The Change: Unveiling The Mask Of Pretence

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓴 𝓞𝓯 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 ~𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓾𝓮

"Humara pyaar adhoora nahi hai Monami... Hum pyaar ke pehle adhoore the lekin pyaar ke baad nahi!" said Karan as he laid on the ground, a pillar above his stomach, his face covered with black smoke and blood.

Monami was crying hysterically, as she was trying to move the pillar, her one hand in Karan's grip while her face was covered with dried tear stains and black smoke, whereas the fire was surrounding them.

Karan looked at Monami's crying figure, as he placed free his arm around Monami's neck as he said, while taking deep breaths, "Monami, ek baar salute dedo mujhe! Kyunki apne desh ke liye shaheed hona aur us vakt apne pyaar ki aakhon mein dekhna sirf kismat waalon ko milta hai Monami..."

Monami nodded her head, as her trembling hands reached to her head, to salute him as Karan said, "Now repeat after me!"

"Main ek fauji hoon..." said Karan while Monami repeated as Karan continued, "Aur ek fauji ki maut pe roya nahi jaata..." and with great difficulty, Monami managed to repeat this, while Karan said in a strong voice, "Uska jashn manaya jaata hai!" and here she shivered but repeated as Karan said strongly before closing his eyes, "Jai Hind!"

"Chachi!" the voice broke Monami's chain of thoughts as she was recalling how her life changed drastically in the last few hours.

A genuine smile appeared on Monami's lips after an eternity but then the reality struck her, 'Chachi', she was supposed to blush on hearing that word, right? But, here all she recalled at the moment was how her Karan closed his eyes in front of her, being on her lap.

The hall was filled with hustle and bustle with the joyful atmosphere, everyone was celebrating thinking that they had completed the mission all safe and secured but only Ustaad ji, Mr. Batra, Sanjana, Faizi, Monami and he knew the truth.

Monami looked at Baby, as she went on her knees and hugged her tightly as Monami tried to find her lost solace and the control over her emotions, to successfully wear the mask of pretence.

"I miss you Karan!" Monami thought as she momentarily closed her eyes, tightening her grip around Baby.

Six pairs of eyes were looking at that broken soul, three with guilt and helplessness, two with utmost affection and happiness and the last one, whose soul was shattered just like her's was seeing her with care, concern, affection, helplessness, love, and regret.

One shattered soul was looking at another as he thought, "I am sorry Monami. I miss you...."

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So, how was the prologue?

Cover credits to divinelovexks !!! Thankyou so much for the cover Mishtiii <3

Shall I continue the story or not? It will be a short story though.

Thankyou.
Yours
R•