Cuz I'm a fan, so this is a ff of our beloved mishbir.
This is the tale of two people who belongs to very different world.
Abir is a famous actor who belongs to world of glamour and on the other hand is Mishti, a 22 year old girl belongs to a middle...
Mishti was sitting in her room on the bare floor with lights off and lost in her thoughts. The door clicked and she found Abir standing in front of her. His hands were trembling. She could easily see that he was in extreme guilt. He wanted to make up for his strange rude behaviour but he had no words left to justify his actions. But he didn't know that Mishti never needed his words to understand his feelings. He sat beside Mishti on the floor, very quietly. Mishti looked at him, his face was looking pale and his eyes were screaming a SORRY to her. But she didn't need his sorry.
Abir (in a very low voice)- I'm...... I'm sorry Mishti.
Mishti (smiling softly)- Abir, tumhe pta hai kabhi kabhi hum apne dil mein koi baat daba ke rakhte hain toh woh words ki jagah actions se bahar aa jati hai. Mai jaanti hu ki tumne kuch apne dil mein chhupa ke rakha hai isliye woh baat aise bahar nikal gayi. Isliye apne dil mein kuch daba ke nahi rakhna chahiye, tum mujhe agar btana chaho to bta sakte ho.
Abir kept looking at her . He wondered how she was so understanding? How she could justify his rude behaviour? She should be the one to be upset with him and he should console her but there she was, consoling him instead. How this immature girl, who has a very childish nature , could be so understanding?
On the other hand, Mishti knew everything about him and his unspoken feelings but she wanted him to open up in front of her so that he would feel free from this heavy burden of feelings and guilt. Abir suddenly grabbed her hand and started speaking his heart out to her.
Abir(emotionally)- Mishti, woh tumhare kapde waha dekh ke mujhe aisa feel hua jaise ki mai kisi apne ko dhokha de rha hu.
Mishti- Kisko? Btao mujhe.
Abir(with teary eyes)- Woh, Riya ..... I loved her madly, she was also in love with me. Bhagwaan ne hume alag kar diya........
Abir was in tears and he was now weeping loudly.
Abir(continuing)- Mai kisi ladki ko apni life mein uski jagah nahi de sakta. Mai tumhe apni wife nahi maan sakta. Mai koshish kar rha hu Mishti but mai tumhe as my wife accept nahi kar pa rha.
Mishti pulled him in a soft hug. He rested his head against her chest. She covered his head with her arms. She patted his back softly.
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Mishti (still hugging him)- Abir, mujhe farak nahi padta.
Abir (questioningly)- Tumhe farak nahi padta ??
Mishti (smilingly)- Haan! Agar tum mujhe apni wife nahi maan sakte toh kya hua ? Hum friends toh ban sakte hain nah?
Abir pulled himself out of her grip and looked at her face. She was smiling softly. He was amazed to see how easily she spoke those words. He also smiled softly at her. He was assured that this girl will be with him always. He nodded.
