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Recap: Abir prepares Mishti to face Naman!
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The clock was ticking. It was 5:45 pm. Mishti s heartbeat was also racing with the clock. She was aimlessly roaming in the room, remembering all her bitter childhood days.
She was literally sweating in fear, but she when felt a strong pair of arms around her waist, she smiled and relaxed instantly.
A: oh offo, Ms angry Chorni. Tum aise kamzoor nahi padogi. Dekho let s have a deal. Aaj tum strong banogi aur uhne face karogi toh tum Jo kaho hi main karunga.
M: pakka ?
A: waaada
M: pinky promise ?
A:(giggling) yeh kya hota ha?
M: Abir.. bolo na..
A: ok main mar jaunga par tumhara pinky promise nahi todunga.
She kept her hands on his mouth.
M: ssh! Marne ki ya mujse door Jani ki baat bhi mat karna! Tum nahi toh tumhari Mishti bhi nahi. Tum mere sabkuch ho aur main apna sab kuch nahi Khoo sakti.
A: (dramatically) ohh yeh pyaar dekh ke kahi mere aankein na bhaar aaya aur yaha baad( flood ) na aaye!
M: tum khabhi nahi sudroge na!
A: main bigda hi kab tha?
Suddenly she looked at the watch. 5:55 pm
Time to be strong. She composed herself, clutched Abir's hand and proceeded to finish off everything left behind in her childhood. All the bad memories.
She stood in the garden and waited for him to come. Abir, Kartik and Naira hid behind trees and bushes. They were absolutely ready, if that man causes even a bit of a harm to their Mishti, they would trash him into pieces.
Mishti stiffened as she heard heard his extra sweet fake voice.
N: Mishti beta
M: aapko ko Jo bhi bolna ha saaf saaf kahiye
N:( coming closer) Beta
M: aah! Door se Mr Aagrwal!
A: go angry Chorni
N: beta main tumhara papa ho..
M: ( laughing sarcastically) papa! Aap vo sabdh na hi kahiye! Suit nahi karta
Naman was so angry but he controlled and spoke in his extra polite tone.
N: dekho Mishti main kehta hoo ki tum mere saath chalo
Mishti looked at him, puzzled.
He continued:
Muje meri galti ka ehass ha, tum aur main yahan se door jayenge, America.
Waha main job karunga aur tumhe rajkumari ki tarah palunga
M: jii nahi! Muje kahin nahi aana
N: lekin sun lo meri baat
M: (cold tone) boliye
N: toh hum sab kuch chod kar yaha se chale jayenge.. hamesha ke liye! Aur..
M: dekhiye, main keh diya na, muje kahin nahi aana ha..
N: par kya tum muje, apne pita ko ek mauka nahi de sakti ?
He asked in the most innocent and pleading manner, thinking that his stupid naive daughter would surrender to his pleas and give in.
M: jii nahi! Maine aap ke upar barosa kiya tha, badle main muje sirf dard, bahot sari chot aur humiliation mile ha. Toh aap yaha se chale jayenge aur khabhi wapis mat aayega. Meri badi maa, mere bade papa, bhai aur Abir hi ab mere sab kuch ha.
Naman was stunned at the level of audacity she spoke.
N: accha toh tum apne papa se aise baat karogi ? Yeh sab usse kal ke aaye ladke ne tumhe bola hoga.. usse toh main..
M: shut up! Apna mooh band rakhiye! Not a word against him. (Pointing a finger at him) aapko Jo bhi bolna ha muje kahiye, mere Abir ke bare main ek shabdh bhi nahi!
N: accha vo ladka, tumhe apne papa se bhi zyda upar lagta ha?
M: kaun papa? Jab zaroorat thi tab chod dene wale papa? Marne wala papa? Torture karne wale papa? Jab koi nahi tha mere pass, tab Abir tha and mind you, wo toh aapse kahin behtar ha. You can't match him. Not a word against MY ABIR! Get it ?
Naman had never been insulted so badly. He justed wanted to kill everyone and anyone that came in front of him. He clutched his fists and said: lagta ha tu aise nahi manegi. Muje phele wala tarika aap nana hoga.
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