"Fuck ....behnchod!Itni humidity kaise hai yaha pe!",she said as she came out of the lift.
Shehnaaz was a punjabi girl in mumbai.Of many things she found good and bad in Mumbai was the humidity and the heat the place coincided with .Her work days in summers of Mumbai were getting hectic ,at times she missed her home.The city was all blah blah with huge towers and pomp and show.She loved these ,but home is home.She missed it ,the vast stretch of their fields in Beas.
She had been back from hospital late evening and was all worn out.Her mind wandered between her clients and her family.She had not talked to her dad ever since .Neither had he called.This meant that she was living on borrowed time.Her phone rang.It was her maama ji.For a while she contemplated on picking it up.She knew what was coming up on the other side.There were elephants to addressed in the room ,and all she had been doing was escaping. She knew dodging the calls any further would be of no meaning ,so she answered.
"Sat sri akaal ...maamu ...ki haal."
"Seriously?Shehnaaz you haven't been answering our calls and you have the guts to greet me ."
Her uncle was angry.She was sure to get a good hearing .
"Mamu....i have been meaning to call you back....par mainu tym ni lab raheya si."
"Ya...exactly..your dad called me....what is wrong with you...puttar ki chaundi aa tu...aa...Sidahrth ohi munda aa na.... photoan wala?",her uncle asked about Sidahrth.
He was an intelligent person, who in no seconds had connected the man her dad had talked about and the man with whom she had been clicked.Her uncle had been a parent and a sibling to her.Àll her life he had been her go to person. Her parents would not allow her to go camping ,school trips ;she would call her uncle for her rescue. He had always supported Shehnaaz, she was his little daughter , a crime partner when he had taught her golf ,and rifle shooting.Shehnaaz was so close to him ,that when ever she would run into any problem he would be the first one she would call to her rescue. At times she would be be recklessly careless ,knowing her uncle had her back.
"Mamu..",she barely wgispered,tears brimming into her eyes.
"Puttar...",his tone softened.
"I am sorry....I must have hurt you people. ",she answered. She hated being in a spot where her people would be disappointed in her.
"Bacche sorry nhi chahiye....teri fiqr hoti hai...tu udar jab gyi na....woh tym bhot mushkil tha...aaj bhi waqt mushqil hi h....beta woh aadmi jo bhi...showbizz se hai,please dur ho ja us se,we dont want you to end up hurt.Beta, we understand ki tu poori zindgi akele nhi reh sakti...and obviously we wouldn't want that too...but beta he is not the person,I searched about him,uski history dekhi mai,how do you think I would trust him with you.".
"What did papa say to you?",she asked.
"Bacche it hardly matters ,your dad must be wrong in a lot of ways ,but not this time.Ha when he asked you to come back, he was wrong.But beta,you are not a child,getting involved with that Shukla,that too at this stage of your life ,would not reflect good on you.Its going to look bad, imagine what would Harinders parents think ...agr unko kuch pata chala.Tu samjh rahi ha na."
"Mamu I understand all ,but Sidahrth is a great guy. Hum log k beech me kya hai...woh toh hum log ne bhi naam nhi diya...but i know he's not going to hurt me....n besides moving on ...mamu what movinv on are you guys talking ,dad told me by the end of year I should start seeing other men ...to get married. But I am nit ready for that...with no one, let alone Sidharth. "
"Shehnaaz...dont be crazy....tu toh samjhdaar h na...chal maan liya Sidarth is a great guy...but beta us se kya hota hai...do minute k liye...maan liye that both pf you love each other.....but ab !aage ka kya!Shehnaaz, pyaar me shaadiyan nahi hoti...zindgi bhar ka saath nhi hota....Tu toh hamara sajhdaar baccha h...beta you won't be selfish na...haath jor raha hu."
Shehnaaz never wanted to hear this.She had never been selfish, even with Sidahrth she wasn't being selfish. She wasn't even looking forward to a future with him,but even for a momentary happening society won't let her be.
"Mamu...i dont know...i so alone...its scary...and he's just been here, supporting me...i know I should not have ....but i fell in love with him,like crazy..."
"Shehnaaz, ",her uncle gathered courage to speak with finality, "Beta tere ko us se pyaar ho sakta h...us se zyada kuch nhi ....ek toh you are a widow,upar se he is an actor almost 11 years older to you,and he is a Shukla,interfaith shaadi nahi hogi!.....do you get it?..."
He repeated the last line with a higher volume,and she responded.
"Shehnaaz you have a younger Sister,and a lot of cousins all girls ,younger than you ....so please unka soch lena....hum log ko idr hi rehna...same society...please don't make a mess for us!"
The words were cruel and crude.She had expected her uncle to understand her.And as expected he understood her,but did not support her.However angry she felt that moment ,she knew je had spoken blatant truth.She had sisters ,who were yet to be married.Her das ,however insensitive he might be ,was the same man who had fought a world to get his daughters educated ,the same man who would cook and do laundry at home after he came back from college;so that Shehnaaz and Samya could study.Shehnaaz sat and cried .This time ,it was bad .If destiny had been so cruel to her, it should have remained so and nit gifted her with warmth and protection Sidahrth brought.
"Oye moti...i got you ice cream as asked....itna meetha khaegi...toh khub sehat banegi teri!",sidharth commented as he entered her flat.
She did not turn,"freezer me rakh de."
Sidarth noticed the eerie silence of tone.He came closer ,lying besides her ,on the bed, he scooped her into himself.Shehnaaz wanted to resist, but couldn't, she had not will power when it came to him.As if if would ask her to give up life...she would do that happily. Her soul ,had a memory of the music his soul made her dance to.
He pressed a kiss on neck,behind her ear lobe,"bologi kya hua?",he questioned as he kept planting kisses there.
She turned,kissing him deeply until she ran out of breath.well she could never get enough of Sidahrth. "I love you!",sge whispered.
"Baby...",he was soft as soon as he saw tears in her eyes.
"Sidahrth...chahe kuch bhi ho jae....chahe mai kidr bhi...chahe mai kal ko na bhi rahu...aapke paas ya duniya me bhi.....just remember Shehnaaz lovec you and would love you....mera forever na....sach me forever hai",she lifted his hand,placing it over her heart,she said,"yeh na aapko har baar khoj lega...har khani me!"
"Kya hua....Shehnaaz kya bol rahi h!",of course it was not words,he understood them completely, but what made her say that confused him..."baby I am n8t letting you go...kabhi bhi!"
"Nahi Sidahrth....maine na life hi aisi dekhi hai.....zindgi ka koi baroda nahi...toh while I still am here with you....i want you to know that I love you...aur iski koi.limit nahi.....pyaar jab bhi hota h behad hota h....mai aapse har janam me pyaar karugi....chahe kuch bhi ho jae....hum saath rahe na rahe."
Sidarth was in awe to this woman .He had never imagined this type of intensity.She was thinking something fir sure?
"Baby you went to pharmacy...abhi protection hai na?", sge asked, her lips touching his as she spoke.
Sidarth held her hand ,bringing her closer. "Baby...tune mana kia h....but i have to let you know this....mai pyaar karta tu Tere se ...bhot zada...bhot ganda wala..."
She kissed him ,moving hands to remove his shirt,as her hands traced his body.He was a dream she was living ,floating in air.
"Baby...you sure about this na?Are you sure....you want to go ahead with this...",he sought a verbal confirmation before they made love.
"Yeah...!",she withered, making love to each other.
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