One year isn't easy......... staying away from your love, occasionally people inserting injections in your soft skin, staying in darkness, Living like a lunatic when you are not one.... One long year, isn't actually easy.... This story is when Dadi...
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Ishqi's POV
Arrghhhhh!!! I woke up from that horrible dream yet again, sweating and panting. I looked around to find myself there again, the four walls that held me captive, for a year now.. But that dream defenately could not have been more horrible than what had been happening to me.. I slowly tried to get up, but my feet felt wobbly, But that wasn't just the end.... I sighed realizing my head already spinning. I sat down again adjusting to the light that came from that merrily opened door and flung shut before pushing a metal plate towards me... I looked at the food... It was not dal makhni or aloo paratha, but plain, blant mashed boiled potato and 2 dried chapatis... I still remember the first time I had been given this "FOOD".. I had almost vomitted, but now I am kinda used to eat this... But today, I am not feeling like having this "FOOD"... It's been soooooo longgggggggggggggggg since I met AVM- naam teen banda mean.... I miss him soo much... Just as I thought about him, tears started rolling down my cheecks... I miss him....
I am sure he will come to rescue me.. I know he misses me as much as I miss him, Yes we did have divorce, but that doesn't mean he will love me any less.. I know he still loves me, as much as he used to do then and not if more.... As time passed, I realized I should have that lunch they had practically threw at me, few hours earlier... I slowly tore the roti, and put some aloo to it and somehow finished it...
Once done, I got up and went near the door.. I banged it hard...
I- Plzzz darwaza kholo.... agar AVM ko pata chalega, toh vo tum sab ki aisi kam taisi kar denge... Kholo....
I continued banging the door, But no one responded, I sat down my back touching the gate.
AS I sat down I started reminiscing OUR memories...they were the most beautiful and sweetest things I had in my life......
POV ENDS
RIYA'S POV..
Ugghh!!! Why cant I just find a job already???? I am walking down the road, a messy bun, flat slippers, a blue kurti with some old leggings..
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It's almost an year now, since.......................... I stumbled down the road with the papers in my hand, I had lost my job again 3 months ago, all thanks to MR VIREN MEHTA....
I sat in my 1BHK apartment, feeling cozy..... Though I wasn't happy ,yet I felt relieved.... After I had told Ahaan the truth, my mother directly told about my pregnancy to my father.....I Knew she did it because I didn't go according to her...
The moment dad got to know about it he threw me out of his house....that was the worst day of my life... How could someone be so Cruel? It took me some time to get a small space to live in... As if my parents have not being enough cruel, The god himself played cruel with me.... firstly I was separated with my child as soon as i gave birth.....and now Things have gone worse to worst when I lost my job 3 months ago...since then I am banging the door of each possible job opportunity, but my dad had clearly asked everyone to boycott me..... I had hardly had anything for 1 day now, except for a pack of biscuits, though I am quiet used to it these days....I let out sigh remembering all of my life which has gone too much downhill....My lane of thoughts are just broken when I bumped into someone.....All the papers in my hand were flying....I firstly let out a irritated moan, then looked up....If this guy thought I would fight with him, he was wrong .... I didn't have the energy to speak let go fighting....I gasped at horror to find a similar face staring at me , and to my shock it was KARTIK,"THE BROTHER OF AHAAN VEER MALHOTRA", "THE GUY I CHEATED ON"....I tried to get up, but I couldn't, I guess lack of sleep and food...KARTIK offered his hand....I looked at him...his faces concealed with an expression of shock...
POV ENDS
Kartik's POV
Wait!!!! Is that riya??? Oo Bhai Sahab..... She looked up at me, she looked utterly tired and looked as if she had no energy.. She has changed a lotttttt... She has become very thin.. Her hair is tied up in a bun, But she still looks good.... WAIT...WHAT????? What was I just thinking?????
I offered my hand to her, but instead she got up herself, she quickly gathered her stuff and without even looking back at me, turned around and started walking.. rather fast.....
Riya- I called.. But she didn't respond, she continued walking fast, until she disappeared down the lane... I could never forget her, SHE WAS THE REASON, MY ISHQAAN GOT SEPARATED... I still remember that day, when I last saw Ishqi, she looked sooo heart- broken.. Bhai should have believed Ishqi... But now I know he regrets that day, when he didn't believe Ishqi...
Bhai has changed so much since Ishqi left... He never talks to anyone and prefers staying in his room.. It looks like he is just a lifeless person.. He keeps crying and the worst he has gone in depression... I know something is off about dadi also.. since the time ishqi has left Dadi has been acting all weird- she always happy and I have even seen her leave the house at night some times...But right now I don't care,... I literally don't.......
That's it guys... This is the first part... Hope you liked it... Do comment and vote... ❤ Muskaan and riya....
