Ek Ajnabee Haseena

chapter 3

The door opened, with kavin carrying purvi in his arms, the happiness on their faces, their eyes not able to be kept off of each other, it seemed like an happy ending everyone dreams of. When purvi got off to go to their room, she looked at her the door of her room, the pathway to it, paved by roses, and the door of the room with a beautiful heart shaped, red velvet covered carboard, written 'just married' on it.

"kavin, yeh sab..." attempted to purvi to ask him about it, as he just hugged her from the back.

"ab choti nahi mili itni lambi honeymoon ke liye, so i thought i could make it up to you..." stated kavin, as purvi placed his arms off her back and turned to face him, with this gleeful smile on her face.

"thanks..." responded purvi, with a hug.

"ab bilkul honeymoon suite jaisa kamra bana diya toh...honeymoon abhi se start karlein..." offered kavin, as purvi pretended to be mad at the response and walk away, kavin started to lose face, when she opened the door and with a very naught smile, signalled him to come in, which he did.

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ishita sat outside the marriage court, as dushyant who was buying some packets of chips, from a shop nearby, noticed her. After paying for them, he walked over to her, she was tear eyed, but somehow the tears just couldn't get out.

"kya hua, tum gayi nahi?" asked dushyant, as she immediately swept of any tear that could escape her eye.

"woh shelter, wahan par...ek kamre mein 50 aurtein thi...aur kahi bahar jaana padta tha toilet ke liye...aur sone ke liye bhi aurtein diwaron ke paas khadi thi...unhone khudh hi keh diya unke paas jagah nahi hai..." explained ishita, as dushyant sighed in disbelief, sitting right beside.

"rohan ka bhi koi phone nahi?" confirmed dushyant, as she shook her head in no.

"sahi mein koi dost ya rishtedaar nahi hai yahan?" interrogated dushyant, as she again shook her head in no.

Dushyant, not knowing what to say to her, just looked around the buildings in the area, when his gaze fell on his.

"arre, paas mein darga hai, wahan kyun nahi reh leti.." suggested dushyant, as she too looked over to where he was looking.

"bas subha tak ruk jao, shayad rohan aa jayein..." added dushyant, as she looked over there reluctantly.

"par wahan itne admiyon ke beech rehna padega...pata nahi, kaise honge..." expressed ishita her concern, as dushyant couldn't help but shake it off as a dead end possibility.

Dushyant looked at his home again, before looking at her, she was just in need of help, as he got up, and handed his hand to her.

"mera ghar paas mein hai...wahan ruk jao...court ke bhi paas hai...agar tumhe dekh jayein, toh aa jana..." stated dushyant his offer, as she examined him carefully, to decide if going with him would be right, but seeing the nightfall come closer and closer, she knew it was best to take the chance on him, than sit here such late at night.

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Tarika was seated in the hospital cafeteria, seated with a cup of coffee that had gone cold completely, when she noticed abhijeet in front of him, carrying a sandwich, roll and a tiffin, along with coffee.

"arre, aap yahan?" asked abhijeet, as he seated next to her.

"kuch nahi, woh bas, kal aapki baat suni thi, toh, ab darr sa lagta hai, raj ke paas hone se...ki agar yahi hamare aakhri pal hue saath mein...aur joh dilaasa main apne aapko deti hoon, ki humari bhi bahaut jald life normal ho jayegi...woh sach na hua toh?" raised tarika, the questions that had been towering over her head, as abhijeet, just passed her over his coffee.

"woh thandi ho gayi hai, aap yeh pee lijiye...baaki, itna stress isliye lena band kijiye ki aage kya hoga...aap abhi office jaati hi hai, khaana khaati hi hai...apne husband se milti hi hain...kya yeh aapki normal life nahi hai? Kya yahi baat achi nahi hai ki aapke paas ek hope hai? Kya uske liye jeena nahi banta aapka?" presented abhijeet his case in front of her, as she felt this pinch of pain in her heart.

"toh main yeh maanke chalo ke mera pati zinda hokar bhi ek laash ki tarah padha hai,woh meri normal life hai?" questioned tarika back, as she picked up her bag, and left the cafeteria.

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