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: Nothing could take her. Not his demons nor hers.
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Elsewhere, Amrit cannot breath.
The shadows press upon her and threatens to engulf her. Belatedly, she begins to make sense of what Narad Sha had meant in the morning.
As she rushes through the crowd her eyes fall upon Randheer.
He pauses in his conversation with Chandra Singh Rathod to look at her. The agony in her eyes makes him pause and think back to a conversation he took part in a while before Amrit had returned with her husband. His fingers clench into a fist.
"They met the solicitor," Randheer tells the others.
Chandra crumples a paper in his hands and Nalini looks out of the window.
"Obviously they are in possession of the will now." Unnecessarily, Randheer informs them further.
Neither of the elders reply. "What shall we do?"
"They haven't returned," Nalini says after a moment. "It must be the weather, this sudden blizzard keeping them out."
Dai ma who was preparing tea in the corner gives her a placating smile.
"Bhagvaan aap ke saat hai Rani Sahiba," she says offering her a cup of tea.
Nalini pushes it away. The cup clutters against the saucer and hot liquid spils from its rims.
"God and I have always been opponents Manorama," Nalini rejects her claim. "Humein bhagvaan se koi umeed nahi."
"They shouldn't return," Chandra says next. "Even if they do, they must not be allowed to take that will to decisive people of the riyasat. We have done too much to lose to a piece of paper."
"But," Nalini hesitates. "Things have not fallen into place. Abhi Agar kuch Hua toh..."
"Nalini," Chandra shakes his head as he gets to his feet heavily. "After the way things were managed at the preliminaries we can no longer shift the blame to Huzenabadh. Aur woh naachnewali bhi kuch kam shatir nahi hai. If we try to get her son involved any further she might work things out. No, we have to think from another angle."
There is a pause and somewhere in distance a clock strikes the eighth hour.
"I heard Veer is being offered a chance to contest the elections," it is Randheer's voice that bleeds into the silence. "After that entire Akif stunt, there are people who think he is a vigilante. Not only Narad Sha is after him. Apparently Farida Begham's people wants to involve him as well."
"And what does the dancer think about that?" Chandra sounds intrigued.
