his mind... His mother's demise day... And now his love of life is missing... Many thoughts were running in his mind... But he gathered himself together and started engine and drove towards Cafe....
The Cafe was closed! His last hope was closed... He came out of car started calling his name like a mad person...
"shehnaaz! Shehnaaz!"
"Please aa jao shehnaaz am sorry for everything please aa jao mere pass, I can't loose you" he whispered this part in a cracked voice with moist eyes....
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Hope
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